Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2165: 584: Ominous Signs of Misfortune, Demon Fetus Transformation!

A significant amount of Superior Grade Spirit Stones was promptly produced from his Storage Ring, accompanied by a cascade of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, all directly channeled to assist Lu Quanzhen in his refinement process.

Before his watchful eyes, the Kunpeng Egg, adorned with intricate Demon Runes, suddenly began to behave as if it had endured a prolonged period of starvation, voraciously consuming the Spiritual Energy and the very essence of the rare Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

Witnessing this phenomenon, Lu Changsheng retrieved the Tianyuan Lotus. With utmost care, ensuring no adverse effect on Yun Wanshang, he directed a substantial flow of nature’s spiritual energy into the spiritual domain contained within the Tianyuan Lotus.

Concurrently.

Deep within the Southern Wilderness Middle Domain, nestled within a secluded mountain valley.

A young boy, appearing to be around ten years of age, navigated the dense forest with remarkable swiftness. His agile movements were reminiscent of a leopard, exhibiting a dexterity completely uncharacteristic of a child his age.

The boy’s features, characterized by fair and handsome cheeks, conveyed a maturity that belied his years, lending him an air of sharpness.

Notably, his eyebrows, sharp and slanted like twin swords extending towards his temples, coupled with a high, aquiline nose, imbued him with a vigorous and spirited presence far beyond what one would expect at such a tender age.

The sole peculiar aspect was his pair of alluring Phoenix Eyes, which created an ambiguity regarding his gender. He possessed the delicate features often associated with females, or conversely, the robust demeanor often attributed to males.

Despite her inherently robust health from childhood, such an intense sprint had undeniably drained her completely.

“Hehehe…”

However, this respite was short-lived as a chilling, sinister chuckle echoed from a distance.

Startled by the sound, the boy hastily resumed his flight. In the ensuing moments, an elderly man, his face deeply lined with age and his body gaunt and withered, clad in a black robe, materialized directly in his path.

With a swift motion, the elder unleashed a surge of green light that ensnared the boy, rendering him completely immobile. Then, in a voice chillingly hoarse, he declared, “Little girl, you possess considerable cunning, knowing how to evade misfortune. Had it not been for my foresight and prior arrangements, you would have likely slipped through my grasp.”

As he spoke, he seized the boy—whose feminine appearance contrasted with his male identity—and inhaled deeply, a glint of intoxication in his eyes. “Such a potent, delectable aroma. Your blood must be exquisitely sweet…”

“I never anticipated that within my lifetime, I would stumble upon such a rare bloodline. By utilizing you as the primary component in refining a Human Pill, I can undoubtedly mend my lingering injuries, reconstruct my Dao Foundation, extend my lifespan, and perhaps even achieve the Core Formation realm…”

The elder, garbed in black, gazed intently at the boy before him, his eyes radiating a faint, sickly green luminescence. His entire frame trembled with a barely contained fervor as he articulated these words.

He was overcome with overwhelming excitement.

He had never dared to dream of encountering a being possessing such a unique bloodline during the twilight of his existence.

“You old scoundrel, daring to treat me in such a manner, are you not concerned about my Master seeking retribution upon you!”

The boy lifted his head slightly, his gaze fixed upon the aged visage of the black-robed elder, who resembled a malevolent specter.

Within the depths of her pupils, as dark as the deepest ink, two ember-like glints of golden-red flickered, reminiscent of flames nearly extinguished by a relentless storm.

Beneath her right eye, a subtle, thin scar marked her fair and handsome cheek, adding a touch of fierce resolve to her appearance.

“Hehehe, little girl, such pronouncements might instill fear in others, but I have been observing your movements for the past year. If you possessed a Master, or some powerful backing, how could you possibly find yourself fighting alone, in this dire predicament?”

Dismissing the boy’s defiant words, the elder secured her with a rope. They proceeded through the night, eventually reaching a concealed stone cave nestled upon a remote cliff face, situated thousands of miles away in the wilderness.

This cave was not only exceptionally well-hidden but also protected by a sophisticated protective Formation.

As they ventured further into its depths, Mu Que’s eyes fell upon piles of corpses and scattered skulls lining both sides of the passage—remains of both formidable Demon Beasts and unfortunate humans, sending a shiver down her spine.

She had never imagined that her unique bloodline would attract the avarice of such wicked individuals.

It could only be said that fortune and misfortune are often intertwined.

In her formative years, her extraordinary bloodline had granted her a strength far surpassing that of her peers; yet, at this present moment, it had also become the very source of others’ malicious desires and the impending danger she faced.

“Little girl, I am a Second Rank Alchemist. To perish within my Pill Furnace is, in itself, a profound honor for you,”

The elder unceremoniously cast Mu Que aside, his gaze fixed upon the Pill Furnace. His voice, though hoarse, resonated with an excited, sinister undertone as he uttered these words.

He then retrieved several Jade Boxes from a nearby medicinal repository, presenting them with a flourish. “Behold, these are the precious herbs I have painstakingly gathered for you.”

“I have dedicated countless years to this pursuit, and it is truly unexpected that before my final breath, I would finally achieve my goal.”

The elder, seemingly caught in a frenzy of anticipation, commenced opening the Jade Boxes. Each contained an assortment of rare and potent Spiritual Medicines.

While the majority of these Spiritual Medicines were classified as Second Rank, for Mu Que, a cultivator with no discernible backing, they represented an extraordinary and immensely valuable collection.

She certainly did not anticipate the old man before her to possess such immense wealth.

"Rest assured, these Spiritual Medicines will swiftly integrate with your being..."

Noticing Mu Que’s attention fixed upon the Spiritual Medicines in his grasp, the elder’s face, etched with wrinkles, contorted into a grim, unnervingly sinister grin.

"What specific concoction do you desire to refine..."

Despite the perilous circumstances that made escape seem improbable, Mu Que refused to surrender, her mind incessantly strategizing potential avenues for freedom.

"This particular pill I have formulated is an advancement upon the Blood Soul Life-taking Pill. Do you observe the deceased scattered throughout this cavern? They represent the culmination of my years of devoted research, yet a crucial component remained elusive. Now, with your unique bloodline, I am confident in achieving the perfect iteration of this pill..."

The elder perceived Mu Que's tactic of delaying the inevitable, but having endured prolonged suppression, he graciously divulged the grand scope of his achievements.

"Given that you are aware of my distinctive bloodline, are you not concerned that my parents might seek retribution?"

Having traversed the globe for countless years, Mu Que was far removed from the innocence of a village child. Exhibiting no outward signs of distress, she maintained her composure, suppressing her inner turmoil as she spoke with measured calm.

A subtle shift flickered across the elder’s countenance before he responded with a chilling tone, "Indeed, apprehension is present, which is precisely why I have been subtly observing you for an extended period. I surmised that your parents were absent, or you would not find yourself in this predicament."

"Furthermore, my own lifespan is rapidly diminishing. Only by transforming you into a Human Pill can I extend my existence and continue my pursuit of the Immortal Path!"

The elder clenched his jaw and declared, "Therefore, regardless of your eloquence today, escape from death is a foregone conclusion."

"It is true, my parents are not present. However, should my life face peril, they will materialize instantly, triggering the protective enchantments embedded within me."

Mu Que continued, her demeanor now betraying a hint of sharp, cold resolve.

This assertion was not entirely unfounded. Since her youth, she had possessed a peculiar wooden token. Apart from an encounter with a ferocious Demon Beast within her village, there was another instance where she lost consciousness during a moment of extreme danger, only to awaken later with the crisis miraculously resolved.

She harbored a suspicion that this wooden token served as a safeguard established by her mother.

Nevertheless, she remained uncertain of its full capabilities and was reluctant to carelessly expend such a precious life-saving artifact.

The elder’s words instilled a measure of unease within Mu Que, causing him to feel a flicker of apprehension.

Yet, recalling the imminent end of his own existence and recognizing this as his singular opportunity, he stated with cold finality, "Cease your futile attempts."

He then proceeded to silence Mu Que, while he himself commenced the methodical preparation of the various Auxiliary Medicines and Spiritual Liquids.