Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Three days later.

On one of the training grounds of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Reporting, sir, everyone has arrived."

Demon Suppressor Wang Yue stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

"It's our turn to be on duty today, for January. Let's set off now."

As Wang Yue finished speaking...

Eleven Demon-Suppressing Guards followed behind them as they headed out of the city.

Luo Chen was among these eleven people.

As they left Qingyuan City, they encountered other demon-suppressing envoys leading their people out of the city.

The group was large and impressive, riding fine horses.

On the surrounding official roads, commoners gave way, and merchants stopped to watch a procession depart.

Luo Chen had been under Wang Yue's command for two days and could now name the other Demon Suppression Guards.

"No wonder there aren't many people in the Demon Suppression Division; they've all gone out of the city to patrol."

Beside him, a demon-suppressing officer heard his mutterings and smiled slightly.

"Normally, one-third of the Demon-Suppressing Guards patrol outside the city, one-third guard important locations, and one-third are engaged in cultivation."

"Patrolling outside will slow down cultivation, so usually we rotate every month."

Luo Chen nodded slightly.

Seeing Luo Chen remain silent, the Demon Suppression Guard assumed that Luo Chen was new to the area and somewhat afraid, so he comforted him.

"Luo Chen, you don't need to be nervous. Although the situation is turbulent and there are many demons, it's considered lucky to encounter one demon in a month."

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen thought, "This is outrageous!"

"Are there really so few demons?"

"Hehe, demons are incredibly intelligent. The Demon Suppression Division patrols around Qingyuan City every day. Only some fools would come here."

"Is that so...?"

Luo Chen fell into deep thought.

"I was being a bit presumptuous. Wouldn't it be a good thing if there were fewer demons?"

"I have plenty of time, so there's no need to rush!"

Composing themselves, the group began their journey.

When the sun is high in the sky.

The group stopped to rest at a post station.

The group arrived at the post station.

Demon Suppressor Wang Yue smiled and said to the innkeeper who was lying down.

"Hey Lao Li, your job is way easier than ours."

The innkeeper, an old man, walked in from the backyard with a smile on his face.

"Now that I'm old, this is the only place I can still contribute what I can."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Yue asked a question.

"How's it going? Have any demons been appearing lately?"

Luo Chen and the other Demon Guards found seats and ordered food from the waiter.

There are hardly any outsiders at the post station now, and they don't hold back when they talk.

"here it is?"

Beside him, a demon-suppressing guard named Xu Shan explained.

"This post station is one of our hidden outposts, responsible for intelligence gathering and dispatching."

"I see!"

Luo Chen nodded to himself, understanding.

Before long, the dishes were served.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they set off again on the official road.

Another hour passed.

Everyone stopped and waited quietly.

Wang Yue looked at the mountain in front of him and gave Luo Chen an instruction.

"Luo Chen, you will stay here for the next month. We have a base at the foot of the mountain. Report any situation immediately."

"Xu Shan, you should stay too."

"yes!"

After giving his orders, Wang Yue led the remaining Demon-Suppressing Guards away.

"There is a village here that was frequently attacked by demons a few years ago. After we killed the demons, it gradually became our permanent stronghold due to its special location."

The two arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain.

Standing at the village entrance, Xu Shan smiled and said to Luo Chen.

"How is it? Isn't it different from what I imagined the Demon Suppression Division to be?"

"A little!"

Luo Chen nodded.

While the two were talking, a large group of people from the village arrived at the village entrance.

"My lords, the village has prepared wine and food."

"Haha, gentlemen, hurry into the village."

Led by the village chief, most of the villagers came to the village entrance to greet them.

Xu Shan walked ahead, a smile on his face, completely uninhibited.

Luo Chen understood the villagers' enthusiasm to some extent.

With them around, safety is greatly guaranteed, so there's no need to worry. What's a little food and drink?

Having eaten and drunk their fill, the villagers dared not delay the officials of the Demon Suppression Bureau and departed one after another.

The village's Demon Suppression Division has a large courtyard for the guards to rest.

I sat in a chair in the lobby.

Xu Shan casually placed his long sword aside, picked his teeth, looked at Luo Chen beside him, and explained with a smile.

"Eat and drink as you please. They're only worried if we don't eat or drink."

Luo Chen looked at Xu Shan, who was sitting casually in front of him, and gave a wry smile.

The two chatted for a while before going their separate ways.

Luo Chen strolled along the stream at the village entrance, watching the children playing and frolicking.

"That skin-refining demon is always lurking in the shadows; it's a constant source of trouble."

He had not forgotten the demon that had attacked him last time.

"It's a bit troublesome in the village. If demons come looking for me, I might not be able to protect everyone."

Luo Chen muttered to himself, his figure unconsciously heading towards the edge of the village.

He did not inform Xu Shan.

It's clear that Xu Shan, this old Demon Guard, is not strong and has lost his ambition.

For the next two weeks.

Luo Chen always leaves early and returns late, patrolling the surrounding mountains, forests, and rivers.

To outsiders, he was just a young and impetuous man who wanted to hunt down demons to prove himself or earn merit.

……

On the banks of a great river, nestled among mountains.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Luo Chen sat quietly at the bow of the boat, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, fishing in the river.

Even with the sun high in the sky, the fish basket was still empty.

Luo Chen's lips twitched, and he got up cursing.

"What a lousy fishing rod."

"Cast a net, we must cast a net!"

He put away his fishing rod, pulled a fishing net from the stern of the boat, looked at the spot where he had baited the bait, and began to cast the net.

The fishing net sank into the river.

Luo Chen was slightly delighted, "The big shipment is on!"

He began to pull the fishing net with all his might, splashing water everywhere; it was quite heavy.

A dozen or so carp splashed and struggled in the fishing net.

Luo Chen noticed an unusual bluefish among the school of fish, which was struggling and rolling around with tremendous strength.

The strangest thing is that the fins on the back of the bluefish are blood red.

"Treasure Fish!"

Luo Chen's eyes lit up. Treasure fish are a precious resource that nourishes blood and qi, and is extremely beneficial to martial artists of the first realm.

Even the most ordinary treasure fish can cost over a hundred taels of silver.

Just as the large net was about to be pulled onto the small boat.

Beneath the surface, a figure suddenly emerged, a scarlet light tearing through the fishing net, the water surface shattering, the force soaring into the sky, and creating giant waves tens of meters high.

Luo Chen's pupils contracted, and the small boat beneath his feet instantly shattered into pieces.

"Good timing, we've been waiting for you!"

Luo Chen smiled instead of getting angry. He had been waiting for more than half a month, and finally, it arrived.

For the first half of the month, I patrolled outside day and night, but there was no sign of anything.

I never imagined that after only pretending to relax for three days, I would be unable to resist taking action.

The long sword was drawn, its blade cleaving through the water's surface. It collided with the crimson light, and using the recoil, it swiftly waded towards the shore.

Beneath the water's surface, a figure stood treading on the waves. It was a middle-aged martial artist with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled with a hint of mockery as he gazed at the distant figure.

As they approached the shore, Luo Chen's heart sank slightly.

"Two more clones?"