The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles - Chapter 130:

Chapter 130: Chapter 98: Xu Zhi Wu’s Plea for Help_2

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There were no instances of fellow disciples bullying others. This was probably due to Gold Sword Zen Ren’s strict requirements for his disciples, preventing such behavior from happening in the first place.

On the Cloud Attraction Platform, he met his old Senior Brother, Zhang Wei Hu, who was still pulling the black cart. It had been a long time since they last saw each other.

“Junior Brother Lin, it’s been a while …” Upon seeing Lin Yi, he greeted him enthusiastically. A flash of light sparkled in his eyes as he noticed that Lin Yi’s cultivation level had risen to the Qi Refining Sixth Layer, causing him to pause in surprise.

His face showing astonishment, he said, “Junior Brother Lin, your cultivation level has reached the sixth layer, what rapid progress.”

Last time, Lin Yi had just joined the sect and only achieved Qi Refining Level Four. In just a year or two, he had reached the sixth layer, which made him somewhat incredulous.

“I had already reached the peak of the fourth layer before. In the meantime, I was lucky enough to receive guidance from several Foundation Building Uncles of the Golden Sword Peak.” Lin Yi responded with a smile, advancing from the peak of the fourth layer to the sixth layer in a span of one or two years, although surprising, was still within reasonable limits.

If others were told that he had reached the Qi Refining Ninth Layer in just three years, starting from the Qi Refining Three Layers, it would certainly have shaken the world enough for even fools to realize he must have a secret treasure in his possession.

“So that’s how it is, how I envy the lineage of the Golden Sword. I don’t think it will be too long before I have to call you Senior Brother.” Zhang Wei Hu said with a self-deprecating smile. After completing his Black Flying Boat tasks, he would also cultivate.

Unfortunately, after reaching the peak of the seventh layer, he had been stuck at this bottleneck for nearly half a year and hadn’t been able to make a breakthrough yet.

“In the path of cultivation, the further you go, the harder it gets. I expect that I’ll be stuck at the sixth layer for quite some time. It is not easy to break through the late stage of Qi refinement after all.”

Lin Yi shook his head and urged. Each layer in the late stage of Qi refinement extends your lifespan by ten years and is crucial for anyone on the path to Cultivation.

Hearing Lin Yi’s words, Zhang Wei Hu’s tone of bitterness lessened somewhat. Indeed, it was incredibly hard to break through from the middle stage of Qi refinement to the late stage.

Even among the Inner Sect of the Liu Yun sect, some mid-stage cultivators would stay at the sixth layer for years or even over a decade. This was normal, let alone for an Outer Sect Spirit Farmer like Lin Yi with lower-grade spiritual roots.

“Junior Brother Lin, don’t be discouraged. Keep cultivating, and I’ll be waiting for you in the late stage.” He patted Lin Yi’s shoulder and said with a smile.

Lin Yi thanked him with a fist-palm salute, “Thank you, Brother Zhang. You should finish up your work, I’ll be on my way as I have some stuff to take care of.” Having said that, he then left the Inner Sect, took his Flying Boat, and headed toward the Outer Sect Sinong Hall.

At this point, all the spiritual fields in the Outer Sect had been harvested and the seeds for the next half of the year had been sown. Small green shoots had already begun to grow from the soil.

However, after him, the rewards for the harvest of the spiritual field by the

Sinong Hall never included the direct promotion from the Outer Sect Spirit Farmer to the Inner Sect anymore. Basically, it increased the grade of the spiritual field, then entered the Sinong Hall to hold a position and promoted step by step.

Reflecting on the year he spent farming in the Outer Sect, Lin Yi had a lot on his mind. He remembered having to ration the use of spirit stones, even choosing the cheapest cultivation place when going to the Flower Moon Land. Thankfully, he had persevered and now his hardships were over.

Lin Yi showed his inner sect identity plaque to the guard at the Sinong Palace, then entered the palace. He went to a side hall at the back. This is where the archive for all materials and information was kept.

All information regarding Outer Sect Spirit Farmer disciples, leased spiritual fields, were kept here. Since Zhou Yun Feng had taken the position as Hall Master, information about each season’s harvest and the regular performance of the Spirit Farmers and stewards was also added.

When he stepped into the side hall, there was no one at the table nearby. But from within the room, Old Huang’s cough could be heard from time to time. Lin Yi deliberately knocked on the table and lowered his voice, “Is anyone around to help me?”

“Cough, cough, I’m coming… Oh, it’s you, kid. You think you can pester me whenever you want?”

The voice of Old Huang came from behind the rows of bookshelves. He came over while coughing and when he saw Lin Yi, he couldn’t help but chide him with a laugh.

“Hehe, if I don’t yell like this, you won’t come out.” Lin Yi responded with a chuckle.

“Indeed, you’re no longer that Qi Refining Level Three youngster. You’re now an Inner Sect Senior Brother at the sixth level.” Old Huang nodded, his voice filled with admiration.

In the blink of an eye, this Little Lin had been in the Inner Sect for over a year,

becoming a cultivator at the Qi Refining Level Six. He then asked, “I thought

you were going into secluded cultivation. Why are you out?”

“I’ve been in seclusion for too long. I needed some fresh air. Hey, Old Huang, how have you been lately? Has anyone been giving you a hard time?” Lin Yi couldn’t help but ask.

“I’m great. I am performing duties assigned by Master Zhou himself and I also have you as a friend from the Inner Sect, so who would dare bully me?” Old Huang said with a smile on his face. Even some of the stewards at Sinong Hall were polite when they saw him.

At this time, Zhi Ling poked out her little head from Lin Yi’s clothes pocket and waved a paw at Old Huang, making a few squeaking noises. From the Spirit Pet Bag hanging on his waist, the head of Fire Feather also popped out.

Seeing these two little critters, Old Huang couldn’t help but chuckle, waving back at them, “You’re out having a stroll with these two little things again, go ahead and have your fun, I’m still busy here.”

“I’m going to Qing Yun City to buy some wine and food. We’ll have a drink together tonight.” Lin Yi nodded, then left the Sinong Hall and headed for Qing Yun City after finishing his sentence..