Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Seven days later.

Thanks to the effects of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and with Duan Zhengchun's repeated assistance using his innate true energy, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er's skills gradually recovered.

Although he has only recovered less than 20%, it is enough for him to move freely, and it is incredible that he has recovered so quickly in such a short time.

All of this was thanks to Duan Zhengchun, and the two were extremely grateful.

So Duan Zhengchun led the two men down the cliff using the vines outside the cave, successfully escaping from Zixia Peak. Then they stole three sets of local clothing from a nearby village, disguised themselves, and headed straight for the ancient city of Loulan.

Perhaps because they had witnessed Duan Zhengchun's abilities and were impressed by his extraordinary experiences, Liu and Sun almost always obeyed Duan Zhengchun's every word, telling him to go east and never west.

After traveling for three days, the three finally arrived at the ancient city of Loulan. After settling Liu and Sun into an uninhabited house, Duan Zhengchun went out to search for the whereabouts of Zhao Zhijing and the others.

An hour later, Duan Zhengchun finally returned to the residence carrying a bag of food.

Upon seeing that there was food, Liu and Sun couldn't wait to untie the cloth bag and start eating.

To avoid revealing their whereabouts to the Vajra Sect, they avoided inns, restaurants, and taverns along the way, drinking cold water from the river and eating dry rations obtained from the homes of ordinary people.

Duan Zhengchun didn't say much after entering the room. Instead, he sat down and wiped the broken sword in his hand while silently waiting for Liu and Sun to finish eating.

"Zhiping, what's wrong? Didn't you find Zhijing and the others?"

Liu Chuxuan noticed Duan Zhengchun's unusual behavior, hesitated for a moment, and asked a question, a hint of worry unconsciously showing between his brows.

Duan Zhengchun looked up at the two men and said slowly, "I found the contact marks they left behind. They have already left the ancient city of Loulan."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er were both taken aback, their faces showing confusion.

Sun Bu'er frowned slightly in displeasure and said in a deep voice, "When did you leave? Why didn't you wait until we arrived before making plans?!"

Duan Zhengchun said solemnly, "The marks they left behind represent extreme danger. I think they have already been discovered by the Vajra Sect's pursuers!"

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's reply, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er fell silent instantly, unable to eat any more of their dry rations, their faces grave.

If it weren't for them, these junior disciples wouldn't have had to risk their lives to come to the Western Regions. If it weren't for them, Duan Zhengchun would have already arrived at the ancient city of Loulan and joined the team.

At that moment, they felt like they had become a burden to everyone.

"Have you finished eating? If you have, it's time to set off. If they are caught up by the Vajra Sect, many of them will probably die."

Duan Zhengchun glanced at the two people who were stunned in place, and while sheathing the broken sword, he gave a reminder with a blank expression.

Although the sword is broken, it is Duan Zhengchun's only weapon now, which is much better than fighting empty-handed. Moreover, this sword has accompanied him through many battles, big and small, and he is reluctant to discard it.

Liu and Sun did not respond, but immediately put away their dry rations and quickly tidied themselves up, waiting for Duan Zhengchun's next instructions.

A moment later, Duan Zhengchun, along with Liu and Sun, set off again, quickly leaving the ancient city of Loulan and heading towards the Central Plains, following the marks left by Lin Zhiyuan.

Three swift horses sped eastward at breakneck speed.

...

One day later.

In a dense forest, Zhao Zhijing led dozens of Quanzhen Sect disciples, who gathered back to back, facing a group of menacing enemies. Each of them had a tense expression on their face.

From Zixia Peak to the ancient city of Loulan, and now to this place, they have been constantly pursued by the Vajra Sect. Of the fifty disciples who accompanied them, only thirty-odd have escaped alive, and almost all of them are carrying injuries of varying degrees.

In an effort to rescue Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er, the westward expedition suffered heavy losses!

At this moment, they will once again face another fierce pursuit by the enemy!

"Senior Brother, what do we do now? Why are they like a persistent leech, never stopping?!"

Lin Zhiyuan, covered in sweat, looked at the fierce-looking enemies on the outside and turned to shout something to Zhao Zhijing beside him.

Zhao Zhijing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "What else can we do? If you don't want to die, then fight your way out! Everyone should run for their lives! Yin Zhiping hasn't joined us yet, and I'm afraid he's probably already dead!"

"If anyone manages to escape back to Zhongnan Mountain, they should truthfully report everything we've experienced! We've ended up like this all because of Yin Zhiping! If it weren't for his plan, we wouldn't be being hunted down like rats in the street!"

"Those disciples who were killed, we couldn't even take their bodies with us, it's all his fault!"

What he didn't know was that if it weren't for Duan Zhengchun's surprise attack, given the Vajra Sect's ruthless pursuit, the number of deaths would have been far greater than that!

Upon hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, some disciples began to echo his sentiments, while only Cui Zhifang and Lin Zhiyuan exchanged a glance with solemn expressions.

Just then, the Vajra Sect disciples on the periphery seemed to have lost interest in listening to their nonsense. With a command, they swarmed towards them!

"Kill them!"

Zhao Zhijing roared at the top of his lungs and gave the same order to attack, but he himself did not make a move. Instead, he began to retreat slowly and stealthily, preparing to slip away.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, the sounds of metal clashing and shouts of battle echoing throughout the entire mountain forest.

One by one, the Quanzhen Sect disciples fell. The days of fleeing had exhausted them all, leaving them at their last gasp and unable to withstand such a fierce attack.

The remaining disciples refused to abandon their comrades and roared as they charged toward the enemy, one after another, none of them willing to retreat!

Zhao Zhijing led Lu Qingdu to hide behind a large tree, watching the fighting in the woods with tense expressions.

"Master, are we really going to abandon them? What if we go back and Master and the Sect Leader find out? Won't that cause trouble?"

Lu Qingdu's face was pale. He looked around and asked worriedly.

Zhao Zhijing said in a deep voice, "Whether we can get back alive is still uncertain... Besides, the scene is so chaotic, who knows what happened?"

"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. If they are all dead, I will definitely avenge them myself in the future!"

As they spoke, the fighting in the forest grew increasingly fierce, with Quanzhen Sect disciples constantly being injured and falling to the ground, on the verge of total annihilation.

"Neigh..."

Just then, a sudden neighing sound rang out, followed by a white horse charging into the woods! With its two front hooves raised high, it kicked down two assassins from the Vajra Sect!

A figure dressed in the clothes of a commoner from the Western Regions wielded a broken sword on horseback and instantly killed two people!

Duan Zhengchun finally arrived!

"Senior Brother Yin?!"

Lin Zhiyuan, who was fighting desperately, was the first to recognize Duan Zhengchun and couldn't help but call out in surprise.

Upon hearing the words, all the Quanzhen Sect disciples looked at Duan Zhengchun on horseback, and their hopes were instantly rekindled!

Duan Zhengchun didn't have time to reply. He rode his white horse and charged through the enemy ranks with unstoppable momentum, just like a general on the battlefield, heroic and dashing!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er also rode up and joined the battle. Although they had only recovered less than 20% of their strength, they had plenty of experience in the martial arts world.

Moreover, with their addition, the remaining disciples of the Quanzhen Sect immediately launched an unstoppable counterattack!

After a long time, more than half of the Vajra Sect disciples were killed, with only a small number managing to escape.

Duan Zhengchun dismounted and slowly approached Cui Zhifang and Lin Zhiyuan. He looked at them with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "You've worked hard."

Cui Zhifang and Lin Zhiyuan were visibly agitated, shaking their heads vigorously, momentarily speechless. Just moments before, they had prepared themselves for certain death.

With the appearance of Duan Zhengchun, everything seemed to have hope again.

At this moment, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er slowly approached. All the disciples immediately bowed respectfully. Seeing the two of them, everyone understood that the mission to the west was now halfway complete.

Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er, however, felt no joy looking at the wounded and fallen disciples of their sect; their faces were filled with sorrow and self-reproach...