Laying the Foundation

Eleven years ago, that freezing weather had lasted for a full seven days.

He wondered how many days it would last this time.

This time, he would absolutely not allow the tragic scene of frozen corpses littering the ground from eleven years ago to happen again!

Of course, he knew that it was impossible to achieve this with his current strength alone.

He still needed to improve himself!

Lin Xiao suddenly stopped in his tracks and said to the Lin family members ahead,

"I have other matters to attend to, so I won't go chopping wood. Father, remember, if anything happens, use the teleportation talismans I gave you to go up the mountain immediately."

Lin Dayou turned around and saw his grave expression. He waved his hand at him and said,

"Rest assured, hurry up and do what you need to do. You don't need to tag along beside us."

Lin Xiao nodded without another word, turned around, and sped away.

Liao Pantu followed closely behind.

Lin Xiao returned to the sect and went straight into the cultivation room to begin meditating.

Seeing him making the most of his time, Liao Pantu didn't ask anything. He sat down beside him, noticed many books on a nearby shelf, and casually picked one up to flip through.

To his shock, the book he casually picked up turned out to be an Earth-tier low-grade cultivation method!

Liao Pantu was in disbelief and picked up another one.

Another Earth-tier low-grade!

He swapped it for yet another one.

This time, it was actually an Earth-tier high-grade cultivation method!

Liao Pantu fell silent.

He never expected that this sect would have other Earth-tier high-grade cultivation methods aside from the Taoyuan Wankong Art.

This foundation... tsk tsk.

Could this sect be the fallen remnants of some great sect from the past, which this kid had luckily stumbled upon after they had no successors left?

Liao Pantu stopped letting his imagination run wild. He quickly lowered his head and began to carefully study the Earth-tier high-grade cultivation method in his hands.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao was rapidly cultivating the Origin Heart Sutra under the effects of the spirit vein and the spirit-gathering array.

He directly opened his data panel in his mind, staring at his experience bar as he cultivated.

He cast aside all distracting thoughts; his mind was filled with nothing but the cultivation method and the experience bar.

Perhaps it was because after acquiring the Tier 1 spirit vein, the spirit-gathering array had also been indirectly enhanced. Coupled with the fact that Lin Xiao was cultivating his Origin Heart Sutra and had the assistance of the idle cultivation feature, his cultivation progress was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Initially, his experience bar was at 902/10000, but in just a few breaths, it shot up to 1153/10000.

The cultivation room, which was usually packed full, now held only one person and one soul.

One was focused on cultivating.

The other was earnestly studying a cultivation method.

For a time, the gloominess outside seemed like nothing more than a thunderstorm acting as a soothing white noise for an afternoon nap.

After an unknown amount of time, Liao Pantu finally lifted his head from the cultivation method.

However, Lin Xiao was still cultivating.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat had formed on his forehead, seemingly having reached a critical juncture.

Liao Pantu looked at the cultivation method in his hand and thought to himself: Although this small sect was currently tucked away in some obscure corner of the mortal realm and seemed to have no future.

He actually felt that it wasn't half bad.

Being in the mortal realm meant that no other sects would have their eyes on them or cause trouble for them in the short term.

And with such common troubles of the cultivation world temporarily out of the picture, this small sect's chances of survival were significantly higher.

Furthermore, although the sect was small, it had all the vital components in place.

For a sect, everything else was secondary, but cultivation methods were the foundation of cultivation. Without a good cultivation method, the path of cultivation would be incredibly rugged.

Liao Pantu looked at the cultivation method in his hand and the pile on the bookshelf.

Yet, this problem did not exist in this tiny Lingxian Sect.

Any single cultivation method taken from this bookshelf to the cultivation world would cause those small and medium-sized sects to fight tooth and nail over it.

Then there was the talent of its disciples.

It was said that the longest any of these people had been in the sect was only a month.

One month...

If this were in the cultivation world, many with poor spirit roots might not have even drawn qi into their bodies yet...

Liao Pantu thought of some friends he had made when he first embarked on the path of cultivation.

But what about this sect? From top to bottom, in just a month, all of them had reached the Qi Condensation stage, ranging from the first to the ninth level.

As the Sect Master, Lin Xiao had already reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation in a month... No.

Liao Pantu looked at the spiritual energy fluctuations around Lin Xiao's body.

He was about to reach Foundation Establishment.

He suddenly felt that this sect might just have the potential to become a great sect.

He was someone who placed great importance on legacy.

Back when he joined the Tianluo Sect, his intention was to join a small sect where he could immediately become an elder, occupy a mountain peak, and take in a wide array of disciples.

Unfortunately, before he could even take in a disciple, he was framed and killed by his nemesis.

Moreover, he knew that the Tianluo Sect was destined not to go far. Decades had passed, and who knew if they had already been swallowed up by someone else.

After all, they hadn't found him for so long, and without a powerful Nascent Soul Venerable like him holding down the fort, the sect surely wouldn't last.

He definitely wasn't saying this just because they hadn't found him for decades.

But now, the Lingxian Sect had appeared before his eyes.

Liao Pantu thought that this must be the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, pointing out that his path to immortality lay right here!

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this Lingxian Sect was a highly promising prospect with massive potential.

If he remained here with absolute devotion, once the sect expanded and he restored his peak strength, wouldn't he have an endless stream of future disciples?

Liao Pantu imagined such a scene and felt extremely satisfied.

He looked at the spiritual energy gradually forming a vortex around Lin Xiao, estimating that it would still take him quite a while, so he reached his hand into his own soul body.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, he had been cultivating two cultivation methods ever since the Golden Core stage.

One was the Wood Origin Heavenly Technique he cultivated when he first stepped onto the immortal path, and the other was his self-created Soul Refining Art.

Therefore, he usually didn't place his belongings in any storage space; he hid them directly within his soul body.

That's right, he had refined his soul body into a small space.

As a result, he kept everything inside his soul body. He used to be very cautious, so his nemesis had absolutely no idea about this.

Because of this, all the treasures he had hoarded over the years were still inside his soul body.

He wouldn't have to worry about lacking a meeting gift when taking in disciples in the future.

But of course, what he pulled out right now wasn't a meeting gift.

He pulled out a talisman.

Then, he sat down to continue studying the cultivation method, quietly waiting for Lin Xiao to finish cultivating.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao was intensely staring at his data panel in his mind.

[Host: Lin Xiao (Idle Cultivation Activated)]

[Aptitude: Dragon Among Men]

[Gender: Male]

[Bone Age: 12 years old]

[Cultivation Base: 9999/10000 (Ninth Level of Qi Condensation - Early Foundation Establishment Stage)]

[Cultivation Method: Origin Heart Sutra (Comprehension 100/1000), Taoyuan Wankong Art (Comprehension 24/100)]

[Technique: None]

[Spells: Purification Spell, Beast Speech Incantation, Immobilization Spell, Cloud Soaring Spell, Heavenly Net...]

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