The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles - Chapter 425:

Chapter 425: Chapter 225: Acquiring the Method to Make Paper Man_1

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Upon hearing Gold Sword Zen Ren’s words, Lin Yi responded without any hesitation, “Master, as you know, I always prioritize survival over lofty ambitions, and I practice a very ordinary method, the Creation Method.”

“However, as they say, fear comes from the unknown. So, I don’t want others to see through me at first glance. Thus, I would like to ask you to erase the traces of my practicing the Creation Skill.”

Gold Sword Zen Ren appeared thoughtful, yet he didn’t further question Lin Yi, “You are as cautious as ever, which is a trivial matter. Erasing it directly might raise suspicions. How about replacing it with another technique?”

Lin Yi immediately bowed in gratitude, this aligning with his thoughts, “That would be the best, thank you, Master. Let’s replace the post-Late Stage of Qi Refining technique with a Wood Element Technique.”

If he directly erased all traces of the Creation Method without substituting another technique, it would be too conspicuous.

“Alright, after shifting to the Wood Element Technique, you must have the corresponding means to conceal it,” Gold Sword Zen Ren reminded him. The aura of the spiritual power released by the Creation Method is, after all, different from the Wood Element Technique.

Master need not worry, I have made preparations,” Lin Yi replied with a smile. Within his Golden Core, the Wood Element had been infused, which naturally was not a problem.

The reason why he chose the Wood Element was due to his long-established persona of being a Farming Disciple. Practicing Wood Element Technique would be very reasonable.

Gold Sword Zen Ren chuckled and shook his head. His disciple always made thorough preparations no matter what he did, “I’ll take care of this myself. If there are any other techniques you want to practice in the future, just let me know.”

“Thank you, Master. I will take my leave,” said Lin Yi, bowing in thanks before exiting the Golden Sword Hall.

Upon stepping outside, he found Zhou Yun Feng and a few others waiting for him at the Golden Sword Plaza. He grinned and walked over, “Greetings, Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister …”

Zhou Yun Feng joked, “Younger Brother, from what your sister has told me, while I was in seclusion, you too secluded yourself. Are you trying to compete with me to see who achieves Golden Core first?”

“Brother, do we even need to be so formal among us? It doesn’t matter who gets there first. I will give up my spot to you. You shall become Uncle first.” Lin Yi made a dismissive gesture, putting on a very magnanimous persona.

His words and attitude caused some laughter among the crowd around them. Eventually, they sighed and shook their heads.

Gauging by Lin Yi’s current realm at the fifth layer of Foundation Building and lower-grade spiritual roots, even with ample resources, reaching the perfect Foundation Building would take at least seventy or eighty years. As for achieving Golden Core state, it really depended on fate.

It wasn’t that there were no Golden Core Real Persons among those with lower-grade spiritual roots; they were just extremely rare.

The number of foundation-building disciples in the inner sect of the Liu Yun Sect typically remained between eight to nine hundred. Among the foundation-building disciples from Zhou Yun Feng’s generation, only one had achieved Golden Core, manifesting the daunting challenge.

Besides, the lowest grade spiritual roots among inner sect disciples were of medium level. Therefore, the chances of achieving Golden Core even among the disciples with top and exceptional spiritual roots were slim.

Let alone the ones with lower-level grades achieving Golden Core, which could be said to be more difficult than reaching for the sky.

“Younger brother, then I’ll take the lead. You must follow closely behind,” Zhou Yun Feng said, patting Lin Yi’s shoulder encouragingly.

He was determined to achieve Golden Core to back up his younger brother. Now that Lin Yi was only over seventy years old, with more than one hundred and seventy years before the end of his lifespan, he might still have the opportunity to achieve Golden Core.

“Then, I cannot slack off. Goodbye, brothers and sisters.” Lin Yi waved, pretending to leave, which elicited a round of laughter.

After chatting for a while at the Golden Sword Plaza, everyone left to resume their respective cultivation paths – a journey with no turning back, only relentless moving forward.

Lin Yi returned to his cave mansion, resumed his isolation by hanging up the closed-door sign, activated the protective array, and with the teleportation mantra, he entered the Dan God Secret Realm.

First, he went to the Giant Spirit Tree Herb Garden to grill some meat for the Golden Ape and two little critters, then he went to the place where he had initially buried the soul of the Flower Thief’s teacher and dug out the jar.

Through his journey in the Red Lotus Fire State this time, he realized the role the paper man could play. Hence, he wanted to learn how to make paper men.

The quality of the paper man that had belonged to the Flower Thief and was in his possession was only that of a low-grade.

If he could create a high-grade or even a superior-grade paper man, it could potentially become a real clone with a cultivator’s meridians and dantian and could cast spells.

In that case, no matter where he goes, he would possess powerful risk-avoidance capabilities.

Although he currently had various methods to save his life, no one would refuse to have more means for survival.

The jar was still fully covered with Exorcism Charm Scrolls, and it seemed that not much of the spiritual power on it had been depleted.

It seemed that burying the jar in the Giant Spirit Tree Herb Garden might have suppressed the formation, so the Exorcism Charm didn’t need to take effect.

Lin Yi took the jar and teleported into his cave mansion. Upon seeing the Pill Immortal Master, he bowed in reverence, “Disciple greets master.”

“You’re back, have you settled your affairs in the Liu Yun Sect?” Zhang Dao Xuan glanced at the jar and asked with a smile.

Lin Yi gave a brief overview of the situation in the Liu Yun Sect, “Master, Master Bi Hai’s death did not cause a big disturbance, he had a relatively low profile within the Sect, and his contributions were sparse.”