Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

Hearing that someone was looking for him, Qiu Zhen didn't delay and left the valley with Bai Shu.

Previously, Qiu Zhen hadn't found a reasonable "reason" to raise a demon beast, so he hadn't let Bai Shu show his face, fearing it would attract attention and expose his identity as a cultivator.

After establishing the "destined" persona, he could bring Bai Shu out into the streets openly, strengthening his "destined" image.

Only—

When Qiu Zhen brought Bai Shu out of the valley and appeared before the Qiu family members, everyone was dumbfounded.

All the clansmen stopped what they were doing, the fire of gossip burning fiercely in their hearts, and they all gathered around.

"Xiao Zhen, when did you have such a big little rascal?"

The old patriarch Qiu was dumbfounded, his expression strange.

Facing the gazes of the clansmen and villagers, Qiu's father, Qiu's mother, and Qiu Qing were also at a loss. When did this happen? They hadn't heard a word.

"Demon beast!"

"Xiao Zhen, is this the demon beast that follows you?"

Among the crowd, An Kang, surrounded by people, also looked surprised.

At first, he hadn't seen the clues of the "little boy." It was the treasure bestowed by the young master that warned of demonic energy that he realized that the child in front of him was not a child, but a monster.

A few days ago, in the An residence, he heard Qiu Zhen say that a demon beast had taken the initiative to follow and join him. Neither he nor his young master took it too seriously, only thinking it was an ordinary demon beast, attracted by the hidden aura, and joined his sect.

But the demon beast in front of him was obviously extraordinary.

"Steward An."

Qiu Zhen quickly greeted him, led him into a temporary, fairly clean camp, and poured tea:

"Why do you have time to come? Everything is just getting started here, and the place is simple. Please forgive me, Steward An."

Steward An smiled and took the tea, but his mind was still on Bai Shu, his face full of surprise:

"Could it be a congenital demon beast?"

"I'm not yet."

Bai Shu replied in a childish voice:

"But I will be soon. In the future, I will be the number one general under the young master!"

Speaking human language!

"He has even refined the hyoid bone?"

An Kang's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, his expression even more shocked:

"Xiao Zhen, you've found a treasure. It must possess the bloodline of a great demon to have such an aura."

After speaking, An Kang looked at Qiu Zhen, his gaze changing slightly.

Although he knew that Qiu Zhen might possess a "great destiny" and might have great achievements in the future, he didn't have any ideas in his mind for the time being.

After all, destiny is mysterious and unpredictable.

Just having "destiny" is useless; you have to grow up and not die young.

And now, although Qiu Zhen is only an ordinary acquired martial artist, he has a demon beast about to step into the congenital level, which is completely different.

The climate has been formed.

No longer the village boy of the past.

"Bai Shu does have some bloodline power."

Seeing Steward An's surprised look, Qiu Zhen secretly found it interesting, but he didn't explain too much and changed the subject:

"Steward An, the mountains are probably not peaceful these days."

"That's right. In the past few days, the beast tide in the mountains has officially erupted, and refugees are pouring in from all directions."

An Kang withdrew his gaze from Bai Shu, his expression straightening, and said:

"Today, I am ordered by the young master to bring you a treasure to conceal your destiny."

As he spoke, An Kang handed a string of beads to Qiu Zhen.

It was a string of amber beads, brownish-yellow in color and warm in texture. There was an insect similar to a dragonfly in the amber.

"This amber bead is called [Ephemeral Life]. Ephemera are born in the morning and die in the evening, small and easily lost, their fate is short and impermanent. The ephemera in the amber accidentally obtained spiritual energy to nourish it, and it defied fate to change its destiny, but it suffered disaster and was trapped in amber, exhausting the impermanence of fate. If you wear this string of amber, you can conceal your destiny, making it difficult for others to see your details."

"Thank you, young master. Thank you, Steward An."

Qiu Zhen cupped his hands in the direction of the An residence in the city, his heart filled with joy.

He had read widely, and when he heard that Apothecary An was going to give him a treasure to conceal his destiny, he wondered if it would be this kind of treasure.

He never expected it to be true.

"We are our own people, no need to be polite."

Steward An became more and more affectionate towards Qiu Zhen, who had outstanding potential, and smiled kindly:

"In addition, there is one more thing. Qingmu is flooded with refugees, and martial artists are going to the front line to clear out fierce beasts and demons, and the casualties are relatively large. The young master intends to let you go to the city for free medical treatment to accumulate some reputation. When the time comes, the young master will say a word for you, which will also give your Qiu Family Village more preferential treatment."

Qiu Zhen was delighted.

Apothecary An was paving the way for him. For many things, relying solely on relationships is not enough. On the surface, there must be some reason.

"Thank you, young master. These days, I have been studying medicine at the Qingmu Pharmacy and have made great progress. I will never hold back."

"Great good."

An Kang nodded repeatedly. He had asked Shopkeeper Liu in advance and knew something about it, but his expression was still a little hesitant:

"It's just that behind the beast disaster is a demon disaster. If you come forward for free medical treatment, I'm afraid you will encounter things like demons and evil spirits."

"It doesn't matter!"

Qiu Zhen smiled slightly. Others were deeply afraid of demons and evil spirits, but he was different. The purer the demon, the more excited he was:

"Steward An, we martial artists, how can we be afraid of demons and evil spirits? I will definitely go to this free clinic."

Qingmu Suburbs.

The long official road was filled with smoke and dust.

The disaster-stricken refugees dragged their families and carried their burdens, their expressions miserable, their faces haggard, walking on the long official road.

Some families had ox carts, with livestock helping to drag their luggage, although they were all covered in dust, they were generally decent.

Most refugees were not so lucky.

Strong young men carried simple luggage, which contained the family's only remaining luggage, the elderly walked with difficulty, and women carried young children on their backs, their faces haggard, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"Dong dong dong ~"

In the long, dragon-like refugee team, several ox carts slowly drove towards Qingmu City.

On the ox cart, a group of people lay in the car, old and young, their faces without the slightest panic and confusion of fleeing, leisurely, like a spring outing.

"Elder, this time the appearance of the immortal trace is really not small. I heard that the Changle Prefecture Demon Suppression Division intends to move the yamen to Qingmu City. If we mix in, under the eyes of the Demon Suppression Division, is it too risky?"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs? Our [Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance] has experts who have calculated that this immortal trace is extraordinary. Many immortal true inheritances have appeared in the world. If you encounter an immortal fate, you will be reborn."

In the main seat of the carriage, an old man with white beard, wearing ordinary farmer's coarse cloth clothes, and a thin figure, reprimanded the disciples around him, shook his head, and sighed:

"These immortal traces are the legacy left by the immortal predecessors, we must not fight for them. If the immortal traces are devoured and destroyed by demons, or fall into the hands of the court's running dogs, the immortal path will inevitably become more and more weak in the future."

Speaking, the white-bearded old man's tone was firm, and said:

"This time, it's not just our Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, I'm afraid fellow Taoists from all over the world will come. This is a struggle for the great path, we must not fight, we must not retreat half a step."

Everyone in the carriage heard this, and they were all silent, their faces full of expectation with a few traces of solemnity.

"Elder, these immortal fates are probably not easy to obtain."

"The alliance sent the old man to come, naturally it is not a random assignment, the old man has his own means."

The white-haired old man looked calm and quite confident:

"After you each settle down in Qingmu City, pay attention to discovering people with great luck or destiny. If we can recruit them for our use, we will definitely not return empty-handed from this time into the tiger's den."