Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2053 1495: Guidance (2)

The early departure stemmed from his decision to skip the Teleportation Array entirely, opting instead for the time-honored approach of navigating via the Spirit Boat.

Primarily, the Li family group numbered over a hundred this time, making the Spirit Stone cost for the Teleportation Array prohibitively high.

The Li family wasn't disregarding decorum by bringing such a large entourage to the grand event; actually, most wouldn't participate in the banquet. Their plan was to capitalize on the assembly of Immortal Tao sects in Yunxia State by peddling the family's refined spiritual objects, eager to rake in substantial profits.

Secondly, several standout young talents among the group prompted Li Debo and others to hope Li Zhirui would mentor them en route.

He always welcomed guiding his own juniors, since their stronger growth meant bigger advantages for the entire family.

Li Zhirui had no desire to witness the downfall or extinction of the clan he'd nurtured and seen flourish.

Even as the shifting Heavenly Dao made life tougher for cultivators, the Li family might not endure eternally with heaven and earth, but its lifespan could at least be extended.

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Returning to the scene at hand!

"Is everyone prepared?"

Li Zhirui eyed Li Debo, who was bustling to assemble the family members nearby, and inquired in a gentle tone.

"Ancestor Rui, hold on just a bit longer; it'll be ready shortly." He pretended to wipe sweat from his brow, quickened his efforts, and prodded the clansmen to embark on the Spirit Boat without delay.

Deep in his gaze, however, a surge of irrepressible fury flickered.

Luckily, preparations wrapped up swiftly.

"Ancestor Rui, everything's in place."

"Then we're off." Li Zhirui ignored whatever had transpired, merely directing a clansman to steer the Spirit Boat.

With a sharp whistle, the Spirit Boat soared into the heavens, trailing streaks through the clouds.

Once clear of Mount Wanxian, Li Debo launched an inquiry into the culprit who had covertly caused delays on this trip.

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The Spirit Boat raced through the skies at breathtaking velocity.

Should Robbing Cultivators cross their path, pursuers couldn't keep pace, or upon spotting the Li family emblem, they'd recoil in fear and bolt away even faster at the first opportunity.

Outlanders might not recognize the Li family, given their low-key nature, but cultivators from Shanhai State and surrounding areas knew them intimately.

They understood the Li family's utmost priority was safeguarding clansmen. In group travels like this, beyond potent attack tools like Talismans, Thunder Pills, and similar spiritual items, they carried a unique treasure that could pinpoint and hunt down any slayer of Li family members.

A solitary Li cultivator might tempt Robbing Cultivators to strike, but such massive groups? No one dared—unless utterly certain of evading the Li family's chase!

Recall how a gang of Robbing Cultivators once waylaid and slaughtered a Li merchant caravan of merely a dozen-plus. Days later, Li forces nabbed them, sustaining them with Spirit Stones and treasures while carving over ten thousand wounds into their flesh before death claimed them.

The Li family captured it all via Memory Stones, broadcasting the footage across every Immortal City and marketplace in Shanhai State—looping it at gates and bazaar hubs for a solid month!

This sparked a mass exodus of cultivators in panic, emptying Shanhai State's bustling avenues overnight into eerie quiet.

In reality, the Li family didn't overprotect as outsiders believed; deaths from fair fights, duels, or clashes were chalked up to skill gaps, with no vengeance pursued.

Yet ambushes, blockades, or sneaky tactics? The Li family unleashed merciless retribution!

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Back to the tale.

Those desperate, scampering Robbing Cultivators would breathe sighs of relief if they knew a Heavenly Immortal rode within that Spirit Boat.

"So, you're the promising juniors endorsed by the Clan Leader and Elders?"

Li Zhirui called these youths to his side, posed the question, then scrutinized them closely.

Six in total—three males, three females—all from the "Qing" generation.

The legendary ancestor's presence, famed in tales from their youth, left these six juniors terribly on edge—an idol made flesh.

A pointer or two from him now would turbocharge their cultivation journeys ahead!

Moments later, Li Zhirui nodded to himself. The six showed no arrogance or impatience; despite anxiety and anticipation, they held steady.

"As family-favored juniors, I won't send you away without gains, being your elder."

Joy exploded across their faces, hearts pounding with thrill.

"Now, share the hurdles in your cultivation. With time on this journey, I'll dispel your confusions."

"Thank you, Ancestor Rui!"

The six bowed deeply in thanks.

Quickly, the eldest-looking one ventured: "Ancestor Rui, between Taoist Practice and Cultivation, which takes precedence for us? Can I prioritize building my cultivation base first, then circle back to Taoist Practice later?"

These six were fresh-faced, under a century old. Despite talent, they lingered at Void Refinement and Integration Realms.

This pace wasn't impressive. Their upbringing environment outshone Li Zhirui's Mortal Realm days; powerful sect disciples might near Individual Immortal by now...

Hence, their queries rang somewhat green.

"A towering edifice demands a solid base, with Taoist Practice as that vital bedrock!"

You can't erect half a structure then retrofit the foundation—utterly futile.

Cultivation follows suit!

Certain opportunities, once bypassed, vanish eternally—no do-overs.

Li Zhirui advised solemnly: "Don't deem grasping Laws and refining Taoist Practice a time sink. To chase lofty Great Tao heights and vast horizons, shun neglecting your Taoist Practice."

He didn't hush his voice; magic power amplified it, ensuring every soul on the Spirit Boat heard crystal-clear.

All aboard were his descendants. Instructing six equaled instructing all—no favoritism.

"Yes! This junior will etch it in his soul!"

"Ancestor Rui!"

Another youth bowed and queried: "Magical powers and spells guard the Tao. With Yuanling World peace fraying soon, should I devote more effort to bolstering them?"

Li Zhirui nodded approval. "Grasping this young is commendable."

Though talented in cultivation, this marked their debut beyond Shanhai State.

Not inexperienced, but confined to local jaunts, their Yuanling World insight remained shallow.

Posing this, sensing impending turmoil, highlighted sharp insight...

"Precisely—magical powers and spells defend the Tao. The Great Tao path brims with trials and perils. Lacking might, how to survive?"

Li Zhirui balanced Taoist Practice with raw power—his battle prowess had saved him countless times.

"If loath to grind combat skills, lean on aids like magical artifacts, Talismans, and such."

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Next, Li Zhirui resolved the rest's queries too.

Be it the six or fellow clansmen on the Spirit Boat, everyone reaped profound insights.