Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Yet the few cultivators who could threaten Li Zhirui weren't necessarily able to defeat him!

At most, they could only injure him and force him to leave this Immortal City.

Therefore, Li Zhirui still acted as he pleased, not changing his behavior, continuing to massively purchase various spiritual objects in the black market.

During this period, quite a few cultivators used various means to leave marks on him for easy tracking later.

Li Zhirui saw all this but didn't care, allowing them to act while he busily cleared out the spiritual objects that interested him before leaving with the young cultivator.

And as they walked out of the black market, many cultivators followed them.

This made the originally crowded black market somewhat emptier all of a sudden.

"That cultivator is so arrogant, he's going to be out of luck," one cultivator said gleefully.

"Since you think so, why don't you follow them? Maybe you could get a share of the spoils," his companion asked curiously.

"With so many people, even if we manage to capture him, how much could we really get? Besides, it might lead to a dangerous chaotic battle, it's not worth the risk."

"I think that cultivator will remain unscathed, and misfortune will befall someone else."

The companion analyzed, "His cultivation is definitely not low, and he comes from an extraordinary background. Otherwise, he couldn't take out so many spirit stones, and he must have noticed those marks on him but didn't care, obviously having enough strength to handle those cultivators."

"Now we'll see if he leaves the Immortal City. If he does go out, surely many among those cultivators will follow him out, and by then, who knows how many can return alive."

"Why are you so pessimistic? No matter how strong he is, he couldn't possibly cause so many people to perish!"

The companion shrugged and said no more; it was just a feeling he had, the specifics he didn't know.

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Anyway, after Li Zhirui left the black market with the young cultivator, he no longer let him lead the way, ending the guided tour early.

"Alright, let's consider it here."

Saying so, he took out a few bottles of low-level spirit pills that he casually refined while strolling through the black market.

With Li Zhirui's current alchemy skills, such first and second-tier spirit pills didn't require much effort; if he wanted, with ample alchemy materials, producing a few thousand in two hours was nothing.

It's not that he's stingy, but giving high-level pills would not only be unusable and unrefinable for the young cultivator, but holding them might also bring trouble.

The most precious among them to the young cultivator were the three top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills.

With these three Foundation Establishment Pills, as long as he wasn't obscenely untalented, he could definitely break through successfully.

"This... Senior, these spirit pills are too valuable, I can't accept them." The young cultivator, stunned by Li Zhirui's 'generosity', immediately refused after recovering.

"To me, these spirit pills are nothing, I can refine them at will."

Li Zhirui laughed, "Work hard on your cultivation, and when your cultivation is higher, maybe there will be times when I need your help."

This was actually an almost impossible scenario, one was already a Human Immortal, the other still a Qi Cultivation novice, the gap between them was too vast to describe.

Moreover, he used a disguised appearance, and even if they met again in the future, he wouldn't recognize him.

What was originally a joking remark was remembered firmly by the young cultivator, who promised earnestly, "Should you ever need me, Senior, I will be willing to go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Li Zhirui waved with a smile, casting an illusion technique over him, making him invisible, and only then turned away and left.

At this moment, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, his expression turning indifferent and cold as he walked straight toward the city gates.

"Hurry, hurry, he's heading out of the city, catch up!" The tracking cultivators were excited, as if they already saw heaps of spiritual objects and spirit stones laid out before them.

Greed swallowed their reason!

No cultivator thought it strange or odd that someone like Li Zhirui, buying a large amount of spiritual objects without hiding, would walk directly out of the city!

This group of cultivators called their friends, showing a posture that they must take down Li Zhirui.

While he controlled his speed, neither too fast nor too slow, keeping the following group of cultivators from falling behind.

Not long after they left the Immortal City, he stopped and turned to the cultivators following him and said, "Come out, let me see your strengths."

"Such arrogance, daring to look down on us!" An indignant cultivator shouted.

More and more cultivators revealed themselves, and eventually, about two hundred cultivators gathered to besiege Li Zhirui.

"By the looks of it, you are not determined enough, your logic obscured by greed. If you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened; otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Faced with Li Zhirui's warning, the cultivators responded with laughter.

"Sigh!"

With a sigh, Li Zhirui's pressure fully erupted, the terrifying aura abruptly silencing the laughing crowd as if they were suddenly strangled.

Only then did they realize what kind of existence they had provoked!

"An Immortal Realm powerhouse!"

"Run!"

Initially confident with nearly two hundred of their own, the cultivators turned utterly terrified, their fighting spirit gone, thinking only of escaping in all directions.