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Chapter 937: Chapter 937: Procurement_2
This situation is very common in the Primal Spirit Realm, where vast and boundless lands abound with unclaimed Spirit Veins and Spirit Mountains. The only thing required is to withstand the dangers of Devil Beasts or Demon Cultivators.
No one would find it strange— at most, they would think that these people simply have too many Spirit Stones, which could incite the greed of those with ulterior motives.
Therefore, Li Zhirui descended from the Spirit Boat a hundred miles outside the city, seemingly seeking a place to hide, yet in reality concealing himself within a space, thus ensuring that no one could detect his existence.
The reason for choosing this location was because within a hundred miles of the Immortal City, it was also protected by the Mahayana Zhang Family, and no cultivators were allowed to engage in combat there.
Of course, this only applied to those whose strength was inferior to the Zhang Family’s. If there were truly Mahayana, those in Tribulation Transcendence, or even Immortals fighting, the Zhang Family would not dare to say a word.
Family members responsible for purchasing Spiritual Objects and Methods within the Immortal City had all undergone various screenings and checks, assuring their total loyalty to the clan before they dared to entrust them with such an important task.
"Benefit Spirit Grass, Green Mango Fruit..."
Name after name of low-rank Spiritual Objects was uttered by a clan member.
In less than half an hour, all the purchased Spiritual Objects had been stuffed into a Storage Bag.
After a careful count, the transaction was complete, and the people left with the Spiritual Objects.
"Another small force that’s just been established. Who knows how long they’ll last," commented a clerk watching these clan members leave, curling his lip.
"Ha, maybe once they leave the Immortal City, they won’t make it a thousand miles before they die in the wasteland," another clerk sneered.
A middle-aged man who had just come down from upstairs caught a glimpse of sharp light in his eyes. To him, those little cultivators had thriving Qi Fortune, and showed no signs of an early demise.
"Interesting. Perhaps in another thousand or two thousand years, another Combined Forces will be born, or they might even go further."
A young man standing next to him heard this and was taken aback. His great-ancestor was proficient in the Way of Fortune; he seldom misjudged.
A freshly established Nascent Soul small force might have Combined Body Cultivators in just one or two thousand years—such growth was already fast, but the great-ancestor suggested they could achieve even more? Could it be Mahayana, Tribulation Transcendence, or even the Immortal Realm?
The young man was extremely curious but dared not ask; besides, he knew his great-ancestor would not answer.
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Despite the carefulness of the clan members responsible for procurement, their large-scale purchasing still could not escape the keen eyes of those proficient in selecting targets, with the eyes as sharp as fire.
When passing by one of the clan members inadvertently, they were subtly marked by those skilled in the ways of the "green forest" without their noticing.
Upon leaving the Immortal City at the agreed time of dusk, the family members were very cautious, fearful of being tracked; however, they had no idea that marks had already been left on them!
The cultivators did not need to follow closely behind so as not to alarm them; with their specially made Spirit Boat’s speed, they could easily catch up to the prey they had targeted.
Li Zhirui came out of the space on time, and at first glance at the clan members, he knew they had encountered Robbing Cultivators, and from different gangs at that.
Thinking for a moment, a clear white Spirit Light surfaced in his palm and enveloped some of the family members.
In an instant, those marks were completely purified.
The Purification Principle that Li Zhirui mastered was the natural enemy for this kind of Methods, not to mention his strength was also greater.
At the same time.
"Eh? Someone has erased our mark!"
Several groups in the Immortal City who prepared to strike suddenly found themselves losing their means to pinpoint the location of their target. Instead of getting angry, they felt fortunate in their hearts.
Because they knew that those with such methods, either had some special skill or were far more powerful than they were; whichever it was, these were not individuals they dared to provoke or offend.
"Ancestor Rui, is this..." an Elder asked with concern.
"No worries, I am here; nothing will happen."
Li Zhirui offered reassurances and said, "Let’s go."
His words boosted the family members’ confidence and spirits, who then boarded the Cloud Whale Spirit Ship and headed straight for the northern Mount Wanxian.
But before they had traveled a thousand miles, some of the clan members noticed a group of cultivators charging toward them.
"Don’t panic, increase the Spirit Boat’s speed; we’ll shake them off!" an Elder called out calmly.
Under the orchestration of the Elders, the Spirit Boat not only regained its composure but also prepared its array; if a war were to erupt, they could instantly counterattack.
Li Zhirui, who was observing in the dark, nodded slightly; the quality of his clansmen was indeed commendable.
The Cloud Whale Spirit Ship was not slow, yet it still couldn’t compare with the specially made Spirit Ships of the Robbing Cultivators. After being chased for over an hour, they were caught up.
"Take action!"
Various spells and divine powers flew out, creating a dazzling and colorful torrent that roared and surged towards a group of Robbing Cultivators.
"Pathetic little tricks!"
A group of Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators, with only two who had achieved Divine Transformation, didn’t take the Robbing Cultivators seriously at all.
Despite their different affiliations, they were able to temporarily put aside old grievances and hatreds in front of wealth.
So when they joined forces, the powerful torrent of spells instantly collapsed!
"Bind your hands and surrender obediently, and you might be spared."
Their gaze towards the group of clansmen was filled with disdain and greed, with a hint of a cruel smile on their lips; it was clear they had no intention of letting the clansmen go.
But the next moment, they could no longer laugh.
"Void Refinement!"
The moment Li Zhirui appeared, all the Robbing Cultivators shuddered, and despair overtook their hearts.
Accompanying his appearance was a cage composed of thousands of vines!
"If you don’t want to die, fight him with everything you have!"
Someone shouted, and the originally panicked Robbing Cultivators suddenly calmed down, each unleashing their most powerful attacks in an attempt to break this seemingly fragile vine cage. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝙗.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Although the grade of the Spirit Vines had not ascended, their quality had improved, and the cage they formed was not something those Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation Cultivators could shatter.
Their attacks were at most ticklish, not even scratching the surface.
Such a huge disparity bred a sense of hopelessness; escape seemed impossible.
"I was misled by a Heart Demon, and I have offended the elder. Please forgive me. I am willing to be a beast of burden, just asking for the elder to spare my dog’s life."
When the first cultivator began pleading for mercy, others saw hope for survival and knelt down beg, flattering him with endless obsequious words like a surging river.
"Capable of bending and stretching, truly impressive!"
Li Zhirui chuckled and said, "But precisely for this, you cannot be spared."
With a thought, all the Spirit Vines, like grim reapers wielding death, harvested the lives of all the Robbing Cultivators.
In less than half an hour, aside from the Li family cultivators, there were no living cultivators left on the battlefield.
Controlling the vines, he reclaimed various magic artifacts from their bodies onto the Spirit Ship, then cleansed the battlefield with a great fire.
A few days later, they safely returned to Mount Wanxian.
"Go and report the situation to the Clan Leader."
After speaking, Li Zhirui vanished and left.
"If it hadn’t been for Ancestor Rui with us, we might have been in danger this time!" Li Xiansong couldn’t help but sigh after knowing their encounter.
But now, what was most important was that after obtaining the Spirit Seed and methods, the former must be planted immediately, and the latter organized for the clansmen to master as soon as possible.
The entire Li family began to bustle, with a large number of clansmen opening up Spirit Fields, Array Masters laying down protective formations to prevent destruction by Devil Beasts; Spiritual Plant Cultivators learning how to cultivate Spirit Plants to avoid large-scale deaths.
Alchemists, Talisman Makers, and other technically skilled cultivators also endeavored to learn various basic methods.
Meanwhile, in the Spirit Realm, Li Zhirui was also itemizing the loot from those dozen or so cultivators.
Since their cultivation levels were not high, precious spiritual objects were scarce in their possession, and few caught Li Zhirui’s eye, just two in total.
One was a Sixth-order wooden spiritual object, resembling but not exactly bamboo, very sturdy; Li Zhirui planned to integrate it into his Life-bound Magic Treasure to enhance its hardness.
The other was a Fourth Order Spiritual Spring, which was also a kind of Spirit Vein. Besides producing Spiritual Energy, it could also generate a type of Fourth Order Spirit Water; although not high in grade, it was even more precious than that Sixth-order spiritual object.
