The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 214 - 122: Preaching, Supreme_1

Chapter 214: Chapter 122: Preaching, Supreme_1

He Wu glanced at Ningtuo and said after a long stop, "We are heading to the ends of the earth, passing through one hundred eighty thousand cities and we are all paramount beings of the North. Be careful."

Among the thirteen demons in the North, only two are considered great paramount beings, namely Ningtuo and He Wu.

Ningtuo’s eyes flashed with murderous intent when she heard He Wu’s words, "Is Purple Daoist also among these one hundred eighty thousand cities?"

The Purple Daoist’s treacherous scheme had led to the exposure of the Blood Demon.

This had led to a thousand-mile assassination attempt against her. If it wasn’t for her "husband" coming to her aid, she may have already perished in a blood bath.

This revenge, no matter what, must be avenged.

"He should be in the Land of Thousand Cities where blood falls," He Wu didn’t hide anything. "But I suggest you not to go there. You are slightly stronger than him, but not remarkably so.

If he manages to stall you, and the other paramount beings in the North intervene, they might capture you."

Ningtuo smiled lightly, with a streak of danger lurking in her smile: "I am just going to take a look."

"Take care of yourself!" He Wu glanced at Ningtuo, "I have to go. If I stay with you much longer, I fear I will not be able to withstand ... killing you."

After uttering these words, He Wu disappeared in the boundless winter landscape.

Ningtuo gently touched her left cheek, looking at the restricted and chained lump of flesh behind her, she smiled enchantingly, "Is my husband also afraid that he may not restrain himself from killing me if he stays with me longer?"

The thirteen demons of the North are not merely tiresome beings to humans.

Especially Ningtuo, she is the most special among the bunch.

It seemed as if her "demon" nature was deeper. Those who spent more time with her would inevitably want to kill her.

The other demons had the same effect on others but not as deep as hers.

...

In the City of no Return.

Qi Yuan was seated on the city wall and declared, "The cultivation level of my real-world self should now be close to the late stage of Foundation Establishment."

Due to time dilation issue, he could not quit the game now.

"Currently, I am still too weak," Qi Yuan lamented.

Either in the real world or in the game.

Some time ago, Qi Yuan had challenged and killed a great paramount being of an upper level.

That seemed easy but it was, in fact, extremely hard.

With regards to the mastery of the Great Forgetfulness Technique, a root-level divine skill, Qi Yuan only controlled it partially.

The killing of the Purple Daoist had drained him of the root source, and it would take some time for him to replenish it.

As for the Virtual Realm Sovereign: Heart Demon Incitement, he had plenty of it, so much so that he couldn’t exhaust it completely.

After all, a bit of it was enough to make equals suffer.

"Ah, in the real world, I can cross two great realms and kill a God Infant from the Foundation Establishment phase. Why can’t my game self do the same - kill a Yang God by crossing two realms?" Qi Yuan felt his game self was too weak. He could only be invincible at his level and found it hard to challenge higher levels.

Of course, the stronger he became, the bigger the gap between smaller realms became.

"In the real world, even if I break through to the Golden Core stage, it’s still hard to confront a Yin God."

"I must annihilate the Palace of Light quickly. Otherwise, if my high-interest loan borrowed from the Ice Mountain Dominating Lady is entrapped by the Palace of Light, what will I do when they come to find me?"

"I wonder what kind of reward the game will give me for guarding the City of no Return for such a long time. Can it help me wield Golden Core to cut down the Yin God?"

"Key fragments?"

"If it can’t... I can only condense my Golden Core from the Wind Realm, hehe..."

At this moment, Qi Yuan felt as if the whole world was trembling, he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion or not.

Why would the world ache?

It seemed more like it was just his hallucination.

"Turns out it wasn’t the world trembling, but Chen Huan coming back."

Qi Yuan stood up. He looked into the distance and saw a group of five people hurrying towards the City of no Return.

The one leading the group was Chen Huan.

Following Chen Huan were four Land Mythicals, three old and one young woman.

Qi Yuan could see that they were all in the twilight of their lives and close to death.

The lifespan of the Land Mythicals in this world was only slightly over a thousand years, which was much shorter than the God Infants in the Vast Wave Realm.

At this moment, all of them were half into their graves.

Only such Land Mythicals would be willing to come to the City of no Return.

Qi Yuan was not surprised.

Just as a single spark can start a prairie fire.

As long as he preached once, more and more people would come to the City of no Return.

If no one came, it meant something was wrong in this world and it needed to be corrected.

"Big Brother, I went to the City of Great Sorrow and only these four were willing to come." Chen Huan apologized.

The four people behind Chen Huan were all staring at Qi Yuan.

He was dressed in a long red robe, extraordinarily handsome, with a rich bloody hue in his eyes. If they had to describe him in one word, it would be "bewitching".

Wang Gai stared at Qi Yuan, the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

It was his first time seeing such a unique... person.

Even the powerful paramount beings had never made him feel this way.

Could he really help them advance to the paramount realm?

That was... the paramount realm.

"No problem, now that you have come to my City of no Return... you must join my Blood Palace, understand?" Qi Yuan said calmly as he looked at the four.

"Lord of the City, if you can help me to step into the paramount realm, not to mention serving the Blood Palace, even if it means going against the City of Great Sorrow, I can do it," said the young woman.

Wang Gai and the others also nodded.

If they could really reach the paramount realm.

Then the terms put forward by the Lord of this City of no Return weren’t too harsh. In fact, they were so generous as to be hard to believe.

How many Land Mythicals existed in this world?

No one knew.

But the number of paramount beings is only a few thousand, not much more.