Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2058 1498: Ancient Lotus

Once the auction concluded, the cultivators scattered in different directions.

Lacking the temptation of those rare spiritual treasures, they remembered Lin Changqing's shocking proclamation, fueling their growing impatience.

One by one, they activated the Teleportation Array to depart from Yunxia State at top speed.

Meanwhile, the Li family, exactly like on their arrival, embarked on the Spirit Boat for a leisurely return to Shanhai State, appearing utterly indifferent to this vital intelligence.

As before, Li Zhirui, whenever he had free moments, responded to his clansmen's inquiries and provided cultivation advice.

It's no overstatement to claim that these over a hundred members, owing to his instructions during the past few months' travel, would enjoy smoother progress ahead than the majority.

They regarded it as a profound honor, and it might just prove the most significant stroke of fortune in their entire lives.

Under the quiet night sky, Li Zhirui pondered the mishap—why hadn't the chance his Spiritual Sense alerted him to shown up yet?

"Could it be that it's not aboard the Spirit Boat, but inside the Teleportation Array?"

Yet after thinking it over, he deemed it improbable.

The Teleportation Array works by creating a steady spatial passage, allowing a single step to span thousands of li.

Had he taken the Teleportation Array to Yunxia State, the trip would've lasted under an hour, despite some delay from a midway transfer.

With such brief duration and staying within the array's range, how could any opportunity arise there?

"Never mind. If it's gone, it's gone."

At once, Li Zhirui stopped mulling over it, banishing the matter from his mind.

Given his present cultivation level and realm, such opportunities weren't as crucial anymore.

The night went by peacefully.

On the following day, Li Zhirui resumed his lessons, advising his clansmen on cultivation matters.

However, shortly afterward, the Spirit Boat abruptly stopped.

This sudden occurrence forced Li Zhirui to pause his instruction, as he extended his Divine Sense to probe the situation.

He swiftly pinpointed the cause.

A cultivator, chased by bandit cultivators, had deliberately escaped to this spot begging for assistance.

"Fellow Daoists, save me! I'll reward you handsomely!" the cultivator shouted in desperation.

With Li Zhirui aboard the Spirit Boat—even against a Heavenly Immortal Cultivator—no one's safety was at risk.

Still, the intruder's disruption to the lesson made the leading clansman show clear displeasure; his face soured, and he snapped, "Get lost! This is your personal disaster, none of our business."

The cultivator's expression also grew grim; he never anticipated this formidable group would reject him so heartlessly!

Yet with his Mana almost exhausted and the pursuers closing in relentlessly, without help from these ahead cultivators, his doom seemed inevitable!

No one could face such a fate with composure, particularly since he'd just acquired an extraordinary fortuitous opportunity.

This very opportunity convinced him that, with sufficient cultivation time, he'd surely reach Heavenly Immortal one day!

However, that same opportunity, combined with his imprudent conduct and rashness post-acquisition, led to the secret spreading, inviting catastrophe.

Thus, come what may, he was determined not to perish here!

Hence, ignoring the clansman's glare, he clenched his teeth and hovered close to the Spirit Boat, praying it would aid his escape from death.

At this sight, the Li family clansman's brows furrowed deeply, pondering a forceful expulsion, but then Li Zhirui intervened!

Ignoring the loose cultivator's feelings entirely, he moved without hesitation, capturing the fellow and pulling him directly in front.

Li Zhirui stared sharply at him and declared, "Hand over that reward you spoke of. I'll get you through this crisis."

The loose cultivator sensed the world whirl in an instant, landing before a youthful, bottomless cultivator. Strangely, overwhelming dread surged inside, snuffing out all defiance. Submissively, he retrieved the pledged treasure from his Storage Magical Treasure.

Li Zhirui's swift action stemmed from hearing the man's plea, which stirred a powerful throb in his heart—instantly confirming this person held his awaited fortuitous opportunity!

Upon inspection, he identified it as an Earth Immortal Rank spiritual item—a vital boon for cultivators mired in the Individual Immortal Realm.

Yet it wasn't the prize Li Zhirui desired.

"You're holding back. Alright, I'll take it myself."

Before the sentence ended, the man's face went slack, his form crumpled, dissolved into ash, and got discarded from the Spirit Boat.

All this escaped notice, but the loose immortal met his end, his cultivation journey terminated, body turned to powder, leaving just a Storage Magical Treasure.

The nearby clansmen remained unmoved, treating it as routine.

He effortlessly summoned the treasure, probing it with his Divine Sense.

Instantly, he located the trigger for his Spiritual Sense: a fist-sized, unremarkable Black Stone.

Truthfully, this Black Stone derived from the earth-attribute supreme treasure, Breath Soil!

Nevertheless, it wasn't Li Zhirui's target. With a simple motion, the Black Stone cleaved apart, exposing the concealed treasure inside.