Steady Mortal Path: Starting from Obtaining the Golden Core Inheritance

Above the Mingling Peak Dojo.

The surging lightning-attribute tribulation clouds gradually dissipated, replaced by a strange gray cloud that enveloped the mountain peak.

As time went by, this strange gray cloud swirled, forming a peculiar ring-shaped vortex filled with an evil and ominous negative aura.

Even the Golden Core cultivators observing from below felt uneasy and even had their scalps tingle and were horrified when their eyes met this gray cloud.

At this moment, on the other side, the mysterious girl in the purple dress, her aura slightly agitated, sat quietly in the void, breathing. Within a radius of several dozen feet around her, arcs of lightning still swirled, not yet completely dissipated.

By interfering with the Nascent Soul Tribulation, she herself suffered a considerable backlash from the heavenly lightning. If it weren't for her naturally mutated lightning-attribute spiritual root, which gave her a much greater affinity for lightning than others, her intervention in someone else's tribulation would likely have backfired, incurring even more terrifying divine punishment.

After experiencing the tribulation of lightning, the other cultivators around naturally noticed this mysterious girl.

"This young... senior is actually able to intervene in the Nascent Soul Tribulation?!"

The cultivators below were all astonished and their expressions changed.

Those cultivators, especially those in the late Golden Core stage, looked on with surprise and envy.

Only the Nascent Soul True Monarchs present could discern some clues.

"Such a pure aura of lightning. This woman's cultivation path seems to be quite ancient, unlike that of a cultivator from this realm."

A hundred miles away from Mingling Peak, Alliance Leader Wan Xin looked at the unfamiliar, mysterious female True Monarch with surprise and deep thought.

As a female Nascent Soul True Monarch, Wan Xin has been famous in this area for many years. She is ruthless and capable, and has integrated the resources of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. With both personal strength and ability, she believes she is superior to male cultivators of the same level.

But this mysterious woman who suddenly appeared seemed to be no less powerful than her.

"A Nascent Soul level lightning cultivator intervened to restrain the Nascent Soul lightning tribulation. I seem to have heard of this technique in the Eastern Region..."

Guigu Zhenjun, who was hiding and observing the lightning tribulation, murmured softly, as if recalling something, and his gaze gradually turned cold.

These past few days, he's had a persistent feeling that he's being watched.

……

Having gone through the ordeal of inner demons, Lin Changsheng's state of mind remained calm and undisturbed.

Various terrifying dangers, killings, and deaths are commonplace.

Over the years, Lin Changsheng had long since become accustomed to it.

The scene in the illusion changed.

On this day, the capital was bustling with traffic and people.

The entire Han residence was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.

"Brother Han, I am truly ashamed to have disturbed your joyous occasion today. I am here to visit you."

“Brother Lin, you’re being too polite. We’re brothers who have been through thick and thin together. Now that we’re both ‘military examination graduates’ of the imperial court, and you’re all alone without any family, we should celebrate together.”

"In that case, I, Lin, will respectfully comply."

Lin Changsheng glanced at the straightforward man in front of him, whose face was beaming with joy, and stopped making excuses.

Having obtained their military examination qualifications, the two entered the army for training.

Because of their compatible personalities, the two became sworn brothers, supporting each other, daring to fight and making numerous military achievements.

Lin Changsheng was all alone, without any clan support. Three years later, he rose to the rank of sixth-grade official and was appointed as a probationary centurion.

Han Erniu's achievements were similar to Lin Changsheng's, but he was more radical. With the help of his entire clan, he rose to the rank of sixth-grade official and became the head of a hundred-household office.

As time went by, the two brothers gradually drifted apart.

Han Erniu was obsessed with official power, and he was either leading troops into battle or suppressing bandits in various places, achieving remarkable military exploits.

Lin Changsheng took a sinecure, far from the center of power, and devoted himself to studying martial arts, aiming to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

Twenty-six years old.

One night, Han Erniu arrived at the Lin residence, severely injured.

"Brother, who hurt you like this!"

Figures moved about in the courtyard. Lin Changsheng, dressed in a white outfit, saw the battered Han Erniu in front of him, and his calm tone betrayed his anger.

Although the two brothers disagreed on their ideals, their friendship remained strong, like that of siblings.

"Brother Lin, your martial arts skills have improved again."

"I've run into trouble this time and almost got myself killed. I have no choice but to shamelessly come and ask you for my help, my brother."

Looking at Lin Changsheng's calm and aloof demeanor, Han Erniu knew that his virtuous brother's martial arts realm had far surpassed his own, and he sighed inwardly.

"Alright, since someone has seriously injured my brother, I will make an exception and take action this time."

"Excellent! My brother Lin is invincible; he will surely teach that old Taoist a lesson!"

Half a month later, the two brothers joined forces and successfully assassinated an elderly Taoist priest.

Before the old Taoist could even react, he was decapitated by Lin Changsheng, a martial arts master.

To his surprise, Lin Changsheng found no trace of martial arts training on this person.

On the contrary, Han Erniu was overjoyed. He collected some book fragments left by the old Taoist priest, as well as a few talismans, and hurriedly left under the pretext of reporting to the imperial court.

Decades later.

Lin Changsheng broke through the Innate Realm in martial arts, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, and became a royal court official.

He devoted himself to martial arts training every day. Although he had reached the peak and his aging process was very slow, with his lifespan increasing slightly, he felt increasingly insignificant and had a deep sense of awe for heaven and earth.

Secondly, the eldest brother, Han Erniu, vanished without a trace after their parting years ago.

Many years later, Lin Changsheng turned eighty, but he looked like he was in his thirties, like an immortal. The important officials of the court all expressed their gratitude, and the royal family also sent people to present him with generous gifts.

At the same time, a cultivator who called himself "Master Tiandu" took the initiative to present a visiting card requesting an audience.

Before long, he saw that familiar figure, which was none other than his sworn brother 'Han Erniu' who had been missing for many years.

Under the bamboo hat, Han Erniu looked even younger than Lin Changsheng, but his eyes were sunken and his brows were shrouded in a black aura, making him look pale and weak.

"Brother Lin, I never expected that after so many years, you could maintain your youthful appearance and vitality solely through martial arts. You are truly a gift from heaven."

Han Erniu sized up Lin Changsheng with a complex, yet somewhat jealous, gaze.

"Brother Lin, you would never guess what I have experienced over the years. Compared to the pinnacle of martial arts, it is nothing but a joke."

"Brother Lin, now that my foundation for cultivation has been destroyed, why don't we join forces once again and venture into the wonderful and mysterious 'world of cultivation'?"

Lin Changsheng stared in slight astonishment at his sworn brother who had disappeared many years ago, feeling a chilling aura wash over him.

Then, Han Erniu, with a maniacal smile on his face, unleashed a visible spiritual light that pierced into Lin Changsheng's brow.

"what!!"

"What is this? How could it interrupt my possession technique?! I'm not reconciled!"

"I, 'Heavenly Poison Master,' am finished..."

Inside the courtyard, the mysterious scroll in Lin Changsheng's mind flickered with a dim, eerie light.

"In the cultivation world, there is the Heavenly Poison True Man, Lin Changsheng."

In an instant, a vibrant life force burst forth.

……

"Brother Lin, this is the Qinglan Sect. My master has agreed to make an exception and accept you as a disciple. Once we both reach the late stage of Qi Condensation, we can choose a dual cultivation technique and become Daoist partners to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage together."

"Alright, now that we've both been freed from slavery and joined a cultivation sect, let's work hard together in the future!"

A young couple, newly entering a cultivation sect, dream about a bright future.

half year later.

"Xiao'e, I successfully refined my first 'Azure Jade Talisman' yesterday. It will allow me to accumulate contribution points in the sect more quickly in the future, and in a few years I may even have the opportunity to exchange it for a 'Foundation Establishment Spiritual Item'!"

Lin Changsheng held a cyan magic talisman in his hand, overjoyed.

“Brother Lin, Master said that the name ‘Xiao’e’ is not nice and lacks dignity, so he changed my name to ‘Lin Xiurong’.”

Lin Xiurong spoke softly, her fairy dress fluttering, her temperament aloof and ethereal, no longer the girl next door she once was.

A few years later.

Lin Xiurong successfully completed her Foundation Establishment, and her sect held a Foundation Establishment celebration.

At the ceremony, Lin Xiurong, dressed in a gorgeous gown, looked radiant and was surrounded by admirers.

Lin Changsheng is still a disciple in name only, and his only real asset is his status as a first-level talisman master.

However, the slow progress of his cultivation has always been a major weakness, and it has also hindered the advancement of his talisman-making skills.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister Lin."

In front of many young Foundation Establishment disciples and senior Qi Condensation disciples from various sects, Lin Changsheng offered his sincere congratulations without revealing any relationship between the two.

"Thank you, Master Lin."

Lin Xiurong has bright, captivating eyes and a clear, soft voice.

There was a hint of distance beneath the politeness.

From a worldly maid to a senior sister in a cultivation sect, the changes in her status and the years of trials have transformed Lin Xiurong from the simple girl she once was.

Lin Changsheng, her childhood sweetheart, may have been a ray of light for her when she was young, but as time went by and she became more knowledgeable, the 'Brother Lin' who had been cultivating for many years was inferior to her in terms of cultivation, status, and position. He had long lost his mystery and had become a shackle for her.

The existence of 'Brother Lin' prevented her from completely severing ties with the past.

Until one day, Lin Changsheng was assigned a mission to go on an inspection tour.

Along the way, a powerful and mysterious female cultivator appeared.

"Lin Changsheng, if you had been more sensible back then, you wouldn't be in this mess today. Blame it on your own unrealistic desires, which have dragged my beloved disciple down with you. As her master, I have no choice but to take action for her this once."

The woman's words were cold and authoritative. With a wave of her hand, an irresistible aura of internal energy instantly crushed Lin Changsheng, deforming his body.

"So it was Lin Xiurong's master who disregarded his status and attacked his disciple."

"However, you are mistaken. What I desire is far more than mere romantic love."

The body, crushed and deformed, strangely emitted Lin Changsheng's calm voice.

……

"Uncle Lin, I am loyal to you and regard you as my uncle. You have so many tricks up your sleeve and so many trump cards, why won't you help me build my foundation!"

A once clever young boy now appeared neither human nor ghost, like a demon, hovering around Lin Changsheng, wailing and complaining.

"You are a selfish person. I see through your hypocrisy. You only care about yourself and never consider others!"

"If you are willing, you can strengthen my education from a young age, so that I can pull myself back from the brink and not go astray, ultimately stopping at the Qi Condensation stage and dying from the exhaustion of my lifespan!"

Tian Fu, who looked young, gradually became ferocious as he stared menacingly at Lin Changsheng.

“You are not Tian Fu, you don’t understand him.”

“Although I am an elder, I respect his own choice. If he is willing to cultivate diligently, I will teach him carefully. But back then he had resources, but he was not very interested in cultivation.”

"After all, his biological father and grandfather died one after the other after they embarked on cultivation, fighting for resources."

Lin Changsheng smiled faintly, looking at the being before him who had transformed into Tian Fu, and then said to himself, "But if there is an afterlife, I, Lin, might urge him to cultivate diligently..."

……

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow in front of him vanished, and the strange gray cloud in the sky gradually faded away.

A brand new Nascent Soul aura erupted from the Netherworld Spirit Peak!

Accompanying this was a terrifyingly powerful life force, which instantly made the surrounding cultivators feel completely convinced and convinced.

"Congratulations, True Lord Lin, on your advancement to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Congratulations, True Lord Lin, on your advancement to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Congratulations, True Lord Lin, on your advancement to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

Inside Mingling Peak, the disciples offered their warm congratulations.

Shen Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, her bright eyes glistening with tears.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Lin, on reaching the Nascent Soul Realm and becoming a True Monarch."

Not far away, Zi Lan finished her meditation and offered her congratulations with a light laugh.

"I am deeply grateful to the fairy for her help; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire."

Having survived the lightning tribulation, Lin Changsheng seemed to have lingering fear in his eyes, and sincerely thanked them.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, there's no need to be so polite. I was merely doing this on someone's behalf. Now that the tribulation is over, we need to get on with another matter."

Zi Lan smiled inexplicably, then suddenly turned her bright eyes and gazed into the void.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect you guys to be able to chase me all the way here. That's quite a surprise to me!"

Hundreds of miles away, after a ripple, the figure of Guigu Zhenjun suddenly appeared.