Level Up in Martial World

"Uhm," Feng merely nodded.

"Leader!" The soldier shouted with excitement as they saw Lu Zhen descend from the sky, their eyes filled with reverence.

They had witnessed Lu Zhen's dominating power as he effortlessly traversed the battlefield, easily defeating even hundreds of second-stage martial artists. He had even vanquished the grim reaper, which had brought despair to the army.

Now, it seemed he had reached the first-stage martial artist level.

It wouldn't be honest to say there wasn't some horror and envy towards him, but reverence and loyalty had been deeply ingrained in their hearts. With the generous rewards he had given, even a fool would want to serve Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen casually nodded.

"All of the fallen brothers will receive compensation, and those who fought bravely will be rewarded according to their merit," Lu Zhen said generously with a wave of his hand.

With the resources of the entire Phoenix City, it was no exaggeration to say that he could sustain the army, even if there were millions of high-ranking martial artist soldiers.

"Lu Zhen," Lily called out, immediately running to embrace him with tears in her eyes. "I was so scared for your life… wuwuwu…"

Lu Zhen gently patted her on the head.

"Is this another one of our sisters?" Xia Mei asked, looking at the woman with a willow waist being embraced by Lu Zhen, her eyes shining.

"Who knows," Lu Zhen replied with a mysterious smile, not saying much more.

"Hmph," Xia Mei snorted, shaking her head. "You are too horny."

"Hahaha," Lu Zhen laughed, not saying much more. The soldiers didn't dare to listen to what their master was talking about, while Lu Ming just smiled with a proud expression.

"That's my grandson," Lu Ming said, giving a thumbs up.

Fang Ying just shook his head speechlessly. Although he planned to give his daughter to Lu Zhen, if he had so many harems, he could only ask for his daughter's opinion on the matter. But considering Lu Zhen's handsome face and the strong imperial aura he naturally exuded, it would be hard for his daughter to resist.

"Forget it, I'll deal with that in the future," he sighed.

Lu Zhen embraced Feng with one arm and Lily with the other as he slowly walked inside the city.

"Ancestor, is it finally time?" he suddenly asked.

"Yes," came the reply.

When the two heard this, their expressions grew serious.

"Alright, it's time."

Lu Zhen's gaze turned to Xia Mei, which made her blush and avoid his burning stare.

To be honest, Xia Mei had been wholly devoted to him already. As long as he gave orders, she followed them directly while blushing.

Just like the other women, with Lu Zhen's handsome appearance and his care and concern towards them (aside from when they were in bed), he had fully conquered them. Even the concubines were already wholeheartedly conquered.

With his bed skill, that could make a woman beg for mercy naturally he was proud of it, especially for a body cultivator like him taking all of them wasn't hard at all.

They returned to their residence.

However, to Lu Zhen's surprise, he found his mother soaked in blood and carrying a corpse.

A corpse!?

Lu Zhen immediately let go of the two women in his embrace and sprinted towards her with a worried expression.

"Mother, are you alright?" he asked with concern, not bothering to look at the corpse. With a simple glance, he could see that only her clothes were stained with blood and that she had no injuries, although there was a faint bruise on her cheek.

"What happened?"

Lu Zhen's eyes were filled with worry even seeing the slight bruise. He lightly pointed at the bruise, and plant Qi combined with his true form passed through his finger, instantly healing it.

"Sigh," Mother Lu sighed, a satisfied smile on her face seeing her son's concern.

"Nothing happened, just that a traitor wanted to defect and almost attacked you," Lu Ying said with an unconcealed murderous aura.

Lu Zhen glanced slightly at the corpse in her hand and could immediately figure out what had happened. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind before his eyes showed a look of understanding.

"Sigh."

Even Lu Zhen couldn't help but sigh. He had already discerned his father's intentions a long time ago, but he didn't make a move mostly because he was still his father. Even if he sent a spy, Lu Zhen could tolerate it.

But he didn't expect his own father to be so narrow-minded as to betray his own family out of jealousy.

Naturally, the corpse that Lu Ying was holding was Lu Huan, his father.

Lu Zhen had mixed feelings about this but quickly adapted to the situation.

A strange silence filled the surroundings, heavy with depression.

Lu Zhen looked at Lu Ming with curious eyes. Lu Ming didn't show much emotion; there was even coldness in his eyes.

"Those who defect from the family are punishable by death, and he deserved such a fate," Lu Ming said in a light tone, devoid of much emotion.

"As expected of an old monster," Lu Zhen mumbled to himself.

The most important part was the bloodline, and his father had mediocre talent and was narrow-minded. If not for his mother, he wouldn't have even been allowed to sit in the patriarch's seat.

There was a long silence, as if in a tacit understanding among this group of individuals.

With that, the matter was over.

However, as a son, Lu Zhen still had to fulfil his duty and cremate Lu Huan's corpse.

This was his duty as a son and he couldn't shrink away neither did he want.

Watching the burning fire, he had mixed feelings, but that was it. Attempting to kill his own family was the greatest sin a person could commit.

Lu Zhen returned to his palace and walked directly to a narrow, dark dungeon hidden beneath it.

"Miss Feng, how are you doing?" he asked.