Perfect World: Only I Am Eternal

"No respect for your elders! You stuffed your face and now blame your master!"

With a thunk, Qi Dao Lin flicked Lin Fan's forehead. Lin Fan yelped, clutching his head, glaring and grinding his teeth.

Caught off guard by this old man again—how infuriating!

He eyed the pot of Taotie meat, swallowing hard with regret.

Such a nourishing treasure, especially from a beast of high realm, could boost vital energy and strengthen bones, rivaling spiritual elixirs.

But sadly, it was too much for a small cultivator like him. If he couldn't refine it, it'd become a death sentence.

That one piece had nearly killed him, almost turning him into a burst furnace.

The Taotie clan was formidable, their innate divine ability—devouring all things—renowned. At its peak, they could even swallow laws.

Typically, they consumed other creatures, not the other way around.

Counted among the Upper Realm's mightiest races, their combat prowess was unmatched.

Many immortal orthodoxies feared provoking them, especially with their living ancestor, a terror from archaic times, still reigning over the Three Thousand Provinces.

"Here, eat," Qi Dao Lin said, having refined some Taotie meat for him.

"Hehe, thanks, Dao Master!" Lin Fan's face lit up, his mood flipping instantly, as guileless as any child.

He dove in, wolfing down the pot of Taotie meat. Most went into his belly, with Qi Dao Lin sampling only a bit. At his cultivation level, it was just for taste—eating more offered little benefit.

"So full, so satisfying. Truly a delicacy!" Lin Fan sprawled on the ground, gazing at the starry sky, a contented smile erasing his fatigue.

Cultivation balanced effort and rest. Proper relaxation, gathering strength, was the true path.

"You little brat, take this!" Qi Dao Lin tossed a gleaming white celestial bone onto him.

Lin Fan examined it, finding it etched with dense runes. "A Taotie's primal true bone!" he exclaimed.

It was fresh, clearly from the Taotie they'd eaten, a rare prize only obtainable through an instant kill, preventing the owner from destroying it.

But his excitement faded. Treasure techniques were useless to him, transformed into mere life arts by his Supreme Bone.

"Don't dismiss it just because it's useless now. Once you fix your flaw, you'll need it. Don't regret not learning when the time comes!" Qi Dao Lin advised.

"Oh!" Lin Fan nodded, always open to counsel.

"And take a look at this too!" Qi Dao Lin tossed another bone, not a primal one but clearly inscribed later.

It held no treasure techniques, only the simplest dao, exploring the world's mysteries from their origin, encompassing countless truths—an invaluable scripture.

"What is this?" Lin Fan asked, sensing its extraordinary nature, surpassing even the Taotie's primal bone. It didn't teach techniques but inspired through rune mechanics, a priceless heavenly text.

"The Primal True Solution, the Upper Realm's most mysterious method. Many have studied it, each gleaning something different," Qi Dao Lin explained.

Lin Fan thought, Just as I suspected!

This was the introductory chapter of the most enigmatic Immortal Emperor Law in this world, immensely significant.

"Use it for cultivation and breakthroughs—it's perfect for you now. Perhaps… you might even find a way to address your flaw. But at your current realm, fully comprehending it is impossible. Grasping even a fraction would be impressive."

Qi Dao Lin saw this as the best resource for Lin Fan at present.

"The Primal True Solution has three parts: upper, middle, and lower. What you hold is my inscribed copy of the Divine Guidance chapter, not the original. The middle chapter, Transcendence, supposedly contains the method to become an immortal. Our lineage once held parts of it, but they were lost. The lower chapter remains unknown to all."

Qi Dao Lin's voice carried a trace of sorrow. He'd barely begun his training when their lineage was attacked by major sects, severing their legacy.

Lin Fan stayed silent, knowing the story. The Supreme Hall's legacy, he knew, lay in the Lower Realm's Desolate Region.

As a disciple of this lineage, he'd one day seek it out in the Lower Realm, coveting the Archaic Vicious Ten techniques and the top-tier Ancient Heavenly Art.

"As a disciple of the Supreme Daoist Temple, your first goal is to defeat the Immortal Hall's heir. Fail, and you're out!" Qi Dao Lin's tone turned stern.

He harbored deep resentment toward the Immortal Hall, which had rallied other factions to attack, causing the previous master's fall.

"Tch, a mere Immortal Hall heir? I'll crush him with one hand!" Lin Fan boasted, unfazed.

That Di Chong was no match for even Xiao Liuzi, at best comparable to an ancient freak—hardly worth mentioning.

"Don't brag, kid. Keep your boasts in check. The current Immortal Hall heir, though young, has dominated the Blood Transformation and Heavenly Passage Realms, unmatched," Qi Dao Lin warned earnestly.

"He hasn't met me. Give me a few years, and I'll have him crying for mercy!" Lin Fan said, brimming with swagger.

"Fine, I'll hold you to that. Lose, and see how I deal with you!" Qi Dao Lin chuckled, teasing.

"Who am I? Divinely gifted, destined to be invincible, defeating all foes past and present!" Lin Fan declared, confidence soaring.

"Confidence is good, but don't be reckless. Caution is key—survival comes first."

Qi Dao Lin's words were laced with care.

In terms of talent, Lin Fan was the finest he'd seen. Without the Supreme Bone's flaw, he could truly be unrivaled.

His potential was flawless in every aspect. Perhaps because he was so exceptional, Qi Dao Lin hoped he'd build a solid foundation, avoiding impulsive bravado.

His constant tough love stemmed from this.

"Oh, one more thing for you to do," Qi Dao Lin added, recalling something.

"What is it?" Lin Fan asked, noting the old man's serious tone.

"The Heaven Mending Sect has grown close to the Immortal Hall lately. I want you to go learn from them—take their knowledge. Know your enemy to win every battle," Qi Dao Lin said shamelessly, as if it were the most natural thing.

Lin Fan was speechless. You're infamous for stealing techniques, and now you want me to do it? Unbelievable.

He countered, "Dao Master, are you sure you mean 'learn' and not 'steal'?"

"Ahem, details don't matter. Since they're cozy with the Immortal Hall, they're our enemies. No burden here. Besides, the Heaven Mending Sect's Golden Body Elixir is excellent for your body refinement.

Their Heaven Mending Technique is also top-tier, able to reverse time and redo a moment, useful for you. Rumors say they've even acquired an Archaic Vicious Ten technique. If you join, you could learn it all," Qi Dao Lin said, acting as if it were all for Lin Fan's benefit.

"Is that so?" Lin Fan sensed something off.

Was the old man truly looking out for him, or just tricking him into letting another sect train his disciple while reaping the rewards?

"Exactly. And if you can sabotage the Heaven Mending Sect's ties with the Immortal Hall, pitting them against each other, even better," Qi Dao Lin said, dead serious.

"Looks like I have to go!" Lin Fan's interest piqued. The Heaven Mending Sect's offerings were indeed valuable, from the Golden Body Elixir to the Heaven Mending Technique.

The former could elevate his physical body to the extreme limit, tearing foes apart with bare hands; the latter could rewind a battle moment, effectively letting him use his Supreme Bone twice.

Not all divine abilities were reduced to mere healing by his bone. Non-offensive techniques retained their original mysteries.