Steady Mortal Path: Starting from Obtaining the Golden Core Inheritance

The next day.

Lin Changsheng concealed his presence and rode the waves.

Perhaps because they were getting closer to the central waters of Jiuze Continent, low-ranking sea creatures began to patrol the area.

To avoid alerting the enemy, Lin Changsheng used his powerful senses to evade them in advance, thus avoiding revealing himself.

While traveling, he would occasionally ponder, seriously considering matters related to his subsequent attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Now, in terms of cultivation level, he has met the requirements to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

However, preparations for the condensation of spiritual objects for infants are still lacking.

He came from a small family from a young age, and later joined a sect halfway through his life, serving as a guest minister and elder. However, he never received any guidance from senior masters, and all his achievements were due to his own opportunities and efforts.

Spiritual objects that can be used to break through to the Nascent Soul realm are all extremely rare existences in this world. Once they appear, they will be secretly fought over by various families and forces, and even related news will not be leaked.

"To gather all the Nascent Soul Spiritual Items, perhaps the only option is to use unconventional methods."

Lin Changsheng thought to himself.

Upon thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall that in his memory, "Heavenly Poison True Man" had once slaughtered many Golden Core cultivators from powerful forces when he was in the late Golden Core stage, thus provoking a Nascent Soul True Monarch and ultimately meeting his demise.

Having reached the same level, Lin Changsheng could empathize and understand to some extent.

Regardless of the region of the cultivation world, the overall strength of cultivators may vary, but the value of Nascent Soul True Monarchs will not diminish; they are all entities that represent the foundation of a sect.

Therefore, whenever a spiritual object appears that is related to advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, it will almost always attract the attention of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

This resource can be used as a strategic reserve for one's own forces, while also suppressing other forces and reducing the probability of them cultivating new Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Generally speaking, the late Golden Core stage is almost the upper limit for ordinary rogue cultivators.

To continue advancing in rank, one must seek refuge with a suitable Nascent Soul level power to have any chance of receiving support.

However, during his hundreds of years of cultivation, the 'Heavenly Poison True Man' had made too many enemies and wandered to many places. He had no possibility of finding a powerful force to rely on, so he had no choice but to set his sights on those Golden Core True Men with extraordinary backgrounds and foundations, which led to his misfortune.

In contrast, Lin Changsheng has cultivated the "Eternal Spring Skill" steadily and surely throughout his life, without any hidden dangers in the technique, so there is no need for him to rush to advance.

With the aid of such extraordinary talent as 'Heaven rewards diligence', if one can persist in cultivation step by step, the probability of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage will increase year by year over decades or even hundreds of years.

However, this kind of "lying flat" practice takes too much time and may involve too many variables.

Lin Changsheng could only treat it as a backup plan. Before that, he would still try his best to acquire spiritual items and achieve the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible.

……

Another half day passed.

Lin Changsheng remained vigilant, scanning the nearby waters with his Nascent Soul level divine sense. Suddenly, he seemed to have made a discovery, and his face showed surprise.

Soon, he detected several human Golden Core cultivators slowly moving in his direction, and among them seemed to be familiar magical energy.

The Blackwater Master, who had recently escaped from his grasp using a secret technique, was among them.

"Interesting, they actually dared to come looking for us."

Lin Changsheng looked quite interested.

Noticing that he was being followed, Lin Changsheng did not show any unusual behavior.

With his vast senses, he was able to foresee the cultivation levels of these people.

Half a month's time.

Lin Changsheng maintained a steady speed, flying leisurely through the water.

During this time, the group of seven people behind them never fell behind, suggesting that someone might have some kind of special tracking method.

Seeing this, Lin Changsheng intentionally increased his flying speed, slightly exceeding the range of a normal Golden Core cultivator.

A few days later, the differences between the seven Golden Core cultivators behind him began to become apparent.

Two or three auras fell behind, trailing far behind, while the remaining three or four auras, slightly stronger, continued to follow.

Realizing this, Lin Changsheng accelerated again...

at the same time.

Several streaks of light flashed past above the marshland behind them, their sonic booms splitting the calm water below in two, and the waves spreading outwards.

“Fellow Daoists, it seems this person must have discovered that we are following him, otherwise he would not be able to move at such a speed.”

Above, Wang Man, dressed in the robes of an elder of the Blood Demon Palace, was surrounded by the power of blood and qi, and he seemed to be struggling to speak.

Maintaining such a high speed obviously takes a huge toll on him.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to hide. Just keep chasing after them. Even if this person is also a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, such terrifying speed will probably be difficult for them to maintain."

Beside him, the large and stout Mo Xuan Zhenren had a fierce glint in his narrow eyes.

As a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, he relied on his supernatural abilities and had done many things over the years, such as killing Golden Core cultivators in order to gather resources for Nascent Soul formation.

In particular, his experience of killing two late-stage Golden Core cultivators, combined with the resources he gathered and integrated, further enhanced his strength, giving him power beyond the Golden Core realm.

“Indeed, this person must have expended a great deal of energy retrieving treasures from the ruins. Now that he has also used a flying escape technique, perhaps after some time, without us even having to intervene, he will find it difficult to sustain himself.”

From the marsh, a stream of pitch-black water broke free and slowly condensed into a human shape, transforming into the appearance of the Black Water Immortal.

As he spoke, Master Blackwater gazed into the distance, his eyes deep and filled with hidden hatred.

He knew that the other person's methods might far surpass those of everyone present, but because the other person had taken action and intercepted his years of planning, such hatred could not be easily dismissed.

When he entered the ruins earlier, Master Blackwater had carefully observed that there were signs of a fight. Based on these signs, he judged the intensity of the fight and thus estimated the opponent's physical condition.

Currently, neither Mo Xuan Zhenren nor Wang Man possesses supernatural abilities that are typical of Golden Core cultivators.

If that person isn't at their peak, there might actually be an opportunity to take advantage of their weakness.

Even if he is no match for him, he will not be in danger thanks to his expertise in water-based secret techniques.

If necessary, they could secretly launch a sneak attack on Wang Man, Mo Xuan Zhenren, and others, then frame them and incite conflict between the latter and the sects of Gunzhou.

Thinking of this, Blackwater Master's gaze became inscrutable as he examined the storage bags at the waists of Mo Xuan Master and Wang Man.

"These two are wealthy. If we can inherit their wealth, it will make up for the loss of the relics being intercepted."

……

More than ten days passed.

The auras of the people behind him all weakened to varying degrees.

Lin Changsheng observed in time and adjusted and reduced his own flying speed, maintaining a state that made it slightly difficult for the people behind him, but they could barely keep up.

"His endurance and skills are slightly beyond those of ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivators, while the few who fell behind are far inferior."

Lin Changsheng remained calm, making his own assessment in his mind.

In the past few days, while traveling, he also sensed the surrounding waters and encountered a third-tier great demon and a patrol team of third-tier sea creatures.

The advantage of the wind-blown crow's swift escape is evident, and the disaster is diverted eastward.

Although both man-made obstacles were overcome by the people behind them, they still increased the strain on their bodies.

"That's enough, it's time to close the net..."

A few more days passed.

Based on the changes in their auras, Lin Changsheng determined their current situation.

Half an hour later.

"Hey kid, why aren't you running away anymore? Even you have your limits when your magic runs out!"

"As an elder of the Blood Demon Palace, I am merely here to question you, yet you keep fleeing. Could you be a spy from another race?"

Both of their words contained anger.

Two streaks of light flew out from behind, accompanied by a powerful sonic boom.

Below, in the marshland, a stream of pitch-black water silently arrived, its presence concealed.

Not far away, a young man in white robes floated quietly on the water in a flying boat, his magical power was weak and his aura was feeble, clearly showing signs of exhaustion and depletion of his magical power.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

A crimson streak, containing powerful and profound qi and blood energy, seemed to transform into a blood-red light, subtly containing the pressure of a quasi-fourth-tier cultivator, as it invaded the back of the white-robed youth!

On the other side, a powerful fluctuation of divine sense was brewing, hidden beneath the movement of blood and qi.

Beneath the surface, turbulent currents surged, and the dark water coalesced into hundreds of chains, slowly forming a massive black chain cage.

The figure in white, however, remained unmoved, seemingly oblivious to the noise.

"Something's not right, this seems to be... a substitute talisman!"

With his powerful divine sense, Master Mo Xuan was the first to notice the anomaly and was immediately alarmed!