Lu Yuanzhong didn't think much and immediately sent a telepathic message back.
"Order the family to seal off Qingzhu Mountain, and have everyone enter a state of alert," he commanded.
To guard against any possible spies or demon cultivators, or any other families causing trouble at this crucial time.
But when he thought of other families causing trouble, his thoughts drifted to Lu Miao Feng's previous incident, and his expression darkened ever so slightly.
At this very moment.
Inside the cave dwelling.
Lu Miaoge, with her delicate features and fair skin, sat crossed-legged with her eyes closed, akin to a solitary snow lotus from the Tianshan, independent of the world.
She endured the relentless bombardment of the majestic spiritual energy as it assailed her body and meridians.
Lu Changsheng, witnessing this scene, promptly slapped his storage bag to avert any shortage of spiritual energy. One after another, middle-grade spirit stones flew out.