394: The master's body, which was almost exhausted, saw its points skyrocket!

Chapter 386: A Grandmaster's Fading Body, Points Soar!

The air in the room began to twist and steam, and the temperature climbed at an alarming rate.

Lu Keyi, on the soft bed, suddenly let out a piercing shriek. Beneath her delicate face, another grotesque, demonic face emerged, the two countenances alternating wildly beneath her skin, a truly horrifying sight.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, the air within three yards of him already a fiery red.

Although his original body's martial Dao Cultivation could not directly perceive the Feminine, how could a Grandmaster's supreme Yang Blood Qi be ordinary?

At this moment, he was like a scorching sun in the sky, the surging Qi and Blood power within him transforming into tangible, fiery waves, turning the entire room into a furnace.

The Lu family members were already drenched in sweat, their expensive suits soaked through.

Lu Yuliang, the eldest son of the Lu family, stared intently at the wildly fluctuating numbers on the thermometer—forty degrees, forty-five degrees, fifty degrees… This had already exceeded the bounds of normal explanation.

Just as the Lu family members were on the verge of fleeing, Lu Keyi suddenly let out a heart-wrenching shriek.

The sound was so shrill it seemed to pierce the eardrums.

Seven streams of ink-black Qi gushed out from her seven orifices.

They twisted into grotesque, demonic faces in mid-air, emitting sizzling sounds as if being burned.

As these chilling black Qi were incinerated by the supreme Yang Blood Qi, Lu Keyi's taut body suddenly went limp.

Color finally returned to her pale face, though a faint green mark still lingered between her eyebrows.

The temperature in the entire room plummeted. The scorching heat waves receded like a tide, leaving only charred marks on the floor, proving everything that had just transpired.

“Come and support me.”

Lu Xuan's eyes were slightly closed. His aged voice, though soft, clearly reached everyone's ears.

The Lu family members present had not yet fully recovered, when Old Dog Lu Yulong, the second son of the Lu family, was drawn forward by an invisible force, taking two steps involuntarily.

In a flash, a hand, withered like an ancient pine, clamped onto his shoulder like an iron vice.

Those five seemingly shriveled fingers now contained astonishing power.

The immense force within it made Old Dog Lu Yulong, a Great Master of national martial arts at Qi Perfection, let out a muffled groan.

Old Dog Lu Yulong heard his own shoulder blade emit a groaning “creak,” as if it would be crushed into powder by that withered hand at any moment.

More terrifyingly, that palm force also contained a faint, scorching Qi.

It traveled along his Meridians directly to his bone marrow, causing beads of cold sweat to instantly break out on his forehead.

At this moment, Lu Xuan slowly released his hand, his figure suddenly hunching a few more degrees.

His withered chest heaved violently, each breath sounding as if it were being squeezed out of decaying lungs, accompanied by hissing gasps.

Only then did all the Lu family members realize that the martial Dao titan who had once dominated the world had aged to such an extent.

Beneath Lu Xuan's loose skin, purplish-blue blood vessels were clearly visible. His once straight spine was now bent like an old bow, and he needed assistance to even stand.

Those hands that could once split stone tablets now trembled uncontrollably, like a flickering candle in the wind.

In an instant, voices filled with concern rose.

“Grandfather… Grandfather… Are you alright?”

The third-generation disciples of the Lu family cried out in unison. Eight people rushed over, surrounding him, yet not daring to approach rashly, forming a human wall three feet away.

Several of the third-generation Lu family descendants already had red eyes, their voices trembling: “Grandfather… You…”

The next moment, Lu Yuliang and Chairman Lu Yuhong, the two brothers, roughly pushed through the crowd. Chairman Lu Yuhong even accidentally knocked over a third-generation descendant.

The two of them supported the old man's tottering body, one on each side. When Lu Yuliang touched his father's cold wrist, his heart trembled violently.

His father's body, once seemingly cast in steel, was now so light it felt as if only a loose skin remained.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Fifth Life)

Realm: Grandmaster (Perfection)

Cultivation Technique: Myriad Ravines Returning Current Fist 4/9 (Can be deduced)

Points: 990

Please confirm whether to consume 900 System points to deduce Myriad Ravines Returning Current Fist.

Lu Xuan did not pay attention to the Lu family's worries; instead, he checked the System panel data.

Only after seeing the System points did he feel relieved.

Lu Xuan was truly afraid that this aged body would not be able to withstand his Breakthrough to the next Realm.

This was precisely why his original body had hidden in the deep mountains and old forests to comprehend the Dao through observing mountains—it was simply because he was already advanced in age.

The powerful Qi that his original body had once been so proud of had now become the greatest burden on this old body.

With even a slight misstep in Qi circulation, this incredibly aged body could be torn apart by its own power, leading to the absurd outcome of killing himself with his own hands.

Lu Xuan lowered his gaze to the kneeling descendants filling the hall, the surging Qi within him gradually calming.

He lightly waved his withered hand, stirring a gentle breeze in the room: “Keyi is fine now.”

“Find a quiet place first. I just need to adjust my breath for an hour or two.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Dog Lu Yulong and the other two were already shedding tears.

These three elderly men, in their sixties and seventies, who once dominated Yingnan City, now resembled children who had made a mistake, choked with emotion.

Lu Yuliang even touched his forehead to the ground, his grizzled temples pressed against the cold floor tiles: “Father, it is your sons’ filial impiety. You, who should be enjoying your golden years, still have to worry and exert yourself for us unfilial descendants…”

Lu Guangchen, the usually fierce nightclub boss, now sobbed like a child, his burly face flushed red.

“Grandfather! It's all my fault for not properly disciplining that scoundrel! It caused such a great disaster for the entire Lu family!”

Lu Xuan sighed softly: “That child Yuanhao… Take care of him for now. I will go see him after I have recovered.”

Lu Yuanhao—this great-grandson who had caused such a huge disaster, was, after all, of the Lu family Bloodline.

If within his capabilities, Lu Xuan naturally would not stand by and do nothing.

However… all of this depended on whether he could achieve that Breakthrough before his life force completely withered.

In a vacant guest room deep within the villa, Lu Xuan sat cross-legged on an expensive silk bedsheet.

Outside in the corridor, the Lu family members stood in solemn silence.

Except for those sent to look after Lu Keyi and Lu Yuanhao, the rest of the Lu family descendants held their breath, even their breathing extremely light.

Lu Yuliang and his two brothers stood at the front, their wrinkled faces etched with worry, occasionally glancing at the closed door.

Lu Yuliang's face, once known for its refined demeanor in Yingnan City's political circles, now seemed covered in a layer of frost.

His fingers were tightly clenched, and a terrifyingly stern look churned in his eyes—this former big shot of Yingnan City had now completely shed his gentle disguise.

He swore that this time, even if he had to dig three feet deep, he would unearth the villain behind the plot against the Lu family.

If not for these petty individuals, why would he have to force his elderly father, who should have been enjoying his retirement, to come out of seclusion with his fading body?

Well, it was fine. This time, his father's reappearance was actually a good opportunity.

With his father present, the Lu family could contact one of his father's old acquaintances.

As long as that elder, a veteran figure, was willing to speak, let alone the evil spirits hiding in the shadows, even thousand-year-old ghosts hidden deep within the earth's veins would be dug out and pulverized.

Thinking of this, a chilling, grim smile curved Lu Yuliang's lips. He seemed to already see his enemies kneeling and begging for mercy.