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Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan-Chapter 1447 - 1192: Pitiful_2
Finally, and most importantly, the most critical disadvantage is that it cannot be preserved for long. Ordinary Spirit Food begins to lose its Spiritual Energy in less than two hours.
Thus, Spirit Food cannot be carried around like Pills.
It is precisely because of various reasons like these that Spirit Food has remained within the low levels, unable to break through its limitations.
However, it is not without its advantages. Spirit Food is nourishing, non-toxic, more gentle, and easier to refine.
These very advantages make Spirit Food highly popular among low-level cultivators, and many sects will specifically research special recipes for their outstanding younger members to consume.
The Li family also has a shallow Spirit Food heritage and does the same.
Speaking of which!
While Li Zhirui was tasting Spirit Food, a large group of cultivators entered the tavern, found seats, and began to discuss the entrance conditions for the sect opening this time.
They exchanged information and communicated with each other.
This allowed Li Zhirui, who sat nearby, to overhear the whole conversation.
The most important point was that compared to the conditions of previous years, the requirements had been lowered this time, allowing more cultivators to meet the threshold.
"Fang, you seem so calm. Do you have a plan?" A cultivator at the next table asked quietly.
"No, I don’t plan to get involved." The Fellow Daoist Fang shook his head, being so calm because he had no desire or pursuit.
"What?"
The fellow cultivator at the table looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he would choose to give up this prime opportunity to join the sect this year.
"These past years, I’ve been quietly investigating why the major forces want to recruit disciples from among us loose cultivators. I finally heard a piece of news recently by chance."
Fang lowered his voice and said, "The major forces take us in as cannon fodder from the start, to fight devil beasts, the Sea Clan, and demon cultivators, risking our lives."
"From the moment we enter, we face discrimination, even as servant disciples. The cultivation methods they give the children recruited from mortals are better than ours! Always doing the dirtiest and most tiring tasks."
"What!"
They all knew in their hearts about being treated as cannon fodder but never expected that even the crucial cultivation methods would be tailored worse for them.
Yet, when they calmed down, no one voiced withdrawing from this selection.
As loose cultivators, akin to weeds, there’s no way to survive without risking their lives. To achieve higher cultivation, they have no choice but to stake their lives.
And even though the cultivation methods differ, they are still better than the incomplete and fragmented methods they have in their hands.
In a certain sense, as long as they don’t give up on the path of cultivation and seeking Tao, they have no other choice!
Li Zhirui shook his head slightly. They probably didn’t understand that the intentions of those major forces were far more sinister than they imagined. Cultivation methods and cannon fodder were only surface problems; luck was the fundamental issue.
Once their luck fell to a certain level, calamities would follow, making survival almost impossible!
After paying the bill, he stood up and walked out of the tavern. He didn’t stay in East Mountain City but planned to train around the nearby area and then return to rent a cave mansion to break through to the Realm of Human Immortality.
The best training ground near Kunlun State was naturally the southwest Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.
This was a vast mountain range spanning millions of miles, where one could find creatures ranging from First-tier Demon Beasts to Earth Immortal Realm Great Devils within the mountains.
Apart from being famous for its devil beasts, the forests also contain various Spiritual Objects!
Thus, it’s the best training ground.
As Li Zhirui prepared to enter the mountain range, he suddenly saw a group of familiar cultivators flying into the dense forest not far away.
They were the group with Fellow Daoist Fang from the tavern earlier.
Li Zhirui was curious. If Fang, who said he had given up the selection, was entering the mountains at this time, he could understand. But he didn’t expect other cultivators to follow them too. Were they not afraid of getting injured and losing strength, leading to failing to enter the sect? Or, had they been persuaded and also planned to give up?
"Interesting!"
In his sight, the group moved swiftly through the mountain range like a well-oiled machine.
Li Zhirui curved a faint smile and silently followed, wanting to see what this group of cultivators was planning to do.
After about an hour, the group stopped at a cave entrance.
"Fang, is this cave where you mentioned the heritage is?" A cultivator asked skeptically.
Such a good cave would have been claimed by a devil beast as a cave mansion long ago or, at worst, occupied by wild beasts. But now there’s nothing here, and no scent at all! It’s too strange.
"Yes, I discovered this cave by chance and previously set up a layer of concealment, so it wasn’t found by devil beasts or wild animals, but I broke it the last time." Fang quickly explained.
"Alright, since we’re already here, let’s go in and see if this place really holds a legacy left by a Great Ability as Fellow Daoist Fang said."
If true, it means they won’t have to struggle as they did before!
While Fang was explaining, Li Zhirui looked around but found nothing unusual.
Fang led the group confidently, full of expectations, and entered the cave.
While they were still exploring, Li Zhirui had already noticed something unusual.
In the deepest part of the cave, there was indeed a skeleton of a human race cultivator.
Based on the Spirit Light emanating from the bones, this was indeed a cultivator of no low cultivation level.
Unfortunately, Li Zhirui did not find any heritage items on the skeleton, or rather, it was just an empty, bare skeleton!
’Something’s wrong!’
Li Zhirui suddenly noticed there was something unusual; the skeleton was too bare, with nothing on it!
No trace of clothes disintegrating!
If that’s the case, there’s only one reason; someone had already been here and cleaned the place out.
Thinking this, Li Zhirui glanced over at Fellow Daoist Fang, seeing him as the biggest suspect.
"There really is a senior’s skeleton; start looking around, the heritage is likely nearby!" Fang shouted excitedly.
Yet he only spoke without moving his feet!
Instead, the Mana within him began to flow, and upon the completion of his Divine Power, he attacked their vital points without hesitation.
’Indeed!’
Li Zhirui had already guessed how things would unfold in his mind.
"Ah!"
"Damn, who is attacking us from the shadows!"
"Fang? Why are you attacking us?"
Everyone was shocked, then angrily questioned him.
"Hahahahaha..."
Fang laughed hysterically like a madman, his gaze as cold as a snake as he stared at them, saying, "What an unfair world this is! Is it true that people like us are fated to be cannon fodder and die?"
"No! I absolutely won’t accept that. Fortunately, I lucked out, stumbling upon this relic and obtaining a Divine Skill."
"As for you, you will be my stepping stones to the pinnacle! That is your honor as well."
Hearing this, Li Zhirui couldn’t help but shake his head. That so-called Divine Skill was most likely a method propagated by demon cultivators, and this relic might have been a trap set by them.
"Alas!"
Seeing Fang move to take the other cultivators’ lives, Li Zhirui sighed, revealed himself, and subdued him.
If Fang had not fallen into the Demonic Tao, it would have been internal strife between cultivators, and he would not have intervened. However, the situation was different now, as a demon cultivator was about to kill other cultivators, so he stepped in to stop it.
"Why must you do this? The Divine Skill you pinned your hopes on is nothing more than a method casually fabricated by demon cultivators. Initially, it speeds up cultivation rapidly, but soon, it will turn you into a monster."