The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles C.264 - Chương : : Moving into the Golden Sword Peak Cave Mansion_ 1

Ch??ng 264: Chapter 159: Moving into the Golden Sword Peak Cave Mansion_ 1

After leaving Golden Sword Peak, Lin Yi did not return to his cave mansion in Jin Xiu Peak, instead, he navigated his flying sword towards the outer sect of the Liu Yun Sect.

Upon reaching the Cloud Attraction Platform, the surrounding Qi refining disciples saw him flying with his sword, their faces filled with envy.

Similarly, their hearts were filled with the desperate desire to break through the foundation and fly on their swords.

In the entire Liu Yun Sect, there are more than twenty thousand Inner Sect Qi

Refining Disciples, while there are only eight or nine hundred Foundation Building cultivators, scattered among the Eleven Peaks of Golden Pill, each peak having less than a hundred of these cultivators.

Many Cultivators who have advanced from Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment will take out their prepared flying swords after successfully establishing their foundation, claiming the sword as their own, and fly with it.

Because this is not only a manifestation of their strength, but also a symbol of their status as Foundation Building cultivators.

Seeing the envious looks of the people around him, Lin Yi felt a sense of accomplishment welling up inside him. He couldn’t help but reflect on how the elevation of his realm not only meant an increase in his lifespan and strength, but also an elevation in his status within the Cultivation World.

Cultivators revere strength. The higher one’s realm, the greater the respect they receive.

He left the Cloud Attraction Platform and continued to fly on his sword, arriving at the graveyard outside the sect where those who had passed away were buried. This was also the final resting place for many Spirit Farmers.

On the way, the grass on many graves had grown meters high, clearly indicating that within the Liu Yun Sect there were no friends or relatives to care for them.

But even if there were friends, with the extension of a cultivator’s life through cultivation, those once called friends become but passers-by in the long course of life.

Lin Yi arrived at the deepest grave site and found Old Huangs grave. Although

weeds had grown on it, they seemed to have just sprouted recently and were not as tall as the ones on other graves.

Some of the surrounding graves belonged to those who had passed away from Sinong Palace, and the grass on their graves was still very high.

Even if they held positions in Sinong Palace during their life, death was like a candle being blown out. It was impossible for anyone to come and worship them regularly. Even if their relatives passed away, after a few years of annual worship, it gradually became less important with the passage of time.

He gave some Spirit Stones to a nearby Spirit Farmer, asking him to come here and pay tribute on his behalf every year.

As an Inner Sect Disciple, he could almost walk around unrestricted in the

Outer Sect. An Outer Sect Spirit Farmer, naturally, wouldn’t dare to take the Spirit Stone and shirk his duties.

Lin Yi gently uprooted the weeds on the tomb and poured some wine on it, shaking his head, “Old Huang, I’ve reached the Foundation Establishment stage now. If you were still here, you could have followed me and witnessed the scenery from above by riding a flying sword…”

His once friend might just be a pile of white bones now. Cultivation is hard; it’s as difficult as ascending the heavens.

All cultivators know the value of life, but for some, opportunities are far more important. These signify their chances to breakthrough and ascend to greater heights.

After all, not everyone is as lucky as he is, having received the blessing of the Golden Finger, being able to develop without worrying about resources.

If he hadn’t had this Golden Finger, he might still be in the Outer Sect, struggling as a Spirit Farmer without any chances of improvement. Earning just a few dozen Spirit Stones a year, he might only have reached the Qi Refining middle stage by now.

This is why, after entering the Inner Sect, he did not waste any time and focused on cultivation.

Just because he had the Golden Finger didn’t mean he could rest on his laurels. On the contrary, he had to cherish this fortune. With the Golden Finger by his side, he had to strive hard in cultivation and become a true immortal.

After speaking for a while in front of the grave, Lin Yi grabbed some soil and flew around in the sky nearby with his sword, symbolically taking Old Huang to the sky.

Although he had already taken some dirt from the tomb to the sky before, that was a covert act he performed in his cave mansion.

After fulfilling his original promise, he navigated his flying sword and returned to his cave mansion on Jin Xiu Peak, preparing to move out.

Seeing Zhi Ling still cultivating her mesmerizing ability in the courtyard, Lin Yi clapped his hands with a smile, “Zhi Ling, pack up your things. We are moving again. ”

Hearing these words, Zhi Ling lifted her head. Apparently thinking of something, her eyes lit up. She quickly ran over to Lin Yi, chirping and gesticulating with her paws.

Through the psychic sense obtained from claiming her as his, Lin Yi naturally understood what Zhi Ling was saying. He couldn’t help laughing, “You little guy, you have quite the imagination. I must admit I also wish to move into the secret realm, but it’s not possible yet. We’re going elsewhere, but it’s quite similar to here.’

To freely enter and exit the Secret Realm would probably have to wait until he had completely fulfilled the task set by the Dan God inheritance.

If he only inherited the Dan God’s knowledge and did not have the right to inherit the Secret Realm, he might not be able to enter the Secret Realm again and could only bring the inheritance back.

A Secret Realm that nurtures precious spiritual grass would be an excellent cultivation paradise for an Alchemist.

Zhi Ling was slightly disappointed, then climbed onto Lin Yi’s shoulder and patted it, chirping twice, as if comforting him.

Lin Yi found it amusing, and he picked her up from his shoulder, “It should be me comforting you, right? We’ll move in sooner or later.”

Zhi Ling nodded emphatically, then tugged at the storage bag around her, heading to her room to pack things into the bag.

After acquiring the power of her bloodline, this little guy could sense spiritual energy and began to cultivate. Naturally, she also had spiritual power to open her storage bag..

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