Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1902: 1420: Awaiting Recuperation

Observing the unfolding events, Li Zhirui pushed forward with greater speed in the cleansing procedure, eager for Xiaoqing to escape his torment without delay.

Nevertheless, completing the full removal of every impurity inside him demanded a full hour's effort.

Without Li Zhirui's safeguarding of Xiaoqing’s heart meridian, the overwhelming agony in his unconscious state could have claimed his life!

“Phew—”

Having completed these strenuous tasks, Li Zhirui sensed utter fatigue washing over him and exhaled a heavy puff of tainted breath.

Worried about Xiaoqing’s state, he chose not to depart hastily; instead, he settled into a cross-legged position close by, cultivating in meditation to restore his energies while keeping a vigilant watch over him.

Days passed with the sun climbing and descending, until at last, Xiaoqing stirred from his deep unconsciousness after several cycles.

“Thank you, Jiu!” The moment his eyes fluttered open, he spotted Li Zhirui nearby and forced out these words in a raspy tone.

“It’s alright.”

After a thorough check to ensure his well-being, Li Zhirui remarked, “You’ve survived this ordeal, and the barrier to reaching Heavenly Immortal has vanished. Once you recuperate properly and sort out the matters of Divine Domain and Divine Position, your advancement should proceed without hindrance.”

“It’s a blessing in disguise.” Xiaoqing offered a subtle smile.

Though the mishap had nearly ended him, fortune often follows calamity's shadow, and he had at last overcome the stubborn impasse that plagued him for so many years.

Were he not a Divine, upon mending, he could immediately face the Tribulation Transcendence.

Yet…

“While the wound spared his core foundation, his Spiritual Soul and physical form endured heavy damage, demanding substantial time for true healing.”

For this recovery, no less than two or three millennia would suffice.

“A few thousand years means little; I can endure the wait.”

Through this harrowing trial, Xiaoqing’s demeanor underwent a profound shift. Once a tempest of impatience and fury, he now exuded a serene composure, advancing with resolute steadiness.

“That’s good then.”

Beholding Xiaoqing in his transformed state, Li Zhirui experienced a surge of satisfaction.

After tending to Xiaoqing for an additional day or two, noting his partial restoration and basic mobility, Li Zhirui departed, unable to linger eternally as his caretaker.

In an unforeseen twist, the instant Li Zhirui exited, he encountered Cang.

“Jiu, is Xiaoqing alright?”

“He’s fine, and it’s a blessing in disguise as he broke through the bottleneck, but his injuries are severe and will take one or two thousand years to heal.” Li Zhirui briefly recounted Xiaoqing’s experience.

Upon hearing this, Cang at last eased his tensions. Earlier, he had seen Li Zhirui rushing into Xiaoqing’s Cave Mansion, sensing trouble afoot, yet arrived a moment too late. Barred from entering by the Formation, he refrained from forcing his way in.

Fearing that shattering the Formation might spark further disaster, he lingered outside in fretful vigil, murmuring prayers through these endless days.

“Do you have any thoughts about your future?”

Now that they crossed paths, he inquired about Cang’s forthcoming intentions, yearning for him to avoid Xiaoqing’s perilous path of constant brinkmanship, where one slip could spell utter ruin.

“No…” Cang’s features clouded with evident unease and concern right away. Across the years, his mind had fixated on growing the Divine Domain, elevating the Divine Position, and acquiring additional Divine Positions.

Yet no clear path or workable strategy had emerged.

Begin with the Divine Domain? Long ago, to counter the Sea Clan, the surrounding seas of Shanhai State fell under diverse claims, from which Cang had reaped gains in his time.

The Heavenly Court forbade mighty Divines from swelling their Divine Domains by subduing lesser gods, lest it doom the small ones to extinction and plunge the Divine Path into turmoil.

Elevating the Divine Position proved equally impossible, given the fixed expanse of waters under Cang’s sway, devoid of unique traits to spur its ascent.

As for gaining more Divine Positions, he lacked any starting point; moreover, such positions remained rare treasures, hard to seize.

Learning of Cang’s dilemmas, Li Zhirui proposed an idea, “Have you considered the Rain God and Snow God?”

The Rain God and Snow God, overseers of rain and snow, complemented his existing Water God Divine Position perfectly. Should Cang secure two fresh Divine Domains matching the Water God’s scope, the chains blocking his entry to the Heavenly Immortal Realm would shatter!

Moreover, in today’s landscape, the Rain God and Snow God stood as somewhat overlooked Divine Positions.

This stemmed first from their grueling demands, where errors invited swift retribution from the Heavenly Dao, decrees from the Heavenly Court, or a combined fury!

Additionally, these positions ranked low, ruling modest territories; above all, their futures seemed confined, far from the boundless horizons of Water God or Earth God.

“Right! How did I not think of that?” Cang’s gaze sparked with sudden insight, having dismissed these humble Divine Positions amid his lofty ambitions before.

But Li Zhirui’s nudge revealed their value for his Heavenly Immortal breakthrough, erasing any hint of scorn; all else faded to illusion—cultivation alone held true worth!

“Thank you for the reminder, Jiu!” Cang voiced his heartfelt thanks.

“Acquiring these Divine Positions requires your effort.”

“Of course! I won’t miss this opportunity.” For deep down, he grasped that letting it slip away might mean no second chance!