Qingzhu Mountain.
Inside a grand hall.
"What, you say you were ambushed on your way back, the Second Elder was intercepted, and Changsheng, in order to lure the enemies away, was chased by three robber cultivators and now his whereabouts are unknown!"
Lu Yuanding's expression darkened instantly upon hearing his daughter Lu Miaohuan's words.
"Yes, Father, at that time, we were being chased by three Energy Refinement Late Stage robber cultivators. Uncle Yuanhua tried to lead them away, but Changsheng, to ensure our safe escape, voluntarily left the flying boat, attempting to draw one away by himself."
"But in the end, all three robber cultivators went after Lu Changsheng."
Lu Miaohuan said, her eyes red and her voice choked with emotion.
All this time, the image of Lu Changsheng stepping off the flying boat and standing on the magic artifact to lead the robber cultivators away kept reappearing in her mind.