Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1221: Chapter 1215: You Shouldn’t Have Come Back

Whoosh!

A streak of light pierced the daylight, tearing across the sky toward the Western Frontier.

This was the ‘Wind-Chasing Light Shuttle’—a mid-grade Dharma Treasure that, from afar, resembled a slender willow leaf adrift on the wind.

Even a Void Refinement realm expert, pushing themselves to their absolute limit, would need four or five days to travel from the Western Frontier to Azure Cloud Prefecture. This shuttle could make the journey in three.

It was a prized spoil of war, claimed by the family on that fateful rainy night.

Aboard the spirit shuttle, Li Yunlin stood with a dark, heavy expression. He turned to the young general who had sought him out from the Western Frontier and asked,

“It took you over a dozen days to reach Azure Cloud Prefecture. Where are the rest of your people? Did you seek help from anyone else? Ba Siyu? Zhao Guang? Wenren Jiuyue? Perfected Qinghe?”

Li Yunlin had served under Gu Fenghua for many years.

He remembered when Bi Shihu had tried to play petty tricks before Gu Fenghua; the Spear Saint had ignored the games entirely, trusting only what he saw with his own eyes.

During the great war between Humans and the Wu Tribe, while Ba Siyu was still cowardly weighing the pros and cons, the Spear Saint heard the Li Clan could secure the rear and launched a surprise attack without a second thought.

Most of Li Yunlin’s clansmen knew little of the Spear Saint, but Li Yunlin understood the man’s true character.

It was out of respect for those old ties that he was now risking this journey to the Western Frontier.

For a matter like this, however, it was best he traveled alone.

If the worst happened, it would be far easier for the Old Ancestor to use spatial rules to secure the escape of a single person.

Yet, despite this safeguard, a persistent, gnawing unease settled in Li Yunlin’s chest.

Hearing his questions, the young general quickly replied, his voice frantic,

“We looked! We begged all of them! Lord Spear Saint charged into the Wu Tribe’s lands, but Lord Ba suddenly withdrew his forces. We were left with only the Spear Saint to lead our vanguard.

We don’t know exactly what went wrong, but somehow, even the Rising Sun Sage Elder of the Wu Tribe managed to escape.”

“Lord Spear Saint didn’t say a word. He took to the sky and vanished.

It was our commanding general who realized something was terribly wrong.

He dispatched over a hundred riders to seek reinforcements.

Grandhaven Prefecture, Clearpeak Prefecture, Westfall Prefecture, the Central Plains, and even the Imperial Capital… we sent messengers everywhere.”

Li Yunlin’s heart skipped a beat.

This young general was merely following orders, but the commanding general had clearly grasped a deeper, more terrifying truth.

Why bypass the mighty figures stationed right there in the Western Frontier to seek help from distant prefectures, and even the Imperial Capital?

When it came to the politics of the Imperial Dynasty, no speculation was too malicious.

That was a bitter truth Li Yunlin had learned through decades of hard experience.

Driven by anxiety, he arrived three days later.

The Western Frontier was bathed in the eerie, crimson glow of the Blood Moon.

Originally, the Blood Moon’s domain had covered less than ten percent of Deston Prefecture. Now, hanging heavy in the sky, it bathed half the prefecture in red and was still aggressively expanding.

Beneath that blood-red sky fluttered ribbons of white mourning silk.

Li Yunlin’s face darkened, a profound sorrow welling up within him—the bitter empathy of a fox mourning the death of the hare.

Here in the Western Frontier, the eternal meat grinder between Humans and the Wu Tribe, lives were thrown away every single day.

Even the death of a Void Refinement realm expert wouldn’t cause much of a stir in these blood-soaked lands.

But the sight of white mourning silk fluttering in the wind meant only one thing: a true mighty figure had fallen.

“My Lord!” As the spirit shuttle touched down, the young general collapsed to his knees.

Staring at the white silk hanging from a crooked, withered tree, he clutched the scorched earth and wept uncontrollably.

Li Yunlin stood frozen, wordless.

He had prepared himself for this outcome during the journey, yet the reality was still heavy.

The Western Frontier was a treacherous, bizarre place, and the Li Clan had long advised Gu Fenghua against lingering here.

But there were always people like him in this world: fully aware there were man-eating tigers in the mountains, they would still stubbornly march straight toward the tiger’s den.

Li Yunlin lingered there for a long time. Eventually, his peak Void Refinement realm aura drew the attention of local cultivators.

An auspicious cloud drifted over beneath the gaze of the Blood Moon, carrying a familiar face: an old acquaintance of the Li Clan, Mr. Zhou Chengli.

Over the decades, Li Yunlin had met Zhou Chengli many times, knowing well that this scholar had taken great care of his family in Deston Prefecture.

Stepping forward, he offered a polite bow. “Mr. Zhou.”

They exchanged brief, solemn greetings before Mr. Zhou sighed softly.

“Since the Azure Cloud Li Clan has already retreated from the Western Frontier, my young friend, you really shouldn’t have come back.”

Li Yunlin’s breath hitched. His grip tightened white-knuckled around his whisk, though his expression remained carefully blank.

“Someone from Lord Spear Saint’s army came begging for help, and I share old ties with the Lord,” Li Yunlin replied evenly.

“By the way, Mr. Zhou, when my family departed, they warned you about the anomalies of the Blood Moon. Did you…”

Zhou Chengli deflected the question entirely, his tone steeped in bitterness as he spoke only of the Spear Saint.

“Over ten days ago, the Spear Saint was ambushed deep within Wu Tribe territory.

My young friend, you have arrived too late. Lord Ba was stationed nearby, but couldn’t reach him in time to save him.

Grandhaven Prefecture hasn’t so much as replied. Out of the entire sprawling Imperial Dynasty… you are the only one who came.”