Family Cultivation: I Farm and Raise Fish under the Sea-Chapter 60 - Demon Prince of Moon

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Demon Prince of Moon

“Boom…”

A loud collision sound echoed through the skies, an extremely fierce aura spreading wildly.

The fierce Gang Wind appeared from the void, causing everyone nearby to wince in pain.

With that single strike, the Flying Sword stood firm in the void, its momentum undiminished; meanwhile, the Flying Saber Artifact was suddenly forced to retreat.

Lu Qingyang felt a huge wave of Mana transferred from his own artifact, causing his chest to feel stuffy.

He then looked at Lu Li in shock.

In this strike, he had actually been at a clear disadvantage. Although he hadn’t used his full strength, the outcome was completely unexpected.

He, Lu Qingyang, one of the ten True Disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, had actually lost face in this secluded corner, anger stacking up inside him to its limits.

How could he face the other True Disciples if he didn’t kill this man today!

The surrounding servants were all shocked, having never encountered such a situation before, where a minor cultivator in this sea region could actually suppress the Demon Prince of Moon.

Gu Yueer was also overwhelmed, each encounter with this stranger drastically changing her understanding.

“Die!”

Lu Qingyang’s face was crimson with raging fury.

He fully stimulated the Flying Saber Artifact, and a shockingly fierce blade energy appeared at the tip of the dagger, its momentum extremely terrifying.

The Flying Saber, like a thunderous dragon, charged towards Lu Li’s head with a fierce killing intent.

Lu Li’s expression remained calm, fully charging the Aminokaze Sword. Pale sword light weaved around him, every trace of Sword Qi extremely sharp.

“Kill!”

The Aminokaze Sword suddenly lashed out towards the oncoming Flying Saber.

“Boom…”

Another earth-shattering sound spread in all directions, the fierce Mana wildly swept towards the surroundings.

The Flying Saber Artifact was forced to retreat once more, while the Aminokaze Sword was slightly superior.

The bystanders hurriedly deployed their Magic Artifacts to fend off the scattered Mana, their faces filled with shock as they looked at Lu Li.

A True Disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect had actually been completely suppressed by an unknown cultivator!

Gu Yueer’s expression had gone completely numb, overwhelmingly shocked that the cultivator she had randomly encountered possessed such strength, and was even willing to intervene and help.

Lu Qingyang felt the Mana from his artifact surge like ocean waves, a huge wave rising in his heart.

He had fully exerted himself, but he was still at a disadvantage.

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“Who are you! You’re definitely not some unknown figure!”

Apart from the True Disciple tier of various Sects, he, Lu Qingyang, was unmatched by anyone.

Lu Li’s face remained incredibly calm, and he did not reply.

He spat out a beam of blood-red Sword Energy.

The Sword Energy was as fast as lightning, carrying a massive Aura of the Blood Fiend as it chopped towards the opponent’s head.

“What! A Demon Secret Skill!”

Lu Qingyang was instantly horrified, no longer maintaining his previous composure.

He also activated his secret technique, the Seven Fiends’ Sword Condensation Technique, spewing a black Sword Energy from his mouth, rapidly meeting the incoming Blood Sword Energy.

“Bang…”

A loud noise followed as the two Sword Energies collided fiercely and then vanished into the void, with the surrounding area suddenly swept by a fierce Gang Wind.

“Go!”

Lu Li, unwilling to tarry any longer in battle, shouted to Gu Yueer, and then the two of them quickly retreated.

In just a few breaths, they had disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Lu Qingyang watched the two leave, his face still filled with shock for a long time.

He did not order a pursuit; this person’s strength was too frightening, completely not inferior to his own.

The surrounding group of Devil Servants all wore disbelieving expressions.

The always superior Demon Prince of Moon had actually been defeated, defeated by an unknown figure!

Lu Qingyang remained silent for a moment and then promptly ordered a retreat, the huge vessel slowly heading back.

…

In a strange sea region.

Lu Li stood above the sea surface, looking helplessly at Gu Yueer not far away.

“You are already safe, why are you still following me?”

Tears welled up in Gu Yueer’s eyes, “My grandfather was killed by them; I have nowhere else to go now. Are you from a family or a Sect, could you perhaps introduce me…”

“I am an Alchemist, and I won’t let it be difficult for you.”

Lu Li was taken aback by the news and hadn’t expected that the old man had already perished.

“Condolences to you, my fellow daoist, I’m merely a nominal Guest Elder under the Lu Family of Mystic Moon Island.”

Thinking that the other was an Alchemist, his eyes lit up, and he casually mentioned his status as a Guest Elder.

“How may I address you, fellow daoist?”

Gu Yueer nodded.

“I am Guo An.”

Lu Li’s face remained impassive before he turned and walked away.

At that moment, Gu Yueer suddenly called out to him.

“Please wait, fellow daoist.”

Lu Li stopped, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Gu Yueer’s face was marked with misery; she then took out two spirit eggs from the Spiritual Beast Bag.

The eggs were smooth and shiny, one glowing a hundred miles bright red and the other completely snowy white.

“To repay the great kindness of Daoist Guo, I would like to gift these two Snow Cloud Chicken spirit eggs to you, fellow daoist. They were left to me by my grandfather, and I have no use for them.”

Seeing this, Lu Li’s expression changed slightly; the two eggs were clearly different, a male and a female, that could hatch a group of spiritual materials, of no small value.

“Aren’t you afraid I might kill you and steal these treasures, fellow daoist?”

“Daoist Guo is a good person, not like those Demon Path robbers.”

Gu Yueer raised her eyebrows.

Lu Li’s expression turned a bit awkward, then he accepted the two spirit eggs handed to him.

It seemed that Gu Yueer, having always been under her grandfather’s protection, was still somewhat naïve.

He then took out a top-quality, red Flying Sword and handed it over.

“I won’t take too much advantage of you, fellow daoist. Let this Flying Sword be my gift in return.”

Seeing the Flying Sword before her, Gu Yueer was astonished.

With its fiery-red body in a dazzling cascade of color, it was clearly no ordinary artifact. She loved it at first sight, especially since she had just broken through the late stages of Qi Refinement and no longer needed to purchase a Magic Artifact.

“Thank you, fellow daoist.”

She accepted the Flying Sword with a delighted expression.

Seeing that she had taken the sword, Lu Li no longer lingered and turned to fly away.

………

Over ten days later.

Gu Yueer arrived at Mystic Moon Island and, with her outstanding alchemy skills, smoothly joined the Lu Family.

She began to inquire everywhere about Guo An.

However, to her surprise, there was no such person in the ranks of the Lu Family’s Guest Elders, and even the appearance didn’t match.

It made her quite puzzled.

“Could he not actually be a Guest Elder of the Lu Family?”

“Then why did he encourage me to join the Lu Family?”

Unable to understand, now that she had settled down, she stopped pondering over it and turned to the Alchemy Hall to begin her daily practice of alchemy.

………

Heavenly Demon Sect, within a cave.

Lu Qingyang had been quite out of luck recently, as the tale of his defeat by an ordinary Cultivator at the Gala Sea Domain spread far and wide within the sect.

It had utterly humiliated him, and rage roiled in him like volcanic fury.

To think a Devil Servant dared betray him, did they really think his sword was not sharp enough?

Being in the Demon Sect, he knew one truth well: only the merciless survive, not just towards enemies, but towards oneself as well.

For the Seven Fiends’ Sword Condensation Technique, he had endured over a decade in the Ice Cave, gathering the Aura of the Blood Fiend to achieve his current status.

And yet, his recent foray into the sea had met with such a setback.

Lu Qingyang then left the cave, determined to vent the fire in his heart.

At that moment, a man with a cold expression approached.

“Lu Qingyang, if you’re not up to it, step aside. To be defeated by an obscure Cultivator, what a disgrace to the face of our True Disciples of the Demon Sect.”

The words left Lu Qingyang chill, a murderous intent boiling in his heart.

It was the truth, and he didn’t bother to argue.

You’ll meet this person sooner or later, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Lu Qingyang sneered to himself repeatedly.