Immortal Refiner

After an in-depth conversation with the Giant Spirit Race giant, Li Qing learned much about the Tonggu Continent.

The giant’s name was Gu Li, his cultivation at the mid divine transformation realm. He was a natural-born warrior.

The fleshly bodies of his race grew stronger with each advancement in cultivation, somewhat like the demon race, but they possessed a deeper understanding of divine abilities and cultivation techniques.

Unlike humans, every member of the Giant Spirit Race was born with a spiritual root, granting them the innate ability to embark on the path of cultivation.

Individually, the Giant Spirit Race possessed formidable combat power, easily overwhelming multiple opponents. Ordinary human cultivators of the same cultivation level would struggle to defeat them in one-on-one combat.

Their sole weakness lay in their low reproductive rate, which worsened with higher cultivation levels, making it exceedingly difficult for them to produce offspring.

To this day, the entire Giant Spirit Race on the Tonggu Continent numbered just over a million, concentrated within their ancient Giant Spirit Royal City.

”I still have a mission entrusted to me by my clan,” Gu Li said, pointing southwest. ”If you wish to reach a Human City-State, continue in that direction.”

With that, Gu Li hoisted his bone club, which matched his colossal frame, and strode away with massive steps.

”Thank you, Brother Gu Li!” Li Qing clasped his hands in a gesture of gratitude toward the departing giant.

Gu Li waved his hand at Li Qing without turning around and strode away without a backward glance.

After watching Gu Li’s retreating figure disappear, Li Qing turned to face the southwestern horizon.

Having been in the spirit realm for some time now, his most pressing task remained fully healing his injuries and completely repairing his severed meridians.

Beyond that, he needed to find Fan Tong and devise a way to cleanse the Saint Ancestor Curse Mark from his wrist.

Although he had reached the spirit realm, he dared not keep the curse mark on his body for long. Who knew if the Formless Saint Ancestor might send a dao body to sneak into the spirit realm and hunt him down?

”Gu Li mentioned that the Giant Spirit Race’s ancestor is a great ascension realm cultivator with heaven-reaching cultivation and mana. He should be capable of cleansing this curse mark.”

”But this ancestor hasn’t appeared in countless years. Even the Giant Spirit Race’s high-ranking members rarely get to meet him. As an outsider, persuading him to act would be even more difficult.”

Li Qing sighed softly. Clearly, he needed to find another method to cleanse the curse mark.

One option was the Thunderclap Continent, which he had learned about in the lower realm. There, a sacred thunder pool existed. By bathing his fleshly body in the liquid formed from heavenly thunder within the pool, he could cleanse the Saint Ancestor Curse Mark.

However, Li Qing had no idea where the Thunderclap Continent was.

The spirit realm was so vast that ordinary people could never hope to fully comprehend its diverse cultures, customs, and extraordinary geography.

”For now, it’s best to head to a Human City-State,” Li Qing thought. ”If they’ve established a walled city, the spiritual energy environment there must be significantly richer than in the wilderness.”

”In such a place, both healing injuries and cultivating would be far more efficient.”

With that, Li Qing unfurled his Wind-Thunder Silver Wings and soared southwest, following the direction Gu Li had indicated earlier.

He ascended to great heights, gazing down upon the vast expanse of the great earth.

Li Qing quickly realized that even Tonggu Continent alone was unimaginably massive. Even after reaching tens of thousands of meters above sea level, he couldn’t glimpse the continent’s full extent; his vision remained limited to the boundless earth stretching before him.

”This is absurd! Just one Tonggu Continent is probably larger than all the great domains of the human realm combined!”

And there were many such continents in the spirit realm. Li Qing was deeply shaken. For an ordinary cultivator to traverse the entire spirit realm was virtually impossible.

Gradually suppressing his shock, Li Qing descended slightly and continued his rapid flight southwest.

Roughly two or three spirit realm days later, a sharp whistle pierced the sky from the opposite direction, followed by the rapid whoosh of air being torn apart. A figure with twin wings rapidly approached Li Qing.

Seeing this, Li Qing’s heart tensed slightly.

Gu Li had warned him that there were four powerful clans on the Tonggu Continent best avoided: the tree demon clan, the Giant Spirit Race, the Flying Spirit Clan, and Wild Bull Ridge.

The Flying Spirit Clan, in particular, was widespread across several continents in the spirit realm, with only a branch residing on the Tonggu Continent. Yet their strength should not be underestimated.

The moment Li Qing saw the figure, he inwardly cursed his luck. He hadn’t expected to encounter a Flying Spirit Clan member so soon.

This clan possessed traits of both the human race and the demon bird race, retaining this appearance regardless of their cultivation level. Some powerful Flying Spirit Clan members even carried the bloodline of true spirits within them.

They were a race proud of the demon bird blood flowing through their veins, and while not openly hostile to humans, they were far from friendly.

Seeing this, Li Qing slightly increased his flight speed, wanting to avoid prolonged interaction with this ”feathered freak.”

However, the newcomer seemed intensely interested in him, accelerating to match Li Qing’s pace, closing the distance with surprising speed.

It was clear why they were the pride of the skies. This member of the Flying Spirit Clan, despite having only a nascent soul cultivation, was somehow keeping pace with Li Qing’s Wind-Thunder Silver Wings.

Though Li Qing hadn’t yet activated his Kunpeng divine power for a double burst of speed, this was still astonishing. He had resonated the Wind-Thunder Silver Wings with the wind and thunder forces of heaven and earth. Even some old demons in the divine transformation realm might struggle to match his current speed.

In the next moment, the Flying Spirit Clan member seemed to activate a secret technique, his speed surging again. Within moments, he had closed the distance to Li Qing.

”So it’s just a human relying on some rare treasure behind him to achieve this speed. I thought it might be a long-lost member of our clan.”

Only then did Li Qing get a clear look at the Flying Spirit Clan member’s appearance.

While his limbs and torso resembled a human’s, his head was that of a lion, and the wings on his back resembled those of a roc.

A griffin man!

The name flashed through Li Qing’s mind. He slightly reduced his speed, allowing the griffin man to catch up.

”Greetings, fellow daoist of the Flying Spirit Clan. May I ask why you’ve been pursuing me so persistently? Is there some urgent matter?”

The griffin man sneered. ”I’ve taken a liking to those wings on your back. How about a trade? Aren’t humans supposed to be fond of making deals?”

The griffin man immediately demanded Li Qing’s Wind-Thunder Silver Wings. Hearing this, Li Qing’s brow furrowed slightly.

The Wind-Thunder Silver Wings were one of his most prized treasures. He had nurtured them for a long time since their refinement, and their power now rivaled that of a Profound-Grade Spirit Treasure. They had saved him from danger countless times, making them utterly irreplaceable.

”I apologize, fellow daoist of the Flying Spirit Clan,” Li Qing replied. ”These wings are vital to me. Besides, your own wings far surpass mine in quality. Why would you even consider this trade?”

The griffin man burst into laughter. ”Of course I know my wings are superior to yours! But I haven’t yet advanced to the Divine Transformation stage, and I want to experience the four-winged realm firsthand.”

Hearing this, Li Qing chuckled, though it was a bitter, infuriated laugh.

A fallen tiger is preyed upon by dogs, he thought. How dare this half-baked bird, not even at the Divine Transformation stage, try to strong-arm me into selling my treasures?

(End of the Chapter)

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