Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

"Shen Lang!" Que De called Shen Lang in a low voice and pointed to the sky. A few bats were flying low in the sky, chasing a few flying insects.    

    

As the bugs fled, they flew into the sky ditch. A bat rushed down to continue capturing them. Just as it entered the sky ditch, a light flashed and the bat instantly turned into dust.    

    

If the bugs could go in, the bigger the bats wouldn't be able to.    

    

"Someone's coming!"    

    

Shen Lang and Que De were hiding their presence. They were crawling in the grass when they saw four people walk in from the direction of the valley. Each of them was carrying a black cloth bag.    

    

Judging by the shape and size of the bags, they must have contained several people, and several women.    

    

The four of them walked to the edge of the sky ditch and followed the small path to where Shen Lang and Que De were. Finally, they stopped at a distance of 50 to 60 meters from them, and the person at the front moved away the grass in front of them. There was an unremarkable stone in the grass, about the size of a basketball.    

    

The man leaned over, bit his fingertip, and dripped a few drops of blood on the rock. The blood dripped onto the rock and was quickly absorbed by the rock. There was not a single trace left on the surface of the rock.    

    

After dripping his blood, he waited for a few seconds before the leader picked up the black sack that had been left on the ground and jumped down into the sinkhole.    

    

The three people behind him followed and all jumped down.    

    

In less than five minutes, those few men had already finished their task. Without a word, they returned to the valley along the same route.    

    

Shen Lang and Que De waited for another ten minutes. Seeing that there was no activity in the valley and no one else's aura was approaching, they continued to move towards that rock.    

    

When they arrived near the rock, Shen Lang took out the blood sample bottle and crushed one of it and spilled the blood on the rock.    

    

Just like before, the stone instantly absorbed the blood, while at the edge of the Sky Cavern, a blurry, semi-transparent light curtain appeared. It was only the size of a fist at the start, but it quickly expanded to the size of a door.    

    

Shen Lang immediately jumped towards the virtual screen.    

    

Que De followed closely behind.    

    

Passing through that layer of light, Shen Lang and Que De landed on a flight of stairs that led downwards.    

    

Outside the formation, the scene was completely different. Upon entering the formation, the two discovered that it was different from the ancient trees they saw outside, different from the gravestones they imagined.    

    

Within, there were small bridges, flowing water, and pavilions. The environment was extremely elegant, and all types of precious birds and strange beasts roamed about within the forest. It was a completely small world.    

    

"Damn it, the treatment of the dead is even better than the living." Que De sighed.    

    

"There are more dead people here." Shen Lang said, "Have you ever seen a dead person that would play with women?"    

    

"It must be an old rogue." Que De said, "After those people came in, they would go back and forth in less than five minutes. According to their speed, it's been two minutes and they should be walking 300 meters inside. It's not hard to find a place. "    

    

It was still Que De who led the way. Shen Lang followed closely behind and looked around vigilantly.    

    

The steamed bun stuck its little head out of Que De's pocket and looked around excitedly.    

    

Very quickly, the two of them arrived in front of an ancient building.    

    

The walls of the ancient building were likely part of the effect of isolating the aura. Only when one was close enough would one be able to sense the aura fluctuations within.    

    

Shen Lang sensed an aura inside. It was very powerful, but very unstable.    

    

They were four Source Cultivator s only in the General Rank realm, and their auras were similar to the auras of the few women that the few of them had brought in with them in a black cloth bag.    

    

Shen Lang and Que De continued to conceal their presence as they approached the ancient building quietly.    

    

Shen Lang saw a few birds circling in the night sky while chirping. They picked up a small stone bullet and threw it into the air, hitting a flying bird on its wings.    

    

"Caw …"    

    

The flying beast was in pain. It squeaked loudly. With the cover of the shouts, the two of them quickly pushed open the ancient building's door and entered. Then, they closed the door and locked it.    

    

The sound of the door opening and closing was completely drowned out by the cries of the birds.    

    

After entering the ancient building, the two of them followed the fluctuations of the Qi and headed straight for the master bedroom.    

    

The door to the master bedroom was slightly ajar, so Que De peeked inside.    

    

The first thing he saw was a strong, bronze-colored body. It had no shirt on, and its ash-gray hair was loose on its back. The powerful aura that they felt was emitted by this person.    

    

The man held a black whip in his hand. There was even some blood on the whip.    

    

Que De looked again and saw four naked young girls hanging in front of the man. Their snow-white bodies were covered in shocking wounds. Without even thinking, it was obvious that it was caused by the whip in the man's hand.    

    

The four young girls were still conscious, their hands tied and hanging in the air. Their faces were full of pain and terror, but they couldn't make any sound. They could only twist their bodies non-stop.    

    

And this kind of futile and perverted struggle, seemed to make the man with his back towards Shen Lang and Que De even more excited, and even his breathing became heavier.    

    

Seeing this scene, Que De's eyes turned red and he quietly pulled out the Claw Knife at his waist.    

    

Shen Lang saw this, but he did not stop Que De. He knew that what happened to the four girls in the room must have brought back Que De's painful memory. It reminded him of Sister Jun, whom he had searched for nearly twenty years but had died to save him.    

    

The man inside possessed the same level of Source Power Level as Grandma Xue, who was at the perfection-stage of the ninth level of the True Rank. However, the aura of this man gave off a very superficial feeling, not as condensed and stable as Grandma Xue's, nor as firm as a boulder.    

    

After seeing that man's actions, Shen Lang could easily guess that this guy used the nefarious method of harvesting Yin and Yang energy to forcefully raise his realm. If he did not take the right path and chose a shortcut, the results obtained from his cultivation would not be as good as the results obtained from taking one step at a time.    

    

Que De quietly approached the door and gently pushed it open. Suddenly, he exerted force through his legs and jumped into the master bedroom like an arrow.    

    

Shen Lang walked into the master bedroom, without even looking at the situation between Que De and the man, he flicked his fingers and released a few source energy cords that separated the four girls from each other and then wrapped them with a ball of source energy before slowly falling to the ground. At the same time, he used Golden Light of Secret Arts to help the few girls heal their wounds, then he opened the wardrobe and found a few new sets of men's clothing for them.    

    

Although it was a man's clothes, it was better than not hanging on for once.