Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family

Chapter 2220: 598: Lu Changsheng, Aren’t You Proud of Yourself Now!

The three of them entered the hall, and Xiao Xiyue instinctively glanced at her master’s abdomen as she clasped her hands in salute.

Underneath the colorful palace dress, the stomach was very flat, showing no signs of pregnancy.

However, as a Nascent Soul True Lord, concealing whether one is pregnant is extremely easy.

Xiao Xiyue didn’t look much, nor dared to look more, she operated her "Supreme Forgetful Love Technique," keeping her heart clear as ice, calm even if the sky were to fall.

Lu Shouzheng raised his eyes, directly looking at the illusion-like, peerless goddess engulfed in colorful radiance above the hall.

Blurry and indistinct, hard to discern.

But the next moment, he saw her eyes shimmering brightly, as if containing a galaxy, filled with grace, majesty, and dignity.

Those eyes were fixed on him, seeming to see him thoroughly and clearly.

Lu Shouzheng’s heart tightened, feeling both fear and awe, instinctively wanting to avoid and lower his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

But recalling this was his mother’s ancestral master, he resisted his instincts, striving to meet the ancestral master’s gaze."Are you Qing Yi’s child?"

Yun Wanshang did not look at Lu Changsheng or Xiao Xiyue, only at the young man in front, asking softly, yet her voice carried indescribable authority.

Xiao Xiyue paused at the words, feeling somewhat nervous inside.

Lu Changsheng maintained a calm demeanor, placing his hand on his son’s shoulder to relieve his pressure.

Even though Yun Wanshang did not display any hint of magic power mechanism.

However, having recently advanced to Nascent Soul and being pregnant, nurturing a sword embryo, still formed some invisible pressure.

Lu Shouzheng immediately relaxed, confidently but humbly said, "Mother is from Qingyun Sect, Caiyun Peak, Chu Qingyi."

"Hmm."

Yun Wanshang’s expression remained unchanged.

Upon first seeing Lu Shouzheng, she had guessed he was the son of her disciple Chu Qingyi and Lu Changsheng.

Next, her gaze turned to Xiao Xiyue, dressed in a moon-white dress, her expression coldly pure, questioning, "Xi Yue, why when I returned to the sect, did you not report Shouzheng’s situation at the earliest?"

Even though the master’s voice was extremely calm, Xiao Xiyue sensed an underlying, infinite anger.

As Lu Changsheng had said, the master had long noticed the matter between him and the senior sister.

Therefore, she had mentally prepared for Shouzheng’s situation.

Beyond these, the master was more upset about her concealing numerous matters!

"Disciple was wrong."

Xiao Xiyue did not defend herself, bowing to admit her mistake.

Upon entering the Colorful Cloud Lineage, her master Yun Wanshang had guided her into Tao, taught her cultivation, being both teacher and mother.

Yet, she had concealed numerous matters from the master, even prioritizing informing Lu Changsheng about the matter of her nephew Lu Shouzheng, rather than reporting to the master.

"You take Shouzheng out first."

Yun Wanshang said to Xiao Xiyue, her calm and indifferent voice filled with unquestionable authority.

"Master..." Xiao Xiyue’s expression changed drastically at the words, realizing the master might act against Lu Changsheng.

"Xi Yue, take Shouzheng out."

Lu Changsheng raised his hand, standing before her, saying he would never let his wife and child stand before him.

"Obey."

Upon coming, Lu Changsheng had anticipated Yun Wanshang’s anger.

After all, going out for a while, one disciple had a child, while the other hid everything from her; not being angry in such a situation would be the real issue.

Yet, in bringing Xiao Xiyue and Lu Shouzheng over, there was no intention of using them as shields.

Xiao Xiyue hesitated slightly at the words, then took Lu Shouzheng out of the hall.

"Boom!"

As soon as they stepped out, the hall doors closed with a thunderous boom.

Immediately, Xiao Xiyue felt a magic power mechanism akin to a vast ocean.

Despite the master’s efforts to suppress it, preventing magic power from leaking out of the hall.

Yet, the elusive magic power mechanism still made her sense incomparably dangerous, her expression worriedly looking toward the hall.

"Aunt Master, will my father be alright?"

Although young, Lu Shouzheng was precocious, sensing the hall’s atmosphere was off.

Acknowledging the ancestral master was likely enraged over his mother and father’s situation.

"Rest assured."

Xiao Xiyue said softly, though her beautiful eyes showed a hint of worry.

...

Inside Caiyun Hall.

Lu Changsheng allowed Yun Wanshang’s great hand of magical power, akin to moving mountains and seas, to strike him, his steps staggering back, his qi-blood surging throughout his body.

"Lu Changsheng, are you feeling quite proud now!"

With her colorful dress fluttering, Yun Wanshang coldly watched Lu Changsheng, the subtle pressure of her Nascent Soul overbearing like tidal waves, filling the entire hall, making it hard to breathe.

"No."

Lu Changsheng said with a bitter smile.

From a male perspective, such matters may indeed elicit some pride.

Yet for Yun Wanshang, the involved party, that is far from the case.

Gazing at the poised, stunning Yun Wanshang before him, Lu Changsheng hesitated a moment, saying slowly, "I, Lu Changsheng, able to receive the deep love of Caiyun, Xi Yue, and Qing Yi three people, is truly a fortune crafted over lifetimes, some pride is inevitable."

"But I’m also aware this matter will cause you undue grievances..."

Before Lu Changsheng could finish, Yun Wanshang coldly interrupted, "Save your flowery words, you already knew Shouzheng’s matter long ago!"

"Regarding Shouzheng’s matter, I only found out upon returning, therefore, after handling household affairs, I brought him first hoping to provide them mother and son a status."

Even though Lu Changsheng had long learned of his son Lu Shouzheng’s situation through the system, considering it might incite more fury in Yun Wanshang, he opted for a benevolent lie.

Moreover, without the system, he would have been unaware of this matter.

"Status?"

Yun Wanshang snorted, her expression bearing a touch of subtle disdain, "The status of Changsheng True Master, or Yangming True Master, or perhaps Dream City Master?"