Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2060 1499: Open Worlds

Li Zhixuan paid little attention to the duration of her travels, so long as she could locate the spiritual objects she required.

However, despite trailing those two young chaotic beasts for an extended period and scouring almost the whole territory, she discovered no signs of the spiritual objects whatsoever.

'Perhaps the spiritual objects I seek simply don't exist in the habitat of these chaotic creatures?'

This thought caused her to frown without realizing it.

In truth, the spiritual item Li Zhixuan hunted was exceptionally unique. In its natural state, it resembled commonplace plants.

But when combined and refined with diverse spirit ores, it dramatically boosted their attributes, earning it the name Hundred-Benefit Grass!

For instance, a resilient spirit ore grew even more durable after fusing with Hundred-Benefit Grass; a keen spiritual item sharpened further.

Such extraordinary spiritual objects represented priceless gems for artifact refiners!

And they held equal value for sword cultivators like Li Zhixuan.

Her desire for Hundred-Benefit Grass stemmed from the fact that, upon delving deeper into the Void, her sword techniques' destructive power had clearly diminished.

To be precise, the entities dwelling in the Void's depths boasted not only superior strength but vastly enhanced physical defenses as well.

Yet Li Zhixuan's own advancements failed to keep pace.

Thus, with defenses offsetting attacks, her effectiveness naturally appeared reduced compared to earlier.

She had stumbled upon knowledge of Hundred-Benefit Grass by chance, then devoted substantial effort to uncover its growth conditions, ultimately entering chaotic beings' domain.

Frankly, Li Zhixuan enjoyed her own share of luck. Upon sensing her power waning, she pursued remedies, and soon after, she crossed paths with Chaos Commerce!

Lacking Spirit Crystals, she traded a hefty amount of chaotic spiritual objects instead, netting over three thousand Spirit Crystals.

Not a fortune, yet sufficient for Li Zhixuan to acquire vital Jade Slips for Void survival, like "A Detailed Record of Three Thousand Chaotic Spiritual Objects" and "General Map of the Void."

Unlike Li Zhirui, however, she was just a transient visitor. Re-entering Chaos Commerce next time hinged on fortune alone.

The latter, by contrast, shared a destined link with Chaos Commerce, akin to an elite VIP. He could locate it via specific spiritual objects within a set radius.

In essence, Li Zhirui enjoyed semi-proactive access, whereas Li Zhixuan relied solely on serendipity.

It was the "Chaos Spiritual Objects" Jade Slip that revealed Hundred-Benefit Grass to her, along with its habitat details.

'Will I leave with nothing after all?'

Just as despair crept into Li Zhixuan's heart and she prepared to depart quietly, now deep within this horde's core, a shocking sight halted her.

The coveted Hundred-Benefit Grass blanketed an entire small mountain in this place!

Some had even evolved uniquely, likely from eons of growth.

But how could a small mountain exist in the Void?

It wasn't a mountain at all—rather, it consisted of the accumulated excrement from the local chaotic beings across endless ages!

Indeed! For Li Zhixuan, the ideal growth medium for the precious Hundred-Benefit Grass was exactly these creatures' waste and refuse!

Unfazed, she suppressed her thrill and nimbly gathered the Hundred-Benefit Grass with careful speed.

Though she harvested swiftly alone, this rare Void treasure commanded immense value, so Li Zhixuan aimed to collect as much as feasible.

Roar!

A sudden enraged bellow resounded from Chaos's depths.

Ever vigilant, Li Zhixuan swiftly stored the Hundred-Benefit Grass and retreated outward without delay.

Despite abundant Hundred-Benefit Grass left behind and pangs of regret, greed found no place in her heart; she withdrew resolutely.

Fortune smiled—she escaped unscathed, facing zero peril!

"With this abundance of Hundred-Benefit Grass, I need to convert it to Spirit Crystals without delay." Even at her cultivation level, Li Zhixuan struggled to curb her exhilaration.

Owing to its scarcity and bizarre traits, Hundred-Benefit Grass fetched sky-high prices.

To optimize gains, Li Zhixuan planned staggered sales rather than dumping it all at once.

But where? The enigmatic Chaos Commerce proved unreliable; she'd head to a publicly known open world instead.

Yes! Such realms genuinely dotted the Void.

They weren't natural, though—mighty worlds that subjugated others had forged them deliberately.

These served as trading and respite hubs for upright Transcendent worlds like Li Zhixuan's, plus sundry exiled wanderers.

Exiled beings were survivors of destroyed worlds, scarred by inescapable karma, drifting eternally through the Void.

"The nearest is Minghui Realm?"

Li Zhixuan produced her costly map, unfurled it, and watched a Spirit Light pulse, indicating her position.

Simultaneously, the map highlighted four or five multicolored Spirit Lights—the Void's open worlds.

...

Blossoms fork into twin paths; each weaves its separate saga.

After months of voyage, the Spirit Boat at last docked back at Mount Wanxian.

"Go notify the Clan Leader of that senior's words, and inform him I lack any answers too. Thus, the Li family's future path rests on descendants' insight and era's discernment."

Li Zhirui finally stepped from the cabin, addressing the escorting elder with grave sincerity.

"This…"

The elder never imagined Ancestor Rui, deemed omniscient by clansfolk, shared their puzzlement, leaving him rattled.

"No cause for such alarm and unease. The era's grand cosmic shift has barely commenced, far from the world's cataclysmic storm."

Truthfully, that moment lay unimaginably remote—distant enough for Heavenly Immortals to perish and ascend as Daoists, for the Li family to fade into oblivion.

With light reassurance, Li Zhirui vanished.

He had glimpsed Primal Spirit Realm's shifts via subtle hints, yet withheld direct word from the clan? The moment hadn't ripened!

Above all, certain truths remained unspeakable within the Primal Spirit Realm.

Li Zhirui brushed it aside. Back home, he secluded in his Cave Mansion to refine fresh techniques born of inspiration.

Meantime, the elder delivered earth-shattering tidings to the clan's main hall.

But initially, he shared not that, but the family's profits from peddling spiritual objects.