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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 1973: Returning to the Sect, Strict Defense?

Chapter 1973: Returning to the Sect, Strict Defense?

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Luo Qingchen’s eyes flashed with determination: "No matter how difficult it is, we must try. Only by gathering seven pieces of the Star Map can we unravel the secret of the Star Altar, and only then can we uncover Ling’er’s true identity."

Lin Wan’er gently stroked the sleeping Bai Ling’er and said softly, "I’m willing to take the risk for Ling’er."

Su Xiaowan also nodded in agreement: "We’ll face this together!"

Luo Qingchen gazed into the distance, towards the direction of the Qingyun Sect and Heavenly Desperate Cliff. He knew this would be a difficult adventure, but to uncover the Star Map’s secret and for Bai Ling’er’s future, they had no choice.

"Tomorrow morning, we’ll set off back to Qingyun Sect and then find a way to infiltrate Heavenly Desperate Cliff," Luo Qingchen decided.

The night was like thick ink, gradually blurring the ferocious outlines of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

The starlight was dim, with only a few sparse stars flickering in the sky, indicating that dawn was still far away.

Luo Qingchen and the other two had completed their rest in the mountain hollow, Bai Ling’er sleeping sweetly in Lin Wan’er’s arms, the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass leaf imprint on her brow no longer glowing, her breathing stable.

"We should get going."

Luo Qingchen stood up, his gaze directed towards Qingyun Sect.

The familiar mountain ranges were particularly tranquil under the night sky, yet concealed unknown dangers.

Lin Wan’er nodded slightly, wrapping Bai Ling’er more securely with soft cloth to ensure she didn’t catch cold.

Su Xiaowan checked the talismans on her, with a hint of tension and excitement on her face.

"Returning this time, Fang Zhenxiong, that old fellow, probably won’t let us off easily."

Su Xiaowan said in a low voice, with a tone foreseeing the trouble ahead.

Luo Qingchen’s mouth curved into a cold smile.

"If he wants to play, I’ll go along to the end."

His voice was not loud, yet carried an undeniable determination.

The three said no more, their figures merging into the night like phantoms, stealthily moving towards Qingyun Sect.

The Cloud Mist Boat was too conspicuous, so they chose to travel on foot, using the night and the complex terrain to conceal their movements.

The wind in the forest carried the chill of night, brushing against their clothes.

The sound of insects chirping was particularly clear in the silent night, occasionally accompanied by distant low growls from demonic beasts, adding a sense of tension.

Luo Qingchen led the way, his Divine Sense sharply probing the surroundings.

His steps were light, almost silent, each step precisely avoiding dry branches and stones.

Lin Wan’er followed closely, holding Bai Ling’er, her senses equally sharp, perceiving changes in the surroundings clearly.

Su Xiaowan brought up the rear, clenching several talismans in her hand, always vigilant for potential dangers.

The closer they got to Qingyun Sect, the more familiar the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy in the air became.

However, Luo Qingchen felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

He could sense that the perimeter patrol of Qingyun Sect was much stricter than when they had left.

Some hidden paths that usually didn’t have disciples patrolling now faintly revealed the presence of cultivators.

"Something seems off,"

Luo Qingchen quietly informed the two women behind him.

"Fang Zhenxiong seems to have intensified the outer patrols."

Su Xiaowan replied in a low voice:

"He’s surely afraid we’ll return to cause trouble for him, or afraid we’ll expose his deeds at the Spirit Ore."

Lin Wan’er frowned slightly:

"It seems returning silently won’t be so easy."

Luo Qingchen’s eyes flickered in the dark as he calmly analyzed the current situation.

"Detour."

He made his decision.

They couldn’t risk returning by the usual route; they must choose a more secluded and dangerous path.

The three changed direction, heading towards a more rugged part of the mountain forest.

The trees here were denser, the rocks jagged, almost no clear path visible.

Moonlight filtered through layers of leaves, casting a mottled shadow on the ground, adding to the difficulty of stealth.

Su Xiaowan’s forehead was sweating slightly; she followed Luo Qingchen’s pace closely, afraid of falling behind.

Even with Bai Ling’er in her arms, Lin Wan’er moved steadily, her breathing even, showing her good cultivation.

After marching for about an hour, a series of faint footsteps suddenly came from ahead.

Luo Qingchen abruptly stopped, making a gesture for silence.

The three immediately concealed themselves behind a large rock, suppressing their own aura.

The footsteps approached closer, accompanied by lowered voices in conversation.

"Stay alert, Elder Fang has ordered rigorous checks in the outer area these days, no suspicious people are to be let through."

A slightly hoarse voice said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Li."

Another voice responded.

"You say, what’s happening in the sect lately? Black-clothed Cultivators, issues at the Spirit Ore, now even those missing guys like Luo Qingchen might return."

"Shut up! Don’t ask what you shouldn’t, just do your job."

That Senior Brother Li chastised.

"If Luo Qingchen really dares to return, Elder Fang certainly won’t let them off."

"I heard that Luo Qingchen gained a lot in the Meteorite Pit, his cultivation advancing rapidly, even Elder Jia is..."

"Quiet! You aren’t qualified to talk about Elder Jia’s matters!"

Senior Brother Li’s voice was stern.

Behind the rock, Luo Qingchen’s eyes turned cold.

Fang Zhenxiong really laid a trap, awaiting their return.

And judging by these disciples’ tone, Elder Jia’s incident seems to have caused quite a stir within the sect, but the specifics were evidently kept under wraps.

The patrol team comprised roughly five or six disciples, with cultivations mostly at the Foundation Establishment Refining Stage, led by Senior Brother Li who was at the Initial Realm of Golden Core.

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