The Method of Metamorphosis

Elder Changming sheathed his sword in time and guided him patiently. "Do you understand now?"

Lu Chong nodded slightly. "Thank you for your guidance, Master. But how exactly should I go about transforming my will and breaking through to the Dao Profound Realm?"

What they called will now seemed even more profound and elusive than spiritual power. There was no quantifiable standard or cultivation method for it at all. That was the hardest part.

Elder Changming smiled. "There is no need to rush for success. The transformation of will does not come from secluded, painstaking cultivation."

"I told you before: it requires the resolve and courage to cast yourself into death before finding life. Then... you must undergo trials of life and death, constantly temper your character, and cultivate a conviction to press forward without turning back."

"Of course, I'm not telling you to go seek death on purpose," Elder Changming promptly warned.

"Such tempering must also be done in moderation and according to your capabilities. You must grasp the proper measure yourself."

"The ideal state is to keep moving forward under pressure and genuine danger, carving out a path that suits you even then," Elder Changming explained.

"If you cultivate here with me or within the dojo, you may indeed feel pressure, but it is not a crisis. Deep down, you will inevitably retain a sense of luck."

"That is even more true in the virtual world."

"So, you must go out."

"The nearest place to our Azure Edge Dojo most suitable for tempering one's will should be those battlefield ruins," Elder Changming continued.

"However, with your current strength, ordinary battlefield ruins will likely be insufficient to put you under pressure."

"So, my suggestion is that you go to the Chaotic Dao Stele World." Elder Changming gritted his teeth