Dongting Immortal Clan

The fog was very thick inside the canyon, and the road was difficult to travel.

Chen Dajiang dared not walk too fast.

Chen Yunlu, who was on his back, was breathing weakly and had already fallen into unconsciousness. His body swayed slightly with each step, as light as a feather.

Chen Dajiang sighed, ultimately not daring to actually throw him into the canyon as well.

They had no choice but to follow the marks left behind to confirm their direction little by little.

After walking for about an hour, the majestic stone wall finally appeared faintly in the mist.

Chen Dajiang staggered, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Chen Yunlu on his back remained motionless.

Upon reaching the gate of the camp, two demon hunters on duty stepped forward, their swords half-drawn, blocking their path.

One of them stared at Chen Dajiang and shouted sternly:

"stop!"

"Chen Dajiang, who are you carrying on your back?!"

Chen Dajiang recognized them; he and Sun Lianying had made things difficult for the rogue cultivators during the day.

His heart sank slightly, and he was about to reply when Chen Yunlu behind him suddenly moved.

With a "rip" sound.

A thin, bluish-white bolt of lightning flashed from his sleeve and struck the two demon hunters half a foot in front of their feet.

Sizzle—!

The ground was instantly scorched black, and a wisp of smoke rose up.

Chen Yunlu raised his head, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the two terrified faces.

"Please forgive me, senior!"

"We were blind and ignorant, and have disturbed you, senior!"

The two men were deathly pale, their legs trembling so badly they could barely stand. They hurriedly bowed and begged for mercy incoherently.

"Slap him in the face..."

Chen Yunlu spoke coldly and sternly, saying little, and closed his eyes again.

The two demon hunters felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and without the slightest hesitation, they raised their hands and slapped themselves hard across the face.

The sound of slaps echoed loudly in the campsite at dusk.

Chen Dajiang felt a chill run down his spine. Carrying Chen Yunlu through the gate, he quickly walked towards the direction of the Chen family in Shimen, as he remembered it.

……

He hadn't gone far when someone blocked his way again.

The person who came was Sun Lianying.

He was dressed in a red and black official robe, with a knife at his waist, and two demon hunters following behind him. They were on patrol when they heard the commotion and rushed over.

Upon recognizing Chen Dajiang, he was first taken aback, then his expression changed, and he chased after him to stop him.

"Chen Dajiang?!"

"You're still alive?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Dajiang became even more certain that the demon hunters who ambushed him were inextricably linked to Sun Lianying, and his murderous intent surged up again.

"First, find my people..."

Chen Yunlu's weak voice appeared in his mind, his tone urging him.

Clearly, he is in poor condition and cannot delay any longer.

Chen Dajiang nodded slightly and turned to try to get past Sun Lianying.

Sun Lianying was unwilling to let them go.

He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the person Chen Dajiang was carrying, and suddenly he shouted in a shrill voice:

"Chen Dajiang! How dare you!"

"How dare you collude with evil cultivators and harm my demon-catching squad leader!"

"Isn't what you're carrying that evil cultivator?"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed at Chen Yunlu's lowered head.

"Buzz!"

A sword rang out suddenly.

A streak of azure light shot out from Chen Yunlu's sleeve, leaving only a blur in the air.

The stream of light transformed into a three-inch-long, exquisitely crafted sword, its entire body a vibrant blue with subtle lightning patterns.

The sword tip emitted a cold light, hovering steadily three inches in front of Sun Lianying's brow, the chilling sword intent making his skin sting!

"The Azure Thunder Sword?!"

Sun Lianying's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, her face turned pale at a visible speed, her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.

The two demon hunters behind him collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way.

"Walk."

Chen Yunlu's voice sounded even more tired.

Chen Dajiang immediately bypassed Sun Lianying and headed towards the Chen family's location at Shimen on the west side of the camp.

……

The camp of the Chen family of Shimen was well-organized and solemn. Several large, dark blue tents were more spacious and sturdy than the scattered wooden sheds, and there were also cultivators on duty outside the tents.

When the two young members of the Chen family saw Chen Dajiang carrying someone straight towards them, they were initially wary and put their hands on the hilts of their swords.

When the firelight illuminated the profile and clothing of the person on their back, the two men's expressions changed drastically, and they cried out in alarm:

"Seventh Uncle?!"

"It's Uncle Yunlu!"

The two rushed forward and carefully helped Chen Yunlu off Chen Dajiang's back.

The touch was icy cold, and the breath was so faint it was almost nonexistent, which immediately made their expressions solemn.

One person quickly carried him on their back, while another person supported him on either side. Without any delay, they swiftly carried him into the largest main tent in the center.

Chen Dajiang stood at the tent entrance and did not go inside.

Before long, the curtain was lifted again.

A middle-aged man dressed in black casual clothes and with a refined appearance strode out.

He bowed respectfully to Chen Dajiang, his movements meticulous, and said:

"My name is Chen Yunsong, and I am in charge of the Chen family of Shimen's trip to Wulong Gorge."

"Many thanks to my fellow Daoist for his righteousness in escorting my younger brother Yunlu back."

"This kindness will be forever remembered by the entire Chen family of Shimen."

He spoke slowly, his gaze fixed on Chen Dajiang, with a scrutinizing yet concerned expression.

"I haven't yet asked my benefactor's esteemed name?"

Chen Dajiang returned the greeting with clasped hands, neither humble nor arrogant:

"I am Chen Dajiang, a member of the Chen family of Bishui, Yunmeng County."

"The Chen family of Biyue?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Yunsong's eyes, then he suddenly understood, and his tone became even more intimate as he said:

"So we're from the same clan, no wonder... no wonder."

He glanced in the direction of the main tent, his face showing worry.

"Yunlu's injuries are severe and he urgently needs treatment, so I cannot speak with my benefactor at this moment."

"If my benefactor does not mind, you may rest in the tent to the side. Once Yunlu's injuries have stabilized and he is fully conscious, I will come with him to thank you and offer you a greater reward."

Chen Dajiang nodded:

"Thank you for your help, Senior Yun Song."

"Senior Yunlu was injured by the evil cultivator leader 'Qiu Qianli' using the 'Turbid Desire Divine Power'. This technique is strange and can arouse inner demons. When you save him, you must be extremely careful not to be tainted by his evil aura."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunsong's expression turned serious, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and he solemnly said:

"Thank you for reminding me! This matter is important, I will remember it."

Without saying another word, he beckoned to two young members of the Chen family who were standing by his side, whispered a few words of advice, nodded slightly to Chen Dajiang, and then turned and hurriedly returned to the main tent.

The two summoned members of the Chen family were in their early twenties, and their cultivation had reached the Jade Spring Realm. They had the arrogance typical of members of a powerful clan between their brows.

They led Chen Dajiang to a nearby clean and spacious tent, provided him with clean water, food, and clean clothes, and while polite, their attitude was somewhat distant. After making the arrangements, they withdrew.

Silence returned to the tent.

Chen Dajiang sat cross-legged on the ground covered with a thick felt, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest, closed his eyes, and circulated the "Purple Fire Earth Qi Technique" to silently recover his magical power.

This trip was truly a close call, a brush with death.

If he hadn't met Chen Yunlu in that desperate situation, he would probably still be fleeing for his life, or even long ago, his body would have been lost forever.

only……

"Chen Yunlu's appearance was strange, and the reason he happened to encounter me at that time was..."

"Perhaps it was because my cultivation level was low that he thought he could easily control me and was not afraid of me turning against him, which is why he dared to show himself."

Chen Dajiang's doubts remained, but he knew that it would be pointless to investigate further at this point, and could only temporarily attribute it to fate.

……

About half an hour later, a commotion of footsteps and shouts suddenly arose outside the tent.

"People of the Chen family of Shimen, come out!"

"Commander Wu has ordered that you proceed immediately for questioning!"

Chen Dajiang's heart skipped a beat, and he got up and followed several members of the Chen family out of the tent.

Outside the tent, in the open space, seven or eight wiry cultivators dressed in black and red demon-hunting uniforms stood solemnly. The lowest level of these people was at least at the third level of the Spirit Realm.

The leader was a tall, cold-faced young man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a deep red demon-hunting outfit, with an ancient-style goose-feather longsword hanging at his waist. His aura had reached the fifth realm of the Life Palace!

His eyes were long and narrow, his gaze sharp as a sword, as he slowly swept over each of the Chen family members who stepped out of the tent.

Ultimately, the image focuses on Chen Dajiang.

"This is the young commander!"

A venomous voice suddenly rang out.

A man staggered out from the crowd. He was about thirty years old, with a deathly pale face. His left arm was severed at the shoulder, and blood was still seeping from the wound.

Chen Dajiang could see it clearly.

This person was the Jade Spring Realm demon hunter who had been shot through the arm by an arrow during the ambush in the canyon and had narrowly escaped!

But that's how he managed to escape alive!