Chapter 473: Take A Chance! (1/2)

“Father——” Lu Qingming leapt into the air, grabbing hold of Lu Xingkong who was about to fall.

Looking at Lu Xingkong's deathly pale face and the blood at the corners of his mouth, he asked anxiously, “Father, how are you?”

“Don't worry.” Lu Xingkong's voice was hoa.r.s.e, qi and blood boiling in his body, and his heart and mind were unceasingly agitated. Looking at the silver dragon in the sky that had been severed into two by a giant golden hand, he said, “No need to worry.”

“Father, withdraw from the battle, let son fight the battle for you.” Lu Qingming's eyes were red, voice quivering with grief and indignation.

They had expected this hurdle to be extremely difficult to get through.

However, no one had thought that it would be this hard. The opponent wanted to kill the entire Lu family to the last one, capture them all in one go

Li Muyang was seriously wounded by them, exhausted to the point that he couldn't stand up, and even now they were still accusing him as being part of the Dragon Clan.

Now, it was his father's turn——did they want to kill his father, too?

Li Muyang couldn't die. Li Muyang was the hope of the Lu family.

His Father can't die, either. His Father was the backbone of the Lu family.

So, he would die in their place.

If the Lu family had to abandon a human life on this Mist Mountain, then Lu Qingming hoped it would be his life.

Only then would he be willing to accept this worst outcome but the best result.

“No.” Lu Xingkong's voice was deep like a tiger's roar. “Cultivation is similar to climbing a mountain. The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the more difficult it is to climb. The tiniest gap of difference in cultivation realm will be reflected. There is not that much difference between him and I, but there was still nothing I could do. Your realm is too far away from his, I fear you will be defeated in his hands after but one round.”

“But Father——”

“No need to say anymore, I don't agree.” Lu Xingkong lowered his voice to a whisper. “Qingming, Promise me one thing.”

“Father, just say it——whatever it is, I will promise you. Lu Qingming, holding onto Lu Xingkong's body, slowly landed on the ground, and reached out to transfer his essential qi into his body to help balance Lu Xingkong's body of qi as well as to recover quickly.

“Don't waste your strength.” Lu Xingkong stopped him. “You need to save these strength to do something important.”

“Father, what do you want me to do?”

Lu Xingkong swept his eyes over to the battle platform. From the beginning to now, he had been continuously making a move, but Song Gudu was still standing there motionless.

On the basis of this, it was already clear of how terrifying the gap between the two was.

In the face of an even more powerful force that one was unable to contend with, that helplessness and sullen feeling deep in one's heart were difficult to make known to others.

“In a moment when Song Gudu and I are fighting, find a way to escape with Li Muyang.” Lu Xingkong said in a low voice. “Don't go home, the farther you go, the better——”

“What does Father mean——” Lu Qingming looked terrified.

“It started early.” Lu Xingkong drew a deep breath. “Song Gudu has suddenly stepped into the Astral projection realm, and immediately launched an attack at our Lu family. It seems he is already impatient. The situation is so chaotic that it is necessary to bring them away immediately. Otherwise I'm afraid it'll be too late.”

“Is it really that dangerous?” Lu Qingming said unbelievably. “Is it really that easy for them to uproot a family of thousands of year old?”

“If they were just after my Lu family, the situation would be a little more simple.” Lu Xingkong stated with a worried face. “They are after even more.”

“Now – is it really——the best time?” Lu Qingming murmured.

Lu Xingkong fixed his eyes on the high platform. “If I were Song Gudu, I would also make the same choice as him. There is no better time than today.”

“But Father——”

“Remember what I said. No matter what, find a way to flee with Li Muyang.” Lu Xingkong repeated, worried that Lu Qingming's softhearted nature would ruin the plan. “Xiao Yu's side, I've already made some arrangements. When your side have fled, they will also act at the same time——Go, the further the better. Go to Wind City. Follow the strategy we discussed earlier.”

“Yes, Father.” Lu Qingming said, biting his teeth. “But, father, what about you?”

“I have a way to escape.” Lu Xingkong said sternly. “Because Song Gudu has stepped into the Astral projection realm, it really ruined some of our deployment, making things worse to our already bad situation——but, in the end, there will be a solution.”

Lu Xingkong pushed Lu Qingming away, shook off the dust on him, soared, and once again leapt to stand in front of Song Gudu.