Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 218 A Dying Man

"What happened? Why are there so many vicious people in front of Old Man Lu's house? Could it be that his family has offended someone they shouldn't have offended?"

Outside the small courtyard of the Lu Mansion, there were many curious neighbors and passers-by watching. One of the middle-aged men asked in a low voice.

"No way! Old man Lu has moved here for more than a year. He is a kind person and doesn't seem like the kind of person who would cause trouble," another old man said with some concern.

"Don't make blind guesses. Look at that young man with a smile on his face. He is obviously the master of these people.

It doesn't look like there's any bad intention, maybe something good happened in Old Man Lu's family?" Someone in the crowd pointed at Lu Chen.

At this time, Lu Chen was riding on a tall white horse. He looked very showy and really enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone.

Zhu Daoming also rode with him on horseback, but his smile was obviously forced, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Chen was full of helplessness and fear.

To be honest, he really regretted why he didn't choose to run away.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have ended up like this.

What he didn't expect was that although Lu Chen looked harmless, his methods were extremely cruel.

It turned out that after Lu Chen and Zhu Daoming returned to Zhu Daoming's base camp from the gold mine,

Without saying a word, Lu Chen used his powerful cultivation to forcibly extract a trace of Zhu Daoming's soul and sealed it in a jade slip.

People have three souls and seven spirits, and the spirit soul is a part of the three souls. How can it be taken away by anyone?

Because once the soul is extracted, even a trace of it, as long as that trace of soul is destroyed, the person whose soul is extracted will undoubtedly die.

In other words, Zhu Daoming's life and death now completely depends on Lu Chen's thoughts.

Moreover, the process of extracting the soul was extremely painful. Zhu Daoming was in so much pain that he screamed in agony.

Therefore, Zhu Daoming sighed in his heart, "It's too late to regret!"

"Chen'er! What are you doing?" Hearing the noise, Lu Tianhao, Chen and Laibao came to the door, just in time to see Lu Chen riding a tall horse and walking to the gate.

"Hahahaha...Dad! Mom! Laibao! You came at the right time. I'm here to take you home!

Oh... That's right! This is Zhu Daoming, the owner of Changshengku. He and I hit it off right away and returned all our family property to us.

And the number has increased quite a bit, so you will be busy from now on, Dad."

Lu Chen jumped off the horse skillfully and pointed at Zhu Daomingjie beside him and smiled.

Lu Tianhao was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party was the mysterious master behind the "Eternal Life Treasury".

He quickly stepped forward and bowed to Zhu Daoming, saying respectfully, "Mr. Zhu! My courtesy is mine. I am Lu Tianhao, please give me your guidance."

"Don't dare! Brother Lu, please don't be polite. Many of my subordinates have offended you before. I came here specially to apologize today. I hope Brother Lu will forgive me."

Facing Lu Chen's father, Zhu Daoming did not dare to be shy and quickly returned the greeting respectfully.

"Hahaha...Mr. Zhu, this is serious." Although Lu Tianhao knew that all this was related to his son's identity as an immortal cultivator,

But after all, he is still an ordinary businessman, and Lu Tianhao did not neglect the etiquette.

"Dad! You two don't have to be so polite. Let's go home first!" Lu Chen said with a smile.

"Hehehe...Okay! Let's go home!" Lu Tianhao said with emotion.

Although all this was brought about by his son, Lu Tianhao still looked very proud.

When mother Chen and Laibao heard that they could go home and that their previous properties would be returned, they both showed joyful expressions.

Although Chen didn't say anything before, who would want to live such a hard life when there are good days to live?

Amid the envy of their neighbors, they left the thatched hut where they had lived for more than a year.

In the evening, Lu Chen chatted with his parents alone for a while and briefly recounted what had happened.

He also gave the jade slip that sealed Zhu Daoming's soul to his father Lu Tianhao, and instructed him how to use it.

After doing all this, Lu Chen said goodbye to his parents and prepared to continue on his path of cultivation.

As a man, father Lu Tianhao was reluctant to let his son go, but he also knew that his son had higher aspirations than this worldly life, so he told Lu Chen to be careful and said nothing more.

Mother Chen naturally cried her heart out and kept telling Lu Chen to be careful and to come home often.

Lu Chen felt mixed emotions at his parents' concern, but his cultivation was still in its infancy, so he had to work hard to move forward.

Everything that needs to be arranged has basically been done, and with Zhu Daoming's care, I believe there won't be any trouble.

With a long sigh in his heart, Lu Chen threw out the flying boat while it was quiet in the middle of the night and headed straight for Wuchuanzhou...

In a valley in Wuchuan Prefecture,

Wang Haocang gained temporary strength at the cost of burning his lifespan. After forcing Zhang Bingtian to retreat, he activated the Great Teleportation Talisman and escaped here.

As soon as Wang Haocang appeared, he spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "pu" sound.

The black blood spilled on the grass and trees beside him, making a sizzling sound. The originally lush grass and trees instantly became withered.

Without time to think, Wang Haocang quickly sat down cross-legged, took out a pill from his storage bag and swallowed it.

However, before he could refine the elixir, he spat out a mouthful of black blood again, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground, unconscious...

Lu Chen drove the flying boat all the way until he entered the territory of Wuchuan Prefecture and landed the flying boat.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Lu Chen landed in a valley somewhere.

His spiritual consciousness quickly extended out, ready to confirm the surrounding environment.

At this time, Lu Chen's spiritual sense discovered that there was a middle-aged cultivator lying in an open space more than 100 meters away from him.

His lips were black, his face was purple, and his breath was weak. It was obvious that he had been severely poisoned and would die soon.

"Damn! It's so unlucky. I just found a place to rest, but ended up running into a dead person," Lu Chen cursed to himself.

I was already very sad because I had just left my parents, and then I encountered something like this, which made me feel even worse.

But strangely, the middle-aged monk's brows always gave Lu Chen a familiar feeling.

So, Lu Chen reluctantly used his spiritual sense to check on the cultivator again. After confirming that he really didn't know that person, Lu Chen prepared to leave.

At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly seemed to think of something. The eyebrows of this middle-aged cultivator were somewhat similar to those of Wang Jingxuan.

With this thought in mind, the more Lu Chen looked at them, the more he felt that they were alike.

"Could he be Wang Jingxuan's relative? Forget it! You're lucky to have met me," Lu Chen cursed.

Then he performed the Xuantian Nine Steps, and in almost the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the middle-aged cultivator...