gainst those significantly stronger, these flaws could easily become fatal vulnerabilities.Now under this super-gravity effect, the flaws in my own techniques are magnified infinitely. Now that I'm ma..."Auntie Three, your Little Tian is back!" Standing in front of a spacious wooden house that had been well-maintained, Shi QingShan shouted across the fence.
At this time, in front of the wooden house, there was a teenage boy and a pretty girl with clear eyebrows and bright eyes. They were shoveling snow in the yard, watching outside with a look of wonder.
Shi Qingshan pointed at the boy and girl and said, "Well, this is your younger brother Lu Xiaobao, and this is your younger sister Lu Xiaoyu."
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A middle-aged woman with a slightly graying head, her face serene as she held a clay pot, saw Lu Xiaoteng standing with Shi Qingshan. The resemblance between him and the second son who had left ten years ago was unmistakable in her eyes. A familial bond, an undeniable kinship, welled up in her eyes, bringing a mist to them. The clay pot slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground with a thud. Trembling, she looked at Lu Xiaoteng, "Xia, Xiaotian, is it really you You're back"
"Yes, Mother, I'm back." Lu Xia Tian's nose felt a little sour.
“Well, well, you've all grown up so much. You're all adults now. Father, Xiaitian is back!” The woman's tears streamed down her face as she looked at her son whom she hadn't seen in over a decade. She was momentarily at a loss for words.
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"Auntie Three, Little Tian's return is a happy event, why are you crying Your whole family should gather first, and I'll come to see Little Tian later." Shi Qing Shan said a word and left first.
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"What are you standing there for Hurry up and call Second Brother!" A middle-aged man with a gloomy expression and walking stick came out from the inner room. He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties.
"Father." Lu Xia Tian narrowed his eyes, a faint green aura was visible on his father's forehead. This wasn't normal for a person to have, no wonder Shi Qingshan said that many famous doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong with his father. This was more than just an illness.
"Second brother," the young girl outside the door greeted Lu Xia Tian timidly. The boy, however, looked curiously at the legendary Second Brother in front of him.
"Why are you standing there It's so cold outside, and you're wearing so little! Come inside and warm yourself by the fire." The woman said with concern as she walked a few steps out and took Lu Xiaottian's hand, pulling him towards the house.
"Wow, Second Brother is walking on the snow without leaving any footprints." Suddenly, Lu Xiaobao, who had been staring at Lu Xia tian, cried out in surprise.
“This child, why is he so jumpy” The woman reached out to slap Lu Xiaobao, but after a few people were reminded by him like this, looking at the snow again, there were indeed no footprints behind Lu Xiaitian. In an instant, the eyes of several people looking at Lu Xiaitian changed.
Lu Xiao felt a bit awkward in his heart. He hadn't noticed this point before. When he entered the village, there were many people walking back and forth on the road, leaving quite a few footprints. No one else seemed to have noticed, either. Some of the snow in front of the houses hadn't been cleared yet. Unexpectedly, this detail had been caught by the kid.
"It's just that Big Brother Qingshan uses light kung fu, and the ground will leave a trace. But Second Brother doesn't leave any at all." Lu Xiaobao and Lu Xiaoyu were instantly excited. These young people who spent most of the year near Hu Yang Village were most yearning for a life of excitement, with fine clothes, horses, swords, and adventures in the martial world.
“Xiaitian, go inside first.” Father paused his bamboo cane and said a sentence. The two brothers dared not speak again. He had inquired about Lu Xiaitian from Shi Qingshan’s mouth, and although he was surprised by Lu Xiaitian’s unusual behavior at this time, he could still remain calm.
"Child, where have you been all these years Even Green Mountain returned with a wife from the Lei Dao Sect. Now they even have a son and daughter. You've been gone for over ten years without a word." As she sat down by the fire, the mother opened up the conversation.
"What does a woman know Xiaotian, he's out learning his skills. Has he found a wife yet" The father lit an old pipe on the charcoal fire and then turned to ask Lu Xiaottian.
After chatting for a while, regarding his parents' inquiries, Lu Xiaoteng could only briefly make up a story to placate them. After all, with the emergence of a cultivator in their family, once the news spread, it would be impossible for them to maintain their peaceful life in Hu Yang Village. Besides, he wasn't without enemies. So, Lu Xiaoteng simply said that he had gone far away to apprentice under a master and was returning home for a few days before going back to his sect.
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"By the way, Xiaotiān, you've learned some skills outside. Could you show your father A few years ago, after your father went into the mountains once, he hasn't been getting any better each day. If it wasn't for that child Qingshan helping to take care of him, with me raising two children alone, I truly wouldn't know what to do. These years, Qingshan has also invited many doctors from outside, but they couldn't cure him." Hearing that Lu Xiaotiān was about to leave again, his mother wept bitterly.
“It's alright, I'll treat my father today and with a few more days of rest, he'll be fine.”
"Really" The father was overjoyed. He'd been carrying the weight of his illness for years, and his heart had ached with unspoken feelings.
"That's true indeed." Lu Xiaotian nodded. After chatting for a while, Lu Xiaotian took his curious younger brother and sister out on the pretext of treating their illnesses.
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The father’s face was full of tension. Every time Shi Qing Shan invited a doctor, he wore an expression of hope, but it always turned to disappointment in the end. Listening to Shi Qing Shan’s past stories, he admired Lu Xiao Tian immensely and thought that his own son must have learned real skills.
“Sleep now, when you wake up, the illness will be gone.” After Lu Xia Tian helped his father lie on the bed, he pressed lightly on his brow, and his father immediately fell asleep. A subtle amount of energy flowed into him, and soon a drumming sound echoed within his body. His belly swelled rapidly, as if it were about to burst.
"Get out here!" Lu Xia Tian roared, starting to gradually increase his mana injection. From the bulging protrusion on his stomach, it started moving upwards, all the way to his mouth. A blood-red, three-inch long ferocious worm screamed and wriggled out of his father's mouth. After glancing fearfully at Lu Xia Tian, it flew away through the broken window toward the distance.
"Mother, for these three days, Father can only drink congee. Each morning, take one drop and put it into the congee. After three days, he will be completely healed." Lu Xia Tian shoved a container filled with liquid squeezed from low-grade spirit insects into his mother's hand.
"Well, well, Xiao Tian, where are you going" Mother took the bottle and saw Lu Xiaottian was about to go out, she hurriedly asked.
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“I have some errands to run, I’ll be back soon.” Lu Xia Tian tapped his foot on the ground and flew out dozens of meters, disappearing above the trees near Hu Yang Village with a few leaps. His mother rubbed her eyes, seeing it with her own eyes. She knew that this son had indeed surpassed her imagination. There was both pride and worry in her heart. Her son was so outstanding, destined to be further and further away from home in the future.
In a cave a hundred miles away from Huyang Village, a withered man, his skin almost clinging to his bones, like a walking skeleton, was frantically leaving the cave and dashing across the snow-covered ground.
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"Can you leave" A flash of light, and a young swordsman descended from the air.
The young man who came with his sword was naturally Lu Xia Tian.
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“I wonder what you're up to here” The gaunt middle-aged man’s face changed upon seeing Lu XiaTian arrive so quickly, and he quickly regained his composure.
A cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, hiding in such a desolate and barren place, what could his purpose be
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In fact, when he saw this man's appearance, Lu Xiaoteng understood most of it. Looking at the gaunt middle-aged man in front of him, of course, he wouldn't point out the relationship between Hu Yang Village and himself. Just the man in front of him was already extremely weak, looking like the one he had encountered before at Chi Lin's siblings' horse farm, also out of a need for healing. It was just that the other party's injuries were much more serious than his. He happened to meet his father who still had some spiritual roots. So, he used some means against his father, which was not unforgivable. If it wasn't someone related to him, Lu Xiaoteng wouldn't care about this idle matter, but since it involved his own father, it was naturally different.
As you can see, I've been injured and ended up here to recuperate. The middle-aged man was so thin his skin clung to his bones, his face showing little in the way of expression.
"To put parasites into someone's body to absorb their life force and feed oneself, this method is quite similar to some schools in the Southern Wasteland. I wonder which school your master belongs to." Lu Xia Tian stared intently at the gaunt middle-aged man.
“However, I am just a wandering cultivator who happened to learn some skills of controlling insects.” The middle-aged man with protruding bones flashed a strange look in his eyes.
"Is that so Open the storage bag and let me take a look."
"Don't you think this request is a bit excessive, fellow cultivator" the thin-boned middle-aged man said unhappily.
"There's something you might have gotten wrong," Lu Xia Tian smiled.
"What's up"
“I am not here to discuss this with you,” he said, extending a hand. With a flash of light, the Splitting Earth Blade was already unsheathed.
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically as he drew out an ancient black curved blade with a strange insect pattern on it to block.
At first, the power of the curved blade was extraordinary. Lu Xia Tian was quite surprised. It seemed that this middle-aged man's cultivation before being injured was far above his own. But a featherless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, and right now, even if he is stronger, he is just a strong crossbow at its end.
After a dozen exchanges of force, the man with the cleaver sent his opponent's black curved blade flying and with a single blow severed the middle-aged man's legs at the bone.
The middle-aged man, reduced to skin and bone, let out a heart-wrenching scream, glaring at Lu Xia Tian with an expression of utter hatred.
The cleaver slashed through the air, drawing a curve before striking down at the man's neck. He wouldn't tolerate anyone who dared to harm his family remaining alive in this world. With a sickening sound, the blade severed the middle-aged man's head.
"Want to run It's not that easy." Lu Xia Tian sneered, reaching out with a hand. A light shield enveloped the gaunt middle-aged man, a bloodlight slashing around wildly inside, accompanied by monstrous howls. This was the bloody worm he had forced out of his father's body earlier. The reason he let it escape was simply to track down its master.
"Stop, stop! Don't kill me!" The emaciated spirit, inhabiting a blood-red worm, cried out in terror as it saw Lu Xia Tian summoning the Primordial True Fire with his cultivation.
Lu Xia Tian didn't pause. This blood-colored worm was quite ferocious, and confining it within the light consumed a considerable amount of his magic power. He didn't want any unnecessary complications. With a powerful surge of magical energy, he directly used the innate true fire condensed by a Qi refining cultivator's magical power to engulf the blood-colored worm in an explosion.
"Even if I die, you won't live long either. The entire Moonlit Immortal Cultivation world will cease to exist!" The blood-colored worm screamed and struggled in the Primordial True Fire. In a short while, it was reduced to ashes by the flames.
"The entire Moon-Gazing Immortal Cultivation World will cease to exist" Lu Xiaoteng was startled, then shook his head with a faint smile. Now that he was a Qi Refinement cultivator, his vision was far broader than before. The major sects of the Moon-Gazing Immortal Cultivation World combined had many Golden Core cultivators, and there were even some exceptional Nascent Soul old monsters. The sky will fall, and someone taller will take it. However, someone with cultivation slightly higher than him dares to speak such arrogant words."
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However, when Lu Xia Tian took the storage pouch and opened it, he saw a crimson token inside. His expression changed slightly. The crimson token recorded the identity of the middle-aged man with the skeletal body, as well as a large amount of information about the ancient sword sect and the Qingdan Palace, such as the number of golden core ancestors, their power rankings, some spirit stone veins in the Wan Yue Cultivation Realm, even including the city defenses of Wan Yue City, and important figures in the Scattered Cultivator Alliance.
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What was a cultivator from the Southern Desolation Sect doing collecting so much information about the Moon Viewing Immortal Cultivation World There was also a method for cultivating blood worms in his storage bag, along with some spirit beasts and poisons for raising them. Although there were some valuable items, they were of little use to him. There were quite a few spirit stones.
Aside from the possessions of the skeletal middle-aged man himself, there was also a relic left behind by a cultivator from the Qingyu Ancient Sword Sect named Qingyu. It seemed that he had been killed by this skeletal middle-aged man. The black curved knife and the long sword of the Qingyu Ancient Sword Sect's artifacts were quite good, but they were not as advantageous as the Splitting Earth Blade. There was also a piece of gray stone, unremarkable in appearance, which looked like an ordinary gray rock, encased in a jade box. Lu Xia Tian couldn't see anything special about it. If he had dropped it on the ground, Lu Xia Tian would have definitely ignored it as an ordinary stone. However, since this skeletal middle-aged man was so precious and cherished to keep it, it couldn't be just an ordinary stone. Lu Xia Tian held it in his hand and squeezed it with all his might, but the gray stone remained motionless. Slowly, Lu Xia Tian increased his force until he used all his strength, but there was still no reaction. Out of curiosity, he swung his Splitting Earth Blade at it a few times, but not even a trace was left behind. Lu Xia Tian was naturally astonished. This kind of hard stone, without any trace of spiritual energy fluctuation, was the first time he had encountered it. He searched his mind for information about some strange objects in the cultivation world, but he couldn't find anything about this gray stone.
At a loss, Lu Xia Tian put it away. After searching the surrounding area again, he didn't find any signs of other cultivators' activity. It seemed that he had indeed accidentally escaped to this place after being injured.
First, the disciples of Qianzhu Sect entered the area around Wangyue City. Perhaps they were searching for the inheritance secrets of the puppet dolls, or perhaps for other purposes. Now they have encountered the disciples of other sects from Nanhua, and they have also collected a lot of information about the Xianxia world of Wangyue. Could there be any connection between the two On his way home, Lu Xiaoteng thought about this problem. Thinking of what the middle-aged man with bone skin had said before his Yuan Shen was destroyed, he felt even more suspicious. But even if the Nanhua Xianxia world is quiet and thought-provoking, such a big event is something he can't intervene in. There's no use worrying about it so much. It's just that a storm is brewing, and those with low cultivation will inevitably become cannon fodder. All he can do is increase his strength as quickly as possible. Besides, the fight between the two Xianxia worlds won't be settled in a short time. His rapid improvement in strength does require him to calm down and settle down.anslation, preserving only the text content within the tags:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!As soon as the Xu Zhu Yao Xian's words fell, two screams rang out. The pur...