The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 184 - 112 Threat from the Supreme Being_1

Chapter 184: Chapter 112 Threat from the Supreme Being_1

As dusk fell, Ningtuo’s delicate body curled up, her excessively pale hands clenching the chains tightly.

"Husband..."

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her forehead drenched in a cold sweat.

She looked at the blood sphere nearby, a faint hint of loss flashing across her eyes.

He had left.

Suddenly, ripples undulated through the space.

A blood-red figure appeared, coalescing into a man: "Ningtuo, how did you get mixed up with the Blood Demon?"

The man also wore a black robe, preventing anyone from seeing his face clear.

He was one of the North Demons Thirteen, known as He Wu.

"He is not the Blood Demon." Ningtuo stated seriously.

"All the Venerables in the North have identified him as the Blood Demon, so that’s what he is!" He Wu declared.

As part of the North Demons Thirteen, they treated the Blood Demon’s affairs indifferently, unlike other Venerables.

After all, the disaster caused by the Blood Demon was something that wouldn’t happen for many centuries to come.

The crisis they were facing, on the other hand, was imminent.

He Wu looked at Ningtuo: "In your current state, I fear you won’t live to see that century. How will you endure the reemergence of the Gate of Myriad Peril? If you can’t maintain your peak strength and survive this, death will be your only destination."

Ningtuo fell silent for a brief moment upon hearing this. She didn’t continue this topic, but instead asked, "Has the person who secretly spread the news of the Blood Demon in the Heavenly Heart Palace been found? Who is my enemy?"

The news of the Blood Demon at the Heavenly Heart Palace had spread throughout the North, and Ningtuo was besieged. There was a guiding hand behind this.

"The Purple Taoist is suspected." He Wu answered.

"Him?" Ningtuo sneered, a murderous intent flickering in her eyes, "We have no grievances or grudges, why is he framing me?"

"Do we thirteen demons need to have grievances with others? Are we not universally loathed?" He Wu gave a self-deprecating smile.

From birth, they—those with the word demon inscribed on their faces—had been reviled by everyone.

Did people need a reason to frame them?

This was original sin.

...

Within the city of Nowhere, Qi Yuan returned after quelling the demons, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes.

"Instead of saying that the blood sphere is the Blood Demon, it is better to say that I...am the Blood Demon." Qi Yuan reflected upon himself.

Within his soul, the source of evil accumulation grew from the size of a grain of rice to that of a fist.

If Qi Yuan did not force it under control and gave it freedom, he would undoubtedly become a horrifying demon.

"I am a player, not some damn Blood Demon." Qi Yuan cast aside his previous emotions.

"Big Brother, you’re back?" At this moment, a frivolous voice sounded.

Chen Huan, dressed in a white robe, leapt down from the city wall, his face bearing a brilliant smile.

Looking at Chen Huan, Qi Yuan said helplessly, "I don’t bow to brothers, I’m not that naive."

The white-robed man in front of him had arrived at the city of Nowhere five years ago.

He was no ordinary man; he was one of Bai Di’s three thousand disciples.

After arriving in Nowhere City, upon hearing about Qi Yuan’s exploits from Yuan Qi and witnessing Qi Yuan’s abilities in action, Chen Huan insisted on becoming sworn brothers with Qi Yuan.

As an honorable player, how could he become sworn brothers with an NPC? If the news got out, it would be utterly laughable.

"Big Brother, look, I am at the peak of a Land Myth. Maybe one day, I will breakthrough to the realm of Venerable. Wouldn’t it bring prestige to have a younger brother at that level?" Chen Huan was carefree and quite familiar.

"I...I don’t need prestige." Qi Yuan didn’t bother to entertain Chen Huan. In a flash, he appeared atop of the city tower.

Chen Huan followed him onto the city tower. He gazed out at the vast desert, "Big Brother, you have been guarding Nowhere City alone for seventy years. I couldn’t help but admire you. But I haven’t broken through to the realm of Venerable yet. If I do breakthrough, and you then seek to become my sworn brother, do you think I’d consider you as someone significant?"

"You’ve been saying the same thing for five years. Where is your breakthrough to the rank of Venerable?" Qi Yuan looked at Chen Huan with disdain. "Can’t be that someone could be stuck at the peak of Land Myth for a hundred years?"

Chen Huan had been at the peak of Land Myth for a hundred years.

Chen Huan was not in a hurry: "Big Brother, becoming a Venerable is not so easily accomplished.

To become a Venerable, one must comprehend the essence.

Firstly, to understand the nature of the power of Man-Demon, and secondly, to find one’s own path in the power of Man-Demon, to awaken the essence of Divine Powers.

These two are as difficult as climbing to the heavens."

In the Vast Wave Realm, to become a Purple Mansion, one must comprehend the essence of Spiritual Energy.

In the Wind Flow Realm, it is the understanding of Man-Demon’s power.

"Is it that hard?" Qi Yuan felt that Chen Huan wasn’t as good as the Four Emperors of the Divine Flower.

Not to mention Ice Mountain Overlord and Great Sun Yan, even Scoundrel Immortal might be stronger than Chen Huan with regard to talent.

After all, comparing oneself to an Immortal, isn’t that a tremendous ability?

Unfortunately, the Scoundrel Immortal couldn’t enter the game world. Otherwise, he would definitely place the Scoundrel Immortal in front of Chen Huan.

He would let the Scoundrel Immortal demonstrate to Chen Huan what a true genius is.

"Difficult." Chen Huan’s face showed a serious expression.

Both were tough.

Especially the first one, understanding the essence of the power of Man-Demon.

If the first one is successfully comprehended, a cultivator without much ambition, who doesn’t pursue strong Divine Skills, would casually step into the realm of Venerable.

Unfortunately, a hundred years had passed, and Chen Huan was still unsuccessful.

"I think the power of Man-Demon is simple. It is the following essence of Divine Skill that is somewhat difficult." Qi Yuan contemplated.

From watching the Gate of Myriad Peril, his understanding of Man-Demon Dao had reached a terrifying level.

What was the essence of the power of Man-Demon?

Qi Yuan felt that he understood it better than both Bai Di and the Venerable.