The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Translator: Lynn

Dong Lizhao’s expression turned resolute. “Of course, I must go back. My elder brother is still trapped in the palace. I cannot live here and abandon him to his fate, not knowing what tortures he might be enduring.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziqing’s eyes displayed a glimmer of admiration. Despite being just a child, Dong Lizhao had grown up in the imperial city, making him more perceptive than ordinary individuals from the south. He understood the responsibilities of kinship and the importance of standing by his blood relatives. While Xu Ziqing wouldn’t have harshly criticized him for staying behind, he would have felt somewhat disappointed had Dong Lizhao chosen to abandon his family.

Smiling, Xu Ziqing responded, “In that case, I will accompany you back.” He handed over a bottle and continued, “Although your external injuries have nearly healed, your internal wounds still need time. Take this medicine, and it will aid in your recovery.”

Without hesitation, Dong Lizhao accepted the bottle and swiftly consumed its contents. As the clear liquid flowed down his throat, a soothing sensation permeated his body, causing all the lingering wounds, bruises, and pains to vanish instantly.

“What a miraculous medicine!” he exclaimed in awe.

Xu Ziqing advised, “You should rest here for a while and refrain from going outside. I will make the necessary preparations to ensure your safe return.”

Upon hearing that Xu Ziqing would be leaving, Dong Lizhao’s expression turned anxious, but he masked his worry, evoking sympathy from those who observed him.

Whistling, Xu Ziqing extended his forearm, allowing the eagle to land on his elbow. He then passed the bird over to Dong Lizhao and spoke, “Zhao’er, I will let Chonghua accompany you, so there’s no need to worry.”

Aware that Xu Ziqing understood his concerns, Dong Lizhao blushed and apologized, “Zhao is sorry for causing you to worry.”

Xu Ziqing smiled and reassured him, “It’s no problem.” Chonghua spread his wings and settled beside Dong Lizhao, casting a sidelong glance as he emitted a resounding cry. Delighted to be reunited with his loyal companion, Dong Lizhao beamed, while Xu Ziqing returned the smile before departing through the door.

His decision to send Dong Lizhao to the Lower Nine Continents wasn’t merely about ensuring his safe return but also served as a means to distance himself from the impending troubles and find some time for contemplation.

The involvement of the Tian family in the rebellion along with the sea beast and the presence of a high-ranking individual at the Peak Foundation Establishment stage from the Thunderfire Sect left Xu Ziqing with a foreboding feeling. He feared that if the situation wasn’t handled carefully, the entire Upper Nine Continents would be drawn into the chaotic waters. Having faced numerous life-and-death situations, Xu Ziqing cherished his own life and had no desire to be entangled in the ambitions of others until the end of his days.

With the imminent outbreak of war, as a casual cultivator at the seventh level of Qi refinement, lacking the protection of a clan and not possessing exceptional cultivation, his life would be in grave danger. This was precisely what Yun Lie had conveyed to him earlier. Initially apprehensive, Xu Ziqing now felt more at ease and fearless after his friend assured him that he was capable of handling the situation.

Since he had plenty of time before departing for the Lower Nine Continents, Xu Ziqing decided to make thorough preparations for any unexpected developments.

Keeping his objectives in mind, Xu Ziqing began to spend his money accordingly. Firstly, he acquired a recipe from the Herb Pavilion, containing the ingredients and instructions for preparing the aromatic dew. As it was a mortal medicine, the shopkeeper readily provided it without hiding any details, allowing Xu Ziqing to acquire it at a reasonable cost.

Following that, he purchased two jade swords, a few grass seeds, some talismans, magic clothes, a futon, and various miscellaneous items. Out of all the items, Xu Ziqing only retained a spiritual pearl and a modest sum of money for his immediate needs.

Once he had made the necessary preparations, Xu Ziqing returned to his elegant residence.

Dong Lizhao and Chonghua Ying were engaged in a playful exchange, their four eyes flickering with curiosity and amusement.

With someone he could trust by his side, Dong Lizhao’s demeanor transformed into that of an innocent child. He was no longer as guarded and hostile as he had been when he first awakened.

Anticipating a potentially long journey ahead, Xu Ziqing settled his accounts and set off with Dong Lizhao and Chonghua Ying. Along the way, the eagle once again perched on Xu Ziqing’s shoulder, while Xu Ziqing held Dong Lizhao’s hand, ensuring his presence and protection.

As they walked along the road, Dong Lizhao couldn’t help but feel intrigued. Being aware of the many cultivators in the area, he occasionally cast furtive glances around.

Shaking his head slightly, Xu Ziqing whispered to him, “Don’t be impolite.”

Dong Lizhao’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that he had become careless and felt an overwhelming sense of security in Xu Ziqing’s presence. He felt deeply ashamed, saying, “Zhao knows he was wrong.”

Xu Ziqing responded warmly, “It’s not a matter of right or wrong, but cultivators have different sensibilities. If they perceive any disrespect from you, it could lead to trouble. Since you are about to return to the Lower Nine Continents, it’s best to conduct yourself appropriately.”

Although Dong Lizhao didn’t completely grasp the concept, he nodded repeatedly, understanding that not all cultivators possessed the gentle and friendly demeanor of Xu Ziqing. After calming down, he regained composure and carried himself with the poise befitting a prince.

Satisfied with Dong Lizhao’s newfound demeanor, Xu Ziqing quickened their pace. Their destination was the eastern sea, which lay 800 miles away. From there, they would travel an additional 500 miles to reach the sealed rift.

As they distanced themselves from the town, Xu Ziqing drew Dong Lizhao closer and, utilizing the Royal Wind Technique, lifted them off the ground, carrying them swiftly toward their destination.

Dong Lizhao found himself suspended in mid-air, gazing down at the tiny trees resembling grass and people appearing like mere specks below. The vastness of the view opened up before him. Looking upward, he observed white clouds drifting like flowing water, a captivating sight that now seemed within reach, no longer distant and unattainable.

In a matter of moments, the pair arrived at the edge of the far eastern sea, a rocky shoreline where waves crashed against the rocks, shattering them into fragments. Xu Ziqing located a higher rock to land on, gently placing Dong Lizhao at his side. The eagle hovered in the air and emitted a clear cry, bringing a sense of reassurance.

Being the son of a dragon, Dong Lizhao had never ventured beyond the imperial city and had never witnessed such magnificence. As he gazed into the distance, he couldn’t even blink, mesmerized by the spectacle before him.

“Sir, what is the Heavenly Boundary Seal?” Dong Lizhao inquired since he couldn’t see it himself.

Xu Ziqing smiled and replied, “You cannot see it yet, but when you do, you will understand.”

Upon hearing this, Dong Lizhao ceased his questioning and eagerly anticipated their return, knowing that his homeland lay across the sea.

Without delay, Xu Ziqing retrieved a green talisman known as the “Vajra Shield,” which could protect his body for an hour. While crossing the tumultuous sea with raging winds, Xu Ziqing, as a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi refinement, would not be affected. However, Dong Lizhao, being a mere child, could be susceptible to strong gusts. Hence, Xu Ziqing obtained this high-quality talisman to safeguard him.

The green talisman ascended into the air, emitting a radiant green glow. Subsequently, a large cloud-shaped seal materialized within the golden light, enveloping Dong Lizhao’s body.

Dong Lizhao instinctively moved, but Xu Ziqing’s firm command of “Don’t dodge” suppressed his instincts, allowing the seal to descend upon his head. Instantly, warm energy surged through his body, seemingly fortifying even his flesh.

“This thing is incredible,” Dong Lizhao couldn’t help but exclaim. “Sir, what is its purpose?”

Xu Ziqing chuckled and replied, “For the next hour, you will have an invulnerable body.”

Dong Lizhao’s eyes lit up. “Then if all the soldiers under my brother’s command use this… wouldn’t they be unbeatable in battle and impervious to attacks? Why should we worry about not being able to defeat that sycophant?”

Hearing this, Xu Ziqing raised his hand to halt Dong Lizhao’s further words and explained, “We cultivators can contend with the heavens for our lives or follow the heavenly path. If we use this talisman, there is no harm. However, if you are a mortal and use this cultivator’s item… even though the soldiers will become immune to swords and battles, it would go against the natural order and incur the wrath of heaven. As the initiator, you will not only lose your own well-being but also face negative consequences.” As he spoke, Xu Ziqing locked eyes with Dong Lizhao, not allowing him to evade his gaze. “Zhao, the Southerners have a lifespan of only a hundred years, but with a single talisman, you would sacrifice a portion of your life.”

Dong Lizhao became filled with apprehension. “Sir, even you can’t…”

Xu Ziqing’s brows relaxed, and he sighed. “

If you were an ordinary mortal, and your family member was suffering from a severe illness, and you requested a magical pill from me to save their life, it would be a small matter, nothing wrong with it. However, as a member of the imperial family, your actions are significant in the struggle for imperial power. Hence, we, as cultivators, must not interfere.”

The emperor, being the son of Heaven, is involved in a matter concerning the Heavenly Dao’s family. How could numerous cultivators dare to interfere? Furthermore, the Chenghuang Kingdom’s dynastic administration has been almost overthrown, with the General of the Kingdom having already changed the dynasty. Whether they succeed or fail, they are all subject to the calculations of the Heavenly Dao. Whether a cultivator seeks the Great Dao in obedience to Heaven or fights against Heaven to attain immortality, they all operate under the jurisdiction of the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Upon hearing this, Dong Lizhao refrained from bringing up the topic again.

Mr. Xu was Dong Lizhao’s benefactor, and when he had expressed his desire for assistance, he had already felt remorse. It was because of Mr. Dong’s kindness and gentleness in helping him that he had gone too far. However, after learning that it was not feasible, he still felt disappointed.

If it were possible, even if it meant sacrificing his own life, what if he could halt the rebels…

Sensing his dejected state, Xu Ziqing patted him on the shoulder. “Zhao’er, have you forgotten about your brother?”

Dong Lizhao was taken aback, then his spirits lifted. “Yes, Zhao understands. My elder brother is still waiting for me.”

Xu Ziqing faintly smiled. “It’s good that you understand.” With that said, he held onto Dong Lizhao’s arm once more. “Hold on tight, we’re going.”

Dong Lizhao’s gaze became resolute. “Yes, sir.”

The two of them ascended into the air and headed straight towards the sea.

The sea was turbulent, but as they entered the sea path, they found it devoid of any other presence. The waves resembled giant wheels, churning and crashing into each other, sending countless splashes of water flying in all directions.

The thunderous roar of the waves resembled war drums, shaking one’s nerves and instilling a sense of exhilaration.

Xu Ziqing flew at a high altitude, avoiding the impact of the enormous waves, while Dong Lizhao remained protected by the Vajra Shield, ensuring not a single droplet of water touched him.

The sea wind was bitterly cold, and the waves obstructed their vision, hindering their progress. Nevertheless, they had already traveled over two hundred miles, nearly halfway there. In a matter of moments, they would reach the Heavenly Boundary.

Suddenly, the waves grew increasingly violent, and Xu Ziqing gazed ahead, his expression filled with shock.

Dong Lizhao’s pupils contracted, and he was momentarily stunned.

It turned out that about ten miles away, a massive water vortex had emerged from the sea, reaching a hundred feet in height. The vortex appeared jet-black, swirling countless currents and suspending them in mid-air, forming an aerial whirlpool that continued to spin.

Beneath the vortex, columns of water resembling a dragon’s tail moved across the surface of the sea, circling incessantly. The gigantic sea cave, which had emptied tens of feet of seawater, resembled a ravenous creature devouring the surrounding gathered seawater.

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