The Immortal Clan was established starting with the entry on the Dao of the Gou.

Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

The autumn sun is warm and comfortable.

Jiang Yun and his son Jiang Dexian rode in a horse-drawn carriage westward.

The western horizon.

The Chu family token still hangs in the air above Qingshan Lake.

More than half a month has passed.

The token has not disappeared.

However, the light emanating from the token seems to have diminished considerably.

If things continue like this, the token will probably disappear in a few more days.

Shortly after leaving the city.

The carriage moved slowly along the official road.

The driver, holding the reins, suddenly found the journey tedious and boring.

He glanced at Jiang Yun sitting beside him and asked, "Sir, are you also going to Qingshan Lake to attend the grand event?"

"A grand event?" Jiang Yun asked疑惑地问道, "What grand event?"

"I don't know either," the driver explained. "Recently, many heroes and outlaws have been heading to Qingshan Lake, supposedly to attend a grand event."

"I'm not a江湖 (jianghu) person, so I don't know anything about this."

Jiang Yun chatted with the coachman.

They learned that the driver's name was Zhou Fu.

He was born into an ordinary family in Yongning County and later became a rickshaw puller.

I've been to quite a few places.

"Lord Jiang, this grand gathering of martial arts practitioners may be related to that token in the sky. It is a manifestation of an immortal. Perhaps everyone is going there to try their luck with the immortals."

Zhou Fu looked up at the Chu family token, his face full of awe.

"Perhaps."

Jiang Yun disagreed.

This token is merely an order from the Chu family to conscript Foundation Establishment cultivators.

There is no such thing as a predestined affinity with the gods.

This grand gathering of martial arts practitioners held at Qingshan Lake is probably for something else entirely.

Jiang Yun and Zhou Fu chatted casually along the way.

Jiang Dexian was feeling really suffocated inside the car.

He lifted the carriage curtain, poked his head out, and occasionally uttered a few words.

One day.

The time was quickly spent traveling.

It was dusk.

The horse was tired too.

Zhou Fu said, "There's a Yuelai Inn up ahead. Let's stay there tonight."

"Alright."

Jiang Yun nodded.

He traveled all day, even though he didn't need to rest.

Even horses need to rest.

In addition, Jiang Dexian only ate some dry food at noon, so he went to the inn for dinner in the evening to fill his stomach.

Zhou Fu drove the carriage to the entrance of the Yuelai Inn.

"My lords, we have arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Dexian lifted the curtain and climbed out of the carriage.

Then he stood next to Jiang Yun and began to look around.

"Lord Jiang, please make yourself at home."

Zhou Fu went to arrange the carriage.

He was just a coachman, earning only 100 coins a day.

Reluctant to stay in an inn, they had no choice but to sleep in the carriage or make do in the inn's stable for the night.

Jiang Yun nodded.

He led Jiang Dexian into the inn.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind.

He and Jiang Dexian looked in the direction of the sound.

Three men on horseback galloped toward the inn.

"Whoa..."

In just a moment.

The three had arrived at the inn and were about to dismount.

Jiang Yun knew it at a glance.

These three people were carrying weapons, so they must be martial arts practitioners.

He paid no attention to it and stepped into the inn.

The inn was almost full of guests.

The sounds of drinking and eating meat were incessant.

"Sir, would you like a meal or a room at the inn?"

The waiter saw Jiang Yun and Jiang Dexian and quickly came to greet them.

"I'll stay at a hotel," Jiang Yun replied.

"Alright!" The waiter bowed and scraped, "Please come in, sir. We have just one room left."

Jiang Yun thought one room would be just right.

He and Jiang Dexian could simply sit in a room and meditate.

At that moment, a rough voice came from behind—

"We'll take this room!"

Jiang Yun remained calm.

He realized that the three burly men on horseback had barged in and were trying to take his room.

"Sir/Madam, perhaps you could discuss this further?"

The waiter said with difficulty.

Logically, it should be first come, first served.

This room should belong to Jiang Yun.

However, the waiter knew that these three men were armed and looked fierce, so he absolutely could not offend them.

So he suggested that Jiang Yun discuss the matter with the three of them.

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here."

The leader, holding a large knife, spoke to Jiang Yun.

"Waiter, I'll take this room. Also, please prepare three catties of beef and four side dishes."

Jiang Yun didn't even glance at this person.

They only allowed the waiter to prepare the food.

He and Jiang Dexian hadn't eaten all day.

"Sir, I... I'll go right away!"

The waiter saw that Jiang Yun wouldn't budge an inch.

The three men, ignored by Jiang Yun, had turned ashen-faced.

What follows is likely to be a major battle.

He knew it very well.

Inns like this have always been places where great figures gather.

Those江湖人士 (jianghu figures) are always fighting and killing each other.

It's best to make a run for it as soon as possible.

He said he was going to prepare food for Jiang Yun, but in reality he stood aside and observed what would happen.

If Jiang Yun is killed, wouldn't the cook have wasted his time preparing the meal?

The waiter hid to the side and watched the show.

The guests in the inn also watched this scene with great interest.

They had no intention of offering any help.

"Kid, don't be ungrateful!"

The leader saw that Jiang Yun didn't take him seriously.

He raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Jiang Yun.

The tip of the knife was only an inch away from Jiang Yun's neck.

Jiang Dexian had been quite calm at first.

After all, he knew that his father's cultivation had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Dealing with a few thugs would be a piece of cake.

I'm a little nervous now.

How could such a thing happen on my first long trip?

What should Father do to resolve this?

Are you suggesting we kill them all?

Jiang Dexian's guess was correct.

At this moment, Jiang Yun had already decided to kill him.

These martial arts practitioners are even more arrogant than those who cultivate immortality.

I'm afraid they're used to bullying ordinary people.

Ignorant of one's own limitations.

Jiang Yun then glanced at the three people.

They were preparing to send them to meet the King of Hell.

Unexpectedly, a delicate shout came from outside the door.

"What kind of skill is it to bully an unarmed person?"

A clear and melodious sound reached everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful young woman in a blue dress entered the inn.

Behind the young girl was an elderly man nearing sixty.

The old man walked with a steady gait and his breathing was restrained.

Although he was not a cultivator, Jiang Yun could tell at a glance that he was a martial arts master.

He must be a martial artist, not some ordinary street thug.

"Mind your own business!" The leader, seeing the girl in blue, was overcome with lust and leered, "Little lady, you're not bad looking. How about serving me for a night?"

"Pooh!"

The girl spat.

Take a step forward.

In a short while, he snatched the knife from the man's hand.

Upon seeing this, the other two immediately attacked the girl.

"court death!"

The girl charged into the crowd.

One against three.

In no time at all, the three men were beaten until they were screaming in agony.

Unfortunately, she didn't kill him.

"Those three wild horses outside are yours, aren't they?" The girl threw her knife on the ground and said coldly, "Leave the horses, you can get lost."

The three men, as if granted a pardon, picked up their weapons and fled in panic.

While the girl was dealing with three villains.

Jiang Dexian kept looking at her.

After the three villains escaped...

He quickly stepped forward.

"Thank you for your help, heroine."