Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1923: 1430: Exploration (2)

The Five Elements Small Realm covers a vast expanse, boasting laws that are fairly advanced. It has given rise to countless varied life forms, displaying a vibrant picture of thriving energy.

“You’ve toiled tirelessly over the years, and it’s because of you that the Five Elements Small Realm has flourished so impressively.” Li Zhirui expressed with true gratitude.

Yuhong brushed it off with a wave, replying, “This is simply an aspect of my own cultivation journey, so no need for such politeness.”

He refrained from adding more words and passed the Chaos God Demon Dao Body technique to Yuhong, instructing, “Examine this secret art and give your thoughts on it.”

Yuhong glanced at Li Zhirui in mild astonishment. From his demeanor, it was clear he held this secret art in high regard!

He fell silent then and started scrutinizing the Jade Slip with full focus, soon getting drawn into the secret art, completely absorbed by its depths.

This went beyond simple perusal—it was true insight!

Li Zhirui arched a brow but chose not to interrupt, remaining still nearby, gazing down at the frail, tiny creatures scattered across the land.

Three days passed before Yuhong snapped out of his deep understanding, his eyes shining with wonder and joy as he looked at him, “What inspired you? You’ve crafted such an extraordinary technique!”

At those words, Li Zhirui let out a light laugh, his lips curving upward, “Is it really as grand as you claim? The technique remains incomplete, and even when finished, it wouldn’t qualify as extraordinary.”

Even as he downplayed it, a surge of pride welled up inside him from the lavish compliment.

“No need for false humility; to me, this technique absolutely merits the title of extraordinary.”

Yuhong shook his head, adding, “It carves out a fresh route for innumerable beings beyond the Great Thousand World, instead of them solely ascending to superior realms.”

While the outcome of this route remains unpredictable, it at least provides an alternative option.

In his estimation, the prospects for this secret art shine brightly, potentially surpassing standard cultivation paths.

With that in mind, Yuhong couldn’t resist praising again, “You’re a true prodigy for devising such a technique! Maybe someday you’ll forge your unique way, rise as a legendary forebear, and earn eternal reverence!”

Yet Li Zhirui shook his head, countering, “I didn’t deduce this technique alone.”

Next, he described Li Zhixuan’s circumstances.

He avoids inflating his own talents, refusing to presume he alone commands any given secret art. In the immense cosmos, coincidences abound, including the emergence of twin techniques.

Scenarios like Li Zhixuan’s surely aren’t unique, and they might have occurred before, with others reverse-engineering the technique from their own experiences.

Even if not broadcast far and wide, it could circulate quietly among companions and followers, with some practicing it in secret.

Yuhong pondered briefly and conceded the logic, dropping the topic thereafter, diving instead into a fervent exchange with Li Zhirui over the technique’s intricacies.

“Do you intend to practice this technique yourself?”

Yuhong’s expression darkened, growing somber as he shook his head, “The technique holds merit, but it doesn’t fit me.”

His original form belongs not to humanity but to a magical treasure, clashing with the technique’s requirements.

Sure, that’s a small hurdle, one that time could resolve.

The real barrier for Yuhong lies in his distinctive cultivation route, which demands grasping the Three Thousand Laws—the deeper the insight, the loftier the level.

Though he primarily focuses on the Yin Yang Law nowadays, it merely eases the pressure on the remaining laws without erasing it entirely.

Given those constraints, Yuhong couldn’t calculate the price of pursuing the secret art, and that was just the start. Making real progress might demand far steeper sacrifices!

Realizing this, Li Zhirui understood the technique truly didn’t suit him and inquired, “Do you spot any flaws or inconsistencies in the technique?”

“With the laws you’ve so meticulously derived, I wouldn’t dare mishandle them lightly, though I must admit I haven’t delved into every detail yet.”

At that, Li Zhirui refrained from pressing Yuhong further and slipped away quietly from the Five Elements Small Realm, his Divine Sense withdrawing back to his physical form.

…

Days slipped by with the sun’s rise and set, until the appointed time Li Zhirui had given to Clan Leader Li Xiuyuan arrived.

Knock knock—

A messenger approached warily and rapped on the courtyard door.

Deep in studying a Pill Recipe within his secluded room, Li Zhirui caught the noise right away. A quick mental tally told him the purpose, so he stowed the Jade Slip promptly and headed to the yard’s gate.

“Ancestor Rui, the Clan Leader dispatched me to request your presence.”

“Very well, let’s head out.” With no delay, he wrapped both in Spirit Light, vanishing in a flash.

“Is everyone already assembled for me?” Upon Li Zhirui’s arrival, the others had gathered ahead.

“Greetings, Ancestor Rui!” They all saluted together.

Clarifying, “The group only just got here a short while back.”

“Then off we go.”

“Understood.”

The team climbed aboard the Spirit Boat, sailing directly toward a distant outpost of the Li family.

Hundred Maple Mountain lies to the north of Mount Wanxian, close to the Changli Mountain Range, featuring moderate Spiritual Energy yet stunning vistas, particularly during fall. Rising no higher than a hundred feet, the peak resembles a canvas daubed with hues, bursting with vivid colors that captivate the eye.

Typically serene, Hundred Maple Mountain buzzed today with over a hundred visitors, transforming into a bustling hub.

Stepping off the Spirit Boat onto the slopes, the party set to work at once, handling preparations of every kind.

All that remained was Li Xiuyuan’s signal for the designated clansmen to proceed, using the secret art to tear open a spatial tear.

“Don’t glance my way—issue the command on your own.”

Li Zhirui, noticing Li Xiuyuan’s look, spoke up immediately.

Li Xiuyuan drew in a steadying breath and declared, “Commence!”

The clansman snapped his fingers, sending Spirit Light surging forth as intricate, arcane spell patterns bloomed from his palms, merging seamlessly in sequence.

The barren void ahead of him ripped apart in an instant, birthing a fissure that widened steadily until it stabilized into a full-fledged space rift, now self-sustaining without further need for the secret art.

“May you all return unharmed!”

To the clansmen venturing into the Outer World, Li Zhirui gave no ornate wishes, only a heartfelt desire for their safety.

Even with the family’s present power, losing every one of these members in the Outer World wouldn’t deal a major blow.

For the entire clan, their contributions amount to little, barely a blip.

Thus, plenty show scant concern for their fates, yet each represents a lineage behind them.

As this group of clansmen fully crossed through the space rift into the Outer World, Hundred Maple Mountain fell markedly still, even as numerous onlookers anticipated their comeback, yearning for tales of rare Spiritual Objects retrieved.

Li Zhirui lingered quietly off to the side, his figure so unobtrusive that many clansmen overlooked this senior instinctively.

All at once, he advanced, making directly for the space rift.

“Ancestor Rui, will you venture into the Outer World in person?” Li Xiuyuan called out hastily.

“Merely intrigued by the mechanics of crossing worlds.”

After a short pause for thought, he crossed the threshold, tossing back, ‘I’ll return shortly,’ before vanishing from view.

Li Xiuyuan sensed a twinge of worry but kept his composure in front of the others, encouraging them to keep vigil.

By now, Li Zhirui had entered the Outer World.

The moment he crossed in, he sensed the myriad curbs and dilutions enforced by the Heavenly Dao, his peak power slashed to maybe a mere tenth.

And that was luckier than some; certain worlds enforce harsher Heavenly Dao clamps, as if determined to repel all intruders from beyond, crippling them to the utmost if they intrude.

Legend has it that in the strictest such worlds, even Human Immortal cultivators emerge exhibiting only Mortal Realm might.