Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1867 - 1402: Pending Restoration_2

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper remained still and silent, his gaze shifting with unspoken contemplations.

In the midst of everyone there, Li Zhirui alone stayed untouched by the stir.

Being a true follower of the Immortal Dao in cultivation, the matters of Human Dao barely concerned him; he simply watched from the sidelines.

"Friends! Please quiet down a bit! Hear me out!"

During the heated chatter filling the air, a sturdy fellow climbed onto a stool and bellowed at the top of his lungs.

Maybe driven by intrigue, maybe intimidated by his power, or maybe because the group held him in regard, the room fell silent.

All eyes turned upward, keen to catch his forthcoming words.

"Everyone now knows about the Mo Family’s impending establishment of a new dynasty, and what’s the most important thing for a dynasty? It’s the population! It’s the land!"

The sturdy fellow declared with fervor, "Everyone is surely aware of the Mo Family’s formidable strength; there’s no need for me to elaborate. Therefore, the Mo Family’s operation this time will undoubtedly reclaim a territory from the Devil Race!"

"They have the land, but what about the population? Without enough people, having more land is useless! We can say that this Mo Family dynasty will be full of danger and opportunity!"

"If luck is on our side, we will have the chance to shed our commoner status and create a better future for ourselves and our descendants!"

His speech stirred the assembly deeply.

Though their everyday existence offered no lack of meals or garb, it amounted to just getting by, nowhere near opulence or riches.

As he described, should they align with this budding dynasty, fresh prospects would arise, hierarchies might shift, and they could rise to positions of honor!

With keen curiosity, Li Zhirui observed the fellow, circulating his Mana inside to ignite his Dharma Eye. Through the Qi Observation Technique, he peered at him, noting how the man's luck—once a reddish-white hue signaling decent prosperity—was transforming wildly, as a hint of emerald glow emerged from its core!

‘He has altered his fate!’ A wave disturbed the serene pond of his mind, astonished at the profound shift in the man's destiny and fortune.

Still, he understood that fate and luck could shift and evolve.

"If you want to fight for a better future for yourself and your descendants, you can join me at the southern city gate in three days to embark on the journey to follow the Mo Family!"

Having spoken thus, the sturdy fellow leaped off the stool and marched boldly from the inn.

The gathering felt the impact, yet soon regained composure. In truth, such a choice weighed heavy; most had kin to consider, sparking inevitable doubts.

Whatever path they chose, they departed the inn, seeking a tranquil spot to confer with their loved ones.

"Shopkeeper, I think what that man said makes sense. Why not offer a helping hand while the Mo Family is in temporary difficulty and invest a bit?"

Li Zhirui faced the sole other soul left in the room, grinning as he added, "One must know that it’s common to embellish something that’s already beautiful, but offering help in desperate times is rare."

"So why are you so calm and unmoved?" the shopkeeper countered.

"Since I seek the Immortal Tao, I naturally must steer clear of entanglements. But you, the shopkeeper, should understand well the principle of seizing opportunities."

He traveled only to relax and roam freely, so why tangle in such intricate webs?

The shopkeeper let out a light laugh, dropping the topic.

Li Zhirui paid it no heed; his words were just idle chatter, unconcerned if they swayed the man.

Afterward, he exited the inn, wandering the avenue while overhearing folks debating sundry matters concerning the Mo Family.

However, none else, akin to that sturdy fellow, rose to muster the masses.

In the end, should countless souls possess the power to challenge the heavens and reshape fate, the Daqian dynasty would long since descend into chaos.

All the same, numerous individuals had seized upon this insight and intended to enlist with the Mo Family’s budding dynasty, yearning to earn recognition.

‘Inevitably, in the coming days, people across Daqian will choose to leave, including the Human Dao Hundred Schools, who will secretly send people to the Mo Family’s territory.’

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"They have the land, but what about the population? Without enough people, having more land is useless! We can say that this Mo Family dynasty will be full of danger and opportunity!"

"If luck is on our side, we will have the chance to shed our commoner status and create a better future for ourselves and our descendants!"

His speech stirred the assembly deeply.

Though their everyday existence offered no lack of meals or garb, it amounted to just getting by, nowhere near opulence or riches.

As he described, should they align with this budding dynasty, fresh prospects would arise, hierarchies might shift, and they could rise to positions of honor!

With keen curiosity, Li Zhirui observed the fellow, circulating his Mana inside to ignite his Dharma Eye. Through the Qi Observation Technique, he peered at him, noting how the man's luck—once a reddish-white hue signaling decent prosperity—was transforming wildly, as a hint of emerald glow emerged from its core!

‘He has altered his fate!’ A wave disturbed the serene pond of his mind, astonished at the profound shift in the man's destiny and fortune.

Still, he understood that fate and luck could shift and evolve.

"If you want to fight for a better future for yourself and your descendants, you can join me at the southern city gate in three days to embark on the journey to follow the Mo Family!"

Having spoken thus, the sturdy fellow leaped off the stool and marched boldly from the inn.

The gathering felt the impact, yet soon regained composure. In truth, such a choice weighed heavy; most had kin to consider, sparking inevitable doubts.

Whatever path they chose, they departed the inn, seeking a tranquil spot to confer with their loved ones.

"Shopkeeper, I think what that man said makes sense. Why not offer a helping hand while the Mo Family is in temporary difficulty and invest a bit?"

Li Zhirui faced the sole other soul left in the room, grinning as he added, "One must know that it’s common to embellish something that’s already beautiful, but offering help in desperate times is rare."

"So why are you so calm and unmoved?" the shopkeeper countered.

"Since I seek the Immortal Tao, I naturally must steer clear of entanglements. But you, the shopkeeper, should understand well the principle of seizing opportunities."

He traveled only to relax and roam freely, so why tangle in such intricate webs?

The shopkeeper let out a light laugh, dropping the topic.

Li Zhirui paid it no heed; his words were just idle chatter, unconcerned if they swayed the man.

Afterward, he exited the inn, wandering the avenue while overhearing folks debating sundry matters concerning the Mo Family.

However, none else, akin to that sturdy fellow, rose to muster the masses.

In the end, should countless souls possess the power to challenge the heavens and reshape fate, the Daqian dynasty would long since descend into chaos.

All the same, numerous individuals had seized upon this insight and intended to enlist with the Mo Family’s budding dynasty, yearning to earn recognition.

‘Inevitably, in the coming days, people across Daqian will choose to leave, including the Human Dao Hundred Schools, who will secretly send people to the Mo Family’s territory.’