Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2072: 551: Longyang, Heavenly Spiritual Root!

"Alright, thank you for your hard work, father."

Inside the Kunpeng Egg, Lu Quanzhen halted the "Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique" and silently examined his body's condition.

In this instant, he transformed into a young Kunpeng chick, granting him profound insight into the legacies passed down from the Kunpeng Giant Egg.

Observing his son's steady state, Lu Changsheng let out a breath of relief and departed from the Tianyuan Lotus.

With just a flicker of thought, he adjusted his appearance to seem sickly, mana turbulent and chaotic, prior to heading toward the guest hall.

A woman dressed in a simple yet graceful green robe occupied the hall.

Her exquisite beauty and poised elegance resembled the fairy Lingbo emerging from a painting, a refined and gentle aura emanating from between her brows.

"Third Palace Master." Lu Changsheng's eyes carried a mild scholarly warmth as he cupped his hands in greeting.

"Daoist Xuanmu."

At the sound of his voice, Shen Yiren cast a gentle glance toward Lu Changsheng.

Spotting his ashen face and weary expression, worry surfaced as she offered an apologetic tone: "I learned that Daoist and Second Sister faced peril on Black Reef Island, so I rushed here to check on you. Forgive me for disturbing Daoist Xuanmu's recovery."

While speaking, she produced a vial of top-grade Upper Class Elixir Medicines from her Storage Ring and extended it to Lu Changsheng.

"My thanks for your generosity, Third Palace Master. It's merely exhaustion on my part, nothing severe, and rest will see me restored."

Lu Changsheng displayed sincere gratitude, waving it off lightly, though traces of fatigue persisted across his features.

"Please take this token of my sincerity, Daoist Xuanmu."

Shen Yiren rose gracefully, offering the Elixir Medicines once more, her soft voice akin to a soothing zephyr, seeking to ease his weariness.

"Very well, I shall accept to avoid rudeness."

Noting the resolve in the Third Palace Master's gaze, Lu Changsheng paused briefly before taking the Elixir, then asked after Second Palace Master Shen Baishuang's well-being.

"Second Sister is recovering well; she simply requires time to rest."

Shen Yiren replied tenderly.

Despite Second Sister Shen Baishuang needing years to heal fully, the specifics of a Nascent Soul True Lord's wounds remained a guarded secret within any sect.

Even with her trust in Lu Changsheng, she refrained from divulging details lightly.

The pair conversed idly over tea.

Yet, witnessing Lu Changsheng's pallid and drained visage, Shen Yiren soon departed after a few words of care.

Though intrigued by the Puppet Battle Array and Quasi-Fourth Rank Spirit Pet, she held back from inquiring.

After all, cultivators at this realm guarded their fortunes and mysteries closely.

Lu Changsheng, despite his hidden depths, bore no malice toward the Goddess Palace and had rendered vital aid, so she had no intent to pry.

"Looks like my showing in that fight has shifted the Third Palace Master's view of me somewhat."

As Shen Yiren's lithe form faded from sight, Lu Changsheng mused, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

He recognized how his Nascent Soul True Lord-level prowess in battle had earned greater deference and politeness from her.

This very deference distanced their exchanges from the prior ease and familiarity.

Still, such shifts held pros and cons.

Given ample time, Lu Changsheng felt assured he could mend ties with the Third Palace Master and perhaps deepen them further.

With a soft headshake, he withdrew to the Cave Mansion to resume aiding his son Lu Quanzhen's Demon Fetus Transformation.

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Goddess Palace, Bailu Palace.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Baishuang emerged from her chambers, eyeing the middle-aged man in the guest hall adorned with a golden crown and robe. Her fine brows furrowed faintly, her expression aloof as she addressed him.

"I heard you clashed with the Six Paths Demon Consort once more, so concern brought me to see how you fare."

The man possessed strikingly handsome and noble features, his countenance like carved jade, his tone gentle and eyes brimming with affection.

"Hmph, thanks for your worry. You've seen me now—kindly depart."

Shen Baishuang's complexion remained wan, devoid of her typical regal chill, her words steady and composed.

"Baishuang, it's been ages since you visited Sword Casting Manor. With your grave injuries, why not return there to recuperate?"

This jade-crowned figure was none other than Sword Casting Manor's present Manor Master, wed to the Goddess Palace's Second Palace Master—Yuanwei True Monarch, Lin Yuanting!

"Return to Sword Casting Manor? Why, to witness your disgusting affairs?"

Upon hearing this, a chill surged into Shen Baishuang’s phoenix-tail-like beautiful eyes, flashing with clear disgust.

"Baishuang..."

The man uttered a soft sigh, his gaze filled with deep remorse.

"Once I recover, I will return."

Shen Baishuang replied with indifference.

She served as the Second Palace Master of the Goddess Palace, yet she also carried the esteemed title of Manor Master’s Wife in the Sword Casting Manor.

As the Manor Master’s Wife, her frequent stays with her natal family rather than returning to the Goddess Palace invited rumors of spousal discord or even strife between the Goddess Palace and Sword Casting Manor.

"Fine, heal your wounds well. Here’s an Ice Soul Jade Marrow Pill refined by Alchemist Ge for you; it should aid your recovery."

Understanding his wife’s temperament, Lin Yuanting let out a faint sigh, pulled a bottle of pills from his Storage Ring, and offered it to her.

"Take it, as a sign of my concern."

Fearing she might reject it, he hastily added that remark, then clasped his hands and departed.

Shen Baishuang grasped the pills while gazing at Lin Yuanting’s leaving figure; she nearly flung them away but in the end just tossed them aside, her emotions in disarray.

In the Starry Sky Sea, everyone practically knew her bond with Lin Yuanting was fraught with tension.

Gossip painted her as overly domineering; some tales whispered that Lin Yuanting secretly admired her elder sister Shen Jianjia or her younger sister Shen Yiren.

However, only she grasped the truth: her husband held no love for women... he bore the Dragon Yang Peculiarity.

Long ago, the old Manor Master had visited the Goddess Palace to arrange the marriage precisely because he knew of his son’s Dragon Yang Peculiarity and sought to correct it, securing a bloodline for the Sword Casting Manor and Lin Family.