Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2177 - 1558: Pursuit_2

In the boundless void, devoid of any celestial bodies, the passage of time became an abstract concept. It was at an indeterminate moment that Li Zhirui’s eyes suddenly snapped open, his gaze fixing upon the chaotic expanse outside the protective formation.

His abrupt awakening was not a deliberate conclusion to his meditation but rather the consequence of a previously established warning formation being activated!

Whether the trigger was a ferocious beast from the void or an entity from another realm remained uncertain for the moment.

However, Li Zhirui soon discerned that the disturbance originated from a being within a different world, not from the typical chaotic beasts encountered in the void.

Furthermore, the condition of this being was critical, burdened by severe injuries that, if left untreated, posed a grave threat to its very existence.

"I implore the Daoist friend residing here to render assistance and save my life. I, Ming Yun, shall be eternally indebted and will offer a substantial reward."

While Li Zhirui deliberated, the intruder had directly pointed out two nearby formations and indicated the presence of two individuals within them.

To be precise, the entity had altered its course and headed this way only after detecting the existence of these formations.

Despite the inherent gamble in relying on another's willingness to help, for Ming Yun, this represented one of the scant opportunities for survival amidst the vast, unforgiving chaos!

After a brief period of contemplation, Li Zhirui resolved to offer aid.

His decision was not born from sympathy for Ming Yun but rather from the prospect of extracting greater benefits from him!

While the termination of Ming Yun could yield his storage magical treasure, certain gains could not be achieved solely through annihilation; even if acquired, Li Zhirui might lack the capacity to comprehend or utilize them.

Such valuable acquisitions could include cultivation methods and rare texts.

Moreover, this individual was merely a mid-stage Xuanxian; though possessing a higher level of cultivation, Li Zhirui was not entirely defenseless. Should this being turn hostile, Li Zhirui possessed sufficient power to ensure a safe retreat.

"I am willing to offer assistance, but what form of repayment do you expect?"

Ming Yun responded with haste, "Pray tell, what is it that fellow Daoist desires?"

"I require you to impart all the cultivation methods you are capable of teaching."

"Agreed!" The alacrity of his consent was so striking it raised the question of whether he had even properly processed the request.

"Then I ask that you make both a Dao Oath and a Demon Oath."

The Dao Oath, while public and bound by stringent rules, might allow for escape if a justifiable loophole were discovered. The Demon Oath, conversely, was exceptionally rigorous and adaptable, designed to ensnare and consume its oath-breakers.

"By the Great Tao above, I, Ming Yun, do solemnly swear that upon receiving salvation from Li Zhirui, I shall impart every technique within my knowledge that I am able to teach."

Having verified the integrity of the oaths, Li Zhirui produced a healing pill and offered it to Ming Yun, thus fulfilling the initial half of their agreement.

Upon consuming the pill, an immediate surge of revitalizing power coursed through Ming Yun’s being. A flicker of surprise registered in his eyes, seemingly astonished by the pill’s remarkable efficacy.

"My profound gratitude for preserving my life, fellow Daoist!" Ming Yun expressed, his voice laced with genuine thankfulness.

Li Zhirui, however, merely inclined his head indifferently and stated, "There is no need for thanks; this is purely a transaction."

Ming Yun paused momentarily, then recognized the wisdom in this detached arrangement, devoid of excessive personal entanglement.

Subsequently, he produced several jade slips, meticulously imprinting various cultivation methods within them using his divine sense.

To facilitate Li Zhirui’s comprehension, he infused every detail with his spiritual soul power. This ensured that even if Li Zhirui were unfamiliar with his world’s written language, direct understanding through the spiritual soul would be possible.

This immense exertion, however, caused Ming Yun’s complexion to visibly pale. His injuries had not yet fully mended, and undertaking such a drain on his spiritual soul, without exacerbating his existing wounds, was already a fortunate outcome.

"Herein lie the methods you requested, fellow Daoist."

With a casual gesture, Li Zhirui accepted the jade slips. A quick scan with his divine sense revealed a number of intricate and valuable techniques, eliciting a nod of contentment.

"This pill is intended to restore your spiritual sense."

In one moment, the gesture appeared almost compassionate, yet in the next, Li Zhirui’s tone turned frigid as he declared, "The transaction is concluded. I request that fellow Daoist depart this place immediately and cease disturbing our cultivation."

Disregarding his own recuperation, Ming Yun’s sole focus was their prompt departure.

Ming Yun offered no verbal reply, instead silently preparing to leave. Although a trace of resentment simmered within him due to the abrupt dismissal, he acknowledged that the other party’s request was entirely reasonable, albeit lacking in warmth.

Without further exchange, he transmuted into a streak of spiritual light and vanished from sight.

Observing that Ming Yun had indeed departed, Li Zhirui opted not to re-enter the formation for continued secluded cultivation. Instead, he roused Qing Si from her own meditative state.

"Qing Si, what transpired?"

"I shall explain as we proceed; let us vacate this location first."

With that, he commenced dismantling the formation, preparing for a swift exit from the area.

The intention behind this action was to evade any potential pursuers of Ming Yun. Remaining would have likely drawn them into unnecessary trouble.

After all, the strength required to inflict such severe injuries upon a mid-stage Xuanxian cultivator suggested the perpetrators were undoubtedly far more formidable.

Qing Si began to understand the urgency of their departure as they traveled.

He found Li Zhirui’s decision to be quite sensible.

Encountering beings of superior power would have placed them in extreme peril.

"Jiu, will we resume our secluded cultivation now?"

"Since we are already out and about, let's refrain from that for the time being."

Li Zhirui contemplated for a moment before stating, "Furthermore, after this much time has elapsed, I suspect the victor has been decided among those chaotic fierce beasts, and the void may no longer be as tranquil as it once was."

"Understood. I will dedicate myself to fully internalizing these insights I've gained."

However, mere moments after their departure, a group of three materialized within the surrounding chaos.

"Aside from Ming Yun’s aura, it appears there are traces of other entities here!" one of them remarked with a somber tone.

"Pay them no mind; our objective is to continue the pursuit of Ming Yun!" the cultivator in the center instructed, frowning but deeming it unlikely to create significant complications, and subsequently disregarded the observation.

"Yes!"

...

Meanwhile.

Not far from where they were, amidst the vast chaos, Ming Yun, who had departed earlier, concealed himself within the void and began consuming pills to mend his wounds.

After ingesting another pill meticulously crafted by Li Zhirui, he couldn't help but express his astonishment, "This pill's efficacy is truly remarkable. If only I had discovered a method to acquire more of these, my injuries would have been mended at a significantly faster pace."

Although further exchanges were no longer possible, he was aware of possessing numerous spiritual items from his own world—items that were highly valued and sought after by alchemists. He was confident the other party would have been willing to trade.

It was, unfortunately, a regrettable circumstance that they had parted ways, and the prospect of encountering them again seemed rather improbable.

"Perhaps it’s best not to dwell on such matters."

He promptly focused his scattered thoughts and resumed his efforts to heal by consuming more pills.

Yet, this period of relative peace proved to be exceedingly brief, as the group of three pursuing him arrived in close proximity not long thereafter!

"Ming Yun is concealed within this chaotic expanse."

"Commence the search! Find him at all costs!"

The leader of the trio wore a stern expression as he declared, "To dare pilfer spiritual items from the Youfeng Zhang Family—even if he has escaped into the void, we are duty-bound to bring him back."

Ming Yun immediately detected their approach, stealthily extricating himself from the chaos and commencing a rapid flight at his utmost speed.

'Curses! How are they managing to track my movements so precisely within the void?' he lamented inwardly as he fled.

Had he foreseen this, he would never have undertaken the risky endeavor of stealing the Zhang family's spiritual objects.

"He has already made his escape!"

Merely a short while after Ming Yun had departed, one of the three pursuers detected his movement, accurately discerning his direction of flight and approximate distance.

In less than an hour, they successfully closed the distance and apprehended the fleeing Ming Yun.

"Damn it all!"

Ming Yun sensed their imminent presence directly behind him, growling in frustration, "These fanatics! They are merely some Heavenly Immortal rank spiritual objects! Must they pursue me to the very brink of death to fulfill their mission?"