Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1967: 1452: Surrender (Part 2)

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Previously on Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan...
After a brutal battle, Li Zhixuan's invading forces defeat the native beings of the Floating Light Realm, suffering heavy casualties with less than half of their original ten thousand cultivators surviving. Exhausted, they forgo pursuing the fleeing Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators, instead setting up a protective formation while recovering their strength. In their mountain stronghold, the terrified survivors confront their devastating loss, realizing their remaining forces are too weak for another fight and weighing the desperate option of surrender, though doubt lingers over whether the invaders will accept the Devil Race.

Capítulo 1967: Chapter 1452: Surrender (Part 2)

“They ought to accept, and perhaps someday, your standing could even exceed ours.”

One Demon Cultivator appeared to recall a detail and remarked, “From my observations, a significant number of those cultivators control beasts, indicating they belong to a Beast Taming faction.”

At first, the Devil Beasts from the Floating Light Realm might not earn trust, but as time passes, everything fades. Over a few generations, their positions are sure to shift.

Not like our fate—once turned into slaves, we might stay that way forever, unable to reverse our plight!

In reality, the Demon Cultivator voicing this was merely speculating; his true intent was to calm the fears of these Devil Beasts, offering them a glimmer of optimism.

If not, before they could yield to the intruders, infighting might break out among them, sparking a violent clash.

The Devil Race, in the end, would never stand by while Demon Cultivators submitted to the foe, bolstering their power and complicating matters for the Devils.

And sure enough, upon hearing those words, the Devil Race’s worries eased a bit.

Certain Devil Beasts couldn’t resist imagining the future—maybe they’d form contracts with the conquerors and journey to superior realms, embarking on wider paths of cultivation!

“What do we do next, then?”

A Devil Beast inquired, “Do we simply go to the intruders’ camp and give ourselves up immediately?”

“No way!”

A Demon Cultivator responded at once, “Suppose they see us as assailants exploiting the disorder? We’d face serious trouble if they strike back. For the moment, remain hidden quietly in the hills and wait for their approach before submitting.”

The rest pondered it and found the logic sound, so nobody opposed, and they stayed put in the mountains without a sound.

Meanwhile—

Li Zhixuan and her companions, who were still mending their wounds and regaining strength, never anticipated that the remaining inhabitants of this realm had no desire to continue the battle—they chose submission instead, even if it cost them their liberty and turned them into slaves henceforth.

Thus, a few days later, when their power had nearly recovered completely, and they assembled their forces to assault the demons’ bastion and wipe them out, they were shocked to see the white flags waving and the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators yielding without resistance.

“What’s going on here?” An Elder from the Li family advanced and demanded.

“We failed to acknowledge the power of the Heavenly Immortals from beyond and even dared to fight back…”

The Elder had little tolerance for their attempts to justify; a capitulation was a capitulation, no need for face-saving pretexts. He interrupted, “So, you’re giving up to preserve your lives?”

“Correct. Provided our lives are preserved, becoming slaves or servants is no concern.”

“A realm this expansive certainly requires many hands to oversee it.”

The Elder nodded and continued, “Provided you surrender a wisp of your Spiritual Soul, or place a drop of blood on this Ten Thousand Beasts Seal, you needn’t fear assaults.”

Li Zhixuan, positioned nearby, appeared uninterested in handling such discussions, allowing the Elder to manage all dealings with them.

Maybe the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators were still basking in the joy of averting disaster, their vigilance relaxed, so none caught that the Elder’s statement was ambiguous, offering no firm assurance.

Confronted with this requirement, the majority opted for the milder alternative—depositing a drop of blood on the Ten Thousand Beasts Seal!

From that point, their existences were dictated by outsiders; yet at least, for the present, they endured.

This result aligned with their hopes, prompting sighs of relief.

However, they remained unaware that it was all fleeting. Upon their return to the Primal Spirit Realm with only Li Zhixuan surviving, the offering of this whole world would commence!

Yet prior to that, the task of looting the Floating Light Realm’s treasures and heritage awaited!

“Surrender your faction’s techniques and treasures.”

“Understood!”

With their fates gripped by others, what worth did mere belongings hold?

He then turned to the remaining Loose Cultivators: “You get one month to scour the entire realm for treasures. In that period, you must not recklessly ravage the land or massacre creatures! Should you meet any who refuse submission, seize or tag them and deliver to the Li family for resolution!”

The intent was straightforward: to minimize further draining of the world’s core as much as possible.

And the reason for avoiding land devastation is clear—the Li family intends to cultivate the Floating Light Realm as their territory; obviously, they won’t permit more harm.

When these instructions reached the realm’s dwellers, their final traces of worry dissolved.

For they assumed, since the Li family showed such mercy to those unseen and unconquered, their own treatment would surely be favorable going forward.

The surviving Loose Cultivators were particularly thrilled—they never imagined the Li family’s generosity, granting them a complete month to hunt treasures across the Floating Light Realm as compensation and gratitude for their aid.

The Li family had their own plans too; they divided into teams, proceeding to each faction’s stronghold in this realm to claim all the treasures and techniques!

The core of a world’s heritage could truly be said to reside there.

And this—beyond claiming the Floating Light Realm—was the Li family’s prime reward!

“Who could have foreseen the Li family’s such largesse! Allowing us a full month to forage and collect treasures.”

Upon receiving their directives, the Loose Cultivators scattered right away, some venturing solo or with allies, all soaring off toward far horizons.

“True, but consider this: soon the Li family will possess a vast Middle Thousand World; what they offer us is merely a tiny fraction.”

“Enough talk—let’s rush to collect treasures. Our shot at amassing vast cultivation supplies hinges on this!”

Missing such a prime chance would leave them regretting, perhaps cursing their own inaction for skimping on treasures.

Yet following multiple conflicts, with the realm in chaos, scarce treasures in the wilderness had grown rarer, although common ones remained fairly obtainable.

Time flowed on through days and months.

In a flash, the month slipped away.

Loose Cultivators started trickling back one after another, while some lingered afar, or chose outright not to return.

They figured the Li family wouldn’t bother with a handful of minor Loose Cultivators, or even detect their disappearance.

In truth, though the Li family paid no heed, they knew precisely who failed to appear.

The clan showed no response to this.

As for Li Zhixuan and the handful of Elders privy to the secret, they minded it even less—when the Floating Light Realm faced sacrifice, a few extra losses meant nothing.

“The deadline has passed. We won’t delay for those absent.”

With an Elder’s words concluded, he reported to Li Zhixuan. Noting her approval, he promptly set the Spirit Boat in motion, heading back to their starting point.

Regarding the realm’s submitters, the Li family had already detailed their duties: locate spots rich in spiritual energy and cultivate treasures there!

This straightforward role eased their tensions; their greatest dread was hazardous or odd assignments—like serving as battle fodder. Fortunately, it involved only basic treasure growing.

Maybe the Li family’s entire lenient conduct up to now was a facade; it had even deceived them into harboring no suspicions—unaware of the clan’s hidden agenda.

As Li Zhixuan and her entourage departed, the Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators brimmed with complex emotions. Had they realized these foes were so lenient, why resist so fiercely?

At minimum, they’d made it through, and it seemed their security wouldn’t be a concern ahead.

Because prior to leaving, Li Zhixuan proclaimed specific regulations—one being a ban on mutual killings!

Besides that, guidelines for treasure cultivation included fitting incentives and penalties.