I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

Chen Lin glanced at the golden giant standing silently in the training ground, then at the wordless book unfolding on the table.

It's hard to make a decision right now.

To complete this level, trickery is probably out of the question. The gatekeeper is a puppet, devoid of emotions and desires. There is no other way but to confront him head-on.

Then.

What he needs to do now is to use the True Ink as a medium to condense an existence with the combat power of a third-tier Overlord.

This is too difficult.

There aren't many candidates to choose from.

In order to condense a living being and restore its power as much as possible, one must have a certain understanding of that being.

Knowing only the name is not enough.

This limited the number of people he could choose from, and after much thought, he could only come up with three.

One of them is Baiyujing.

The opponent is powerful, possibly even at the level of a high-level ruler. As long as the clone we create only has one or two tenths of its strength, defeating this golden-armored giant will not be a problem.

The downside is...

He had very little contact with the other party, having only met them twice, and had never even witnessed them make a move.

The chances of replicating even a tenth or twentyth of their strength are slim.

The second candidate is Wen Ruyu.

This person is a fourth-tier ruler. Although he is only one level higher than the giant puppet, it is the difference between the initial and intermediate levels. As long as he can restore 30% of his strength, he can successfully pass the level.

and.

During his journey on the ferry of life, he had witnessed the other party's actions. Although he only observed, he still gained some understanding of the person's methods.

It is more suitable for replication than Baiyujing.

However, this choice also has significant drawbacks.

Most importantly.

It means that he and the other party are on opposing sides. If the clone he creates also has memories and emotions, it will not only not be at his command, but will also attack him first.

That would be troublesome.

There is one last option.

That is the ancestral spirit of the Golden Warrior Clan.

The advantages of this candidate are very obvious. Not only have I witnessed the opponent's moves, but I have also personally experienced the opponent's fighting spirit. Furthermore, the Xuanjin Spear contains the opponent's essence.

His relationship with the other party was beyond question.

Once they unite, they will definitely help him wholeheartedly.

The only drawback.

The ancestral spirit he knew was definitely not at the mid-level Dominator level. Perhaps it was originally very powerful, but after becoming a spirit, it only had this much strength.

What he saw was only a spirit; it was impossible for him to replicate the original body.

In this case.

Even if a perfect copy were achieved, it might not be possible to defeat this puppet giant, and a perfect copy is unrealistic anyway.

No matter how miraculous the True Ink is, it's impossible to achieve a one-to-one replication. It will always be weakened to some extent. Being able to maintain 70% of its strength is already quite remarkable.

The others are even less capable.

People like Ye Changge and Wen Chenke, as well as the phoenix-crowned woman from the Linglong Sect, are certainly strong enough, but they know too little about them, so any copies they make will definitely be incongruous.

Dugu Batian, Adaya, Xiaohua, and others are not strong enough.

"call!"

Chen Lin let out a soft breath.

Falling behind at one step leads to falling behind at every step.

The first level was rated too low, and the difficulty of this level increases dramatically. If there were enough genuine ink, I could try them one by one.

just now.

Therefore, one must choose carefully.

then.

Chen Lin then let his thoughts wander.

Is it feasible to choose to draw other treasures instead of the quest?

He thought through all the treasures he had ever seen.

There are no good goals.

The puppet giant is a third-tier overlord, and ordinary treasures are useless to it. Only top-tier treasures can be effective.

That's all he could think of.

In other words, one is qualified to be both a ferryboat in life and a dream horse.

But it certainly won't come together.

suddenly.

Chen Lin's expression shifted.

If the Chaotic Ship Talisman can be condensed, it should be able to break the deadlock, whether by teleporting himself away or by teleporting the puppet away, thus escaping the predicament.

But he wasn't sure if it would work.

He had studied the method of making this talisman, but he had not actually practiced it. He hadn't even gathered all the materials, and he didn't even know what the finished talisman would look like.

If you want to copy it.

Therefore, the only way to describe the method of making talismans and their characteristics is in written form.

The chances of success are slim.

The "Shared Life and Death" talisman wouldn't work, as it hadn't been crafted before, and he didn't want to perish together with the enemy.

Another half day passed.

After careful consideration, Chen Lin narrowed his goals down to two.

Choose one: the Ancestral Spirit of the Golden Warrior Clan or the Chaotic Ship Symbol.

finally.

I've decided to choose the ancestral spirit.

The method of crafting the Ship of Chaos is too complicated. Even for simple writing, a small bottle of ink may not be enough, and if it is even slightly insufficient, the process will be abandoned halfway.

Even if we depict ancestral spirits, it's hard to say whether that's enough.

But there were no other options.

Once selected, there's no more hesitation.

Chen Lin cleared his mind of distractions, took out the inkstone, and poured the True Ink onto it.

He picked up the silver-tipped brush again.

Just as Chen Lin was about to begin painting, something occurred to him.

Hesitated slightly.

He took out the Xuanjin Spear, which shrunk to the size of a calligraphy brush, and with an unyielding spirit, stabbed it into his own heart.

Golden blood dripped out.

After it was pulled out, blood adhered to the spearhead.

Chen Lin dipped the spear tip in the ink of preservation, mixing blood and ink together. Then, he activated that property, using the spear as a brush, recalling the image of the ancestral spirit in his mind, and began to paint.

Creating portraits was not difficult for Chen Lin.

With just a few strokes, the image leaps off the page.

Moreover, his Xuanjin Spear contains the essence of ancestral spirits, and the portraits he draws carry the aura of ancestral spirits. In addition, with the blood of his indomitable heart, his fighting spirit is also extremely powerful.

Chen Lin's spirits lifted.

It seems his prediction was correct; based on this performance, he might actually be able to perfectly replicate the ancestral spirit.

At least 80% can be replicated.

With a growing sense of confidence, Chen Lin sped up his painting of the details.

After mixing the ink with my heart, the quantity doubled, allowing for more filling. The more detailed the drawing, the more perfect the resulting reproduction would be.

The drawing is complete.

Chen Lin then began to describe it in words.

He wrote down in great detail what he had learned from the Puda siblings on one side.

When the last drop of ink is gone.

He put away the Xuanjin Spear, poured his soul power into the wordless heavenly book, and shouted in a deep voice.

"rise!"

As the sound faded.

The wordless book emitted waves of mysterious energy, and the ancestral spirit portrait came to life.

It trembled slightly at first, then its eyes lit up, and its body gradually detached from the pages of the book, finally flying up and landing on the ground as if it were a real person.

Followed by.

The characters on the pages all flew up, transforming into a stream of light that pierced into the figure's brow.

The figure's aura surged instantly.

Chen Lin's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Although he had never fought against a Sovereign-level cultivator, he had a certain understanding of the power of a Sovereign-level cultivator. This replica of the Ancestral Spirit was definitely beyond the level of a First-Order Sovereign!

There's hope of passing the challenge!

After about an incense stick's time, the figure's condition stabilized.

She stretched her body.

His gaze turned to Chen Lin.

"What method did you use to not only summon me, but also allow me to form a physical body?" Chen Lin was taken aback.

This replica actually has the original owner's memories!

It's not just about memories.

Judging from what the other person said, they even have consciousness and are no different from a real person.

The Shadow Scholar is too powerful!

While shocked, Chen Lin was also secretly glad that he hadn't chosen Wen Ruyu, otherwise he would have been retaliated against.

"How do you feel, senior? What level of strength have you reached?"

Chen Lin immediately inquired.

"It feels strange, as if there are two of me existing at the same time. However, the other me is dormant, so it doesn't have much of an impact. As for my strength, I'm about the second level of the Overlord, and I can barely reach the third level."

The ancestral spirit gave a reply.

Then he looked around and his gaze fell on the puppet giant.

"Are you asking me to deal with this puppet?"

Chen Lin nodded.

"Exactly."

He then briefly explained the situation.

"The Shadow Scholar? I don't seem to remember him. But his True Ink and Wordless Book are quite mysterious. They can actually create clones with their own consciousness out of thin air. They must have reached the Primordial level."

The ancestral spirit showed a look of surprise.

He then shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, this clone is still lacking. It doesn't even have half the strength. I'm afraid it won't be able to kill that puppet."

"No need to kill him."

Chen Lin hurriedly explained.

"Success is achieved as long as the opponent is forced out of the training ground."

"I see."

"It still doesn't work."

The ancestral spirit shook its head again.

"Right now, I can only unleash combat power close to that of a third-tier overlord. Even at full power, I'm still only at the third tier. But this puppet's aura is probably at the peak of the third tier. The difference is significant, and I am no match for it."

Chen Lin's heart sank.

He has no way out now.

He had run out of True Ink, and if the other party couldn't handle it, he would have to take matters into his own hands.

Even with all his strength, he couldn't withstand a single blow from his opponent. The way to break through this hurdle was to use the wordless heavenly book; otherwise, anyone would be in despair when facing an opponent three realms higher than themselves.

"Is there really no other way? What if I also go on stage and cooperate with my senior?"

Chen Lin asked in a low voice.

He didn't know if this violated the rules, but he had no other way out.

The ancestral spirit fell silent.

a long time.

She seemed to have made up her mind.

"It's no use for you to go on stage. The gap between a Dominator and a non-Dominator is huge and cannot be bridged by supernatural powers and secret techniques. Your torture techniques and Xuanjin Spear are very powerful, and you can try them against strange creatures, but this item is not suitable."

"How about this?"

"If you grant me one request, I will risk exhausting my own resources and remaining dormant for tens of thousands of years to help you get through this ordeal."

"Please speak, senior."

Chen Lin immediately agreed.

At this point, he has no room to refuse whatever request the other party makes.

"I want you to join my Golden Warrior Clan, become the guardian of our clan, and unite with the clan's holy maiden to give birth to the next generation with pure golden blood."

"The guardian contract will end when a new Golden War God appears. Otherwise, you must go all out without any excuses whenever your clan is in trouble, even if it means losing your life."

"If you agree."

"Then use your indomitable spirit and soul to sign a contract with me."

"no problem."

Chen Lin agreed without hesitation.

He then forced out a drop of his heart's blood, infused it with his own soul essence, and wrapped it in magic before presenting it to the other party.

The ancestral spirit opened its mouth and spat out a tiny speck of light, no bigger than a grain of millet.

It drifted into the drop of blood.

The blood droplet immediately began to wriggle, transforming into the outline of Chen Lin.

It flew back into Chen Lin's heart.

Chen Lin sensed it but found nothing unusual, and that characteristic didn't react either.

He then ignored it.

Even without a contract, he will not break his promise.

"All right."

The ancestral spirit spoke softly, its tone becoming much more intimate.

“Since there’s an evaluation system here, the faster we complete the task, the better. Give me the Xuanjin Spear, and I’ll go take care of that guy right now.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Lin immediately handed over the Xuanjin Spear.

He said with concern, "Be careful, senior."

"hehe."

Zu Ling grabbed the Xuanjin Spear and swung it around. As the spear enlarged, it emitted a dazzling golden light, and her body also erupted with terrifying pressure. Her surging battle intent was almost tangible, like golden smoke rising straight to the sky.

The giant puppet on the training ground suddenly raised its head.

He conjured a golden spear out of thin air, which also exuded a powerful fighting spirit.

"That's interesting."

The ancestral spirit gazed towards the training ground.

He said loudly, "To possess overwhelming combat power, one cannot be cautious. In a narrow encounter, the brave will prevail. Only by disregarding life and death can one be invincible."

"remember."

"The more you try to avoid it, the less chance you have of surviving."

As she spoke, her aura rose steadily, and with each step she took, she grew taller and more 'radiant'.

When she stepped into the training ground, she was like a sun, and the whole world was under her gaze, making everything else seem incredibly small.

"Humph!"

The puppet giant snorted coldly, and with a slight tremor of its spear, the fighting spirit released by the ancestral spirit was suppressed.

The golden light dimmed.

"war!"

The ancestral spirit let out a low shout.

His momentum surged once more, and as he stepped onto the arena with his other foot, his entire body erupted in blazing flames and began to spontaneously combust.

Chen Lin's expression hardened.

My hands clenched involuntarily.

The opponent actually burned its own essence, and it did so right from the start without even a probing move, which shows that in terms of strength alone, it is no match for that puppet.

Even a grain of rice wants to shine.

"Destroy!"

The puppet giant let out a contemptuous sound.

With a flick of his spear, a blinding golden light burst forth, and he thrust it down at the ancestral spirit.

Centered on the spear, rays of light emanated from it. These rays contained extremely strong power of time rules. Although they moved very slowly, they arrived in front of the ancestral spirit as if by teleportation.

Chen Lin's thinking slowed down as well.

But that didn't stop his expression from changing drastically.

He also grasped the rules of time and could sense that the puppet's spear strike was purely an evolution of the rules of time.

It seems ordinary.

However, it also severed the ancestral spirit's past and future, preventing it from undergoing any changes and forcing it to remain in the 'present,' thus clashing head-on with its power of rules.

Is this how the Overlord fights?
Chen Lin secretly wondered what he would do if he faced this shot.

Ultimately, it was determined that there was no choice but death.

He didn't even have a chance to confront the other party head-on. The terrifying time manipulation triggered when the other party fired his gun was enough to end his remaining life in an instant.

No matter how long one's actual lifespan is, it cannot withstand the test.

"war!"

The ancestral spirits neither flinched nor avoided them.

He let out another low shout and allowed the spear to pierce him.

At the same time, flames surged on his body, instantly burning him to ashes, leaving only specks of starlight formed from his origin.

Followed by.

These starlight streamed into the black gold spear.

The Xuanjin Spear emitted a piercing buzz and suddenly shook, breaking free from the constraints of the time rules.

A flash.

The impact slammed into the puppet's chest! (End of Chapter)