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Initially, the purpose of cultivation was to figure out the truth of life, or the truth of the universal laws. Gradually, the goals shifted to seeking immortality or obtaining absolute power.

With continuous comprehension, an unseen force pulled Lin Yi further into the depths of the spiritual world. His breathing slowly steadied. His face revealed confusion at times, and at others, enlightenment.

Meanwhile, time in the outside world swiftly passed by. Ten years later, Zhang Dao Xuan appeared. Seeing Lin Yi immersed in profound comprehension, sometimes even manifesting never-before-seen ferocity, he looked terrifying.

This scene made Zhang Dao Xuan worried.

The gestation of a Nascent Soul is a challenge of one’s own Dao. The results of one’s cultivation form a kind of Dao; likewise, the True Self, dispelling the false to preserve the real, is another kind of Dao.

Some cultivators are swift in understanding this, gestating a Nascent Soul. Yet, others may spend hundreds of years unable to comprehend.

Inability to comprehend isn’t the worst-case scenario. The worst-case scenario is becoming stuck in spiritual comprehension, unable to extract oneself, or even entering a state of demonic cultivation due to it.

However, Lin Yi was deeply immersed in comprehension, perhaps struggling with his false self. He couldn’t be disturbed, nor could any help be given.

Even a light touch could possibly lead to comprehension failure, resulting in falling into demonic cultivation.

Therefore, during this phase, cultivators choose to seclude themselves entirely, setting up multiple layers of protection against any disturbance.

Only under the gravest circumstances—such as the imminent destruction of one’s sect—would one dare to intrude upon a Golden Pill Perfection Cultivator’s seclusion.

Because if forcibly awakened from comprehension, one might never be able to enter the same realm of comprehension again in their entire life.

This is equated as obstructing one’s path to enlightenment. A calamity not worth surviving.

Zhang Dao Xuan shook his head. Lin Yi’s cultivation had advanced too rapidly. In just one hundred and fifty years, he had reached the Golden Core Tenth Layer Great Perfection. His understanding of mental cultivation was definitely not as profound as that of Golden Core Real People who have cultivated for three to four hundred years.

He could only hope that this kid could successfully comprehend the True Self and get past this hurdle. His figure gradually disappeared, but not before he beefed up the surrounding formation, forbidding anyone from approaching.

Just before Zhang Dao Xuan arrived, Lin Yi was near his comprehension breakthrough. Suddenly, within his spiritual world, a divine soul appeared, looking exactly like him but with an air of resentment of a low-level cultivator.

At this moment, the original Lin Yi stared intensely at the present Lin Yi. The resentment on his face gradually transformed into brutality, and he bellowed, “Why? Why have you taken over my body and continued to cultivate so assuredly? Why can I only struggle at the bottom, refining Qi? Give back my body…

Seeing his original divine soul, Lin Yi sighed lightly. What was meant to come eventually does. His previous guess that the process of comprehending his True Self may not be smooth sailing and he may lose himself was accurate.

Other people’s false self might only be illusions caused by hindrances in their mental state. However, his false self truly exists because he crossed over from Earth, taking over the body of the original Lin Yi who had died from demonic cultivation.

As to whether the original Lin Yi’s divine soul existed within his body, he wasn’t sure. He had once inspected using the Eye of Emptiness, but he found nothing.

Now, this original Lin Yi that appeared in his spiritual world of comprehension, he was not certain if it was a real soul.

At this moment, the original Lin Yi suddenly lunged, catching the present Lin Yi off guard. He was interrogating him while trying to squeeze his divine soul body into the current Lin Yi’s spirit, seemingly trying to take back what once belonged to him.

Lin Yi wanted to break free but found that he was unable to move, as if he were restricted. He felt his divine soul being torn apart, causing excruciating pain.

As the original Lin Yi continued his action, scenes started appearing before Lin Yi’s eyes. These were the scenes from the original Lin Yi’s childhood until his death.

Through these scenes, he understood the resentment of his original self. Born in a mundane village controlled by a small sect, the Green Cloud Sect, it would even require a day’s horse ride to reach the closest city.

At the age of seven, his parents unwilling to let his life stay ordinary, spent most of their lifetime savings to send him to the Green Cloud Sect to find an Immortal Master. The Immortal Master helped ascertain his spiritual roots. However, the result was that he had Lower-grade spiritual roots. Although he wanted to join and cultivate, it required an admission fee of ten Spirit Stones.

Ten Spirit Stones, even for a cultivator in the early and middle stages of Qi refinement, was a hefty sum, let alone an average person. A lifetime of hard work might not even yield a few Spirit Stones.