Dongting Immortal Clan

There was no more sound coming from the clouds.

Only a flash of hazy yellow light appeared on the ground, sweeping away the severed arm.

The camp was deathly silent. All the onlookers were stunned by the brief exchange and dared not utter a sound.

Hearing the telepathic message, Chen Yunsong relaxed his brow and, suppressing his emotions, said aloud:

"Everyone, my Elder Yunlu is still recovering from his injuries and needs to rest."

"That's all for today, everyone disperse."

His gaze swept across the crowd, and the Chen family members, understanding the situation, began to clear the area.

As the outsiders dispersed, joyful sounds finally echoed from within the Chen family's camp.

Over the past month, the Chen family of Shimen has suffered a significant decline in influence due to Yuan Hecheng's remarks.

Chen Yunlu had just returned today, and despite being seriously injured, he managed to frighten Wu Que with a single sword strike, and even severed Wu Zhongming's arm right in front of him.

Such an overbearing attitude made all the Chen clan cultivators feel proud and vindicated.

Inside the tent, Chen Yunlu had changed into clean inner robes and was sitting on a soft cushion. His face was still pale, but his breathing was much calmer than when he had just returned.

Several core members of the Chen clan, including Chen Yunsong, sat in front of his bed.

At this moment, Chen Yunlu slowly began to recount his experiences over the past month.

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"That Qiu Qianli is as cunning as a fox and as ruthless as a wolf."

Chen Yunlu opened his eyes, and lightning flashed within them.

"Although his cultivation level is only at the peak of Qi Refining, as a top disciple of the Heavenly Nether Demonic Sect, he has a profound foundation and is proficient in several demonic arts, especially in formations and soul techniques."

"That day, Yuan Hecheng, along with fellow Daoists from the Hengyue and Lingxu sects, joined forces to penetrate deep into the territory, intending to use the encirclement to annihilate them."

"Who would have thought that this fiend had already set up the Foundation Establishment Formation 'Nine Netherworld Mist Formation' in the canyon, taking advantage of the terrain to break up our formation and fight separately."

Chen Yunlu paused, as if recalling that perilous battle.

"I mastered the 'Zhen Xun Wind and Thunder Technique,' which is good at offense. I broke through the protective qi of several evil cultivators around him, creating an opportunity for other fellow cultivators to kill me. However, I was also completely targeted by this guy."

"At the final moment of the encirclement, this demon, despite enduring Yuan Hecheng's 'Taiyi Qingling Palm,' still managed to teleport to my side and unleash the 'Turbid Desire Divine Power' of the Heavenly Demon Path upon me."

Mentioning this supernatural power, a look of pain flashed across Chen Yunlu's face, and his voice trembled slightly as he said:

"This supernatural power does not harm the physical body, but specifically erodes the Dao heart. It can arouse the deepest desires in a cultivator's heart, turning them into turbid evil, eroding magical power, and corrupting the soul."

"I am a Thunder Cultivator, and my magic power naturally possesses the ability to dispel evil. However, the moment I was struck, inner demons arose, my magic power dissipated, and I lost my grip on the Wind Control Technique. I was knocked down into the canyon by his attack..."

Upon hearing this, the people in the tent all gasped in shock.

It should be noted that Feng Xu, a Qi Refining cultivator, still relies on the Wind Riding Technique to fly most of the time.

If it is because of an attack that one loses magical power, or because one is unable to hold the Wind Control Technique.

Most of them would fall from the sky and be smashed into a bloody pulp.

Chen Yunlu said in a deep voice:

"The surrounding area was a sheer cliff thousands of feet high, and my internal magic power was out of control. It was a situation where I had no chance of survival."

At this point, his voice tinged with relief:

"Fortunately, when I left home, the Ancestor Jing'an bestowed upon me a 'Wind Control Talisman,' which caused a wind to spontaneously rise up when I fell, preventing my body from falling."

"I fell into the canyon river, and was swept underground by the rapids, falling into a coma..."

"Yuan Hecheng probably searched for me as well, but the environment inside the canyon was special. The thick fog could interfere with spiritual senses. When he saw that I had been hit by the demon's supernatural power and fallen into the river, and could not sense my aura, he concluded that I had perished."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunsong and the others suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed:

"No wonder that guy surnamed Yuan was so vague and prevented us from going deeper into the canyon... He seemed to have discovered something in the valley, and soon took the opportunity to leave in a hurry."

Chen Yunlu's eyes narrowed, and after a moment's thought, he said:

"Although Qiu Qianli of the Tianyou Demon Sect is arrogant, he never fights us to the death. However, he has set up a fog formation in that place and lingered there for a long time, unwilling to leave... It seems that he is indeed plotting something."

"Rumors in the camp say that the demon is plotting a Foundation Establishment opportunity."

Chen Yunsong said repeatedly.

Chen Yunlu nodded slightly and said slowly:

"He has completed his Qi cultivation; the next step is to establish his foundation."

"Shortly after I fell into the underground river that day, I regained my senses and found a cave underground, where I vaguely sensed some kind of evil aura."

"The rumors circulating at the camp may not be just rumors."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunsong's expression turned solemn, and he quickly reported on all the changes that had taken place in the camp over the past month since Chen Yunlu's "fall".

"Seventh Brother, what you think is probably pretty much right."

"After your 'incident,' Yuan Hecheng also left under some pretext, saying he was returning to his sect to seek help and recuperate. Now, the people in charge of the camp are Wu Que and Zhao Yuan, the two commanders of the Demon-Catching Division."

"After taking over, they changed their previous strategy and mobilized the manpower and financial resources of independent cultivators and cultivation families on a large scale. They built three high stone walls outside the camp, deployed heavy crossbows, and dug deep trenches, showing that they intended to stay here for a long time."

"also."

Chen Yunsong lowered his voice:

"Under the guise of bandit suppression, Wu and Zhao repeatedly used 'requisition' as an excuse to forcibly seize magical artifacts from rogue cultivators and even cultivators from small families, lining their own pockets and causing widespread resentment."

"Chen Dajiang was targeted by the Demon Extermination Bureau because he possessed two excellent magical artifacts, and they made things difficult for him, which is why he was sent to the canyon."

"They also seem to be investigating the canyon's topography, paying particular attention to several places where water flows converge and where the earth's energy is unusual."

"Now that I think about it, the people from the Demon-Catching Bureau probably came here not just to suppress bandits, but also to search for something."

Chen Yunlu listened quietly, his eyes flashing with lightning, deep in thought.

After a long silence, he slowly said:

"Yuan Hecheng's departure was suspicious, and Wu Que and Zhao Yuan's actions were definitely not for the sake of coveting the magic weapon... These two are capable of being leaders, and it is unlikely that they are incompetent fools."

After a few more brief words, Chen Yunsong suddenly spoke up:

"What should be done with Chen Dajiang?"

When Chen Dajiang was mentioned, Chen Yunlu couldn't help but laugh.

A mere wooden-form cultivator dared to take advantage of his weakened state and harbor thoughts of killing him.

Although this was influenced by Qiu Qianli's turbid desire supernatural powers, it was still a huge act of disrespect.

"This lad is bold and meticulous, and he has superhuman strength. If he were in my Shimen Chen Clan, he would definitely have a place in the future of Qi Refining."

"Let's ignore him for a while and let his temper wear off."

"Go and find that body-refining technique from home, and give it to Chen Dajiang so he can practice it. He might gain some unexpected benefits."

"You mean the Golden Bone Etched Scripture that Patriarch Jing'an obtained from outside Dongting Pass?"

Chen Yunsong was slightly taken aback, and a strange look appeared on his face.

Chen Yunlu nodded and said repeatedly:

"If the children in the family cannot cultivate their qi, it is better to give them to suitable people to cultivate."

"The matter of Wulong Gorge cannot be resolved in a few days. I have plenty of time to hone this kid."

"Oh, right."

He added:

"Remember to arrange a tent for him, and provide him with all the same treatment as other members of the clan's collateral branches... He is, after all, a member of a cultivation family. How can he make any progress if he spends all his time hanging out with random cultivators?"

That night, Chen Yunsong found Chen Dajiang again and handed him a pale gold jade slip.

"This is the first level of the body-refining method 'Golden Stone Bone Tempering Technique' that Yunlu promised you. You should practice it on your own first. After you have mastered it, there will naturally be subsequent methods."

Chen Dajiang took the jade slip, which was still warm, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying:

"Please thank Senior Yunlu for me."

Chen Yunsong nodded and then smiled:

"The matter of Wulong Gorge will probably take some time. Now that you have offended the Demon-Catching Division, those scattered cultivator sheds are no longer suitable for living. Yunlu has already spoken, and from now on you will live in our Shimen Chen Clan's camp. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask him."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dajiang was taken aback.

Chen Yunsong laughed heartily, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"My family has always treated the virtuous with respect. Yunlu values ​​your talent and is willing to recruit you. However, you must also diligently cultivate and improve your cultivation level as soon as possible. If you lack the necessary items for cultivation, I do have some that I can give you."

As he spoke, Chen Yunsong waved his sleeve again, and many porcelain bottles appeared on the felt, all containing pills that could be used for cultivation in the Spiritual Treasury Realm.

Chen Dajiang was flattered by the gesture.

Chen Yunsong waved his hand again and said seriously:

"The life of my Qi Refiner is not something that can be compared to a few bottles of pills."

"Accept it with peace of mind, cultivate diligently, and do not disappoint Yunlu."

After saying that, Chen Yunsong turned and left the tent.

Chen Dajiang looked at the jade slip in his hand and the porcelain bottle on the ground, but a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"That doesn't make sense! Why should we?"

After a long while, he suddenly muttered to himself:

"Does he have that kind of fetish? Is he lusting after me?!"