Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

“Immortal Master, what should we do now? There are still two uncles we haven't found,” Zhang Xuan said, sounding rather embarrassed.

Today, this Immortal Master had taken action repeatedly, repelling Zou Biao Guo and saving her siblings; he had slain the Zou Five Tigers, avenging the blood feud of the direct line of the Zhang family; he had searched along the river, found her third brother and four collateral brothers, and even administered elixirs to heal them. Such great kindness was as heavy as Mount Meng. How could she trouble him again?

“Go and ask those boatmen, see if they know anything,” Zhang Yuanjing said, understanding her meaning and not refusing.

For him, even searching another hundred miles wouldn't take much time, so it wasn't a big deal.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan immediately entered the cabin to inquire in detail.

A quarter of an hour later, she emerged with a sorrowful expression and said to everyone, “One of the boatmen said that Lin Bo charged onto the boat but was beaten to death by several guards, and his body was thrown into the river. I don’t know where it drifted to!”

Zhang Cheng and the four young Zhang men all lowered their heads in dismay, each biting their lips in silence.

“Immortal Master, Uncle Lin is the elder in the Zhang clan who is closest to our lineage. He has a very high reputation in the village, and many people listen to him. If he is implicated and dies, the people in the village will likely have many criticisms.”

Zhang Xuan had deep feelings for this Uncle Lin, and her eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't cry out loud. Instead, she forced herself to calmly consider the consequences of this matter and come up with a solution as soon as possible.

“How about this, you take the boat to Zhangjiawan first, and I will search downstream. I will be back in an hour at most.”

With that, Zhang Yuanjing summoned his flying sword and disappeared like lightning into the misty fog.

After entering the middle section of the Mengshan waterway, he slowed down, released his divine sense, and carefully investigated every section of the waterway. When he reached the northern section of the waterway, he discovered a corpse next to some water plants on the east bank. It was already a bit swollen from being soaked in the river, but he could still recognize it as an old man in his fifties.

He reached out and grabbed the corpse in his hand, continuing to search downstream.

Thus, until he exited the Mengshan waterway and reached the gentler area further downstream, he still found nothing. Zhang Yuanjing had no choice but to shake his head and turn back upstream.

On the return trip, he didn't need to search, so his speed was extremely fast. In just over an hour and a half, he flew more than two hundred miles and caught up with the boat.

He put down the corpse, and Zhang Xuan and the others came up and immediately recognized it as Uncle Lin, and they knelt down and wept.

Zhang Yuanjing, however, was impatient with such emotional matters. He walked to the stern of the boat, used his magic power to propel the boat forward, accelerating its speed.

An hour later, the boat arrived at Zhangjiawan. It was completely dark, and the village was filled with the flickering lights of lamps, a scene of peace and harmony.

Zhang Xuan and the others had also calmed down and directed the boat into a man-made harbor.

In the harbor was a long pier, and several people were waiting anxiously on the pier. As soon as they saw a boat docking, they immediately stood by the water's edge, and one person shouted, “Is that Miss Xuan?”

“It’s me, are you Uncle You?” Zhang Xuan recognized the person's voice and immediately replied.

“It’s me, it’s me, Miss Xuan, you’re finally back. That Zhang Rong is causing trouble at your house with a bunch of people!” The “Uncle You” on the shore said urgently.

“What! When did they come?”

“They came at noon. Zhang Rong said that you offended the Zou family and offended the Tongyun Immortal Palace, and you’ve been captured by Zou Guo Biao. He wants you to hand over your mother, two aunts, and several children to atone for your sins to the Zou family.”

“Uncle You” was clearly an impatient person. He didn't care that the boat hadn't docked yet and that there were still several dozen feet between them. He spoke loudly like setting off firecrackers.

“They came at noon?” Zhang Xuan was shocked. A thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately guessed that the surprise attack by Zou Biao Guo on the river was probably related to this Zhang Rong. Instantly, she was filled with anger and slammed her palm heavily on the railing. “Zhang Rong! You traitor, I even called you uncle!”

“Isn’t that right? This kid is really hateful. He also said that Zhang Lin, Zhang Kan, and several young men were all killed, and he scared the villagers by saying that if they continued to protect you, the entire Zhang clan would be exterminated by the Tongyun Palace Immortal Master.”

At this time, the boat finally docked. Several young men escorted the boatmen out, preparing to take them to the village to find a place to detain them. Zhang Cheng carried Zhang Lin’s body on his back and also went ashore.

“I said Zhang Rong was lying… This, this is Zhang Lin? What happened to him? Is he dead?” “Uncle You” was very happy to see the four young men who had gone out with Zhang Xuan, but when he saw the corpse on Zhang Cheng’s back, he was shocked and opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it. “How could this be? Did the Zou family do this?”

The son of Zhang Lin, who had come with “Uncle You”, immediately rushed forward and hugged his father’s corpse, crying loudly.

Zhang Cheng couldn't put the body down or leave it, so he could only stand there awkwardly, letting Zhang Lin's son cry his heart out first.

Zhang Xuan said with tears in her eyes, “Uncle Lin was indeed killed by the Zou family, but this Immortal Master has already killed the murderers.”

“Immortal Master?” “Uncle You” then noticed Zhang Yuanjing, who was standing silently to the side. He moved his lips, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Yuanjing smiled slightly and asked, “Since Zhang Rong came here at noon, why is he still causing trouble now?”

“Oh, many villagers believe in Zhang Xuan and the others. After all, they are from the direct line, and her father and grandfather both acted fairly and took care of the weak. Everyone usually benefited a lot from them and supported them a lot.

“Of course, many villagers were also persuaded by Zhang Rong, especially since some villagers did see the battle on the river in the morning and saw Zhang Xuan and the others fall into the river. This made some villagers deeply believe that protecting Zhang Xuan and the others would bring bad luck. Therefore, they supported Zhang Rong in taking Zhang Xuan's mother and the others away. The two sides formed a confrontation, and there has been no result until now.”

“Uncle You” finished speaking tremblingly and then subconsciously asked, “You, you are the Immortal Master who flew into the sky with Zhang Xuan and Zhang Cheng this afternoon?”

“Hehe, it seems you already know about me!” Zhang Yuanjing was not surprised. He had flown low over the river in Zhangjiawan in the afternoon without concealing anything, and some farmers and pedestrians had seen him. It was normal for the news to spread to the village and be known.

“Yes, in the evening, news came from outside the village that Zhang Xuan had an Immortal Master as her backing. The villagers immediately exploded. Some believed it, and some doubted it, and now they are arguing.” “Uncle You” said respectfully.

“Hehe, since that's the case, that's good too. Zhang Cheng, take Uncle Lin’s body home first. Zhang Xuan, and you others, let’s go, go to your house, and resolve this matter in front of all the villagers, so as to prevent some people from not knowing what’s important and causing trouble in the future!” Zhang Yuanjing sneered, ignoring Zhang Lin's son, who was crying his eyes out, and beckoned Zhang Xuan to walk out of the pier.

Zhang Xuan quickly ran ahead to lead the way, heading straight for her home. Along the way, she was uneasy.

Since witnessing Zhang Yuanjing’s ruthless methods of killing people, she knew that this “Immortal Master” was very indifferent to the lives of mortals and had no hesitation in killing people. On the other hand, he would show mercy to Zou Biao Guo, who was also a cultivator.

Zhang Yuanjing himself didn't realize this. No matter how much sympathy he had for mortals, he was still a cultivator. His temperament and style were generally no different from ordinary cultivators, and he unconsciously regarded mortals as ants.

“Immortal Master, everyone at home is from the same clan. If there is any offense, please forgive them!” Seeing that they were about to reach her house, Zhang Xuan finally couldn't bear it and pleaded in a low voice.

“I know what to do!” Zhang Yuanjing had already decided to cut the Gordian knot and didn't comment on Zhang Xuan's words.

He was by nature a person who disliked trouble and naturally didn't want to waste time on these petty matters.

Zhang Xuan didn't dare to speak anymore, only lowered her head and walked in front, her mind in turmoil, repeatedly thinking about how to respond.

At this time, the group had already crossed the ditch in front of the village and entered the village road.

Zhang Xuan’s old house was located at the foot of a mountain not far from the entrance to the village. It was a three-courtyard residence, very old. Outside the courtyard wall, various fruit trees were planted, and in early summer, the fragrance lingered, refreshing the heart.

However, the noisy sounds coming from the courtyard destroyed this beautiful scene.

“Zhang clan, I only recognize Miss Xuan and Cheng, what are you, Zhang Rong? Who doesn’t know you are a good-for-nothing who gambles and does nothing!”

“Old woman, what do you know? Our clan leader manages river transport, facing wind and rain, suffering a lot, and contributing a lot of profit to the clan…”

“Bah, isn’t it just putting your name on it and getting some dividends? How many times has he been on a boat or transported goods?”

“Why are you arguing about this? What we are talking about now is whether to confront the Zou family. They have climbed up to the Tongyun Immortal Palace, and Zou Biao Guo is still a disciple of the Immortal Master. How can our Zhang family, an ordinary family, compete with them!”

“The Tongyun Immortal Palace is high above, how can they care about our mortals? It must be the Zou family bragging and raising their own status. Can our Zhang family be afraid of them? Let’s grab our weapons and fight!”

“Grab our weapons and fight? How did Zhang Yi, Zhang Hui, and Zhang Hai die? Weren’t they killed by Zou Bai Tao? With your cat-like skills, how can you fight others!”

“That’s right, I heard that Zhang Yi, Zhang Hui, and Zhang Hai were killed by Zou Bai Tao using immortal magic. Otherwise, Zou Bai Tao would not be Zhang Yi’s opponent at all.”

“Humph, doesn’t Miss Xuan also have an immortal as her reliance? She might not be afraid of the Tongyun Immortal Palace!”

…

The few people outside all showed complex expressions when they heard these words. Zhang Yuanjing, however, turned a deaf ear and, guided by Zhang Xuan, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

The people in the courtyard were arguing fiercely. Suddenly seeing a middle-aged Taoist priest barging in, they all subconsciously closed their mouths and looked at him in surprise.

When they saw Zhang Xuan behind him, they stirred up like boiling water.

Some shouted Zhang Xuan's name, some waved to greet her, some glared angrily, and some questioned her, “Why do you want to bring disaster to the Zhang clan.”

Zhang Xuan’s mother and two aunts hurriedly greeted her, and several children under the age of ten also ran over in a swarm, shouting “Big Sister, Sister Xuan” non-stop.

Zhang Xuan grabbed her mother’s and two aunts’ hands, signaling them not to speak first, and pointed to Zhang Yuanjing in front of her, “Everything is up to the Immortal Master!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent again, their eyes all fixed on Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing looked around and saw that in this ten-foot-square courtyard, there were no less than sixty or seventy people standing in piles on the left and in groups on the right. He then shouted, “Who is Zhang Rong, stand out for me!”

His aura was full of power, and his eyes were like lightning, scaring some of the timid ones to unconsciously take a few steps back.

Zhang Rong didn't dare to stand out immediately. However, the gazes of everyone had already exposed him.

Zhang Yuanjing followed the gaze of the crowd and pointed to the middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard, “Are you Zhang Rong?”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man straightened up, took two steps forward, and said with forced composure, “I am Zhang Rong, what can I do for you, Taoist Priest?”

“Very good, this priest asks you, did you leak the news that Zhang Xuan and her siblings were hiding in Zhangjiawan to the Zou family head?”

“I didn’t!” Zhang Rong immediately denied.

“This priest asks again, did you pass the message to Zou Baitao? Think carefully, if you dare to deceive me, there is only death!” Zhang Yuanjing shouted sharply.

“Taoist Priest, why threaten me? If I didn’t, I didn’t!” Zhang Rong recovered from the initial fear of seeing Zhang Yuanjing, thinking that he wanted to deal with things according to reason, so his courage grew slightly, and his words became a bit tougher.

“Very good!” Zhang Yuanjing sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned a flying sword, ignoring the pleading gaze of Zhang Xuan, and beheaded Zhang Rong with one sword.

Most of the people in the courtyard had martial arts skills, but seeing a flash of white light, Zhang Rong's good head rolled to the ground, and blood splattered out, all scaring them to the point that their faces were as white as paper, and their legs were shaking.

“This is a flying sword! He really is an immortal…” “Uncle You” said in a trembling voice behind Zhang Xuan.

He had specifically asked those villagers who had seen Zhang Yuanjing flying in the sky for details, so he was considered the most calm villager besides Zhang Xuan and the others.

With Zhang Rong dead, the dozen or so people who had come with him, under the threat of the flying sword hovering overhead, were all trembling like chaff and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. Some, seeing Zhang Yuanjing's cold face, knelt down and crawled over, throwing themselves at Zhang Xuan's and her mother's feet, crying and begging for forgiveness.

Zhang Xuan’s mother showed a look of intolerance and pulled Zhang Xuan’s hand, pleading silently.

Zhang Xuan shook her head. She already understood that Zhang Yuanjing wanted to use thunderous means to deter the Zhang clan and establish his authority. At this time, how could she go against Zhang Yuanjing!

“Among you, who knows about Zhang Rong’s collusion with the Zou clan leader?”

“I, I… know, Immortal Master, spare my life, I… I’ll confess honestly!” A long-faced man in his thirties raised his head, his face pale, his whole body trembling, and he couldn’t speak smoothly.

“Speak,” Zhang Yuanjing said indifferently.

The long-faced man forced himself to calm down, and intermittently told the story.

After Zhang Rong became the clan leader, there were naturally people in Zhangjiawan who joined him, and the matter of Zhang Xuan fishing, of course, could not be concealed from him.

Zhang Rong, afraid of Zhang Xuan's prestige as the direct line of the Zhang clan among the Zhangjiawan clan members, did not dare to act rashly, so he let this long-faced man secretly notify Zou Baitao. When Zou Baitao heard that Zhang Xuan had gathered people to fish for crimson fin fire-patterned fish, he was furious and immediately ordered Zou Biao Guo to personally lead people to capture Zhang Xuan and her siblings.

After a fight, Zhang Xuan and her siblings were naturally no match and fled in embarrassment. Zou Biao Guo deliberately did not capture her siblings on the spot but tracked them from behind, driving them to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

As soon as Zou Biao Guo left, Zhang Rong received the news and hurriedly rushed to Zhangjiawan. Taking advantage of the fact that Zhang Xuan's fishing boat was attacked and several clan members had fallen into the river and disappeared, he vigorously promoted that Zhang Xuan was selfish, lacked public spirit, acted recklessly, and offended the Immortal Palace. If she was allowed to continue to act recklessly, the Zhang clan would surely be destroyed. Under his bewitchment, this series of events occurred.

After the long-faced man spoke, the villagers in the courtyard understood the reason. They disdained Zhang Rong's character and refused to acknowledge his status as clan leader. Awed by Zhang Yuanjing's "immortal might," they all prostrated themselves on the ground, requesting Zhang Yuanjing to take charge of the Zhang clan.

Zhang Yuanjing, seizing the opportunity, announced that all matters of the Zhang clan would be handled by Zhang Xuan. The main lineage of the Zhang clan would still be inherited by Zhang Xuan's line, thus settling the overall situation.