Chapter 427: Song Familys Invitation! (1/2)

Lu Xingkong saw the hopeful look in Lu Qingming's eyes, and let out a long inward sigh.

He knew what his son was thinking, but now really was not the time to erupt that volcano.

At this critical moment, who knows if the magma of the volcano would end up hurting the Lu family's enemy or the Lu clan?

After all, the Lu family had treated this child badly.

Lu Xingkong turned to Li Muyang to say aloud, “Muyang, ever since you came to Tiandu, us two have not had a good chat. I have always wondered that, you have been cultivating for less than a year, what realm you are in now?”

Li Muyang maintained a calm outward exterior, though was nervous and worried inwardly.

He had too many mysteries and secrets on him, and too many things that were hard to explain to anyone.

Whether it was the Tear of the Dragon King or the Heart of the Weak Water, both were not something that could be made clear to outsiders. Even to Lu Qingming, who saw him as his son, and the old man, who regarded him as his grandson, he could not explain the truth to them—

However, if he were to tell them of his real cultivation level, then, how should he explain how he could kill Cui Zhaoren who was of the upper stages of the Free clouds realm and Mu Yubai a cultivator of the upper stages of the Withering Glory realm?

It should be said that a realm was a heavy mountain. There was a huge difference in levels between him and them. On that basis, he should have been no match for them.

But strangely, why would they be defeated at his hands?

The elder had asked a question and he must answer it.

Li Muyang looked at Lu Xingkong, smiled and attempted to explain: “Grandfather Lu, my cultivation realm, I am not too familiar, it's sometimes high and sometimes low. At critical times my strength is a little abnormal, but usually it is quite ordinary.”

He was brus.h.i.+ng off the question.

Li Muyang hoped to blur and dilute the question about his cultivation realm, cover up the unspeakable secrets of his body.

“When one's life is at danger, one really can bring out the great potential in one's body.” Lu Xingkong nodded his head, then looked firmly at Li Muyang and asked again, “You haven't answered my question yet. What cultivation realm are you at now? High Mountain? Free clouds? Or is it Withered Glory?”

“——”

“What? Is it inconvenient to say?” Lu Xingkong's gaze was fixed on Li Muyang, asking in a loud voice.

“No, no.” Li Muyang turned away, embarra.s.sed, and said with a smile, “Actually——I am at the Empty valley realm.”

“Empty valley?” Lu Xingkong was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled heartily. “Boy, you're still thinking about hiding in front of us.”