Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2086 1512: Hope

Since time flows far more slowly within The Void, thousands of years have long elapsed back in the Primal Spirit Realm.

Over these years, even as the Li family remained low-key and dormant, their internal growth never faltered. Though no additional Heavenly Immortals arose, a host of new Earth Immortals emerged.

The cultivation levels of individuals like Jiang Fengwu and Li Mingyao advanced dramatically as well.

Part of the credit for these outstanding achievements goes to Li Zhirui's transcendence, which ignited powerful motivation in them to chase after his path.

The other major factor lies in the cultivation experiences and insights he bequeathed, acting as a potent catalyst for their progress.

In truth, Li Zhirui stands apart from Li Zhixuan. She possessed zero foundation within the Heavenly Immortal Realm, making her insights of scant value to Jiang Fengwu and the others.

Li Zhirui, on the other hand, toiled tirelessly in the Heavenly Immortal Realm for over ten thousand years, ascending to the pinnacle of Heavenly Immortal Perfection! The experiences, insights, and comprehensions he imparted represent priceless treasures for any Heavenly Immortal.

"I wonder where Jiu is these days, whether he's faring well, or if that Secret Technique he craves has come to fruition." As Qingpeng gazed upon the radiant full moon, his deep longing could no longer be contained, surging forth uncontrollably.

Standing beside him, Qingcang grew wistful too, his gaze distant, before he remarked: "Given Jiu's talents, he's undoubtedly thriving—even in The Void, he might well have stepped into the Profound Immortal Realm by now."

"True enough, Jiu always downplayed his own aptitude, yet he proved the mightiest among us, forever surging ahead and paving our way forward."

With eyes lost in reverie and brimming with sorrow, Qingpeng murmured: "I wonder if any chance remains in my lifetime to reunite with Jiu."

"The boundless expanse of The Void, devoid of fixed coordinates... perhaps..."

While Qingcang desperately wished to encounter Li Zhirui once more and journey at his side, he grasped all too well the sheer impossibility of it, tempering his hopes accordingly.

"Have you overlooked that Yuhong still accompanies Jiu? To press onward, he'll need to transcend—and someday, he'll make his way back to the Primal Spirit Realm." Qingxuan, who had slipped in silently, broke in abruptly.

The pair started in shock—indeed! How could they have let that slip their minds?

Still, Yuhong's formerly subdued presence meant they'd blanked on him momentarily.

All the same, a firm prospect of reunion now beckoned for them.

Such assurance stemmed from the fact that neither Qingpeng nor Qingcang held strong confidence in transcending successfully before his return.

This stemmed not from any self-doubt, but from cold, hard reality!

Behold the Great Gods of the Divine Path—countless years have flown by, yet aside from Doumu, who orchestrated a triumphant Primal Spirit incursion into a Great Thousand World, none others prevailed.

And therein lies the very curse—or steep toll—these Divine beings must endure!

As entities blessed and shielded by the Heavenly Dao, these Divine ones cannot harvest every reward without some recompense.

"By then, Jiu might tower beyond mere Profound Immortal status, perhaps even poised to aid us!" Qingpeng declared with eager anticipation.

"Yet we cannot pin everything on Jiu alone without our own efforts; we must strive with utmost vigor until that moment."

"You're absolutely right!"

Confidence surged back into the two in an instant, filling them with renewed vigor.

At this sight, Qingxuan couldn't suppress a smile.

"Da Qing, among all the Contracted Spirit Beasts Jiu contracted, you alone haven't shattered into Heavenly Immortal—why not grasp the moment and push harder?" Qingpeng teased with a grin.

"It won't be long now; no need for haste." Qingxuan stayed utterly composed, his voice radiating unwavering certainty.

"Oh?"

Qingpeng knew him inside out; absent true assurance, he'd never utter such words: "It seems the family will soon claim yet another Heavenly Immortal."

"Then allow me to offer premature congratulations on your triumphant breakthrough." Qingcang beamed, extending his felicitations.

True to Da Qing's claim, only a handful of years passed before he drew forth the Thunder Tribulation.

Tribulation clouds churned fiercely, enshrouding a hundred-mile expanse in an aura of cataclysmic devastation, sending Mount Wanxian's clan members scrambling out and withdrawing in haste.

"From the sheer scale and ferocity of this Thunder Tribulation, which family elder ancestor is ascending to Heavenly Immortal?!"

At that range, they couldn't yet pinpoint whose Cave Mansion anchored the Thunder Tribulation's epicenter.

Only when Qingxuan stepped forth from the Cave Mansion did certain clan members exclaim, "It's actually Qingxuan Spirit Ancestor?!"

"Qingxuan Spirit Ancestor? Why have I never heard of him?" Yet the majority scratched their heads in confusion.

Many young clan members simply had no clue who he was.

The chief reason lay in Qingxuan's absence from the family for thousands of years, leaving scarcely any clan members who could identify him.

"He, together with Qingpeng, Qingcang, and various other Spirit Ancestors, served as Ancestor Rui's Contracted Spirit Beasts back then, yet this Spirit Ancestor has stayed out of sight for many years, seemingly devoting that time to focused cultivation."

Such an explanation allowed numerous clan members to grasp Qingxuan's true identity.

"The Ancestors and Spirit Ancestors from the Rui generation are truly remarkable! Should Qingxuan Spirit Ancestor triumph over the Tribulation, the whole Rui generation will consist entirely of Heavenly Immortal Cultivators."

Li Zhirui, Li Zhixuan, Jiang Fengwu, Qingpeng, Qingcang... every one of these Heavenly Immortals hails from the Rui generation.