Taking the form of an Immortal Cauldron, bearing faith, and walking an Immortal Path where a person became an artifact and an artifact became a person was not some rash impulse. It had been planned long ago.
From his earliest encounter with the Dragon Coffin Immortal Script to his contact with Faith Power as it took shape, the idea had been like a seed, taking root and sprouting step by step.
Self-awareness was a precious thing. Lin Xian felt that his chances of achieving Mortal World Ascension to Immortality through repeated nirvana and bodily transformations were slim.
The path of sanctifying the flesh was far too fiercely competitive. There was the Desolate Heaven Emperor before him, Ye Fan now, and Chu Loli in the future, not to mention contenders like Wu Shi and Ruthless. They could grind everyone else into the dust, leaving those who came after with the despair of seeing no hope ahead.
Among those who cultivated their bodies, how many dared claim they could surpass Huang and Ye Fan? At best, they could stand shoulder to shoulder with them.
Rather than compete himself to death on that road, he might as well choose another track, overtake them on the bend, and stick to his own Leeching Dao.
As the saying went: leech the Sacred Body dry, then leech Milk Baby; afterward, leech all living beings to gather faith.
On the path of Mortal World Immortal Transformation, the Heavenly Emperors were all struggling to find their way. They could offer no additional help.
With no one left to leech off, Lin Xian set his sights on the faith of all living beings.
Compared with sanctifying the flesh, the path of faith had far fewer competitors. The strong did not believe in reincarnation and revered only themselves, leaving Lin