Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1874: 1406: Awaiting Repair

Li Zhirui himself never imagined that his Mental State would advance right at this instant; it was truly an unforeseen benefit.

Back when he first performed this deed, he held no specific goal in mind—it was merely a minor gesture of goodwill—yet he never foresaw gaining such a substantial return!

“Big brother, do you want to come play with us?” A young girl spotted Li Zhirui's gaze and spoke in a sweet voice.

“No, you kids go on ahead. I've got other matters to attend to.” He shook his head while smiling, adding, “From now on, when you encounter strangers, avoid chatting with them freely. Watch out, or they might try to kidnap you.”

“Big brother, you wouldn't do that! I can tell you're a good person.” The little girl replied with sincere conviction.

“Hmm?”

Li Zhirui gave a wry smile, not dwelling too much on her words. After all, with his current cultivation level, the lines between good and evil had long blurred into complexity.

With a mere thought, he retrieved some low-grade Spiritual Medicine-infused sugar pills from his spatial storage and handed them out to the children, then activated his movement skill to vanish swiftly from their view.

These children could barely comprehend what had happened? They cried out and called after him briefly before the sweets and a fresh game diverted their attention.

As Li Zhirui hurried onward, several days passed until he reached the domain of the capital city.

The Daqian capital's outermost edge featured a vast river, spanning ten zhang in width, that encircled the city before exiting to the southeast.

In the northeast, southwest, and northwest sections of the river, broad bridges allowed easy passage for travelers.

Pressing further inward, he crossed numerous neighborhoods, markets, and fields, covering almost 200 li before at last spotting the enormous, sturdy emerald city wall!

Constructed solidly from massive slabs of Vajra Rock, the wall bore inscriptions of the Hundred Schools' Secret Techniques, bolstering its protective strength immensely.

This served as the Daqian capital's secondary barrier—the outer city wall!

Li Zhirui didn't linger beyond the walls; he merely took a quick look as he moved through. As the proverb states, “Under the feet of the Son of Heaven, the top priority,” the outer city's residents enjoyed reasonably good livelihoods.

While certain noble houses and rich traders kept a modest profile, other issues loomed larger, like land grabs and social divides.

In general, average folks managed to get by, though their existence teetered just above bare survival.

A simple ailment might plunge a household into hardship; a grave one could shatter the family entirely.

In ordinary ancient eras, such circumstances would represent an age of unparalleled abundance for the masses!

Yet this was the Immortal World!

The immense boost from Divine Powers and Spells to production outstripped any mechanical invention, rendering comparisons pointless.

Still, for those in power, effective rule took precedence above all!

Thus, granting the populace a marginally improved existence without excessive strain sufficed...

Li Zhirui shook his head, dismissing these jumbled reflections. As a cultivator detached from worldly ties to evade karma—venturing into society now and then for tempering—his focus remained on advancing cultivation, not the reverse!

Back to the outer city wall!

Before this barrier brimming with Divine Powers and Secret Techniques stretched a lengthy line!

Yet entry into the city proceeded swiftly, without hitches, and within a mere quarter-hour, Li Zhirui reached the front.

Buzz—

A soft hum emanated from the Golden Mirror at the gate, displaying the details of his identity token.

It appeared routine, but having undergone the check personally, Li Zhirui recognized the Golden Mirror's formidable might, for a probing gaze had just swept over him completely, seeming poised to pierce his disguises.

Only a bit more, and he sensed exposure was imminent.

Without the prior bolstering of his inner concealments before approaching the gate, revelation might have already occurred!

“Truly a nation's heartland, nothing short of remarkable!” Li Zhirui inwardly exclaimed with awe, a reminder that his forthcoming steps demanded utmost vigilance and precision.

With no irregularities detected, he blended into the flow and entered the outer city seamlessly.

Thriving and vibrant—this struck him as the capital's initial allure.

Earlier, from outside the walls, Li Zhirui had activated his Spiritual Eye to survey the capital, curious about its fortune, and what met his view was a torrent of human vitality and haze, underpinned by a majestic blaze!

Deeper layers hid within that blaze, but as he sought to delve further, a warning chill stirred in his core, hinting at imminent detection!

Hence, he settled for a distant, surface-level glimpse of the fortune's outline.

And even that mere emblem of fortune, upon observation, brought a scorching surge toward him, as though it had taken solid form in that instant.

Now immersed within it, Li Zhirui gained a richer insight into the fortune he had witnessed.

The Human Dao resembles fire, sustained by the populace as kindling!

The Daqian dynasty's splendor rested upon its subjects, with the Hundred Schools serving only as ornaments.

Nevertheless, those who sacrificed the most—the common people—reaped the smallest shares!

“Should Daqian descend into civil strife, eroding its strength, might that shatter the prevailing equilibrium across the Southern Domain?” Li Zhirui mulled such notions while strolling the avenues.

After weighing the idea in his mind, he discarded it in the end.

The cause was straightforward: the endeavor would drag on endlessly with unpredictable outcomes; above all, it risked entangling him in vast karma!