Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood-Chapter 1402 - 688: Daily Life in Hebai City! _2

The woman nodded and then invited Luo Chen to sit down, beginning to recount the history and culture of Hebai City.

Luo Chen listened attentively, occasionally asking questions.

Through the conversation with the woman, he gained a deeper understanding of Hebai City.

Time slipped by unnoticed, as the sunset cast its golden glow across the garden.

Luo Chen stood up and bid farewell to the woman and the young girl.

"I’m truly grateful to you both for giving me the chance to learn about Hebai City today."

The woman replied with a smile, "No need to thank us, Mr. Luo Chen, I hope you enjoy every day here."

Luo Chen thanked them again, then slowly left the garden and returned to the inn.

His heart was filled with gratitude and respect for Hebai City, and he decided to stay a while longer to immerse himself in the local life.

In the days that followed, Luo Chen not only explored the city but also frequently helped residents with various tasks.

He helped repair damaged houses, took part in field work, and even performed sword dance during festivals, celebrating with the residents.

Over time, Luo Chen established a deep bond with the people of Hebai City.

He began to understand that Sword Dao is not merely a martial technique but a way to live in harmony with the world.

Every interaction and act of assistance gave him new insights into the Sword Dao.

During his time in Hebai City, Luo Chen’s spirit was purified, and his Sword Dao gradually reached a new level.

He realized that true Sword Dao is living in harmony with nature, being kind-hearted, and maintaining inner peace and steadfastness.

Finally, one day, Luo Chen stood at the highest point in Hebai City, gazing at the vibrant land. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He knew it was time to leave.

He returned to the inn, packed his belongings, and quietly left Hebai City.

At the city gate, several residents came to see him off, their eyes filled with reluctance.

"Big brother, you must come back!"

The young girl held his hand, her eyes glistening with tears.

Luo Chen nodded with a smile, "I will."

With that, Luo Chen silently departed.

...

If the previous North Hong City was the world of cultivators,

then the much smaller Hebai City was the secular world.

Here, not to mention cultivators,

even the martial artists who specialize in physical training did not exist.

What there was comprised the simple folk customs of Hebai City.

It was precisely because of this that Luo Chen felt notably comfortable and at ease.

...

Outside Hebai City.

Luo Chen continued to ride a horse silently forward.

As he rode along the countryside paths outside Hebai City, the surrounding gentle green hills and distant mountains appeared particularly serene in the sunset.

The breeze blew by, carrying the fresh scent of earth and wildflowers, bringing a sense of peace.

Though he felt reluctant to leave the residents of Hebai City, he knew his journey was not yet complete.

He yearned to explore more unknown places, to experience different lives, and to enrich his Sword Dao cultivation.

The sound of hooves echoed softly on the path, as Luo Chen reminisced about his days in Hebai City.

Those simple and happy times gave him a new understanding of life.

He began to realize that the cultivation of Sword Dao is not just about pursuing strength and techniques, but more about the nurturing of spirit and understanding of the world.

As night fell, Luo Chen found a suitable place to camp in a small grove.

Skilled in lighting a campfire, he prepared some simple food.

The firelight reflected on his face, appearing exceptionally tranquil.

Late at night, Luo Chen sat by the campfire, gazing at the starlit sky, feeling a surge of inexplicable calm within.

He closed his eyes and began to meditate, blending his spirit with nature.

On such a night, he seemed to hear the breath of the earth and feel the pulse of the universe.

At dawn, Luo Chen continued his journey.

He crossed fields and streams, arriving at a place called "Qingyun Town."

The town was not large but bustling, with various stalls lining the streets, lively with the sound of vendors.

Luo Chen walked around the town, observing the local customs and manners.

He found that although Qingyun Town was different in scale compared to Hebai City, its residents lived similarly simple and joyful lives.

He decided to stay here for a time to experience a different life.

Just as Luo Chen was planning to find an inn to stay,

suddenly, the arrival of a group of bandits.

Disrupted the peace and calm of the town.

"Run, hurry up and run!"

"Brother, you must be a stranger here?"

"You should hurry and run too!"

"If those thugs catch you, there will be trouble..."

Luo Chen stood among the crowd, watching the panicked people scatter, his brow furrowed, filled with indignation.

He initially intended to stay out of it, but seeing the frightened innocent citizens, he couldn’t just stand by.

"You bandits dare to commit crimes in this place!"

Luo Chen shouted, his figure swiftly moving to block the bandits’ path.

The leader of the bandits was a burly man with a rugged face, who laughed heartily upon seeing Luo Chen alone, "Kid, you’re courting death!"

Before the words were finished, the bandits brandished their swords, rushing forward.

Luo Chen, agile in form, wielded his sword with electrifying speed, fighting many foes without falling behind.

The Sword Light flickered in the sunlight, and each swing accurately hit the mark, soon leaving many bandits writhing on the ground.

The remaining bandits, upon witnessing this, began to retreat, the leader’s face turning pale. He hadn’t expected such skill from this seemingly scholarly youth.

The burly man roared, drawing a huge axe from his waist, swinging it at Luo Chen.

Seeing this, Luo Chen evaded calmly, sidestepping the huge axe attack.

He thrust his sword effortlessly, the tip precisely piercing the leader’s shoulder, causing him to drop the axe in pain.

"Die!!!"

The leader roared, despite the severe pain in his shoulder making it almost impossible to grip his weapon, he tried using his weight and brute strength to crush Luo Chen.

However, Luo Chen’s swordsmanship relies not only on strength but on skill and speed.

He moved like an agile cat, weaving through the leader’s attacks, each move precise, causing every attack to miss.

The surrounding bandits, witnessing this, began to feel panic.

They had never seen such an opponent before and were momentarily at a loss.

Luo Chen seized the opportunity, moving like an apparition among them, with each strike causing a spray of blood, repeatedly felling the bandits.

In the end, when the last bandit felt the tip of Luo Chen’s sword at his throat, the entire town of Qingyun held their breath.

Luo Chen’s sword remained steadily poised at the bandit’s throat, his gaze piercing, sweeping across each bandit’s face, the aura emanating from him preventing any movement.

"Leave!"

Luo Chen’s voice was cold, like the winter wind, instilling fear in all present.

The bandits scurried away in fear, fleeing Qingyun Town.

Luo Chen sheathed his sword, turning to face the townsfolk.

Their eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration, they expressed their thanks to Luo Chen.

"Thank you, hero, for your help; the peace of Qingyun Town has been preserved."

An elderly elder stepped forward, bowing deeply.

Luo Chen smiled gently, waving his hand, "No need to thank me; it was what I ought to do."

The elder looked up at Luo Chen, a thoughtful look in his eyes, "Hero, your swordsmanship is exceptional. Would you be willing to stay in our town for a few days, giving us the chance to repay your kindness?"

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