Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1844 - 1391: Preaching the Dao

Despite being an alien race, many members of the Ghost Clan have managed to avoid heavy karmic burdens. Their primary duty since birth was likely the isolation and refinement of negative emotions, keeping them relatively untainted.

In fact, the low-level Ghost Clan members tasked with gathering negative emotions from the outside world must process them through several stages before they are eventually delivered to the high-grade members of their race.

Jiang Fengwu realized that if she were to massacre these Ghost Clan beings without distinction, she would inevitably be burdened by karmic forces. Since the Ghost Clan is a race recognized by the Heavenly Dao, such an act would create obstacles for her future Cultivation.

On the other hand, simply releasing them was not a viable option. With nearly ten thousand Ghost Clan members present, there was no way to ensure they wouldn't return to terrorize the mortal realm once freed.

Torn by this dilemma, she eventually decided to capture all the Ghost Clan members, intending to find a suitable resolution for them at a later time.

The Ghost Clan members felt a collective sense of relief. As long as their lives were spared for now, a flickering flame of hope remained—perhaps they would find a way to survive after all!

Once this issue was handled, Jiang Fengwu reached out to the neighboring Immortal Dao Sects, leaving the final decision regarding the Ghost Clan's fate to them.

She then proceeded to seal her own cultivation once more, assuming the identity of a wandering heroine to travel through the mundane world.

Although she had acquired a secret technique from the Ghost Clan intended to shatter the bottleneck of a Heavenly Immortal, its crude and fragmented nature made her hesitant to use it—at least for the time being.

Consequently, she chose to adhere to the traditional path, immersing herself in the mortal world as a commoner to seek enlightenment alone!

As the saying goes, two flowers bloom on separate branches.

Meanwhile, at the summit of Mount Wanxian in Shanhai State.

Within Li Zhirui’s cave mansion, a soft white radiance pulsed. At the heart of this light sat a Twelfth Grade Purifying White Lotus in full bloom!

When he finally opened his eyes, the various spiritual phenomena filling the room vanished instantly.

Through years of diligent recovery and Cultivation, he had seen significant growth in both his physical constitution and his personal power, though his greatest achievement was his deepened understanding of the Purification Principle.

The previous blessing from the Heavenly Dao had allowed the already perceptive Li Zhirui to reach a new level of insight. Aside from the brief interruption caused by the plague, he had dedicated every waking moment to studying the Purification Principle.

Under such focused conditions, it was only natural that he would make massive strides in his progress.

However, Cultivation requires a balance between exertion and stillness. The long-term contemplation of profound principles had placed a heavy burden on Li Zhirui’s soul. To continue without rest would bring harm rather than further enlightenment.

Thus, he halted his Cultivation, ceasing his study of Dao principles and the refinement of Qi. He stepped out of his cave mansion, intending to observe the transformations the family had undergone during his absence.

Mist drifted around Mount Wanxian like delicate silk, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a celestial realm. The mountain was adorned with palaces and pavilions crafted from rare spiritual materials, blending ethereal beauty with solid craftsmanship.

Along the winding jade stairs, family members could be seen occasionally gliding through the air, steering magic artifacts, or traveling atop spirit beasts.

A mountain spring nearby fed a gentle river that meandered downward, eventually filling a vast lake at the base of the peak.

A grand mountain gate stood nearby, intricately carved with cloud motifs and the likenesses of all living things. The Five Divine Beasts—the Dragon, Phoenix, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Kylin—were depicted with such vivid detail they seemed almost alive.

In front of this gate sat a massive, smooth blue stone. It bore no inscriptions, appearing like a blank canvas waiting for a master's touch.

When night fell, the Great Zhou Heavenly Star Dou Array protecting the clan would shimmer, casting brilliant starlight across the sky and making the immortal mountain appear even more majestic.

Having spent so many years in secluded meditation, Li Zhirui was shocked by the extent of the family's growth.

A sense of deep satisfaction filled his heart as he witnessed their prosperity. Seeing the clan flourish and grow stronger was more important to him than anything else.

He walked toward the large blue stone at the gate. Focusing his mind, he channeled his mana into a beam of spiritual light. Within moments, four bold characters were etched into the stone: Wanxian Li Clan!

These four simple words contained Li Zhirui’s profound insights into the Dao. A cultivator with high latent talent might even gain significant realization just by studying them.

The name "Wanxian" reflected the ambitious vow made during the Li family’s reestablishment—the hope that the clan would one day boast ten thousand immortals!

If the Li family ever achieved such a feat, they would undoubtedly become the undisputed supreme power of the Primal Spirit Realm.

Of course, if other major powers heard of this ambition, they would likely mock it as a delusional fantasy.

Even the most ancient and powerful Immortal Dao Sects, such as the Supreme Palace, Yuxu Palace, and Biyou Palace, did not possess ten thousand Immortal Realm cultivators even when their numbers were combined.

After leaving his mark on the stone, Li Zhirui returned to the mountain to find Li Liangxiang. "It has been many years since I last provided guidance to the family," he remarked. "Now that I am free, I should fulfill my duties as an Elder."

"I will need your help to arrange the details."

Li Liangxiang was overjoyed by this news. Anything that benefited the clan's growth filled him with excitement; nothing else mattered in comparison!