The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles

True Monarch Jing Yun nearby also nodded, “Yes, little apprentice, remember our agreement, I could not make a breakthrough within my lifespan, and only managed to become the Nascent Soul true Monarch by taking the longevity pill under your guidance. You are surely stronger than me, and have more chances to become a True Monarch.”

At this moment, Feathered Zen Ren Xu Yu Rou and the other two Golden Core real people of Yun Yi Peak also rushed over, when they saw the two nascent soul True Monarchs, they both bowed in greeting, “Greetings to Ancestor Golden Sword, greetings to Ancestor Jing Yun.”

“There is no need for formalities, and there is no need to worry. Your master will definitely break through,” said the Golden Sword monarch, waving his hand lightly, then asserted confidently.

“Master, we believe you will succeed. As you often teach us, never give up until the end,” Xu Yu Rou and the other two Golden Core Real People saluted Lin Yi.

Seeing everyone’s encouragement, a fighting spirit gradually appeared in Lin Yi’s eyes. He stood up and bowed, “Thank you all, I will continue to strive for breakthrough.”

The Gold Sword Zen Master smiled, “The disciple of my Gold Sword should have this kind of unyielding spirit. Take this top-grade longevity pill and go.”

Longevity pills have a maximum intake limit. One can only take one in a lifetime. Taking a second will not have any effect, otherwise, some old monsters of the nascent soul realm in some sects could rely on extending life with longevity pills to become immortal.

Lin Yi took the top-grade longevity pill with both hands, bowed deeply, then turned and walked into his cave mansion. Even with the precious spirit herbs obtained from each secret realm, the Liu Yun Sect did not have a lot of top-grade longevity pills.

Now, the lifespan of his Golden Core was at its end, while Xu Yu Rou’s lifespan still had fifty years left. According to the probing of the Eye of Emptiness, her nascent infant inside the Golden Core had grown to two-thirds the size of her Golden Core, and in an additional two to three decades, it would be able to break from the core and form an infant.

Since Xu Yu Rou was his first direct disciple, after she achieved the Golden Core, she underwent extensive teaching in the subsequent one hundred plus years. The enlightenment she was bestowed with should be enough for her break through the core and form the infant. Of course, whether she can breakthrough in the end would still depend on her opportunity.

Time gradually passed, and Lin Yi had been in seclusion at Yun Yi Peak for one year, two years, ten years, without any spiritual energy anomalies. Finally, in the eighteenth year, the gate of the long-sealed cave mansion opened.

An old man with white eyebrows and hair, wrinkles all over his face, with an air of decay as if his vitality would soon be exhausted, walked out from inside the cave.

He slowly walked to the plaza of Yun Yi Peak, and seeing the scene of many disciples cultivating and sparring, his face broke into a satisfied smile.

Some disciples on the square only noticed this old man after a while. After recognizing him carefully, a look of shock spread across their faces, and they promptly saluted, “Greetings to Master Yun Yi.”

Other disciples also quickly came to salute upon hearing this. They all found it hard to believe that this hunched old man with a face full of wrinkles, appearing world-weary, was their revered Master Yun Yi.

Xu Yu Rou felt Lin Yi’s return and swiftly came over on her sword. When she saw her master’s white hair and thin body, as a Golden Core Real Person, her long-calm heart was filled with bitterness, and she burst into tears, “Master…”

She was already prepared for the possibility of her master failing his breakthrough, and having to leave her. However, when that day was truly about to come, she found herself completely unable to accept the reality.

Lin Yi smiled and stroked her hair, “Careful or you’ll knock me over. I’m not as robust as I used to be.”

When Lin Yi spoke, Xu Yu Rou found that his voice had aged too, and she cried even harder.

Lin Yi gently patted her back, “Why are you crying? Birth, aging, sickness, and death are part of life. Cultivation is about breaking these norms. If successful, then one gains an extended lifespan. If unsuccessful, that too is normal. I have lived for five hundred years and have tried my best. I have no regrets.”

“Master, there must be a way. There must still be a way. I can join the Sun Moon Divine Sect and plead with the Eastern Sect Master…” Unable to accept the fact that Lin Yi would have to leave soon, Xu Yu Rou stubbornly shook her head, her mind filled with ideas, as though she was falling into obsession.

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled, “Silly girl, extending someone else’s life is not something that can be achieved at just the Nascent Soul realm. Don’t let your imagination run wild. I’m not dead yet.”

Soon, he saw the arrival of Gold Sword True Monarch and True Monarch Jing Yun, and could not help but pat Xu Yu Rou’s shoulder, “Alright, there are so many people watching. The two ancient monarchs are here too. Stop crying.”

Xu Yu Rou lightly nodded her head, wiped away her tears, left Lin Yi’s embrace and showed a hint of embarrassment on her face before she turned and bowed to the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Looking at Lin Yi’s frail figure, the two nascent soul true monarchs felt a sense of discomfort, but they had to accept this fact.