Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 1967: Chapter 1452: Surrender (Part 2)

“They should agree, and maybe in the future, your status might even surpass ours.”

A Demon Cultivator seemed to think of something and said, “From what I’ve observed, a large portion of those cultivators have beasts under their control, which means they must be a Beast Taming faction.”

Perhaps in the beginning, the Devil Beasts of the Floating Light Realm would not be trusted, but time blurs all things. After a few generations, status is bound to change.

Unlike us—after becoming slaves, it’s very likely we will remain so for eternity, never able to turn our situation around!

In truth, the Demon Cultivator saying this was just making guesses; his real aim was to ease the anxiety of this group of Devil Beasts, to give them a shred of hope.

Otherwise, if they didn’t do so, before they could even surrender to the invaders, conflict might erupt among themselves, leading to a bloody fight.

The Devil Race, after all, would never watch the Demon Cultivators surrender to the enemy, thus strengthening them and making things harder for themselves.

And indeed, on hearing these words, the Devil Race’s unease was somewhat alleviated.

Some Devil Beasts even couldn’t help but yearn for the future—perhaps they might sign a contract with the victors and head to higher-grade worlds, setting out on a broader cultivation path!

“So what should we be doing now?”

A Devil Beast asked, “Should we just head to the invaders’ camp and surrender right now?”

“Absolutely not!”

A Demon Cultivator immediately said, “What if they mistake us for attackers taking advantage of the chaos? Then we’d have a big problem if they retaliate. For now, just stay quietly in the mountains and wait for them to arrive before surrendering.”

The others thought about it and agreed it made sense, so no one objected, and they remained in the mountains in silence.

At the same time—

Li Zhixuan and the others, who were still healing and recovering, never expected that the surviving beings of this realm didn’t want to keep fighting—they had decided to surrender instead, even if it meant losing their freedom and becoming slaves from now on.

So, when a few days later their strength was almost fully restored, and they gathered their army to head to the demons’ stronghold to finish them off, they were stunned at the sight of the raised white flag and the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators surrendering without a fight.

“What is the meaning of this?” An Elder of the Li family stepped forward and asked.

“We did not recognize the might of the Heavenly Immortals from the Outer Realm and even tried to resist…”

The Elder had no patience for their self-justification; a surrender is a surrender, no need for excuses to save face. He cut him off, “So, you’re surrendering to save your own lives?”

“Yes. As long as our lives are spared, it doesn’t matter if we become slaves or servants.”

“A world this vast indeed needs plenty of hands to help manage it.”

The Elder nodded and said, “As long as you turn over a strand of your Spiritual Soul, or leave a drop of blood on this Ten Thousand Beasts Seal, you don’t have to worry about being attacked.”

Li Zhixuan, standing beside him, seemed to disdain discussing such matters, letting the Elder handle all negotiations with them.

Perhaps the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators were still soaking in the relief of surviving a calamity, their guard down, none noticed that the Elder’s words were vague, never giving a direct promise.

Faced with this demand, most chose the less painful second option—leaving a drop of blood on the Ten Thousand Beasts Seal!

From then on, their lives were controlled by others; but at least, for now, they had survived.

This outcome, matching their expectations, made them breathe a sigh of relief.

But what they didn’t know was that all this was temporary. When they return to the Primal Spirit Realm and Li Zhixuan is the only one left, the sacrifice of this entire world would begin!

But before that, there was still the matter of plundering the Floating Light Realm’s spiritual objects and civilization!

“Hand over your faction’s Methods and spiritual objects.”

“Yes!”

With their lives in others’ hands, what value did external possessions have?

He then addressed the surviving Loose Cultivators: “You have one month to search the entire world for spiritual objects. During this time, you are forbidden to wantonly destroy Heaven and Earth or slaughter living beings! If you encounter anyone unwilling to submit, capture or mark them and turn them over to the Li family for handling!”

The meaning was simple: to avoid further depletion of the world’s origin as much as possible.

And it’s easy to understand why not to destroy Heaven and Earth—the Li family plans to develop the Floating Light Realm as their own domain; naturally, they won’t allow further destruction.

When these words fell upon the ears of the realm’s beings, even their last shred of anxiety vanished.

Because they believed, since the Li family treated even those never seen or conquered so kindly, they would certainly be treated benevolently in the future.

The surviving Loose Cultivators were especially ecstatic—they hadn’t expected the Li family to be so generous, giving them a full month to search the Floating Light Realm for spiritual objects as reward and thanks for their service.

The Li family members also had their arrangements; they split into small groups, heading to each faction’s mountain gate in this realm to take all the spiritual objects and Methods!

The very essence of a world’s civilization, one could say, was contained within.

And this—aside from seizing the Floating Light Realm itself—was the Li family’s greatest gain!

…

“Who would have expected the Li family to be so generous! Giving us a whole month to search and harvest spiritual objects.”

After hearing their orders, the Loose Cultivators immediately dispersed, either going alone or with friends, all flying off into the distance at once.

“Yeah, but think about it, after this the Li family will gain a massive Middle Thousand World; what they’re giving us now is just a drop in the bucket.”

“Stop chatting and hurry to gather spiritual objects. Whether we can get a huge amount of cultivation resources depends on this chance!”

If they missed such a good opportunity, they’d probably slap themselves later, hating themselves for not collecting enough spiritual objects.

But after several wars, the world in turmoil, rare spiritual objects in the wild had become increasingly scarce, though ordinary ones were still relatively easy to find.

…

The days and months passed by in a flow of time.

In the blink of an eye, a month quickly went by.

One by one, Loose Cultivators began to return, though some were still out there, or had simply decided not to come back.

In their minds, the Li family wouldn’t care about a few insignificant Loose Cultivators, nor even notice their absence.

In reality, while the Li family didn’t care, they were fully aware of who hadn’t returned.

To this, the clan members had no reaction.

As for Li Zhixuan and the few Elders who knew the truth, they cared even less—when the Floating Light Realm was sacrificed, a few more deaths would hardly be an issue.

“Time’s up. If they haven’t returned, we won’t wait for them.”

As an Elder finished, he went to report to Li Zhixuan. Seeing her nod, he immediately activated the Spirit Boat and flew toward their original base.

As for the realm’s surrendering beings, the Li family had already assigned them their tasks: find areas of dense spiritual energy and plant spiritual objects!

This easy assignment made them breathe a sigh of relief; what they feared most was some dangerous or bizarre task—like being used as cannon fodder in battle. Luckily, it was just simple cultivation of spiritual objects.

Perhaps all of the Li family’s gentle behavior so far was an act; it even fooled them into having no doubts—never realizing the Li family had ulterior motives.

Watching Li Zhixuan and her group leave, the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators were full of mixed feelings. If they’d known these invaders were so mild, why had they fought them so desperately?

At least they’d survived to the end, and it looked like they wouldn’t need to worry about their safety in future.

Because before Li Zhixuan left, some rules were specially announced—one, forbidding them from killing each other!

Aside from that, there were also standards for spiritual object cultivation, with corresponding rewards and punishments.