Chapter 591 - 384: Huajin Achieved! The Lu Family Betrayed by Masters of the Art Gate

Chapter 591: Chapter 384: Huajin Achieved! The Lu Family Betrayed by Masters of the Art Gate

Three luxury cars screeched to a halt ten meters from Lu Xuan, the tires shrieking against the asphalt.

Before the drivers could get out, the rear door was violently pushed open from inside.

Three elderly men with snow-white hair stumbled out.

They wore bespoke suits, their Patek Philippe watches reflecting the sunlight, yet at this moment they looked pallid beyond belief.

"Father! Your sons are unfilial!"

The elderly man in the Tang suit, leading the two others, suddenly knelt down, their knees hitting the stone slabs heavily.

The eight middle-aged men behind the old men saw this and immediately followed suit, shouting in unison.

"Grandfather!"

Their kowtowing posture was so practiced, it was as if they had done it a thousand times before.

The aristocrats who usually controlled billion-dollar corporations and could shake the financial world with a stomp were now trembling like errant children.

Mountain winds tugged at Lu Xuan’s hem, and he lowered his eyes to look at these descendants of his own bloodline.

In the next moment, the mountain wind ceased abruptly, even the insects fell silent.

Kneeling foremost was the elderly man in a Tang suit—Lu Yuliang, the eldest son of Lu Xuan’s original form, who once held power as the third most influential figure in Yingnan City, now completely stripped of his dignity.

His meticulously combed silver hair was disheveled by the mountain wind, revealing a face marked by wrinkles yet still strong.

His stiff straight back trembled slightly, and the hem of his expensive Tang suit was already stained with dust.

On the left stood Lu Yulong, the second son of Lu Xuan’s original form, dressed in white martial arts attire.

The owner of Yingnan City’s largest martial arts gym, "Wanhe Gui Liu Boxing Martial Arts Hall," and a member of the Yifeng Province Ancient Martial Arts Association, an elder figure.

A national martial arts expert at Dark Energy Perfection, only one step away from achieving the Huajin realm and becoming a grandmaster of his generation.

Even while kneeling, his figure remained as upright as a pine, his hands on his knees in the ancient martial salutation of "Five Hearts Facing Heaven."

Faint scars from past duels were visible on his wrist, peeking out from the martial arts attire sleeves.

This venerable figure of the Yifeng Province Ancient Martial Arts world seemed like a disciple newly admitted to the sect, reverently bowing his head, awaiting his father’s rebuke.

To the right was the third son, Lu Yuhong, smartly dressed in a suit, his priceless Patek Philippe watch striking against the stones.

The wealthiest man ranked in the top ten in Yifeng Province, the head of Huafu Real Estate Group.

At this moment, he was cowering like a child, his bespoke suit soiled with dust.

The eight middle-aged men kneeling behind the three elderly men varied in appearance but were equally humble.

The four entrepreneurs in suits on the left—their faces frequently graced the covers of finance magazines, and the value of their tourbillon watches on their wrists was enough to buy half a commercial street.

At this moment, these financial tycoons were bowing their foreheads against the rough concrete ground in the most precise kowtow posture.

The two middle-aged men in administrative jackets in the center—rising stars of Yifeng Province’s political scene.

Their kneeling posture was rigid, but they dared not move an inch for fear of disturbing the elderly man before them.

To the far right, the scene drastically changed.

A burly man with a Cyan Dragon tattoo on his neck, a scar barely visible under his golden watch—owner of Yingnan City’s largest nightclub, "Golden Goblet Jade Cup."

The other was a wiry man, seemingly ordinary but actually the head of the underworld that controlled the entire Yingnan underground forces.

These figures who usually commanded wind and rain were now like grandchildren, not daring to make any move.

Though they were literally grandsons...

"Father..."

Lu Yuliang’s Adam’s apple rolled with difficulty, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing together.

This old man, once a storm in Yingnan City’s political arena, now had his forehead pressed hard against the ground, even his breathing was trembling: "It’s we sons who are unfilial... and have disturbed your tranquility."

The mountain wind suddenly turned fierce, blowing his gray hair into disarray.

"At home..." his voice choked: "Something’s happened, someone has targeted our Lu Family."

At this moment, Lu Yulong beside him suddenly kowtowed forcefully, his martial arts-trained hard forehead making a dull thud against the stone slab.

"Only you, Father, can save the Lu Family from this peril!"

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (fifth reincarnation)

Realm: Master of Huajin (Perfection)

Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist 4/9

Points: 0

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, mountain winds passing through his silvery hair but not lifting a corner of his black mandarin jacket.

The slightly forward-leaning arch of his back resembled an ancient pine weathered by time, with an arc aged by the years yet inexplicably reassuring.

The back of his hand, mottled with age spots, had slightly bulging veins, but it harbored a power that would astonish the world with its explosiveness.

Lu Xuan’s crow’s feet slowly smoothed out, yet they only emphasized the clarity of his eyes, as if they were deep pools.

"Speak."

A single word uttered so casually it made the surrounding mountain winds pause.

At this moment, the owner of Yingnan City’s famous nightclub, Lu Guangchen, a direct grandson of the Lu Family’s third generation, hurriedly knelt and crawled to Lu Xuan, his forehead touching the ground trembling as he spoke.

"Grandfather, it’s all because of my failure to discipline my son, that prodigal has caused immense trouble, nearly shaking the very foundation of our Lu Family!"

His voice trembled as he continued to report.

"That prodigal... that prodigal has dared to provoke a high-ranking practitioner from the Arts Sect, and has inadvertently killed the son of the other...

Now the high practitioner is hiding in the shadows, casting curses upon our Lu Family!"

"Not long after, it was that wretched brat who received the first retribution!"

Lu Guangchen’s voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot: "Now, your great-grandson lies on a sickbed at home, clinging to life...

But then, even my usually obedient little daughter suddenly fell into a frenzy, and even held a knife intending to kill her own father..."

"So, my eldest uncle hurriedly invited another high-ranking practitioner from the Arts Sect for help, but that gentleman took one look and said... said our Lu Family is under a dark spell!"

"But who could have expected..."

Lu Guangchen trembled all over, his voice filled with despair: "That high practitioner, in a duel across space, couldn’t even withstand a single round!"

"Instantly suffering a backlash from a magic skill, blood flowing from all seven orifices to death!"

"Finally, my eldest uncle, second uncle, and father sought to invite another expert for aid."

"But the entire Yifeng Province’s Arts Sect circle, not knowing who’s behind it, simultaneously decided to... turn a blind eye to the Lu Family’s plight!"

If it were only a mere high practitioner from the Arts Sect, how could the mighty Lu Family fear?

At worst, they would spend heavily to recruit remarkable talents and scholars from Yifeng Province.

One wasn’t enough then hire ten, ten weren’t enough then hire a hundred, a thousand...

But... but who could have anticipated that not one Arts Sect practitioner in the whole Yifeng Province dared to accept the Lu Family’s invitation!

This was truly deadly...

Clearly, the hidden hand behind all this was the true demon threatening the Lu Family’s life.

As for the practitioner from the Arts Sect... was merely a pawn sent to probe the way.

Regarding practitioners from outside Yifeng Province, the Lu Family couldn’t readily find anyone.

In utter desperation, Lu Yuliang and the others finally remembered the true pillar of the Lu Family.

Their father, Lu Xuan, who lived and nourished his life atop the deep mountain peaks!