The Path of Survivor begins with obtaining titles

At the outer sect of Liu Yun Sect, the spiritual field planting district.

Lin Yi, drenched in sweat and holding a hoe, was weeding through the endless green paddy field while cursing the original owner of this body.

The greed is not enough for the snake to swallow an elephant. He thought that spiritual fields were easy to cultivate. Under others' persuasion, he took up twenty acres of spiritual fields at once, and deserved to be exhausted to death.

The weeds in the spiritual fields are incredibly tough and must be removed using spiritual power. It is definitely not a job for ordinary people.

Just then, a melodious bell rang from a distance, and Old Huang's shout also came over. "Little Lin, stop weeding, the steward wants us to go over."

Upon hearing it, Lin Yi had to temporarily give up on the stubborn weeds. He had thought that after crossing over, he could fly with a sword and be a leisurely cultivator. He never expected to become a farmer.

"Old Huang, you are so well-dressed. Do you plan to go on a blind date?" Leaving the spiritual field, he saw Old Huang, who was usually sloppy, change into a new outfit for the first time, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise.

After hesitating for a while, Old Huang finally looked around and whispered, "I heard that the inner sect disciples are going to pick some people to take care of the Spirit Grass. This is indeed a good thing. You should also change clothes and get ready."

Lin Yi became alert and nodded his head, "It is indeed a good thing. Wait for me."

He went into the house, randomly picked some coarse clothes to wear, tucked some things into his pockets, and quickly walked out.

Seeing Lin Yi's outfit, Old Huang shook his head, "You, young man, this is a great opportunity to enter the inner sect. Change your clothes again."

"There's no time, let's go." Lin Yi pulled Old Huang towards the gathering point.

When they arrived at the gathering point, there were already many people. The outer sect of the Liu Yun Sect has hundreds of thousands of acres of spiritual fields and tens of thousands of Spirit Farmers. For every hundred households, there is a steward in charge of managing all matters of the spiritual fields.

"Little Lin, let's go to the front." Old Huang beckoned to Lin Yi, and couldn't wait to squeeze into the crowd and head forward.

Lin Yi looked at the two inner sect disciples standing on the high platform, a man and a woman, brightly dressed. Their faces were filled with arrogance and disdain. He frowned slightly, took a few steps back, ensuring he was always in the third or fourth row from the back corner.

According to metaphysical theory, the last and first rows are the most noticeable, and the middle and back rows are often overlooked.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked up and said, waving his hand, "Alright, everyone's here now. Those who didn't come, have given up this precious opportunity."

"These two are our Senior Brother and Sister from the inner sect. Let me introduce them to you…"

The junior brother in splendid clothes frowned slightly and interrupted Manager Zhang's words, "Manager Zhang, no need to waste time. Yu Qin and I are disciples under the Golden Core Real Person. Today, we are here to recruit four people who can take care of the Spirit Grass. Priority goes to those who are honest and cultivated at the Qi Refining Three Layers or above."

"As for the reward, it's definitely much better than the hard work you put into farming here. For those who do well, we will provide abundant resources for cultivation. You can now recommend yourselves."

"Senior Brother, I am at the Qi Refining Level Four. I am very proficient in all the spells for taking care of spiritual fields..."

"Senior Brother, my family has been honest and decent for three generations..."

"I have been farming in the outer sect for more than ten years, and there has never been an incident in my spiritual field, everything has always been handed in on time."

"Senior Brother, look at me, in addition to farming, I can also massage and channel, and the skill is very good..."

Many outer sect disciples kept raising their hands to nominate themselves. Entry into the inner sect is their lifelong pursuit. Just the abundant spiritual energy inside is enough for them to give up everything else outside.

Suddenly, a streak of green light appeared, rushing towards the crowd, slashing the face of a female Spirit Farmer, causing uncontrollable bleeding.

The female Inner Sect Disciple on the stage sneered, "If anyone dares to act rashly again, don't blame me for being rude."

The male disciple coughed, saying loudly, "Stop arguing. Manager Zhang, you make a few recommendations."

Manager Zhang quickly came over, smiling broadly, "Senior Brother Li, rest assured, it's on me. Number 38 from the Bing character surname faction, Lin Yi, come forward. Don't hide, entering the Inner Sect is a great thing, what are you avoiding?"

Lin Yi's face was stoic. This Manager Zhang was the one who tricked the original owner into giving up twenty acres of the spiritual field, going into the Inner Sect was an even worse idea. His hand in his pocket clenched slightly, and then he walked out of the crowd, clasping his fists together in apologetic manner.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, it is an honor for me to be able to take care of the Spirit Grass for you. However, I've been having some stomach issues lately, which causes flatulence and it stinks really bad. I'm afraid that it might pollute the spiritual energy of the Inner Sect. My apologies."

As he spoke, a repugnant smell began to emanate from his body, causing the surrounding Outer Sect disciples to cover their noses, fanning the air in disgust.

The two Inner Sect disciples on stage faintly smelled something, their brows furrowing in disgust. With a wave of their hands, a gust of wind blew away the stench. "You better go back, Manager Zhang. Look at the kind of people you're recommending."

"I apologize, I'll take my leave now." Lin Yi bowed with clasped fists before quickly leaving the scene.

He had only been in the Cultivation World for two months, not yet fully acclimatized. It wouldn't be wise to decisively change his location yet. Plus judging by the haughty expressions of the Inner Sect disciples, he'd probably end up as a mere slave in there. It was better to just stay in the Outer Sect and farm.

As he was leaving, he heard Manager Zhang calling another Spirit Farmer with a personality similar to his past self. It seemed that he was not the only target of this fellow. It was very odd, he needed to review the original owner's memories and see what had offended this steward.

Ever since he transmigrated to the Cultivation World, he's been busily tending the fields. Apart from the clear memories related to the Cultivation World, the rest were rather blurred.

Ding!

Suddenly, a message appeared before his eyes, much like an automatic pop-up window, "Host is cautious and low-key. You have gained the title 'Little Cautious Fellow'. Do you wish to equip it?"

Lin Yi widened his eyes in disbelief at the message. 'Title, Little Cautious Fellow', what on earth is this?

When his gaze fell on the four characters 'Little Cautious Fellow', a line of small text appeared underneath, "Hatred Value -5%, Presence -5%, CultivationSpeed +10%, Realm Concealment +1 (this effect will take effect when cultivation level breaks through next layer)."

So this is the effect of a title? Lin Yi stood in a daze. He had been wondering why he didn't have any golden finger after transmigrating.

He didn't expect to have obtained such a valuable tool by keeping low profile, albeit one that sounded like an insult.

As he was contemplating this, his shoulder was suddenly slapped, "Hey, Little Lin, what are you dazing out for? Let's go. Speaking of which, why did you refuse when Manager Zhang selected you? You even used Fart Escape."

Lin Yi regained his senses and looked at Old Huang's familiar face, smiling, "Old Huang, it's not comfortable to work under the haughty Inner Sect disciples. It's better to quietly farm in the Outer Sect."

Old Huang shook his head, "I noticed you've been very cautious these past few months. Cultivation is all about seizing opportunities. If you only seek comfort, you might as well be a Loose Cultivator."

"Many people seek opportunities to serve the Inner Sect disciples, but they don't get the chance. Like me, I'm too old to even qualify."

Lin Yi just smiled. In cultivation, steady growth is most important. Opportunities are crucial, but life is even more precious. When your past enemies and friends have all died along the path, and you're still alive to celebrate over their graves, that's the greatest victory.

When he arrived home, he greeted Old Huang and then hurried into his room to thoroughly study his newly gained title.