My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

Chapter 132: The Eve

In the chat group of the Four Kings of Shenhua.

"I have good news for you all, the progress of my 'Hundred-Day Plan to Destroy the Bright Palace' is ahead of schedule.

I am now working on the fourth step, which is very challenging!"

Qi Yuan's plan was meticulous, divided into four steps, with the last step being the hardest, rated four stars in difficulty.

"Are you about to form your Golden Core, Origin Supreme?" Rogue Immortal replied quickly.

"You're still here? Didn't you say you were going into seclusion for a hundred days last time?" Qi Yuan asked.

"I was, but when my jade slip lit up, I couldn't help but check it." Rogue Immortal said awkwardly.

"You’re addicted, you need electrotherapy." Qi Yuan said, then brought the conversation back on track, "I have already reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from forming a celestial-grade Golden Core!"

Qi Yuan was full of confidence.

He had already communicated with the Heavenly Dao of the Liufeng Realm.

Forming a celestial-grade Golden Core was no problem.

"If I remember correctly, you achieved the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment not long ago, Origin Supreme?" Rogue Immortal asked weakly.

"Only two or three months ago, sigh, time flies, and things are unpredictable!" Qi Yuan sighed inexplicably.

The Great Sun Flame Emperor also joined the chat at this time: "Wow, as expected of the genius I have my eye on, Origin Supreme is amazing."

"Is there progress in the plan to destroy the Bright Palace?" The Ice Mountain Overlord also started to speak, sending several messages in a row.

"I found several sisters and borrowed millions in high-interest loans from the Bright Palace. Origin Supreme, you need to work harder!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!" Qi Yuan was moved, "I have devised some small plans against the Bright Palace, and I need your support!"

"What do you need me to do?"

"Kill people? I’m best at that!"

"I... can only offer one spirit stone."

"No need for that. I have registered a small account and am posting about the sins of the Bright Palace. I need you to help boost the posts."

Qi Yuan shared his posts and ideas with them.

Upon hearing this, the Ice Mountain Overlord’s eyes lit up.

She sent several messages in a row.

"Brilliant, Origin Supreme is a true genius!"

"This title is simply perfect!"

"A dignified Sword God, his daughter living in a doghouse, the Bright Palace is outrageous!"

"Ahem, actually, I just borrowed someone else's idea." Qi Yuan felt a bit guilty.

Last time he borrowed Wu Tong’s words, he killed Wu Tong directly.

No one would know he plagiarized, and Wu Tong, the original creator, couldn't crawl out of hell to expose him.

People on Blue Star were still alive, he hadn't killed them all. If someone claimed the idea and it was exposed, it would be too embarrassing.

Unless he devoured Blue Star, he couldn't rightfully claim originality.

"Rest assured, Origin Supreme, I will help you boost your posts every day!"

"Thank you all!" Qi Yuan was grateful.

He left the chat and continued to use his small account to post.

...

In a branch of the Bright Palace.

Wind Fury True Lord had a trace of anger in his eyes: "Has the Great Shang not responded yet?"

His disciple, Broken Wolf, had gone to the Hundred Nations and perished in the Great Shang.

The envoy sent to the Great Shang had also not returned.

"Calm down, Wind Fury True Lord." Strong Flood True Lord tried to soothe him.

Both at the late stage of the Divine Infant, Strong Flood True Lord was slightly lower in status.

Because Wind Fury True Lord’s father was a Purple Mansion great power!
Without the Yin God, in the Canglan Realm, the Purple Mansion was already considered a great power!
"Hmph, my disciple died mysteriously in the Great Shang, and I can’t even get an explanation?" Wind Fury True Lord said discontentedly.

Strong Flood True Lord was displeased but still flattered him: "Recently, our Bright Palace seems a bit unstable. The Palace Master ordered us to stay low for a while."

"Oh, what's going on?" Wind Fury True Lord was unaware.

"Recently, many Purple Mansion great powers have come to our Bright Palace to borrow money. It's said... they have borrowed millions of spirit stones." Mentioning this, Strong Flood True Lord was shocked.

Purple Mansion great powers, coming in groups to borrow spirit stones.

This clearly was not a good sign.

"Could it be that our Bright Palace starting the Hundred Nations Blood War has displeased some old guys?
But the Hundred Nations Blood War was approved by those big figures!"

The Hundred Nations Blood War would cause endless slaughter and the death of billions.

For such a major event, the Bright Palace naturally couldn’t just do it without approval.

If it displeased a big figure, they would have no justification.

With approval, it was different.

At least, nearby big figures wouldn’t intervene.

"The palace is investigating. It's best to be cautious. Also, today in the Shenhua Guild, someone is accusing our Bright Palace.

That person’s name looks like trouble." Strong Flood True Lord waved his hand, showing a series of images to Wind Fury True Lord.

"Sword God? Daughter living in a doghouse?" Wind Fury True Lord widened his eyes, "Who did this? It's even more ridiculous than me!"

Killing is one thing, but humiliating is another.

Wind Fury True Lord usually just killed, rarely humiliated.

Now, a fellow in the Bright Palace forced someone's daughter to live in a doghouse; it was a bit... too much.

"The palace is investigating if this is true or slander." Strong Flood True Lord sighed, "A storm is coming!"

Recent events made them feel as if an invisible hand was targeting the Bright Palace.

But the Bright Palace couldn't find out which powerful figure was behind it.

Would such a powerful figure need these means?

Wind Fury True Lord was apprehensive but said: "The Great Shang is a small country, even if I take action, it won’t affect these matters.

Let’s wait a few days for the palace’s investigation results before I go to the Great Shang!"

Strong Flood True Lord nodded, then asked: "Wind Fury True Lord, who do you think humiliated the Blood-Clad Sword God and made his daughter live in a doghouse?"

Wind Fury True Lord pondered: "It’s likely to be No Void True Lord or Fang Yuan True Lord, they are the most suspicious."

"Indeed, only they could do such a thing!"

Yes, that was the Bright Palace.

Qi Yuan’s post smeared them, and most of them thought, which fellow Daoist did this?
...

"Finally finished posting."

Qi Yuan looked at his work, satisfied.

He had posted seven messages in a row.

"Too bad there’s no scheduled posting feature. Otherwise, I could play the game while the posts keep coming."

Qi Yuan sighed.

If there were a top-posting tool, he could even have his posts boosted while he wasn’t around.

"Now, with hatred maxed out, I’ll wait to form my Golden Core and destroy the Bright Palace in one go!" Qi Yuan was full of confidence, feeling that once he formed his Golden Core, he would be the top disciple of each peak in the Shinguang Sect.

"I hope Kang Fulou hasn't secretly formed his Core without me knowing?"

Qi Yuan pondered.

At this moment, Jiang Lingsu’s voice came from outside the wooden house.

"Senior brother."

Qi Yuan quickly walked out of the wooden house.

"Junior sister, what’s the matter?" Qi Yuan now held great respect for his wealthy junior sister.

As long as she had money, she was the goddess in his heart.

"In a few days, my... sister will come to the Shinguang Sect to see me." Jiang Lingsu said hesitantly.

"Oh, someone from your family?" Qi Yuan’s eyes lit up.

The sister of a rich woman must also be rich, right?
"Sort of. My sister might stay at our Seven Colors Peak for a while, is that okay?" Jiang Lingsu asked.

If the master was unavailable, everything on Seven Colors Peak was up to the senior brother.

"Of course, no problem at all!" Qi Yuan raised both hands in agreement.

She’s a rich woman!
Being around her, even absorbing some of her fortune would be good.

With another rich woman around, Daozi would have more choices when dumpster diving in the future.

"By the way, senior brother, my sister might argue with me when she gets here..."

"What?" Qi Yuan was stunned, "Don’t worry, senior brother is on your side.

Even if she’s rich, if you fight, I’ll definitely back you up with a knife!"

Jiang Lingsu felt warm inside, though her senior brother was eccentric, he was kind.

"By the way, how rich is she, a billionaire?" Qi Yuan asked, his tone weakening as if he wouldn’t dare provoke her if she was a billionaire.

Jiang Lingsu glared at Qi Yuan, the warmth gone, and said angrily, "She’s not as rich as me."

"Don’t worry, I’ll be your enforcer from now on!" Qi Yuan patted his chest, "Qi Yuan, worth having as your muscle!"

"She’s not an ordinary person, she’s ranked fifteenth on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talent List!" Jiang Lingsu said proudly.

Senior brother’s combat power was good, having killed a late Foundation Establishment cultivator and a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator in a sneak attack, showing his exceptional talent.

Stepping into Foundation Establishment could get him into the top five hundred, maybe even the top hundred of the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talent List.

However, her sister was ranked fifteenth on the list!
Barring major mishaps, she was almost guaranteed to become a Purple Mansion great power!
"Is she a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment?" Qi Yuan asked fearfully.

"...No."

"Then I’m not afraid, my Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment can crush her!"

Qi Yuan was full of confidence. After chatting with Jiang Lingsu for a while, he returned to his wooden house.

"Everything is settled, time to log in, play the game, and push bosses!"

...

In Wugui City, beneath the ground, the gravel sank, and Qi Yuan, in a blood-red robe, holding Xiao Jia, emerged from the earth.

A deep light flashed in his eyes.

"It's finally coming to an end."

Qi Yuan felt a bit melancholic.

He looked at the dark sky, with no stars or moon: "This world is indeed lonely."

Blood-colored aura spread.

After about ten breaths, several powerful auras rushed over.

"Big brother, you're back?"

"Greetings, Blood Lord!"

Qi Yuan looked at the several Supremes in front of him and dusted off his robe: "How did it go?"

He was asking about the number of peak land myths.

"Big brother, Wugui City has gathered seventy thousand... peak land myths!" Chen Huan said, his teeth trembling.

Qi Yuan was stunned: "According to ancient calculations, that’s close to a two hundred thousand strong army?"

There were indeed a lot of land myths in this world!

"Many mid-land myths have crazily broken through to peak land myths recently, disregarding their lifespan, just to hear you preach, big brother. That’s why there are so many!"

The allure of becoming a Supreme was almost irresistible to everyone.

Under the Supremes, everyone else was an ant, and this was not just a saying.

As long as there was an innate divine ability, a Supreme could kill a land myth as easily as killing a chicken.

"Are all the people gathered?" Qi Yuan asked.

"Yes!" Chen Huan replied.

"Then, in ten days, I will start preaching."

Qi Yuan said, feeling emotional.

This was ten thousand Supremes.

If turned into experience points, it would be unimaginable!

The news of the Blood Lord reappearing in Wugui City spread, and the world was in an uproar.

Those peak land myths knew this was their chance to become Supremes.

Deep within Wugui City, Yun He was drinking, looking relaxed: "If the Blood Lord had appeared a thousand years earlier, the world would have been peaceful, and the master wouldn’t have had to struggle."

He drank, feeling more at ease than ever.

When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up, it’s truly comforting.

Ten days later, on the walls of Wugui City.

Qi Yuan stood on the city wall, his blood-red robe looking exceptionally bright.

Outside Wugui City, seventy thousand peak land myths stood like soldiers.

In the Canglan Realm, these were seventy thousand peak Divine Infants.

Each one was comparable to Qi Yuan’s past great enemy, the Black Chicken Old Demon.

Now, in Qi Yuan’s eyes, he could kill them all with a flick of his finger.

"Today, seventy thousand peak land myths will become Supremes. I don’t know if this is good or bad."

Qi Yuan sighed.

When the game ends, he would leave.

These seventy thousand peak land myths would become Supremes.

Adding the previous thirty thousand Supremes.

That’s a hundred thousand Supremes, as if they were free.

So many Supremes would indeed change the Liufeng Realm's structure.

Once Qi Yuan leaves the game, what would happen to these Supremes, he didn’t know.

Moreover, these Supremes were not Purple Mansions of the Canglan Realm.

They had demonic seeds in them!
When they died of old age, demonic seeds would appear!
Supreme-level demonic seeds, just thinking about it was terrifying.

Perhaps, he wasn’t creating a hundred thousand Supremes, but a hundred thousand demons!

This world...

Qi Yuan stopped thinking about it. He looked at the tens of thousands of people, his expression ethereal, like a god in the clouds.

"Preaching... begins..."

This preaching session was more grandiose than any before, with a larger scale.

The Blood Lord stood on the walls of Wugui City, celestial music echoed from the sky, reaching their souls.

Unlike before, this time, blood rain suddenly started to fall from the sky.

It seemed like the tears of the heavens, the blood of the heavens.

The seventy thousand land myths, soaked in the blood rain, didn’t notice it, fully immersed in the human-demon path.

However, the other strong ones in Wugui City, looking at the Blood Lord, felt he was like a blood-colored great sun.

In a world abandoned by the gods, without sun, moon, and stars, it seemed there was now a blood-colored great sun.

Finally, there was light in this world, even if it was blood-red.

...

Time flowed, and at the ends of the earth, a blood palace appeared.

Now, ninety-nine percent of the Supremes in the Liufeng Realm had gathered at the ends of the earth, seemingly waiting for the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons to open.

Everyone was excited, but also suppressing themselves.

Yun He, amid his excitement, was also worried: "I hope the master can hold on until the Blood Lord arrives."

As the opening time of the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons approached, the Blood Lord’s appearances became less frequent.

The entire blood palace was eerily quiet.

Qi Yuan, holding Xiao Jia, had a peculiar expression: "The Great Forgetfulness Sutra... is only a step away from being engraved."

Now, Qi Yuan’s Great Forgetfulness Sutra was enough to be engraved.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

If engraved on his soul or body, he might truly go insane.

"Could it be that I can only reach the micro level of the Great Forgetfulness Sutra and not engrave it?"

Qi Yuan was helpless.

A Grand Supreme with an engraved innate divine ability was clearly not on the same level as a mid-stage Supreme at the micro level.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t engrave it now.

If he did, he would truly forget, unable to be awakened.

"Sadly, this is my path, and I must walk it with tears."

Qi Yuan sighed.

He stopped thinking.

There would always be a way when the time came.

...

Meanwhile, in the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

He Wu was shrouded in darkness, his eyes full of worry: "In a few days, the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons will open. We... will have a hard time receiving the master."

Ling Yayi looked at the stronghold ahead, sensing the aura, and his eyes were full of fear: "More than twenty Grand Supremes and over a hundred ordinary Supremes, the Lord has really gone all out!"

The Lord’s main camp had surrounded the White Emperor.

At the entrance of the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, the Lord had also sent many strong ones.

Moreover, to deal with the Blood Lord, twenty Grand Supremes were sent, ten of whom were from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm, and over a hundred ordinary Supremes, all demons from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm.

This way, they wouldn’t be restrained by the Blood Lord’s innate divine ability.

"We only have five people, we can’t possibly match these Supremes." He Wu was worried.

The gap between the enemy and them was too large.

Unfortunately, the five of them had made all the preparations to come here.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons was full of the Lord’s people.

"Do you think the master can defeat these people?" Ling Yayi asked.

They came here to receive the Blood Lord.

"Probably not." He Wu said solemnly.

Years ago, the Blood Lord’s sword had engraved the innate divine ability.

It showed that their master had been severely injured in the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and had only recently awakened, just stepping into the Grand Supreme realm.

Although the master’s innate divine ability restrained the Supremes of the Liufeng Realm, the demoness’s subordinates were mostly Supremes from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm.

Twenty Grand Supremes now, the current Blood Lord couldn’t possibly be a match.

Ling Yayi frowned and suddenly said: "What if when the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons opens, I fly to those Grand Supremes and self-destruct my innate divine ability, shouting my name, Ling Yayi.

Wouldn’t the master forget my name as Nangong Dagou and only remember me as Ling Yayi?"

"Don’t talk nonsense, self-destructing would only be sending yourself to death. The master needs to face those strong ones to come through." He Wu knew Ling Yayi wanted to sacrifice himself to give the master a chance to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

"Sigh, I’m just looking for a solution." Ling Yayi shrugged.

"Instead of believing your self-destruction will attract those Supremes’ attention, I believe the master can fight his way through." A mid-stage Supreme couldn’t help but say.

He was also one of the Northern Demons Thirteen Fiends.

He Wu nodded in agreement.

Ling Yayi looked at the two, dissatisfied: "You both have 'demon' written on your faces, I find you both very annoying."