Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head, then his expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Clean this place up carefully, and make sure there is no trace of the dragonfish. If the news gets out, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble."

"Before it gets too dark, I'll go catch a few more dragonfish and store them away." Chen Xuan said, and with another flick of his wrist, the huge fishing gear appeared in his hand. He walked steadily toward the riverbank.

"Mmm." Seeing that her master was going fishing again, Bai Li dared not slack off in the slightest and hurriedly busied herself in the camp, carefully cleaning up all traces related to the dragon fish.

For Chen Xuan, not sleeping was not a big problem. Usually, unless he had an urgent goal, he would choose to sit cross-legged and practice embryonic breathing to refine his spirit.

But the situation was different now. The environment here was complex, and there was always the possibility of encountering other cultivators. Therefore, Chen Xuan forgot to eat and sleep, and devoted himself entirely to fishing.

Fortunately, by dawn the next day, Chen Xuan had finally caught a full ten dragonfish. This did not include the two that the master and servant had eaten earlier, meaning that Chen Xuan had caught twelve white-scaled dragonfish in just four days.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to continue fishing, he suddenly pulled the rod, and with a loud "snap," the dragonfish, which had already been pulled out of the water, suddenly lashed its tail with tremendous force, unleashing a terrifying power of tens of thousands of kilograms. The fishhook, unable to withstand the weight, snapped in two.

The dragonfish, each with half a fishhook attached, fell into the river and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At the same moment, two powerful auras approached rapidly from afar, closing in on the area where Chen Xuan and his servant were located. The two of them happened to witness the dragon fish breaking free of the fishhook.

"Master." Bai Li naturally noticed the two uninvited guests and instantly transformed into a beam of white light, returning to Chen Xuan's side.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan casually tossed away the broken fishing hook in his hand and looked up at the sky. He saw two cultivators standing with their hands behind their backs, high above him, their eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

Both of them possessed the strength of the late stage of the Myriad Manifestations Realm. One of the young men was dressed in black, with his long, flowing hair cascading down his back; the other man was burly and robust, wearing a set of armor that exuded a terrifying aura.

The two looked down at Chen Xuan and his companion from high above. The man in black with long, flowing hair had extreme disdain in his eyes. He glanced at the fishing rod that Chen Xuan had thrown on the ground and said in a cold voice, "Fellow Daoist, have you made any gains here?"

"Chuan Yue, why waste words with a rogue cultivator like him?" The burly man in armor muttered disdainfully in a low voice, his gaze sharp as a knife as he coldly looked at Chen Xuan and shouted sternly, "Junior, hand over all the treasures on your body, and perhaps we can spare your lives."

"Hmph." Upon hearing this, the black-clad Chuan Yue merely watched coldly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Fellow Daoists, what is the meaning of this?" Chen Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed as he gazed at the two men, asking, "May I ask which prefecture you two come from?"

"You're not convinced? Then you might as well not be alive."

However, Chen Xuan's calm question seemed to have touched a nerve with the armored man. He immediately swung his hand, and a pair of menacing hammers instantly appeared in his hand. Runes flickered on the hammerheads, radiating a chilling aura. Then, he swooped down towards Chen Xuan, creating a gust of wind, as if a small mountain was pressing down on him.

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die."

Chen Xuan originally just wanted to ask about the other party's background and find out some information, but the other party obviously didn't take him and Bai Li seriously at all.

"Boy, remember this: the one who killed you was Kui Shan, a personal guard of the Nalan clan." As the words fell, a terrifying aura, as large as a mountain, crashed down on Chen Xuan, causing the air to tremble and distort wherever it passed.

"Nalan clan?"

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