Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1181: A Clear Conscience

Westfall Prefecture, Eternal Immortal Sect, rear mountain.

An old man with a transcendent, immortal bearing could be seen bending over, digging in the dirt, opening an array formation hidden deep underground, and stuffing spatial rings into his robes one by one.

Ancestor Lan gritted his teeth.

“Bad, this is bad, they are coming for my Dao. The karma cultivated by the Human Emperor… once a great cause is planted, one can never escape.”

The old man muttered endlessly.

“I told myself not to show off. I’ve lived all these years in vain.”

“No, it’s not the Human Emperor either. That heaven-defying thing refuses to yield, and he ran out of strength to scheme against me long ago.

I’ve done no evil, so he wouldn’t mess with me right before his death. Besides, he and I could be considered to be on the same side.

Could it be Lin Jiu? He can barely protect himself. Just which old fogey is scheming against me?”

“I haven’t even made a move against the Great Emperor, yet someone set a trap for me first.

I’ll just have to survive this great tribulation and see. As for the sect, little Duanmu has his own ways of dealing with things.”

The old fellow with the immortal bearing wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of wretchedness.

“There’s also the Li Clan. I’ll take a look in passing on my way out. It’s a pity about those kids, I hope they can still… Hm?”

Just as he hoisted a bundle onto his shoulder, Ancestor Lan straightened his back and turned around.

He saw a patch of fiery clouds rising from where the dark clouds and lightning converged in the Azure Cloud Prefecture.

Then, a towering tree rose from the ground, reaching 1,000 feet in height.

A burst of vibrant red light imbued with vitality suddenly appeared, making the pitch-black, cloudy sky of Azure Cloud Prefecture appear even more vividly colored.

Up in the cloudy sky, the disciples of the immortal sect were on high alert, flying swords darting everywhere as they cried out in continuous alarm.

“It’s the aura of a mighty figure! A mighty figure has emerged in Azure Cloud Prefecture!”

“So what if a mighty figure has emerged? I heard the legendary Uncle Rain has arrived in Azure Cloud Prefecture, the god who dispenses rain.”

“Can that god be killed? Isn’t he also just a cultivator, only at a higher realm than us?”

“Probably… not, right?”

“…”

These disciples hadn’t noticed that the Old Ancestor in the rear mountain was planning to run away.

The wretched old man was staring at the anomalies in the Azure Cloud Prefecture just like them, tossing and turning between the choice of fleeing or staying because of this battle.

The old man had lived for a very long time; perhaps he cherished his life, or perhaps he had experienced too many things.

“Clang.”

The linen bundle slung over Ancestor Lan’s back dropped to the ground, emitting a crisp collision sound.

Gazing toward the dark clouds and fiery clouds in the distance that could nearly destroy a prefecture, he fell into deep thought for a long time, the hand inside his sleeve continuously performing divinations.

“Can a god be killed…”

“Yes.”

“Even the Li Clan does not fear; what does this Ancestor have to fear?”

Ancestor Lan flicked his sleeve and turned his back stylishly.

After walking exactly ninety-nine steps, he suddenly frowned, hurriedly turned back, bent down, and picked up the bundle.

“If the Li Clan loses, it won’t be too late to run then.”

…

Inside the Thunder Fire Demon Cave.

Holy Monk Yidian, who had been hiding for years, finally showed himself.

He led the cultivators of the Grand Tower to pack their bags, all of them gazing at the aura of mighty figures turning the clouds and rain upside down in the cloudy sky.

To the side.

The people of the Grand Tower were weighed down by heavy hearts.

They had rid themselves of the Dao Seed and were saved by the Li Clan.

Although they merely eked out a living in the Thunder Fire Demon Cave and didn’t even dare to cultivate, they ultimately had a path of survival under the Li Clan’s protection.

But now that disaster had struck the Li Clan, Holy Monk Yidian actually wanted to lead them away.

Among them were not a few who had committed many evil deeds. They glanced at Holy Monk Yidian’s back and viciously spat on the ground.

A bad life might be better than a good death, and fleeing to the ends of the earth was one thing, but leaving behind their last shred of good reputation and human morality in Azure Cloud Prefecture was just too much.

“Holy Monk.”

Consort Ji—the imperial consort who had managed to escape when the Li Clan ambushed the Grand Tower convoy—furrowed her delicate brows.

Having pondered for a long time, she gritted her teeth and said,

“Are we truly going to abandon the Li Clan? If it weren’t for the Li Clan, I would still be used by Min Tiange right now.”

“Under Min Tiange’s command, I did many things: stealing intelligence, killing for him, and even selling my body to serve the powerful.

Upon arriving at the Azure Cloud Prefecture, I hid in the Thunder Fire Demon Cave. It is pitch black and filled entirely with demons, yet I have lived in peace and comfort here.”

As Consort Ji’s voice rang out, a ripple finally appeared in Holy Monk Yidian’s eyes.

The numerous Grand Tower cultivators gritted their teeth.

They were all old foxes who had lived for thousands, even tens of thousands of years. How could they not know Holy Monk Yidian’s calculations.

Ultimately, he still hoped to gain Uncle Rain’s help—this god-like existence—to better prepare for a great battle against Min Tiange.

From Holy Monk Yidian’s perspective, since the Li Clan possessed treasures, they should just be open-minded, taking out their savings to buy off Uncle Rain. It was absolutely the best choice.

But from their perspective… it was a motherfucking beastly act.

Uncle Rain was not necessarily more human than Min Tiange.

Consort Ji continued,

“At the very least, I don’t have to put on fake smiles with people anymore. I saved my life, and I saved the last bit of my Dao Heart.

The Li Clan gave me a life. They originally could have made us do many things. When Li Chang came, and you said you wouldn’t help, he didn’t say anything and just left.

For all these years, it has always been like this.”

“These years, I’ve been able to eke out a living in the Thunder Fire Demon Cave.

I was thinking, when Min Tiange can no longer remember me, and I am no longer an imperial consort, what can I do?

I still have a long lifespan ahead. Perhaps I could establish a sect, or perhaps, when the time comes, find a Dao Companion who doesn’t care about my past.”

“But I never thought about abandoning the Li Clan during today’s crisis.

Now I understand. I didn’t think about it because the Li Clan protected us so well, which gave me the time to freely envision the future.”

“Now, you’re asking me to stand by coldly and watch Uncle Rain destroy the Li Clan? You’re asking me to stand on the side of my benefactor’s enemy?”

“You can do that, but I cannot.”

Under the gazes of the crowd, Consort Ji decisively bowed to Holy Monk Yidian and then turned around.

“Boom!”

At this time.

In the cloudy sky, fiery clouds churned, and the Old Tree stood 1,000 feet tall.

Behind Consort Ji stood Holy Monk Yidian and the numerous fellow Daoists of the Grand Tower.

Consort Ji’s face turned pale.

She felt a murderous intent born of a Buddha’s wrath.

She paused her footsteps momentarily, then let out a long breath and continued walking toward the patch of light beneath the gloomy clouds.

She had been a slave and a maidservant her entire life, fleeing and hiding her entire life.

She was tired anyway. One must walk their Dao path with a clear conscience at least once.

Following Uncle Rain and Holy Monk Yidian on the path of seeking revenge against Min Tiange in the future might not be any more clean-cut than dying right now.

Behind her.

Holy Monk Yidian remained expressionless, gazing at Consort Ji’s back as she headed toward the giant, red-crowned tree in the distant cloudy sky.

The Buddhist chants in his palm radiated a golden light.

Within the Dao Domain.

The mirror surfaces shattered.

Fireballs, like meteorites carrying the Great Dao of Heavenly Fire, finally smashed through the mirrors and plunged into the deep blue sea.

Amidst the drifting drizzle, Li Yaotie—bare-chested, hoisting his fire hammer high, and wreathed entirely in flames—soared into the air and brought the hammer crashing down!

He saw Uncle Rain tilt his head back.

The Old Ancestor was currently being held by Uncle Rain, forcefully snapping his neck to bite down hard on Uncle Rain’s wrist.

Although he knew clearly that the Old Ancestor would not die, when had the Old Ancestor ever been in such a pitiful state?

Li Yaotie was consumed by burning fury.

His mind went entirely blank, his eyes fixed only on Uncle Rain.

With a ferocious expression, he unleashed the only hammer technique he knew: the ‘Nine Origins Hammer Technique’.

“Boom!”

The rainwater in the domain splashed wildly with the descent of the Heavenly Fire.

The Nine Origins Hammer Technique was an artifact-forging technique that gathered all the true fire within his body, coupled with the extremely scorching rules of the Heavenly Fire.

Where Li Yaotie’s hammer landed, a brief moment of tranquility flashed.

Then came the ripples, and the water vaporized.

Layer after layer, churning waves and splashes erupted from the point of impact.

The ultimate collision between Heavenly Fire and the Rain Dispensation method filled the entire Dao Domain with water vapor.

With Li Yaotie’s entry, the Dao Domain underwent a transformation.

The cloudy sky was filled with massive boulders burning with fireworks, while below lay a churning, undulating expanse of water.

Mist rendered the entire Dao Domain hazy.

…

“Boom!”

Within the Dao Domain, Li Yaotie, looking like a Fire God, could be seen madly striking the water’s surface.

The sky full of drizzle assailed him, only to be evaporated.

In the mist.

Uncle Rain remained hidden, frowning as he observed Li Yaotie.

“Something is wrong.”

Many years ago, he had killed a possessor of the Great Dao of Heavenly Fire.

Governing the rain, he naturally countered Heavenly Fire. Yet at this moment, he didn’t make a move.

Li Yaotie, who had just broken through, actually possessed more majestic Spiritual power than someone who had merely glimpsed the Dao!

Right now, Li Yaotie had clearly descended into absolute madness.

A cultivator who had just glimpsed the Dao could not control their power, nor did they even understand divine abilities.

At this moment, he was merely wielding a pair of heavy hammers, relying on his Dao-glimpsing Spiritual power to smash wildly at the water surface, utilizing the Heavenly Fire in the cloudy sky for massive area attacks.

These were clearly the traits of a beginner to the Great Dao.

But…

Uncle Rain clearly sensed that Li Yaotie’s physical body was terrifyingly tough.

He was like a preliminary stage Spirit Treasure.

Beyond that… Li Yaotie’s Spiritual power was frighteningly abundant!

“Someone who just entered the Dao Domain has absolutely no possibility of possessing such capability,” Uncle Rain was startled. “Unless…”

His divine sense probed toward the Dao Domain.

Through the scorching heat of the Great Dao of Heavenly Fire, behind the shattered mirrors, he saw root vines spreading from the cracks of the Dao Domain, climbing in all directions around Li Yaotie’s Dao path.

Red leaves gradually sprouted from these root vines.

On Li Yaotie’s bare upper body, seal script runes crawled upward—it was the resonance of the Li Clan!

Through these root vines, his divine sense exited the Dao Domain, sensing the Li Clan descendants stationed outside.

The massive red tree was transmitting the Spiritual power of the Li clansmen into Li Yaotie’s body!

Li Yaotie’s physique was a special physique, capable of accumulating such a massive amount of Spiritual power.

“This kind of method… this kind of method is your final trump card?” Uncle Rain laughed out loud.

“A cultivator who hasn’t even mastered a Body Integration divine ability, still merely at the Dao-Glimpsing stage. Even if I give you an endless amount of Spiritual power, so what?!!”

His laughter abruptly ceased.

On the water surface beneath his feet floated the black-mist figure.

The Li Clan Old Ancestor was still not dead, and he spoke faintly,

“With an Unorthodox Artifact Body, the moment Ah Tie broke through to the Body Integration realm, he could be considered a Spirit Treasure.”

“Outside are my descendants, our Li Clan’s Ancestral Spirit Array. Through the Old Tree, the Spiritual power converges upon him. Even you will have to dodge.”

Uncle Rain reached out his hand indifferently.

Liquid surfaced on the water, tightening around the Li Clan Old Ancestor’s neck.

He mocked,

“An Unorthodox Artifact Body, the Ancestral Spirit Array… just like you, they are all trash.

Your mirrors were a smokescreen just to allow him to break through and receive the empowerment of the Ancestral Spirit Array?”

“Just relying on him? Hahaha!

The Great Dao of Heavenly Fire, even a Great Dao of Heavenly Fire housed in a Spirit Treasure body… killing him will only take a bit more effort, nothing more!”

Yet, amidst his sneers, there was a degree of caution.

Compared to Li Yaotie’s madness, the Li Clan Old Ancestor was calm.

He seemed to have been this calm all along!

Uncle Rain frowned.

It wasn’t just caution in his heart; rather, his wrist—where the Li Clan Old Ancestor had bitten him during his frantic moment just now—was broken and bleeding.

The Li Clan Old Ancestor remained indifferent.

His body… was turning into black mist, his life and soul dissipating.

Yet his voice remained composed, carrying a hint of smugness.

“You are not wrong. It was a smokescreen.”

“You just thought wrong.

You appeared for three months, and I prepared for three months because of it.

We made many kinds of preparations, whether it was dealing with the invaders or dealing with you.

We’ve heard your story; we know you are powerful—at least more powerful than the Nirvana Sage Elder.”

Li Wei took a deep breath.

“But we still didn’t run. We had many ways to escape, or to make you leave.

Reporting you to the Department of Immortal Suppression in advance would have been enough to give you a headache.”

“You…” Uncle Rain’s pupils gradually dilated. For the first time, he felt fear.

Suppressing the unease in his heart, he sneered, “You are about to die. Why bother with alarmist talk?”

“You forgot, I said from the very beginning that I wanted to see if I could make you stay in Azure Cloud Prefecture forever.

The smokescreen wasn’t just my mirrors, and my trump cards weren’t just the Ancestral Spirit Array and the breakthrough of Ah Tie.”

As Li Wei’s words fell.

“Boom!”

Streaks of black mist pierced through and entered the Dao Domain.

Seven people.

One was covered in demonic patterns and carried a broadsword.

The other six hoisted massive totem poles.

The moment they entered, they shouted at the frenzied Li Yaotie, “Dad!”

Clarity finally returned to the mad Li Yaotie’s eyes.

Eternity… Uncle Rain narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Eternal rules, they are your trump card? Ridiculous. Even with eternal rules, they cannot harm me in the slightest!”

“The smokescreen was me, and the trump card is also me.”

“I was nervous because I was afraid you would run away. Your Dao methods at the Body Integration realm give you too many avenues of escape.”

“You said one thing very correctly: no one wants to be targeted.

You don’t want to be targeted by someone like me, who possesses spatial rules, and I don’t want my family to be targeted by a Body Integration expert.

We both have too many things we are unwilling to lose.”

“That’s why I’ve been fighting you as a Half-Step Body Integration expert. I was waiting for Holy Monk Yidian, but the old bald donkey remains an old bald donkey.”

“He forced my hand.”

Uncle Rain’s eyes widened more and more.

Beneath him, the Li Clan Old Ancestor completely vanished, as if he had entirely disappeared from the mortal realm.

And then… behind him, a familiar aura of spatial rules and Yin-Yang Spiritual power reemerged!

No…

It wasn’t Spiritual power, it was… a Dao method!

In the water, ripples expanded.

The massive rotating Yin-Yang Fish diagram spawned leaping black and white carp. They crossed the Jade Gate.

Transforming into dragons!

“For nine years, or eighty-one years inside, using up all of Yuanshang’s spirit stones, Ah Tie didn’t dare to slack off for a single moment.”

“How could I slack off? I broke through even faster than he did.”

“And you… You are stronger than I imagined, but you, too, can bleed.”

Uncle Rain lowered his head.

There were teeth marks on his wrist.

“Drop!”

The blood flowing from the wound dripped from his palm onto the water’s surface, creating ripples.

The bright red blood gradually spread, like the most vibrant flower.

Behind him, various rules blended together, but they were dozens of times more majestic than before.

The Li Clan Old Ancestor’s hoarse voice sounded even more sinister in the mist.

The shadow of the black mist undulated with the ripples.

“Now, you are going to have to try to escape this Dao Domain alive… from the hands of the ant you spoke of.”

“If you can make it out alive, please remember: this is Azure Cloud Prefecture, the forbidden land sheltered by generation after generation of our Li Clan.”

Seal.

Vines crawled all over the entire Dao Domain.

While the mirror surfaces isolated the external auras, the people of the Li Clan were sealing the entire Dao Domain!

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