Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Li Zhiyue's tragic experience was unknown to Li Zhirui, who was now flying towards the stone tower at the center of the Secret Realm.

Thanks to his faster-than-average flying speed and the Clear Wind Escaping Skill's advantage of being subtle and highly covert, Li Zhirui had encountered no danger at all on his way.

"No wonder Wang said I have overwhelming good fortune, now it seems, there is indeed such a matter!" The smooth journey with no mishaps naturally qualified as extremely good luck.

"Why isn't Wang moving?" Li Zhirui glanced at the communication Magic Artifact in his hand and saw the light representing Wang Daozhi was stationary for quite a while; he immediately realized he must have been intercepted.

After a quick look, seeing they were not far apart, Li Zhirui changed direction and flew towards Wang Daozhi's location.

"Wang Daozhi, you actually dare to appear in the Central Region!" a Golden Core dressed in the Great Profound Sect disciple's attire said arrogantly.

"Get out!"

"Why so polite? Just take care of him directly, eliminating a great blight from the Sect!"

Wang Daozhi's demeanor remained calm, but upon closer inspection, one could see the hidden bitterness and guilt.

After a while, Wang Daozhi realized he was no match for his old colleagues and wisely chose to leave.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"We'll let you off this time, but if we see you again, we will definitely break your legs!"

The four Great Profound Sect Disciples laughed heartily, brazenly threatening Wang Daozhi, stirring his anger.

Unexpectedly, it was as if Wang Daozhi hadn't heard a word; looking at the Magic Artifact in his hand, he saw a streak of light rushing towards him, knowing that Li Zhirui would soon arrive, which warmed his heart.

Then the thought suddenly sprang to his mind: could he perhaps make use of Li Zhirui's combat strength, and together, defeat these cultivators?

This thought took root in his mind like weeds, swiftly occupying Wang Daozhi's reason, and his actions gradually slowed, waiting for Li Zhirui to arrive.

"Trash, get lost, don't be an eyesore here!"

"Hmph!" Wang Daozhi turned around, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "I am trash, then what are you? Even less than trash?!"

"You're asking for death!" Wang Daozhi, seen as a disgrace by the Sect, was not particularly strong, a fact well known throughout the Great Profound Sect; yet, he had the audacity to insult them. How could they not be enraged?

Without another word, they mobilized their mana and began to fight with Wang Daozhi.

Meanwhile, the other Great Profound disciples, convinced that their fellow Sect member had Wang Daozhi firmly under control, stood idly by with relaxed expressions, perhaps even ready to kick him when he was down!

This situation allowed Wang Daozhi a moment of relief; if these people attacked jointly, he would have no chance of winning and would have to flee tirelessly.

Immediately after, he felt a bit bitter; if only he had practiced his arts more diligently, would he have fallen to such a state?!

After exchanging blows, they realized neither could prevail over the other; more accurately, although Wang Daozhi held an advantage in realm, he could only manage a stalemate, confronting one another.

"Damn it!" The cultivator seemed to feel deeply humiliated; wielding his Spirit Sword, he thrust it forward with a sharp sword light, thick with the intent to kill, striking at Wang Daozhi.

Wang Daozhi, as a diviner, might not have strong combat powers, but his defense was quite impressive. He immediately brought out a magical treasure to block the attack.

"Hmph! I want to see just how much you've improved after being banished for all these years. You even have the audacity to fight me!" A cold sneer appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, filled with a disdainful curve.

He held a spirit sword in his hand, the sword qi piercing the sky, affecting everything around it as the space seemed to be sliced apart. With a forceful chop, a vast expanse of spirit light surged forward, rolling towards Wang Daozhi.

Wang Daozhi, watching this majestic and terrifying attack, regretted his actions to the utmost. If only he hadn't provoked the other party, wouldn't it have been better to leave quietly? Li Zhirui still hadn't arrived—was he destined to die here today?

"Boom!"

The expected attack didn't reach him; instead, a powerful shockwave sent him flying, and the ground at the center of the impact sank considerably.

"Who's there! Show yourself!" The cultivator's face tensed as he shouted, and the other three also realized something was amiss. They immediately moved to his side, guarding cautiously.

"Wang Daozhi, I never expected you to be such a person! Intentionally luring us into this trap so that outsiders could deal with us."

Wang Daozhi was bewildered for a moment but quickly realized what had happened, and shouted joyfully, "Li, my friend!"

"Good that I made it in time," Li Zhirui said with a smile.

In fact, even if Li Zhirui hadn't arrived on time, Wang Daozhi wouldn't have been hurt. Did they really think that his storage ring didn't contain one or two lifesaving spiritual objects?

"Li, my friend, let's go, straight to the stone tower," Wang Daozhi urged.

Both of them were definitely not a match for their opponents. Although Wang Daozhi knew of Li Zhirui's formidable strength, he also recognized the burden he posed. In a fight, Li would have to be distracted to protect him, making it impossible to unleash his full combat power.

Most importantly, his life-bound magic treasure had issued a warning—continuing this way would only make things more dangerous!

After hearing Wang Daozhi's transmitted message, Li Zhirui immediately suppressed his desire for combat and became calm. He unleashed countless giant vines, creating a wall to block those four men, while he swiftly fled the scene with Wang Daozhi.

"Useless cowards! Next time we meet, I'll definitely beat you to death!" Once they broke through the vine wall, they saw that no one was in front of them anymore, and they bellowed in rage.

Meanwhile, Li Zhirui, with Wang Daozhi in tow, rushed towards the stone tower. He had long wanted to witness an immortal artifact, especially one as unique as this one!

"Li, my friend, you must have guessed my identity by now, right?"

A disciple of the Great Profound Sect?"

Wang Daozhi nodded and then shook his head, his voice bitter as he said, "I've been banished by the sect. Although they didn't abolish my cultivation technique and cultivation level, I can no longer call myself a disciple of the Great Profound Sect."

"Do you know? Since childhood, I've shown a talent for divination and was taken under the wing of a Nascent Soul True Lord in the sect who was a master of the art. Though I wasn't passed on the true lineage, it was only because my cultivation level wasn't high enough..."

Wang Daozhi's face was filled with emotions of regret, loss, and bitterness. For a long while, he didn't speak again, and Li Zhirui thought he wouldn't continue, but then his voice rose once more.

"But due to a divination error on my part, a mistake that could have been avoided, it led to great losses for the Great Profound Sect. Thankfully, that Nascent Soul True Lord intervened on my behalf, so I was only banished and didn't lose my life."

After listening, Li Zhirui didn't know how to comfort him and responded dryly, "It's all in the past."