Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1907 - 1422: To Be Cultivated (2)

The demon cultivators who were left behind debated whether to keep chasing, though others preferred to pull back. First, they needed to split up the spiritual treasures, scriptures, and jade slips they'd obtained moments ago, lest endless quarrels erupt later on.

Sun Song, standing nearby, watched the unfolding events and inwardly fumed with resentment. Once these issues got sorted, their target would have fled to a distant place. Locating her spot might be possible, yet the immense gap would probably hinder any chance of overtaking her.

Going after her by himself filled him with dread, since he'd seen Jiang Fengwu crush two comrades who outmatched him in power.

That level of overwhelming might left him utterly outclassed. Venturing alone could cost him his life in the attempt.

With deep regret, Sun Song resigned himself to reality, as a fortune in gold slipped right out of sight.

In the meantime, Jiang Fengwu had soared wildly through the skies for a good stretch. Seeing no demon cultivators trailing her anymore, she let out a relieved breath, "Finally got rid of them!"

The dire peril to her existence had kept her going before, but with the threat lifted, tension drained from her; her form slackened and almost tumbled to the ship's surface.

During the grueling chase, she'd snatched less than two hours of rest, sustained only by sheer determination, yet at this point, she could no longer push further.

Her physical frame, meridians, spiritual soul, and dantian—all had hit the absolute brink for Jiang Fengwu; a breakdown might cause everything to burst apart.

Luckily, such burdens lay behind her from here onward.

Still, she held back from fully unwinding, as she hadn't escaped the demonic Tao's domain yet, requiring her to keep masking who she was.

As a result, Jiang Fengwu eased her pace just a bit, hiding her aura even deeper; only a sharp-eyed watch would spot her spirit boat otherwise.

This way, she crossed over without much hassle to the divide separating West Continent from East Continent, reaching the Immortal Demon Battlefield where the ground stained a deep crimson from layers of shed blood!

As she neared the East Continent side of the battlefield, Jiang Fengwu quickly dismantled the array concealing her as a demon cultivator, preventing accidental strikes from Immortal Tao allies.

Moreover, justifying it would prove a real hassle even if she tried.

Her path stayed mostly uneventful while clearing the grand formation's inspections, allowing her back into East Continent lands.

Jiang Fengwu's initial move was to seek out a guesthouse for some solid recovery time!

Even without pursuers in the journey's final stretch, being inside demonic Tao grounds meant she couldn't pause for respite, keeping her on edge for close to two or three months straight.

A bowstring stretched beyond its limit breaks, and people fare no better under strain.

So she skipped everything—no cultivation practice, no mental image mending—just plunged into deep sleep across three full days and nights.

When she roused, Jiang Fengwu brimmed with renewed energy, looking vibrant and alert, a far cry from her earlier state of utter exhaustion.

"Next, I'll head back to the family, enter secluded cultivation, and break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm before long!" The ordeal had surged her assurance, convincing her she could pull it off.

Hence, she avoided hanging around the frontier town, setting off anew toward home aboard her spirit-guided flying vessel.

...

In contrast to Jiang Fengwu, Li Zhixuan—another seeker of the Heavenly Immortal Realm—faced rougher luck.

Her stock of elixirs from before had dwindled to almost nothing, so she hazarded staying in the void, wagering her existence on a faint hope to boost her odds against the barrier.

However, perhaps from over-relying on such desperate tactics, Li Zhixuan found this round yielded little result, failing to propel her cultivation forward one bit.

This left her seething with irritation, as it was her go-to method. Without success here, she'd need to retreat to the Primal Spirit Realm and hunt for alternatives.

Abandoning the push to Heavenly Immortal? No matter the circumstances, timing, or location, Li Zhixuan never once considered quitting.

With that, she started the trip back to the Primal Spirit Realm.

The chaotic void offered no guarantees of peace; a serene route could erupt into deadly peril the very next moment.

Thankfully, Li Zhixuan navigated with fair ease, handling minor hazards she met and fleeing those beyond her grasp.

...

At another spot, Li Zhirui sat in lotus position within his cavern abode, gradually drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy,

——

Sun Song, standing nearby, watched the unfolding events and inwardly fumed with resentment. Once these issues got sorted, their target would have fled to a distant place. Locating her spot might be possible, yet the immense gap would probably hinder any chance of overtaking her.

Going after her by himself filled him with dread, since he'd seen Jiang Fengwu crush two comrades who outmatched him in power.

That level of overwhelming might left him utterly outclassed. Venturing alone could cost him his life in the attempt.

With deep regret, Sun Song resigned himself to reality, as a fortune in gold slipped right out of sight.

In the meantime, Jiang Fengwu had soared wildly through the skies for a good stretch. Seeing no demon cultivators trailing her anymore, she let out a relieved breath, "Finally got rid of them!"

The dire peril to her existence had kept her going before, but with the threat lifted, tension drained from her; her form slackened and almost tumbled to the ship's surface.

During the grueling chase, she'd snatched less than two hours of rest, sustained only by sheer determination, yet at this point, she could no longer push further.

Her physical frame, meridians, spiritual soul, and dantian—all had hit the absolute brink for Jiang Fengwu; a breakdown might cause everything to burst apart.

Luckily, such burdens lay behind her from here onward.

Still, she held back from fully unwinding, as she hadn't escaped the demonic Tao's domain yet, requiring her to keep masking who she was.

As a result, Jiang Fengwu eased her pace just a bit, hiding her aura even deeper; only a sharp-eyed watch would spot her spirit boat otherwise.

This way, she crossed over without much hassle to the divide separating West Continent from East Continent, reaching the Immortal Demon Battlefield where the ground stained a deep crimson from layers of shed blood!

As she neared the East Continent side of the battlefield, Jiang Fengwu quickly dismantled the array concealing her as a demon cultivator, preventing accidental strikes from Immortal Tao allies.

Moreover, justifying it would prove a real hassle even if she tried.

Her path stayed mostly uneventful while clearing the grand formation's inspections, allowing her back into East Continent lands.

Jiang Fengwu's initial move was to seek out a guesthouse for some solid recovery time!

Even without pursuers in the journey's final stretch, being inside demonic Tao grounds meant she couldn't pause for respite, keeping her on edge for close to two or three months straight.

A bowstring stretched beyond its limit breaks, and people fare no better under strain.

So she skipped everything—no cultivation practice, no mental image mending—just plunged into deep sleep across three full days and nights.

When she roused, Jiang Fengwu brimmed with renewed energy, looking vibrant and alert, a far cry from her earlier state of utter exhaustion.

"Next, I'll head back to the family, enter secluded cultivation, and break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm before long!" The ordeal had surged her assurance, convincing her she could pull it off.

Hence, she avoided hanging around the frontier town, setting off anew toward home aboard her spirit-guided flying vessel.

...

In contrast to Jiang Fengwu, Li Zhixuan—another seeker of the Heavenly Immortal Realm—faced rougher luck.

Her stock of elixirs from before had dwindled to almost nothing, so she hazarded staying in the void, wagering her existence on a faint hope to boost her odds against the barrier.

However, perhaps from over-relying on such desperate tactics, Li Zhixuan found this round yielded little result, failing to propel her cultivation forward one bit.

This left her seething with irritation, as it was her go-to method. Without success here, she'd need to retreat to the Primal Spirit Realm and hunt for alternatives.

Abandoning the push to Heavenly Immortal? No matter the circumstances, timing, or location, Li Zhixuan never once considered quitting.

With that, she started the trip back to the Primal Spirit Realm.