Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 1502: Chapter 1220: Guilt

Rumble—

As the final tribulation thunder struck, the Dragon Carp remained standing dazedly, motionless as if it had lost the will to survive.

“Dragon Carp!!!”

Jiang Fengwu cried out, hoping to awaken her.

Her body even showed a tendency to rush forward, but Li Zhirui held her tightly, not letting her take one step beyond the Thunder Pool.

Because by then, it wouldn’t just be the Dragon Carp dying, Jiang Fengwu would be at risk too!

Although, judging by the current situation, the Dragon Carp wouldn’t survive this tribulation thunder either, there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping she could pull through.

Sadly, it was all in vain.

As the tribulation thunder completely swallowed the Dragon Carp, the azure lightning tore her body apart, drowning out her screams, as life slowly ebbed away, eventually becoming a charred corpse.

At that moment, the tribulation clouds dissipated in an instant, as if they never appeared.

“Dragon Carp!”

Jiang Fengwu rushed forward immediately, holding the charred corpse in grief, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Even though she had already changed her cultivation technique, the Dragon Carp had accompanied her for thousands of years, the depth of their bond was indescribable.

Li Zhirui stood quietly by the side, without offering comfort, because at this moment, Jiang Fengwu needed not consolation but acceptance and processing of this fact.

Over the years, countless spirit beasts have fallen in thunder tribulations, but the Dragon Carp was undoubtedly of the highest status.

In fact, many clansmen in the family might face such a fate, even worse because Jiang Fengwu changed her cultivation technique and wasn’t affected by the contract.

For those cultivating the “Wanling Sutra,” if a spirit beast falls in a thunder tribulation, they will suffer backlash, their foundation will be damaged, and future cultivation progress will be difficult.

Jiang Fengwu lifted the Dragon Carp’s corpse, dazedly headed towards her cave mansion, intending to bury the Dragon Carp there, a different form of long-lasting companionship.

“Everyone disperse.”

With that, Li Zhirui followed her away.

“Zhirui, I want some time alone; please bring Feng Peng out, and let her come find me.” Jiang Fengwu said, her entire demeanour fragile like fine porcelain, yet her tone was very calm.

“Alright, don’t sink too deep in sorrow, the Dragon Carp wouldn’t want to see you like this.”

“Mm.”

Watching her departing figure, Li Zhirui sighed inwardly.

Who could be blamed for the Dragon Carp’s fall?

Should she blame herself for not prioritizing her mental state, rushing to breakthrough? Or blame Jiang Fengwu for not stopping her, allowing her to recklessly retreat and attempt Individual Immortal Realm? Or perhaps blame Feng Peng, as her impatience affected the Dragon Carp.

Maybe anyone could be blamed, or maybe no one at all, it was impossible to pinpoint.

Soon after, Li Zhirui arrived at Feng Peng’s cave mansion, continuously knocking the Knocking Bell with mana.

Feng Peng, who was absorbing spiritual energy, planning an uninterrupted push to Individual Immortal Realm, was startled by the persistent ringing, her expression turning sullen. Whatever urgent matter warranted disturbing her Immortal Realm breakthrough!

Upon exiting, she found Li Zhirui standing outside, though her expression remained displeased, her tone somewhat brusque as she asked: “What urgent matter, Ninth Brother?”

“The Dragon Carp just failed her tribulation transcendence and perished.”

“What! How did this happen?!” Feng Peng was abruptly shocked, her heart racing uncontrollably, her face turning pale instantly.

“Because of instability in her mental state, damage to her Dao Heart, she directly died in the tribulation thunder. Fengwu worries you might follow in her footsteps, hence she asked me to call you out.”

Li Zhirui said calmly: “After exiting, go find her.”

“Understood, I’ll go now.” Feng Peng walked out of the cave mansion disoriented, yet headed in the wrong direction, not towards Jiang Fengwu’s cave mansion.

“Sigh!”

Li Zhirui sighed helplessly, seeing Feng Peng in such a state, perhaps blaming herself for the Dragon Carp’s failed tribulation and fall, had no choice but to use mana to carry her flying into Jiang Fengwu’s cave mansion.

“You should return, I want some quiet time.”

“Alright.”

Li Zhirui gazed at Jiang Fengwu for a moment, then nodded and left.

Having long accustomed to partings of life and death, he felt little sadness or sorrow within; possibly because he hadn’t lost someone as closely bonded as she had.

For the entire family as well, the Dragon Carp’s fall didn’t stir much; people discussed, lamented briefly, like disperse clouds.

Because over the years, countless clansmen have fallen attempting Individual Immortal Realm, numbering beyond two dozen.

If anything was special, it was the Dragon Carp’s higher status, being an elder of the same generation as Li Zhirui, Li Zhixuan and others.

Li Guangjie contemplated hosting a memorial, but after consulting Li Zhirui, abandoned the idea, instead letting the matter quiet down.

Li Zhirui didn’t retreat for cultivation, but kept an eye on Jiang Fengwu’s emotions, purely out of concern, not fearing she might act drastically.

“Zhirui, I’m alright, no need to keep guarding me every day, go and cultivate, don’t waste time.” After a few days, Jiang Fengwu said.

“No worries, a few days won’t make a difference.”

“Go, I’m fine now; the dead can’t return, the Dragon Carp did good deeds and accumulated merit, perhaps she can reincarnate and once again walk the path of cultivation, we should be happy for her.” Jiang Fengwu forced a smile, faintly lifting the corners of her mouth.