Return to the Clan

"I promised Brother Chen a treasure trove of rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but I was so busy drinking that I forgot to take him to get them."

Having said that,

Long Zhantian turned to chase after him, but Long Xuan grabbed his arm.

"They're anxious to get home right now, and you're going to chase after them and then drag them back to pick out their things?"

Use your brain!

Upon hearing this, Long Zhantian paused in his steps.

That's true.

"Then I'll pack it up and take it to him."

"That's more like it." Long Xuan didn't let go, "Pass on the Divine Dragon Hegemony Body Art to me first."

I will then pass it on to the other Flood Dragon clan members within the Dragon Court.

I won't bother you.

Long Zhantian looked at the hand gripping his arm.

"Father King, your order is quite clear."

Long Xuan calmly accepted those words and then looked towards the side of the hall.

Long Yao was still sitting there, not touching the Spirit Wine in her cup, her gaze fixed on Long Zhantian.

"After passing on the Cultivation Method, go and spend some time with Long Yao. The couple hasn't seen each other for many years, so let's get intimate. She's been waiting for you in an empty house for over ten years."

It's really inappropriate for you to leave right after you get back.

Sending heavenly materials and earthly treasures isn't urgent.

Hearing this, Long Yao put down the Spirit Fruit in her hand. "Father King, you don't need to do this. Zhan Tian can do whatever he wants."

The important matter comes first.

"These are all minor matters for me."

Long Zhantian looked at Long Yao and touched his nose.

Long Xuan Yao Yao his head and said:

"Zhang Xuanchen is the Clan Leader the Xuanxiao Zhang Clan. He knows exactly where he lives. How could we not find him?"

The treasure trove should be reserved for others first, ensuring nothing is missing.

Zhan Tian has been gone for more than ten years, and I still don't have a grandson.

We absolutely cannot leave today.

Long Zhantian had no choice but to agree and moved to Long Yao's side.

Long Yao did not flinch, but instead poured Long Zhantian a full glass of wine, her cheeks slightly flushed...

Meanwhile, Zhang Xuanchen and Little Flame arrived at Worry-Free City and used teleportation to return to Xuanxiao Mountain in the shortest possible time.

Three days later.

When Zhang Xuanchen arrived at Yunhua Immortal City, he had just stepped off the array platform when a piece of Immortal Fate Information appeared in his mind.

[Immortal Fate Information (Grade B, Mid-tier): Two months later, in the Beast Soul Gorge of the Azure Nether Mountain Range, a sixth-tier mid-grade Water-Fire Twin Lotus will mature.]

Zhang Xuanchen slowed his pace slightly.

A mid -Sixth Stage lotus, Water-Fire Twin Lotus.

Such a spiritual creature, if one receives news of it, one should always make a trip to it.

But not now. We have two months anyway, no rush.

At this point, his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and the timeframe that intelligence could predict had also been extended to two months.

Not bad, not bad.

Little Flame noticed the movement beside him and turned his head to look.

"A fortuitous opportunity?"

Zhang Xuanchen nodded, noted down the location from the intelligence report, and continued walking out.

"Let's go home first."

Zhang Xuanchen left the city and increased his speed again.

With a clear goal, they headed straight for Xuanxiao Mountain.

Three hours later, Zhang Xuanchen was able to sense the clan's great array.

The Formation was still in operation, and the spiritual energy around it flowed in an orderly manner.

Zhang Xuanchen had just breathed a sigh of relief when his Divine Sense stopped at the back mountain.

His gaze instantly turned cold!

Demonized Creature at the Fourth Stage Peak!

It's hidden in the back of Xuanxiao Mountain!

They were less than a hundred feet away from the Clan Protection Array.

Damn it!

"Little Flame, conceal your presence."

Zhang Xuanchen raised his hand to stop Little Flame, his gaze falling on a crevice in the rocks behind the mountain.

"Someone is secretly sabotaging the Formation."

On the edge of the back mountain of Xuanxiao Mountain, in a crevice of the rocks, the Bone-Eroding Demon Scorpion crouched low, its tail hook pressing down on three liquids stained with bright red blood.

The Formation is gradually eroded from the outside.

It corroded the outer layer of spiritual light of the Formation.

The Bone-Eroding Demon Scorpion is a master of concealment!

Furthermore, the special abilities possessed by the Demon Seed allowed it to destroy the Formation silently!

Isn't this sinister?

If this beast were to infiltrate the clan's territory, Nascent Soul below the Nascent Soul stage would have no chance to escape.

Zhang Xuanchen pressed down on Little Flame's shoulder.

"Little Flame, don't move."

Leave it to me.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared behind the Bone-Eroding Demon Scorpion.

Blood-Golden Dragon Scales appeared on its body surface.

Bang!

His right hand gripped the head, and the dragon's might within him was released without any restraint!

"Who!

Dare to touch this demon! You're courting death!

The scorpion roared!

Eight long legs firmly supported the ground, with stone chips falling continuously from beneath their feet!

It tried to swing its tail hook to attack, but at that moment, its body couldn't move even an inch.

It was completely suppressed by that dragon's might!

True Dragon?! Are you kidding me?!

Spirit Transformation!

How could there be True Dragon in the Xuanqiong Realm?!

The scorpion's mind trembled, and it let out a terrified roar.

Zhang Xuanchen did not reply, his dragon claws tightening slightly as he coldly said:

When will the Devil Race descend?

"Hehe, I don't know!"

The scorpion sneered, its stinger gleaming with venom, attempting to send its poison into the formation.

Zhang Xuanchen didn't give it another chance and closed his five fingers together.

"If that's the case, then die!"

Bang!

The scorpion's hard head armor exploded instantly.

A wisp of Demon Soul tried to escape, but was completely burned away by the Earth Vein Profound Sun Fire unleashed by Zhang Xuanchen.

Zhang Xuanchen's scales disappeared, and he shook the blood off his palm.

Just then, Little Flame came over and took a look.

He raised his hand and unleashed flames, burning the corpse to ashes.

"That bastard got off too easily."

Zhang Xuanchen said, "This guy is just Demon Seed. Even if he has some skill, he couldn't possibly know when the Devil Race will descend."

As for the Devil Creature forces created by the Demonized Creature, there's no need to inquire about them.

I will personally annihilate them completely.

After speaking, he looked ahead.

Several familiar auras continued to approach the back mountain.

The first to arrive at the back mountain was Zhang Chongxian, the patriarch of the Zhang family.

More than ten years have passed, Zhang Chongxian's aura is even more profound than before. After landing, he did not look at the slightly damaged Formation, but instead focused his gaze directly on Zhang Xuanchen.

"Xuan Chen, is it really you?"

His voice was full of surprise, and he stopped several feet away.

Zhang Xuanchen cupped his hands in greeting.

"Immortal Ancestor, I'm back."

Before she finished speaking, Luo Lingshuang had already passed Zhang Chongxian and rushed towards him.

At this moment, the aura emanating from her body had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, and her strength was progressing rapidly!

"Brother Chen!"

Luo Lingshuang shouted, ignoring everyone else, and rushed straight to Zhang Xuanchen, tightly hugging his waist with both hands.

Zhang Xuanchen then pulled her into his arms.

Having not seen each other for more than ten years, Xu Sinian found herself unable to utter the words she wanted to say.

Luo Lingshuang buried her face in his chest, her hands tightly gripping his collar, and said in a trembling voice:

"You still know how to come back..."

The voice was very soft, and the last syllable sounded like a sob.

Zhang Xuanchen looked down at her and raised his hand to stroke her long hair.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting so long."

Luo Lingshuang didn't answer, but only hugged him tighter.

She waited for more than ten years, and thought about it for more than ten years.

Now that the person is actually standing in front of me, I can't utter a single word of the blame I've prepared over the years.

Zhang Chongxian stood to the side, smiled, and then turned his face to the other side.

He's getting old, and his eyesight isn't very good.

Just then, Zhang Xuanbing also arrived at the back mountain.

The moment he saw Zhang Xuanchen, a slight smile appeared on his Frost face.

Zhang Xuanchen patted Luo Lingshuang on the back.

Loosen it.

He looked at Zhang Xuanbing and called out, "Brother."

"It's good to be back." Zhang Xuanbing stepped forward and patted his younger brother on the back.

Then he stepped aside.

He is not good at expressing himself; these four words are enough to say it all.

Then a young man wearing a black tortoise-patterned robe and yawning walked over.

He was still holding half a Spirit Fruit in his hand.

Little Flame glanced at him, immediately leaned over, and teased:

"Sleeping Turtle, it's been over ten years, have you missed your old master?"

I can tell you, my skills have improved rapidly over the past ten years.

"Smashing your shell with one punch would be a piece of cake."

The Sleeping Turtle bit into the Spirit Fruit, glanced at Little Flame, and replied indifferently:

"Oh."

For him, strength and such are secondary.

The most important thing is to sleep, then it's all about eating, drinking, and having fun.

With Little Flame gone, he had one less person to compete for the Spirit Fruit with. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, and with no one to bother him, it was incredibly pleasant.

Hey! What kind of attitude is that? You're not happy that I came back alive?

As he spoke, Little Flame reached out and snatched the half-eaten Spirit Fruit from his hand, swallowing it in one gulp.

"Speaking of the Great Sage, where is he?"

Didn't you used to spar with me all the time?

They're using me as a punching bag.

Now I will take my revenge!

He must be beaten to a pulp!

The Sleeping Turtle stared at its empty right hand, remained silent for a moment, and then said:

"The first thing you did when you got back was to steal my food, right?"

"When acquaintances meet, etiquette is essential. Tell me quickly, where has the Great Sage gone?"

Sleeping Turtle's face twitched twice. "He's in seclusion, trying to break through to the Fourth Stage Middle Stage."

In an effort to win him over, the Beast King of the Azure Nether Mountain Range gave him a valuable gift.

The Great Sage did not refuse this offer.

He accepts what others offer him.

But I only consider it, I disagree.

Little Peach is also in seclusion.

"Hahaha, this is Great Sage..."

Not long after.

Zhang Detian, along with the clan elders, also arrived.

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and said:

"Seventh Uncle."

Zhang Xuanchen helped him up, and after sensing him for a moment, nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad."

At the Foundation Establishment Peak, his cultivation has not declined during the more than ten years he has been in charge of the Lineage.

"It's all thanks to Seventh Uncle's excellent teaching."

Before you left, you gave me a plan for the future development of our Lineage.

I just need to copy it; it doesn't require much thinking."

"You're actually being modest with me, kid."

Zhang Xuanchen tapped Zhang Detian on the head.

Just then, two different voices reached Zhang Xuanchen's ears.

"Father!"

Zhang Xuanchen looked in the direction of the sound and saw two young men and women flying over on their swords.

The young man was tall and straight, with eyebrows and eyes somewhat resembling Zhang Xuanchen's. His long, black hair stood up high, and a long sword hung at his waist, giving him the air of a young swordsman.

The girl next to her wore a light blue dress, her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and she had delicate features and a refined face.

She was serene and elegant.

Zhang Xuanchen's gaze fell on the two of them, his smile tinged with guilt.

More than ten years ago, they were just seven or eight-year-old children.

And now he's in his early twenties.

Zhang Dexiao's cultivation level Foundation Establishment Late Stage, while Zhang Deling had already Foundation Establishment Peak, even surpassing Zhang Detian.

He did not participate in their growth or the improvement of their cultivation.

He was not a good father.

He was about to speak when Zhang Dexiao's voice cut him off.

He rushed up to Zhang Xuanchen and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Father, you're finally back!"

I told you long ago you'd be alright, but Mother is still worried.

If I say too much, they'll beat me up.

As he spoke, he extended his hand in front of Zhang Xuanchen.

This action left Zhang Xuanchen somewhat bewildered. "What are you doing?"

"What? What are you doing? True Dragon Essence Blood, Father!"