Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2066: 548: Undercurrent

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The clash was about to ignite once more, as the fight resumed fiercely.

Even though Shen Baishuang struggled to maintain her state, unable to keep bursting out endlessly, the combined efforts of Lu Changsheng, the Soul-calling Beast, and Qian Zhuyan’s Puppet Battle Array just barely held off the Six Paths Demon Consort in her present form.

Furthermore, the Six Paths Demon Consort’s sole aim right now was simply to seize the Soul-calling Beast by force.

While the two sides remained locked in deadlock, the Six Paths Demon Consort abruptly detected something; her face, etched with bizarre dark red patterns, twisted in reluctance as she opted to withdraw.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the binding power of the White Bone Demon Palace vanished, and it shattered through multiple layers of void, charging forward before vanishing into the vast world.

"Humph, you’re lucky you fled so quickly."

Shen Baishuang knew full well the reason behind the Six Paths Demon Consort’s escape; she snorted coldly, her complexion ashen.

A few breaths later, ripples spread through the space, and a solitary vessel gleaming like a starry river pierced the void, materializing before the pair.

"Great Palace Master!"

Spotting the luminous and elegant silhouette aboard the starship, Lu Changsheng promptly clasped his hands in salute, grasping why the Six Paths Demon Consort had pulled back.

"Mm."

Shen Jianjia glanced at Qian Zhuyan, the Puppet Power Array, and the Soul-calling Beast on the scene; her stunning eyes narrowed faintly before she nodded softly. Turning to her ashen-faced sibling, she asked worriedly, "Little Frost, are you alright?"

"Sister."

With her sister Shen Jianjia’s arrival, Shen Baishuang relaxed completely; the secret art ceased, and her mana ebbed away like retreating waves. Her already pale face turned deathly white, her slender frame swaying unsteadily.

Shen Jianjia swiftly steadied her sister, questioning how she had suffered such grave wounds.

Without a thorough examination, she could tell her sister’s injuries were dire, requiring no less than a decade of recovery to mend.

"I acted too rashly this time..."

Shen Baishuang spoke faintly; only before this sister did she bow her haughty head and own up to her error.

In this confrontation, she had not only summoned Zhongli Ming but also a handful of other Nascent Soul True Lords.

Yet the Six Paths Demon Consort had foreseen it all, flipping the script and putting her in peril.

"Sister, I owe Elder Xuanmu my thanks this time."

Though Shen Baishuang differed in temperament from her sister Shen Yiren and typically scorned currying favor,

Lu Changsheng’s display today had won her full respect.

Truth be told, so long as Lu Changsheng held no malice toward Goddess Palace, she wouldn’t mind his origins or hidden agendas.

"Elder Xuanmu, you’ve toiled hard on this trip; let’s return for now."

From the lingering magic fluctuations in the air, Shen Jianjia pieced together the events, nodding to Lu Changsheng as she said this.

"Yes."

Lu Changsheng exhaled tiredly, clasping his hands in bow.

He then called to Qian Zhuyan, storing the somewhat battered nine puppets into his Storage Bag, while Qian Zhuyan slipped into the Spiritual Pet Bag.

Enveloped in dark mist, the Soul-calling Beast—which had raged like a world-shaking Demon Ape—slowly diminished, reverting to its normal petite macaque-like shape. It dropped into his grasp, drifting off to sleep, clearly exhausted.

Observing this, Shen Jianjia eyed Lu Changsheng anew.

As a Nascent Soul True Lord, she instantly recognized the nine puppets as top-tier Third Rank Puppets.

Though unfamiliar with the Soul-calling Beast, she sensed its power neared Fourth Rank.

For a Third Rank Superior Grade Talisman Master and Third Rank Divination Master to also command a Fourth Rank Puppet and a Third Rank Spiritual Pet was shocking enough.

And nine Third Rank Puppets under these conditions? Plus a Quasi-Fourth Rank Demon King?

And you’re just a Clan Cultivator?

What Clan Cultivator boasts such riches?

Even she, a Nascent Soul True Lord and Goddess Palace’s leader—whose sister Shen Yiren lacked Lu Changsheng’s level of wealth as a mere Clan Cultivator.

"..."

Lu Changsheng caught Shen Jianjia’s look; his thoughts flickered as he considered how to justify and downplay his showing today.

Failing that, peaceful days at Goddess Palace might elude him.

Yet Shen Jianjia asked nothing outright, instead gesturing for Lu Changsheng to board the starship before tearing through vast voids, racing back toward Goddess Palace.