The Path of Cultivation Had No Shortcuts

Lu Yang was utterly stunned by his second senior brother's wisdom. What a brilliant method! How had he never thought of it?

"Immortal Fairy, will this work?" he asked, looking at the Immortal Fairy with eager anticipation.

"It can fool yourself."

"Your second senior brother's Nascent Soul has intelligence. You can get away with a few words of nonsense, but your Invincible Infant has no intelligence. How are you going to fool it?"

Lu Yang hung his head dejectedly. It seemed this method wouldn't work. He could only honestly defeat his Nascent Soul.

Lu Yang returned to the "Yun Zhi District" and studied his senior sister's writings word by word. He found them full of profound meaning, with concise words that carried great weight. He always came away with a great deal after reading them.

"As expected of Senior Sister. Her reflections are all so insightful. If you savor them closely, you can even discover deeper truths."

This was far more useful than the Immortal Fairy's guidance.

The more Lu Yang read, the more he felt that these writings spoke straight to his heart. They were practically written by him!

Two months passed in a flash. Throughout that time, Lu Yang had stayed in the Scripture Depository, never leaving the second floor. He had studied these Nascent Soul Realm cultivation techniques day and night, and reaped a rich harvest.

He sat cross-legged on a straw mat, palms turned skyward, breathing steadily. He seemed asleep, yet also as though he had entered an even deeper state of comprehension.

One cultivation philosophy after another, one method after another, swirled through his mind like a tangled ball of thread, utterly chaotic.

What he needed to do was tease out the useful parts from his disorganized insights, then modify them to suit his own