The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 150 - 99: Three People Guard a City_1

Chapter 150: Chapter 99: Three People Guard a City_1

Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao climbed onto the city wall, both panting heavily.

Many questions filled their hearts.

"Are you holding the fort here?" Zhang Sheng asked, his face showing a mix of anticipation and fear.

This was a battleground known for its ruthless conflicts!

Of the one hundred and eight thousand cities, a third had already fallen into desolation.

No Return City was considered half-ruined.

In the past decade or so, Great Daxia had been unable to assemble its forces and send reinforcements.

Qi Yuan holding his broken sword, regretted, "It’s been some time, unfortunately... no demonic creatures have showed up."

"You aren’t a Daxia man, but a wanderer?" Zhang Sheng, seeing no Daxia military flag on the wall, had a sudden realization.

In this world, there were many wanderers who generously went to the battlefield in the Central Plains.

Most of these wanderers were cultivators.

Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao could hardly call themselves true cultivators; they were only amateurs.

On this campaign, only half of them were cultivators.

Unfortunately, they had all died at the hands of demonic creatures.

"I am a wanderer, I guess!" Qi Yuan admitted wryly.

"Can we plant the Daxia flag here?

This implies that No-Return City is still under the control of Daxia." Zhang Sheng, filled with anticipation, looked at Qi Yuan.

"Sure." Qi Yuan looked at these two men, with an indescribable expression.

Even though both men were on the brink of death, they showed no fear, instead, they were rather excited.

When Chen Jiao heard Qi Yuan’s consent, he carefully pulled out the crumpled, blood-stained army flag from his clothes and smoothed it out.

Zhang Sheng was helping him, their action resonated the importance and weight of their act.

Even though they were haning the flag on the city wall, they were panting heavily.

The wind blew, dust swirled, and the flag began to flutter.

Both men looked at the flag with a longing in their eyes, "Who knows how long this flag can stand upright."

"It’s a pity that General Yuan can’t see the flag on the city head of No Return." Zhang Sheng commented regretfully.

General Yuan was the general leading the ’Song’ army camp.

He was encircled and attacked by hundreds of demonic creatures, killed dozens of enemies, and finally died of exhaustion, his eyes still open, staring in the direction of No Return City.

Zhang Sheng knew that General Yuan was an honorable man from Great Daxia who had met the emperor.

Before leaving, General Yuan had said that if the Daxia flag couldn’t be planted in No-Return City, and if Daxia lost control of No-Return City for twenty years, Daxia would cease to exist.

Daxia would be completely incorporated into Daxia, and it would jointly guard Jialan City with Daxia.

The two men sighed, and then looked at Qi Yuan again: "Sir, what about the demons in No Return City?"

"There were many wandering around, and I’ve killed them." Qi Yuan sat on the city wall, appearing to be just killing time.

In fact, he was seriously studying and wilfully comprehending the cultivation technique he had obtained in the Vast Wave Realm.

One day in the Vast Wave Realm equaled ten years here, so he had to make good use of this time differential.

His newly patched-up Qi Yuan Sutras were full of flaws, except that they could be cultivated: they were a potential time calamity.

Not only would his memory deteriorate, but his sanity would also fragment.

He was deepening his comprehension, trying to minimize the loopholes in the Qi Yuan Sutras.

Only when a demonic creature appeared would he take action, otherwise he would just sit on the city wall.

"There must be hundreds of stray demons in No Return City, right? Are you a cultivator?" Chen Jiao couldn’t help but ask, "What realm are you in?"

Zhang Sheng quickly shot Chen Jiao a glare.

Chen Jiao realized his rudeness; it was inappropriate to ask a cultivator about his level.

"Level 49, pretty weak." Qi Yuan didn’t hide anything.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiao was stunned.

Zhang Sheng felt that Qi Yuan didn’t want to reveal his identity and strength.

Night descended quickly.

The entire world was about to be enveloped in darkness.

Qi Yuan looked up at the sky, and it was pitch black.

"Hey, in your world, why are there no stars in the sky?"

It was only after reaching No Return City that Qi Yuan discovered that this world was pitch-black at night.

There were no stars or starlight.

"Stars in the sky? What do you mean?" Zhang Sheng was a bit confused, not understanding Qi Yuan’s meaning.

From their answers, Qi Yuan understood.

In this world’s sky, there were no stars.

Could it be possible that the stars in the sky had been eaten by people?

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan became excited.

"Nothing. The night is dark. You guys are not cultivators and can’t see in the dark. You should find a place to sleep." Qi Yuan was quite kind, giving a friendly reminder.

"Alright." Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao descended from the city wall.

As they stepped off the last step, they turned in unison, looking up at the Daxia army flag in the night.

...

The next day, just as dawn broke.

Qi Yuan was still sitting on the city wall, contemplating the cultivation techniques from the Vast Wave Realm.

Occasionally, he would glance towards the city where he could see two men panting heavily, removing skeletal remains from the city and burying them.

Both men were severely injured and appeared to be on the brink of death.

Yet, against the odds, they continued to move the corpses.

In the twilight hours, Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao climbed onto the city wall, panting heavily, carrying a big wooden box with them.

"Young hero, would you like some wine?" The wooden box was filled to the brim with wine.

With the lid of the jug opened, fragrant aroma of wine wafted in the air, a mix of sour and sweet smells.

During his time on Blue Star, Qi Yuan had been ill and did not drink.

He wasn’t accustomed to drinking frequently either.

"Thank you both, but I don’t drink. I go crazy when I drink." Qi Yuan declined their offer.

"Ah, this wine is unique to Daxia, called Daughter’s Fragrance.

Typically, when a daughter is born in Daxia, her family will bury several jars of this Daughter’s Fragrance.

Only at her marriage will it be taken out.