The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles

After cleaning up the battlefield, Lin Yi moved another medicine bottle to Yuan Yuan’s nose for a couple of rounds, then quickly put it away, “Lady Yuan

Yuan…”

Hearing Lin Yi’s call, Yuan Yuan slowly woke up, looked around in some confusion, shook her head, and felt her head was in a mess, “Immortal,

Immortal Master, what happened to me? It seems like I heard a call before…”

“No, you must be too tired, you fainted just now, let’s go back,” Lin Yi said with a smile.

“I actually fainted? Master, I have delayed your cultivation time, I’m really at fault,” Yuan Yuan woke up immediately after hearing this. Her face changed and she quickly apologized to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi waved his hand and stood up, “No need to apologize, I made you too tired. I have finished my cultivation, it’s time to go back.”

After finishing, he took Yuan Yuan, activated the Wind Law, and rushed back to Qing Yun City. They had been out for only five days, and when they returned, the checks in Qing Yun City had become stricter.

Previously, they only took a casual look at the identity plaque, but now, a cultivator who had reached the Large Completion of Qi Refining sparked the plaque with spiritual power for a careful inspection, and even the aura of

Foundation Building cultivators could be seen appearing on the city tower.

The guards he was familiar with also had stern faces and did not wink or greet him. Lin Yi had some guesses. It was probably the revenge of the Xuan Yin Sect, which was getting more and more serious.

After sending Yuan Yuan back to the Flower Joy Tavern, Lin Yi pondered for a while and felt that in the near future, he should stay honestly in the outer sect of the Cloud Sect and practice. When his cultivation level reaches the Sixth Layer, he can go out and break through.

The Spirit Rice could only satisfy the daily cultivation of lower-order Qi refining. As his cultivation level improved to the sixth level of Qi refining, the small amount of spiritual energy contained in the Spirit Rice could no longer meet his needs. He needed to eat more rice and completely became a rice bucket.

If he ate too much, the spiritual energy inside could be refined, but the rice could not be quickly digested in the stomach.

This was why most Spirit Farmers were only at the third or fourth level of Qi refinement. Those with higher cultivation levels tried every means to change to other professions in the outer sect.

Spirit Farmers could be said to be the beginner disciples in the outer sect. There were almost no requirements. They just needed to learn two farming practices.

Without renting a Cave Mansion, only pills could provide sufficient spiritual energy for cultivation.

So, Lin Yi disguised himself a bit, put a beard under his nose and chin, put on a hat, and came to the Wan Bao Tower, “Sir, what do you need?”

“I want to buy some Gathering Qi Pills.” He said to the shopkeeper, Gathering Qi Pills, is precisely the medicine required for Qi refining cultivators.

This pill is made from various spirit grasses and spirit medicines, containing a large amount of spiritual energy, which can help Qi refining cultivators to cultivate quickly or replenish spiritual power.

“Sir, please come in, this gentleman wants a Gathering Qi Pill.” The shopkeeper led Lin Yi to the medicine counter and said to the cultivator in charge.

The cultivator in charge of the medicine counter saluted Lin Yi with a fist and asked with a smile, “Fellow Daoist, I wonder what grade of Gathering Qi Pill you want. Do you need me to introduce it?”

“No need, can you bring out all grades of Gathering Qi Pills.” Lin Yi said casually, as far as he knew, pills and talisman templates were alike, divided into upper, middle, lower, and supreme grades.

The materials are the same, it’s just that different alchemists lead to different grades. The spiritual energy contained in each grade naturally varies, and the most important thing is pill poison, the lower the grade, the greater the pill poison.

Like taking pills as if eating jelly beans, unless it is a high-grade or supreme-grade pill, otherwise, constantly taking lower-grade pills, over the years, the pill poison will accumulate more and more.

If not addressed, it could even affect cultivation and the very foundation, resulting in irreparable damage once it goes rampant.

Nonetheless, pills still occupy an important position in the Cultivation World, being indispensable for cultivation, healing wounds, nurturing the foundation, and even breaking through the bottleneck.

As for pill toxicity, many cultivators have already considered it as trivial. They are just grateful to have these medicines to ingest and don’t get to be picky.

The cultivator from Wan Bao Tower brought out three bottles of differently colored pills, “My friend, we at Wan Bao Tower only have medium, high, and supreme-grade Gathering Qi Pills for you to select from.”

Wearing the title [Fearless of Poison], Lin Yi first picked up the white porcelain bottle, opened the lid, and took a whiff. It had a delicate aroma, and according to his perception of poisons, the pill toxicity within it was very scarce.

Next, he picked up the gray-white bottle and sniffed it. Its aroma was just as pleasurable, and the pill toxicity was also minimal. However, the final gray bottle had a slightly higher pill toxicity.

The title he wore currently not only provided him with poison perception but also with resistance to it. Having reached the second tier, both its attributes were at 10 points. He wondered whether it could help him resist the pill toxicity of the medium-grade pills.

After pondering for a while, Lin Yi told the cultivator who was in charge of the pills, “I’ll first buy one bottle each of these three pills. Do you have a cultivation room? I plan to give them a try to see which one is best suited to me. We can settle the bill all at once afterwards.

“Of course. Please follow me.” The cultivator from Wan Bao Tower replied with a smile. He placed the three bottles of pills into a small bag and handed it to Lin Yi while guiding him to a cultivation room.

Once inside the cultivation room, Lin Yi consumed a bit from each of the three bottles of pills, experiencing their contained Spiritual Energy and the process of detoxification.

The pill toxicity of the medium grade pills, when consumed while wearing the title, was almost completely resolved. It was almost on par with the supreme-grade pills, and he could expel the residual toxins by himself.

He came out of the cultivation room, asked about the prices, and ultimately decided that, considering the detoxification process, the medium-grade pills offered the best value for money.

“Give me this quantity of medium-grade Gathering Qi Pills first.” Lin Yi handed over a Storage Symbol. There were more than one thousand three hundred Spirit Stones inside it, enough to buy the amount of pills required to reach the sixth layer of completion.

This made him understand why it took several years or even more for Qi Refining Cultivators to enhance their cultivation level by a single layer. Besides the bottlenecks they faced, the most significant challenge was the lack of resources. It wasn’t their lack of hard work in cultivation.

“It looks like you’re going to seclude yourself for a breakthrough. I wish you success.” Seeing the amount of Spirit Stones in the Storage Symbol, the cultivator from Wan Bao Tower exclaimed with a smile. Then he transferred the Spirit Stones, went to the storehouse, and placed the corresponding number of pills into the Storage Symbol.

Upon receiving the Storage Symbol, Lin Yi quickly left. He reached a secluded place, removed his disguise, left Qing Yun City, and returned to the Spiritual Field Planting District.

It was near evening. Old Huang was sitting at the door, enjoying the breeze. As soon as he saw Lin Yi, he seemed quite annoyed and said, “You’re finally back after five full days. Do you have any idea how I’ve managed these five days…”

“Old Huang, calm down, what happened?” Lin Yi walked up quickly, patted Huang’s back, and asked. It was his first time leaving the plant growing area for nearly five days. He used to return after at most three days of secluded cultivation.

Zhi Ling also saw Lin Yi’s figure, and quickly flew down from the courtyard wall and jumped onto Lin Yi’s shoulder, snuggling against him with her little head repeatedly.

With indignation on his face, Old Huang glared and thundered, “What else could have happened? Your Zhi Ling, yes you, what are you staring at? She didn’t even eat the meals I prepared, brought her own package, and kept munching on that Monster Beast Meat.”

“She’s even gone and spoiled Big Black and Little Black who now refuse to eat my food and have knocked the food bowl over. Damn it! It’s even ruined my own appetite. This little marten cub is eating better than me.” Saying so, Old Huang almost seemed in a state of despair..