All Chapters of Lucky Son in Law: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131: The Thousand Disaster Island
The dimensional gate tore open above the Skull Valley at dawn, a wound of purple light that bled raw energy into the grey-green sky. From the arena floor, the remaining participants rose in a stream of steel and flesh—the eight surviving Demons, the elite fighters who had clawed their way through the elimination rounds, and a handful of dark horse cultivators who had bet everything on this final gamble. War airships, black and spiked, hovered at the gate's edge, their decks crowded with the condemned. This was not a march to glory. This was a mass grave waiting to be filled.Lucas stood at the rail of the command ship, Ivy at his side. Her Frost Sword was strapped across her back, her silver hair tied tight, her eyes the cold mercury of a woman who had already calculated every possible angle of attack. He had not asked her to stay behind. He had learned long ago that Ivy was not the kind of partner who waited in pavilions while the world burned.The herald's voice, amplified and tremb
Chapter 132: The Tiger Faction's Trap
The frozen crater was silent. Lucas's pulse of dragon aura had rolled across the Thousand Disaster Island like a thunderclap, and every predator who had felt it had made a choice. Most chose distance. The lesser fighters, the dark horses who had survived the arena through cunning rather than power, scattered into the jungles and swamps, their ambitions shriveled by the raw pressure of what waited at the island's center. Even a few of the remaining Demons, those who had watched the spider and the iron giant die in minutes, decided that discretion was the better part of survival.But not everyone feared the monster in the crater. Some calculated that monsters could be trapped.The Golden Tiger Faction knew traps. They had built an empire of blood on them. As the third-largest assassin guild in the Dark Continent, their methods were not heroic charges or honorable duels. They surrounded. They isolated. They strangled their prey with formations and numbers until even the strongest cultiva
Chapter 133: A One-Sided Path of Ruin
The black ice had barely finished its crawl across the crater floor when Lucas moved. The Tiger Chief's golden mask was still frosted over, his clawed hand still reaching for his fallen serrated blade. The five hundred assassins of the Golden Tiger Faction stood paralyzed, their hooked chains frozen to their palms, their breath crystallizing in their lungs. The Sky-Swallowing Net, that legendary formation which had caged calamity beasts for forty days, groaned above them like a dying animal.Lucas lifted his right foot and brought it down.The stomp was not violent. It was precise. A single, deliberate impact against the frozen obsidian at his feet, and the Black Ice that had coated the crater answered its master's call.From the frozen ground, a thousand black ice spikes erupted.They did not rise slowly. They shot upward with the speed of striking serpents, each one a spear of absolute-zero cold, their tips sharper than any forged blade. They impaled through boots, through legs, thr
Chapter 134: The Hallucination Mushroom Forest
The frozen crater remained silent behind them, its rim still crowned with five hundred ice-impaled corpses. No challengers had approached since the Tiger Faction's extinction. The survivors on the Thousand Disaster Island had learned the first lesson of this hellscape: the center belonged to the dragon, and the dragon was not to be disturbed.Lucas walked east, Ivy at his side. The terrain shifted rapidly as they left the volcanic highlands—jagged black rock gave way to soft, grey soil that squelched underfoot, and the air grew thick with humidity that clung to skin and cloth. Ahead, a wall of pale, luminescent growth rose from the mist. The Hallucination Mushroom Forest.It was not a forest in the traditional sense. There were no trees. Only fungi—massive, bloated things that grew twenty meters tall, their caps drooping like melted wax, their stems riddled with glowing pores. The entire forest breathed. With each exhale, a cloud of crimson spores drifted from the pores, hanging in th
Chapter 135: The Third and Fourth Demons
The frozen mushroom forest lay silent behind them, its spores dead and its breath stilled. Lucas and Ivy emerged from the treeline onto a rocky plateau that overlooked the eastern half of the Thousand Disaster Island. The copper sky churned above, and in the distance, the lightning storm still raged over the black glass mountains. The air here was hot again, the volcanic veins beneath the plateau pumping heat through cracks in the stone.Lucas stopped walking. His golden eyes, which had been scanning the horizon, narrowed almost imperceptibly. Ivy, attuned to his every shift, halted beside him and drew her Frost Sword in a single fluid motion. She had not sensed it yet, but she trusted his instincts more than her own.The attack came not from the front, but from everywhere at once.A low, rhythmic pounding shook the ground. It was not an earthquake—not yet—but the prelude to one. The stone beneath their feet bounced with each impact, and from the boulder field to the left, a massive s
Chapter 136: The Dragon's Cross Strike
The Devil Horn Gorilla did not wait for Lucas to finish his slow, deliberate flex of claws. He was a Demon, fourth-ranked, a monster who had crushed skulls and shattered battlefields with his bare hands. The sight of dragon scales encasing the outsider's arm was not a warning—it was a challenge. And the gorilla had never backed down from a challenge.He leaped.Four meters of muscle and bone and matted black fur launched skyward with the force of a volcanic eruption. The plateau cratered beneath his launch point, and his massive shadow fell over Lucas and Ivy like a falling mountain. His uninjured left fist—the one still wrapped in fused chains—drew back to his shoulder, and then he brought it down with every ounce of his berserk strength. The air screamed as it was displaced. This punch was designed to flatten a fortress.Lucas looked up.His left hand rose, palm open, fingers relaxed. Not a fist. Not a block. A catch. The gorilla's fist, large as a boulder wrapped in iron, slammed i
Chapter 137: Slaughter of the Remaining Old Elders
The frozen plateau lay silent behind them, the crushed remains of the Devil Horn Gorilla and the Blood Knife Twins already cooling in the icy mud. Lucas and Ivy walked the narrow trail that wound toward the island's inner core, the black glass mountains looming ahead, the lightning storm painting their peaks in brief, violent flashes. The path was flanked by dead trees, their branches skeletal and brittle, and the air had grown still—too still. The kind of still that preceded ambush.Ten figures emerged from the shadows of the dead trees.They were old men, bald and weathered, their skin stretched thin over bones that had seen too many decades of dark cultivation. Their robes were the faded colors of exiled sects, patched and stained, and their eyes held the desperate cunning of those who had survived not through strength but through patience and treachery. They had hidden from the Battle Royale since the moment the dimensional gate opened. They had watched from the shadows as stronge
Chapter 138: Ivy's Awakening
The green cursed chains hovered inches from Ivy's skin, their parasitic energy humming with the promise of a slow, agonizing death. The ten elders laughed their wheezing, rattling laughs, their artifacts glowing, their vulture leader clutching his staff with the confidence of a man who had cornered prey a hundred times before. Lucas stood motionless, the rusted dagger still at his feet, his expression unreadable.Ivy closed her eyes.The world outside the cage faded. The cackling elders. The dead trees. The distant lightning storm. All of it fell away, and she was left alone with the green fire licking at the edges of her soul. The chains were designed to burn at the spiritual level, to bypass flesh and bone and consume the very essence of a cultivator's being. They were hot. They were hungry.But Ivy had been forged in a hotter fire.She remembered the volcanic caldera where Lucas had trained her. The black flames of the Dark Star Relic searing her meridians. The dragon blood he had
Chapter 139: The Earth-Ruling Demon Giant
The ten frozen pillars stood silent in the dead forest, the last wisps of Ivy's ice lilies still crystallizing on their surfaces. Lucas and Ivy had barely resumed their path when the island convulsed.It was not a tremor. It was a cataclysm. The black glass mountains in the distance split apart, their peaks toppling into valleys that had not existed moments before. The volcanic veins beneath the island's crust erupted simultaneously, geysers of magma shooting skyward like the land itself was screaming. The copper sky, already choked with ash, turned a deep, bruised purple, and the dimensional fabric of the Battle Royale realm groaned as it struggled to contain whatever was emerging.The remaining participants could be counted on one hand with fingers to spare. Most had killed each other. A few had been slaughtered by Lucas and Ivy. The handful who remained hid in the deepest crevices they could find, their cultivation bases trembling, their ambitions long abandoned. They were not figh
Chapter 140: The Continent-Shaking Battle
The Asura's roar still echoed across the fractured island, red lightning bleeding from the hammer in his grip. The copper sky churned, the dimensional realm groaning under the pressure of two apex predators finally facing each other. Lucas hung in the air, his dragon wings spread wide, his golden eyes glowing with the cold patience of a king who had been challenged by a lesser noble.The Asura struck first. No technique. No incantation. Just a fist the size of a temple door, wrapped in obsidian plates and ancestral fury, thrown with the force of a collapsing mountain. The air shattered around it. The shockwave alone flattened the dead forest a kilometer below.Lucas met it with his own fist.Two bare knuckles collided in the sky. The sound was not a thunderclap—it was the birth of a new crater on the face of reality. A sonic ring exploded outward, a visible disc of compressed force that swept across the island. Gravity buckled. Two-thirds of the Thousand Disaster Island shuddered as t