Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

Of course, the advantages of such a cultivation method are quite evident. As long as one possesses a suitable technique, the cultivation speed is undoubtedly far faster compared to cultivating a demonic body as a Great Demon.

Li Mingzhu tentatively refers to this cultivation method or system as the Demon Immortal cultivation method. It actually has considerable reference value; if it were promoted within the Primordial World, it could greatly reduce the emergence of many Great Demons.

But he also understands its impracticality. Asking the Demon Clan to abandon offensive methods—how could that possibly happen?

Furthermore, if the Demon Clan were to become weak, who could guarantee that the Human Clan wouldn't attempt to eradicate them?

This is a problem without a solution. The Qingqiu White Foxes are only able to persist as they do because their tribe includes several ancestors with profound cultivation, and they remain indifferent to worldly affairs. Despite this, even five White Tigers easily suppressed their entire tribe.

Though most demons in this world cultivate using the Demon Immortal technique, Li Mingzhu believes the so-called Four Great Dynasties do not follow the same path. Otherwise, how could they exert absolute dominance over this world?

The distinction between the ruling class and the common people has always been the foundation for the existence of any dynasty, whether Human Clan or Demon Clan.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and many of Li Mingzhu's wounds had mostly healed. During this time, he had grown familiar with the Rabbit Clan members.

Considering the Rabbit Clan had only a few hundred members, it was easy to familiarize himself with them at a pace of ten or so people per day. Besides, Li Mingzhu, possessing the Taiyi Profound Immortal level, found it as simple as child's play to remember them all.

"Today we're going to Hundred Spiders Town to trade goods. Are you coming?"

The Rabbit Clan girl, Xiao Qian, pushed open the door and asked Li Mingzhu, who was meditating.

Xiao Qian couldn't understand why Li Mingzhu spent all day cultivating. Wasn't it boring to keep cultivating without end? Especially when, for her, her cultivation level increased on its own even if she didn't actively dedicate time to it.

Li Mingzhu was naturally aware of her thoughts but didn't know how to explain. After all, everyone has their own way of life. He was committed to pursuing the Dao, but others had different aspirations.

He couldn't impose his own beliefs on others. That wasn't something Li Mingzhu would ever do, so he simply chose not to explain to Xiao Qian.

"I'm going, of course!"

Li Mingzhu wouldn't refuse. He knew the Rabbit Clan wanted to leverage his strength in resisting the wicked demons of Military Mountain, but he also wanted to see more of this world. Staying in Rabbit Village wasn't a viable long-term plan.

Moreover, he had to search for Yang Chan and Ao Yu. He'd been unfortunate to end up transported to the Absolute Heaven Storm by chance. What of them?

If they had also been transported to some deadly terrain, Li Mingzhu didn't dare imagine the consequences. Though he appeared calm, cultivating every day, his heart was more anxious than anyone else's.

As for Yang Jian, the three-eyed one, Li Mingzhu wasn't overly worried. With their similar cultivation levels—both at the fifth stage of Profound Skill—it wouldn't be easy for someone to take his life.

"Alright, it's settled. I'll go inform the clan leader!"

Upon receiving Li Mingzhu's confirmation, Xiao Qian gleefully sprinted out to pass the good news to the elderly clan leader.

In the afternoon, the group boarded a spirit vehicle and set out, though the vehicle itself was of a rather low grade.

Li Mingzhu didn't mind. It took the group three whole days to reach Military Mountain. According to the elderly clan leader, the journey through this stretch was the most dangerous part. A group of bandits roamed these parts.

They were of the Hyena Clan, and none of them practiced the Demon Immortal cultivation method. Instead, they survived by looting the four clans that traveled through Military Mountain, occasionally hunting and killing their people.

This was also the reason why the Rabbit Clan had so few members. Every year, the number of clan members who perished at the hands of the Hyena Clan was no less than eighty to one hundred. Although they loathed the Hyenas, there was nothing they could do.

It was exactly as Li Mingzhu had expected. Even here, in this world alone, it was evident. Those who could cultivate demonic bodies to fully exploit their racial advantages—those were the ones who walked the demonic body path.

As for clans like the Rabbit Clan, even if they cultivated demonic bodies, they couldn't rival the powerful races. So, they could only take the Demon Immortal route.

They hoped to surpass these dominant tribes through faster cultivation—and ultimately rise—but that was merely wishful thinking.

The law of the jungle is omnipresent, especially in a purely demonic world. Weak clans were merely blood offerings for the stronger ones, given only a facade of dignity for their survival.

"Old Rabbit, what good stuff have you brought into town this time? I'll advise you to hand it over willingly, and we won't bother your Rabbit Village this year!"

As Li Mingzhu was deep in thought, dozens of lean men clad in black leather garments jumped out from both sides of the mountain path with practiced ease, revealing their seasoned banditry.

"Oh, so Xiao Qian's here too. Leave Xiao Qian behind, and you can skip handing over goods this time!"

From among the bandits emerged a young man wearing a tall crown—the only one from the Hyena Clan bandits who could barely be considered presentable.

"Impossible!"

The elderly clan leader, emboldened by Li Mingzhu's presence, spoke with newfound confidence, exuding defiance.

"Impossible? Old Rabbit, think carefully about this. The lives of your entire Rabbit Village rest solely on your decision!"

Wearing a cold expression, the young man with the tall crown slowly unsheathed the short knife from his waist and placed it against the elder's neck. In his view, the four clans of Military Mountain were nothing more than the lowest-grade blood offerings.

To kill or spare them lay entirely in his hands. Despite appearances resembling a mortal world with its royal dynasties, this place was ultimately governed by jungle law.

Though Li Mingzhu had anticipated less than the paradise depicted by Xiao Qian, he was still disappointed.

He had initially thought this could be some idyllic haven, but it was ultimately just a scaled-down version of the Primordial World.

After all, through exchanges with the village members earlier, he had pieced together the truth. Xiao Qian's visions of beauty were merely reflections of her innate nature.

In her eyes, everything in this world was beautiful—a perspective that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

"Xu Yuan! Acting so brazenly, someday you'll face judgment! Do you truly believe that, as a mere Taiyi Profound Immortal, Military Mountain is yours to command? You're nothing but a heap of trash!"

The old clan leader was utterly unyielding, barking curses at Xu Yuan!

After venting all his frustrations, the elder began panting heavily, though mostly with a deep sense of relief—how satisfying it felt! He had long yearned to yell those words but never had the opportunity.

"Foolish and reckless!"

Xu Yuan—the young leader of the Hyena Clan, unimpressed—snorted coldly. If they sought death, so be it!

Had it not been for the need for supplies and the blood offerings these lesser clans provided, the four clans of Military Mountain would have been wiped out long ago. Since the Rabbit Clan desired death, he would grant their wish.

One less clan would hardly make a difference. With a chilling sneer, Xu Yuan set his face into a terrifying expression and brought his short knife crashing down!

The elderly Rabbit Clan leader remained dignified, closing his eyes and awaiting death. After years of suppressed rage finally released, he felt a sense of contentment.

Whether Li Mingzhu would intervene or not, he wasn't concerned. As long as Li Mingzhu honored his sacrifice by eradicating the Hyena Clan, it would be worth it.