Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

And not one of them was related to combat power.
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All were auxiliary effects.

He even stumbled upon a completely useless entry, "Die Neatly," which in his view, was a yellow entry rather than a white one, likely because its effect involved the power of rule.

In a certain magnitude.

This entry was actually quite powerful as it would remove your memory from the brains of all who remembered your name and automatically erase any records of you, such as in the Jade Scroll History Books.

This was no small feat.

Speaking solely from the effort involved, maybe the yellow entry even underestimated it; it had taken so much effort to come out, if it had been before death rather than after, he felt the effect was actually quite strong.

The first entry, "Acting on Behalf of Heaven," was also ruled out.

Spending so much lifespan to create a possibly unsuccessful Heavenly Dao Secret Realm seemed unnecessary, whereas the second entry, "Dying Admonition," could be reluctantly chosen.

Though it was also not very useful.

But it was picking the best out of the worst, barely usable; if someday there was a use for this entry, he could also use it, unlike the other two entries which were completely useless.

"Huh?"

Just then, Chen Qiu could not help but shudder all over and urgently shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Cancel, cancel!"

After gaining this entry, he was suddenly inspired to see if it could modify his subconscious memory, and it indeed could, then he promptly felt a force from nature ready to deduct his lifespan, just as he thought about what memory he wanted to change, his lifespan would automatically be deducted.

He was just conducting an experiment.

But he had not planned to really change his own memory.

And he also understood the conditions for using this entry; it could not modify memory remotely and required physical contact to modify another's memory by spending lifespan as a price.

"Hmm..."

Chen Qiu, seated cross-legged on a cot, pondered silently without speaking. He was not worried about having his memory altered being a Heavenly Dao Saint, but he felt that the Cultivation World was too dangerous; if he could randomly gain this entry, so could others.

If one were not a Heavenly Dao Saint, wouldn't others just need to pay a little lifespan to arbitrarily alter your memory?

That was indeed frightening.

...

In the following days.

Chen Qiu and his companions did not leave the inn and all were patiently cultivating.

Soon, three days had passed, until the dawn of the third day.

The Chen Qiu who had been cultivating cross-legged on the cot all these days finally took a deep breath: "Whew..."

And his Cultivation Progress had arrived.

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"Cultivation": Golden Core Stage Fourth Layer (90.3%).

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Once tonight's Golden Core Heavenly Dao Cultivation transferred, he would be able to elevate his Cultivation to the fifth level of the Golden Core.

Not too bad.

After continuously cultivating for several days, not able to just sit in the inn, it was also necessary to move around a bit, combining work and rest.

...

Early morning, on the street stall.

Chen Qiu and his companions were quite tired of the mutton soup; no matter how delicious, eating it daily was too much, so they decided to change flavors today.

They switched to beef soup.

"This beef soup also tastes pretty good."

Fat Long picked up a chopstick-full of noodles and put them in his mouth, then picked up a piece of meat. He was quite satisfied with his eating, and under the devoted service of that Golden Core Stage five Witch, Fat Long's cultivation speed soared.

The fluctuations of Spiritual Energy around his body were already at the third level of Foundation Establishment.

"Fat Long,"

Chen Qiu, after taking a sip of soup from his bowl, then instructed, "Remember to spend some time consolidating your Cultivation Realm. You're unlike me and the scholar; we have the Heavenly Dao Foundation, our realms are essentially stable."

"You do not have the Heavenly Dao Foundation, take it slow."

"Mm-hmm."

Fat Long set down his bowl and chopsticks, contentedly wiped the grease from his mouth with his sleeve, and smacked his lips before speaking, "Don't worry Brother Qiu, I have been consolidating my Cultivation Realm. If I went all out in cultivating, I might already be at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment now."

"That fast?"

Surprise flickered in the scholar's eyes. "I'm relying on re-cultivation and the Foundation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill you gave me, and I only barely entered the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment last night. You say if you went all out, you'd reach the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment?"

"Kidding."

Fat Long disdainfully rolled his eyes at the Scholar: "That's a Golden Core stage five Witch we're talking about. The Sect Master of Flower Offering Sect is only at the fourth level of Golden Core, would my Cultivation not increase fast? What's more, I have this 'Heavenly Destiny Dual Cultivation' entry that increases my cultivation speed by nine times."

"If I didn't pace myself, I'd already be at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment by now."

"Ordinary people don't get the chance at the first foundation layer to have a Golden Core stage five Witch, but I feel it won't be long before it's unusable for me, probably only until I reach the seventh or eighth layer of Foundation Establishment, as the essence of the Witch is almost drained."

"So I plan to pause for a bit soon, let her recover a bit, then continue cultivating."

"Pretty good."

Chen Qiu lightly laughed and nodded, not saying much, happy for everyone as their cultivation speed was not slow.

...

After finishing their breakfast, they returned to continue cultivating.

However, just as Chen Qiu was about to start cultivating, he suddenly remembered something, vanished on the spot, and appeared at the entrance of a dormitory in the small world, knocking on a door.

Then he pushed the door and entered.

He saw a middle-aged shopkeeper lying on the cot, sitting cross-legged with a lifeless gaze, face ashen.