Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 330 Lu Xuan's Plan: Pretending to Go Astray in Cultivation!

"Father?"

"you?"

Lu Jinyun stared blankly at the golden token in his palm, the cold metallic touch a reminder of his presence.

This is not an illusion.

The token shone brightly in the sunlight, and the seven gilded seal characters "Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces of the World" stung his eyes.

This was the first time in Lu Jinyun's life that she had touched this token symbolizing supreme military power.

But before his fingertips could warm the cold metal, a muffled sound suddenly rang in his ears.

Suddenly, a warm liquid splashed on his face.

A metallic taste surged in Lu Xuan's throat, and crimson blood mist, carrying with it shattered internal energy, erupted forth.

Lu Jinyun's pupils shrank suddenly. He saw that his father's face was as red as blood, and his eyes were emitting a terrifying red light.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, a shockwave carrying a fierce gale exploded outwards from Lu Xuan.

Lu Jinyun and the old butler were sent flying backwards like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily into the blue brick wall.

"Father!"

"master!"

Two exclamations rang out simultaneously.

Still reeling from the dizziness, the two staggered to their feet from the shattered porcelain on the ground, and stumbled as they tried to pounce on the erratic Lu Xuan.

"stop!"

Lu Xuan pressed his blood-stained palm down in mid-air.

In an instant, a semi-transparent, invisible wall of energy rose up, violently repelling the two who had rushed towards them.

"Tick-tock-"

Crimson blood beads rolled down Lu Xuan's chin, splashing into eerie blood lotuses on the bluestone slab.

The old steward suddenly trembled violently, pointing at the chaotic energy surging around Lu Xuan, his voice filled with terror.

"Master, this...this is clearly a sign of demonic possession!"

Lu Xuanxu propped himself up, letting out a muffled groan.

A fleeting, almost imperceptible glint of cold light flashed in his aged eyes, only to instantly transform into a look of pain.

very good!

very good!
Someone spoke up for him.

As a supreme grandmaster standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, Lu Xuan could easily manipulate his internal energy to create illusions by impacting his meridians.

By simply controlling the flow of internal energy and adding a touch of perfect disarray, one can convincingly portray the scene of going mad through internal energy.

Seeing the panicked and anxious look on the two people in front of him, Lu Xuan forced down the smile on his lips.

He continued to feign weakness, but in his mind he was already plotting his next move.

Lu Xuan wanted to use the excuse of going into qi deviation to cover up the reason for his drastic personality change.

"master!"

The old butler staggered forward, trying to rush over, "I'll go fetch them right away..."

"Get out!"

Lu Xuan suddenly roared, his sleeves billowing out and creating waves of violent air currents.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xuan staggered back several steps, his robes fluttering without wind, and his white hair dancing wildly.

Anyone who saw this posture would assume it was a sign of going astray.

Lu Jinyun, in the distance, gripped the token tightly, her knuckles turning white.

He watched his father's "painful" appearance, unaware that this "possessed" grandmaster was precisely controlling the fluctuations of every breath within his body.

"It's just that my breathing got a little off while practicing my sword, there's no need for you to panic."

A hoarse chuckle escaped Lu Xuan's throat, and a forced smile appeared on his blood-stained lips.

"It's just a minor qi deviation; I'll recover in a few days."

Lu Xuan's voice was hoarse and deep, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a dark red stain immediately spread across his black sleeve.

"Jinyun, Li Ming."

His gaze swept over the two of them like lightning.

"You two go and investigate this case immediately, lest you tarnish the reputation of the Lu family."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xuan's figure began to blur.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard suddenly moved without wind, forming a vortex around him.

Just as the old butler Li Ming was about to speak, he saw Lu Xuan give him one last look.

"remember--"

The whisper rang directly in their ears.
"Do not disappoint me!"

When the whirlwind dissipated, only a few swirling fallen leaves and traces of blood that had not yet dried remained on the ground.

Lu Jinyun stared blankly in the direction where her father had disappeared, and the golden token in her hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy.

Suddenly, Li Ming gripped Lu Jinyun's wrist tightly with one hand, his withered knuckles digging deep into her flesh, leaving bluish-white finger marks instantly.

Before Lu Jinyun could speak, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in the cloudy eyes of Butler Li Ming.

His hunched body seemed to straighten suddenly, his robes billowing as if a gale were surging within his sleeves.

"Second Young Master!"

Li Ming's loud shout made the copper bells under the corridors on both sides ring loudly.

"As one of the three supreme grandmasters of the Great Qian Dynasty, how could a mere qi deviation harm him in the slightest!"

Before he finished speaking, an immense and powerful aura, like a volcanic eruption, exploded out from around Steward Li Ming.

The century-old locust tree in the courtyard was shaken so badly that its branches and leaves flew everywhere, and the blue brick ground cracked like a spider web around it.

Even the lanterns hanging under the eaves were shattered by this powerful shockwave.

This seemingly frail old man, at this moment, exuded an aura as sharp and fierce as a peerless weapon unsheathed, his hunched back supporting a chilling and murderous atmosphere.

As Lu Jinyun gazed at the powerful aura surging around the old steward, his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this moment, Lu Jinyun finally remembered the old man's strength.

A Grandmaster who has reached the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm!
Back then, this old man, carrying a rusty knife, charged in and out of the enemy camp seven times, personally beheading three martial arts masters.

Therefore, Qianning City is a hidden gem of a capital city.

Li Ming, who is known as the "stabilizing force of the Lu family," is no ordinary person!

However, it was Li Ming's old steward's life that his father had pulled him back from the brink of death.

Since then, Li Ming, a grandmaster-level expert, has devoted his life to the Lu family, following them like a shadow for decades, through cold winters and hot summers.

"go!"

With a sharp shout, Li Ming condensed his inner energy into an invisible support, pulling Lu Jinyun away through the air.

The two figures shot through the sky like arrows released from a bow, heading towards the courtyard exit.

Outside the Lu family's treasure vault, dozens of elite guards clad in black armor froze in place.

What did they see?
That supreme grandmaster, known as the "pillar supporting the heavens of the Great Qian Dynasty".

At this moment, he was covered in blood, with glaring blood beads on his long, silvery-white beard.

The luxurious black brocade robe was soaked through and turned a dark red, which was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

"Master?"

The head guard's voice trembled, and his spear clattered to the ground.

—This is the Grand Marshal of all the armies under heaven, and an unparalleled powerhouse who is also a supreme grandmaster.

Ten years ago, he single-handedly suppressed a rebellion in the north; ten years ago, he beheaded a barbarian high priest with a single sword stroke; ten years ago, he shattered the hidden weapons of three grandmasters with a cold snort in the imperial court.
Even such an unparalleled expert can get injured?

The next moment, Lu Xuan raised his hand to stop everyone from stepping forward, his blood-stained sleeves reflected in their eyes.

"No problem."

"lead the way!"

Lu Xuan remained calm, his voice as cold as ice, his hands clasped behind his back.

Upon hearing this, the commander of the guards at the front hurriedly stepped forward and pushed open the heavy black iron door.

In an instant, a rich aroma of medicinal herbs wafted over—but what came into view were rows of gleaming empty wooden frames!

"This"

Lu Xuan's pupils contracted sharply after he saw the scene inside clearly.

His temples throbbed, and he almost couldn't maintain his image of being seriously injured.

Are you kidding me?
The original owner's mansion, once the grand residence and treasure vault of the supreme commander of all armies, was so clean that even a mouse would be moved to tears and offer it a couple of grains of rice?
Can you translate what "surprise" means?
Translate this: What the hell do you mean by "surprise"?!
Lu Xuan's figure, standing with his hands behind his back, cast a deep shadow in the empty treasure vault.

"How is this going?"

Lu Xuan's calm questioning echoed in the stone chamber, but it made the guards behind him feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

The captain of the guard opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty...
No?

What could be going on?

It was clearly a list personally drafted by you, sir, to exchange half of the treasures in the storeroom for life-saving food.

If it were anyone else asking, the captain of the guard would have loved to point his finger at him and yell at him.

Are you fucking senile?

This is all your doing, yet you still have the nerve to question us!

However, the captain of the guards naturally dared not speak like that to Lu Xuan.

"Reporting to, Master..."

The captain of the guards' voice was terribly dry.

"These were all... ordered by you personally, and the Second Master was ordered to take them away..."

"Three years ago, a severe drought struck the northern border, and we sold twelve bushels of pearls from the Eastern Sea, a gift from His Majesty..."

"Five years ago, there was a flood in southern Xinjiang, so I pawned my stock of 30 thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms..."

"Then last year, during the palace renovations, they donated as many as five hundred pieces of black iron weapons!"

“………”

With each sentence he spoke, Lu Xuan's lips twitched.

Goodness, the original owner donated all of his wealth.

You like to act like a saint, don't you!
He meticulously planned this scheme, hoping to find some rare and precious items in the Lu family's treasury to replenish his system points.

Back in the Tianwu Realm, he repeatedly used those precious items to boost his system points, and his strength advanced by leaps and bounds.

But now, the Lu family's treasure trove is pitifully empty, even more bare than a perfectly clean porcelain bowl.

"is it?"

"It seems that I, the Marshal, am truly senile!"

Lu Xuan gritted his teeth, his anger burning like a raging fire.

A treasure vault without any treasures is just a facade; it's a huge joke!

Who could stand this? Lu Xuan, for one, said he couldn't stand it at all.

Suddenly, Lu Xuan's gaze froze as he locked onto the innermost part of the wooden frame.

That dusty wooden box!

It appears to be the only item in the entire treasure vault that wasn't emptied.

"What is that?"

The captain of the guards looked up and immediately turned ashen-faced: "Your Excellency, that's...it's a family rule you established, stating that descendants of the Lu family are never allowed to use this item..."

“Those are precious relics left by the ancestors of the Lu family!”

Lu Xuan had no interest in listening to his rambling, and he impatiently waved his sleeve across the air.

A solid stream of energy shot out like a sharp blade, striking the wooden box precisely.

With a crisp "snap," the wooden box opened, releasing a cloud of old dust into the air.

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw a rusty horseshoe lying quietly inside the box.

Its surface was covered with dark red rust marks, and the edges were still covered with dried soil, giving off an old and decaying smell.

Its shabby appearance would strike anyone as odd.

This is just some junk that some guy picked up from a dilapidated stable.

A strange light flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, and he stretched out his palm and grabbed at the air.

An invisible suction force instantly enveloped the horseshoe.

As if summoned, the horseshoe flew up with a "whoosh".

It swept swiftly through the wind and landed steadily in Lu Xuan's palm.

Lu Xuan gripped the broken piece of iron tightly, and after seeing the information on the system panel, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Host: Lu Xuan, the Immortal of the Mortal World (First Incarnation)
Realm: Supreme Grandmaster (Beginner)
Technique: Tiger Split Saber Technique! (8/9)

Score: 0
Spiritual energy of heaven and earth detected. Extract it?
very good!

.........

Qianning City!
In the damp prison, the dripping sound of water mixed with the stench of blood was particularly jarring in the darkness.

Lu Haowu was suspended on the rack by four black iron chains. His thin prison clothes had been torn to shreds by the whip, revealing the hideous wounds underneath.

Blood dripped from his fingertips, pooling into a dark red puddle on the dirty ground.

"You bastard, after harassing Ningxue in the street, you still dare to utter the word 'injustice'?"

Three young people stood in front of Lu Haowu.

Chen Yuhong, son of the Minister of Rites, sneered as he used a whip to lift Lu Haowu's chin.

Behind him, Liu Sheng, the son of the Minister of War, was playing with a red-hot branding iron.

Meanwhile, Zhang Li, the warden's son, turned the winch on the rack with a sinister smile.

"That old bastard of your grandfather." Liu Sheng suddenly leaned closer, branding the iron in front of Lu Haowu's eyes.

"And the Lu family, they might soon be wiped out by His Majesty!"

"Liu Sheng!"

"you wanna die--!"

Lu Haowu suddenly sprang up, the chains rattling loudly!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he actually tore off an iron chain, scaring Liu Sheng and Zhang Li into staggering backward.

"What are you afraid of!"

Chen Yuhong kicked Lu Haowu in the stomach.

"No matter how arrogant the Lu family is, can they be more arrogant than the law?"

Sudden--

"boom!!!"

The heavy iron gate of the prison was shattered by a tremendous force!
Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure burst through the air and embedded itself deeply into the rack.

It was the prison guard who was knocked away!
Immediately afterwards, from inside the prison, the clanging of armor grew louder and louder.
Those are the Lu family's direct troops, the Tiger Roar Guard!
Ten thousand heavily armored cavalrymen moved through the deserted area as if it were empty, their chilling blades illuminating the dimly lit dungeon.

Before any of the jailers could react, they were forced to the ground, and a cold blade was pressed against their throats.

Lu Jinyun strode into the cell, but her pupils constricted when she saw Lu Haowu on the rack—

His body was covered in blood, and four black iron chains were deeply embedded in his flesh, with the stark white bones even visible on his shoulder blades.

"Haowu!"

Lu Jinyun's voice trembled as she was about to step forward when a blur flashed past her side.

"Crack!"

The crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking echoed throughout the cell.

Li Ming's gaunt figure flashed by like a ghost, and the hilt of his knife struck three times in succession.

Chen Yuhong, the son of the Minister of Rites, was the first to fall to his knees with a scream, his right leg twisted at an eerie angle.

Next up was Liu Sheng, whose kneecap shattered with a sound that made your teeth ache.

Finally, Zhang Li was swept away by the back of a blade and crashed heavily into the wall.

"Uncle Li!"

Seeing this, Lu Jinyun hurriedly stopped her.

"What about Father?"

Li Ming sheathed his sword and stood there, his aged face filled with a chilling aura: "Second Young Master, it's alright."

"I will explain to the master."

Suddenly, Liu Sheng, lying on the ground, raised his head menacingly: "Old man!"

"You dare hit me? My father is in the Ministry of War."

"Minister of War?" Li Ming sneered, "You brat, what does he think he is?"

A cold glint flashed in Lu Jinyun's eyes, and she decisively waved her hand to give the order.

"withdraw!"

"Take Haowu with you and return to the manor immediately!"

(End of this chapter)