The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 268 - 140: How does a purple mansion change the overall situation? _1

Chapter 268: Chapter 140: How does a purple mansion change the overall situation? _1

Qi Yuan glanced over and saw a woman in green on a flat boat in the distance.

"Oh? Is there something?"

Qi Yuan was straightforward.

He was still waiting to go back to create his own Cultivation Technique.

"My name is Jiang Ya, I’m a disciple of the ascendant No Sky Elder. I’m curious about your Origin Divine Skills...

Your Origin Divine Skills seem to be out of place in this world, yet you can use them. It’s quite a mystery." Jiang Ya stated her affiliation, giving herself a layer of protection, confusion painted her eyes as she spoke.

The Origin Divine Skills used by an upper echelon practitioner, require the comprehension of the essence of Spiritual Energy, then they carve their own path on that foundation.

In the Origin Divine Skills of the Blood Sword Spirit God, she didn’t detect the essence of Spiritual Energy.

This was her confusion.

"I thought you were here to cheer 666 for me." Qi Yuan was disappointed.

This woman, though plain, was sufficiently attractive. Although not particularly glamorous, she was certainly worthy to be on a cheering squad.

As the Blood Sword Spirit God, he couldn’t provide his own background music.

Without a hundred-piece band at his disposal, Qi Yuan’s battles were monotonous and tasteless.

A cheering squad was desperately needed.

Yet, this woman suddenly came to ask him about this, which was quite dull.

"Enough, enough." Disappointed, Qi Yuan turned and left.

Jiang Ya watched as the bloody figure disappeared into the sky, awe showing in her eyes.

"This man... his potential is unfathomable."

The old woman smiled, "No matter how profound, it’s nothing compared to the Pavilion Master."

But Jiang Ya shook her head.

Once, her master had shown her his Origin Divine Skills.

Now, compared to the Blood Sword Spirit God’s Origin Divine Skills, she had a faint premonition that her master’s Origin Divine Skills were inferior.

"Let’s go to the Divine Light Sect." She had watched this battle; now it was time to visit her sister in the Divine Light Sect and extract her from the vortex of a hundred nations.

Even if the Palace of Light has an archenemy like the Blood Sword Spirit God, it would absolutely not halt the Hundred Nations Blood War.

The two would inevitably clash.

The Palace of Light, with the Imperial Surprised Dragon Crown, even if her master arrived and refused to enter the Yin God, it would be useless.

Not to mention the Blood Sword Spirit God.

He was simply superior in his cultivation of Origin Divine Skills, but his mastery was probably far from hers.

...

At the seven-colored peak, Qi Yuan, in plain white robes, landed at his own tile-roofed house.

Looking at his house, he showed a satisfied expression: "Only such a high-quality house is worthy of me."

Saying so, he particularly glanced at the wooden house of his junior sister, Jiang Lingsu, not far away.

The sense of superiority in his heart was even stronger.

Indeed, happiness comes from comparison.

"Senior brother, where have you been? Why did you suddenly disappear?" Jiang Lingsu had just taken a bath, and the senior brother didn’t intrude, but instead left a message outside her room.

After she finished her bath and came out to find him, he was gone.

"Junior sister, human hearts are treacherous. If anyone ever says they want to apologize and ask you to a rendezvous, you must never go.

Perhaps, they’ve already prepared a trap for you." Qi Yuan shared this worldly wisdom with his junior sister.

"Senior brother, did someone try to trick you?" Anxiety gripped Jiang Lingsu.

"If it weren’t for my powerful Divine Skills, I might’ve fallen into the insidious plot of some villain." Qi Yuan said.

Divine Skills?

Jiang Lingsu was relieved when she heard this. Only God Infant cultivators could perform Divine Skills.

Looks like the senior brother is deluded!

He just said he’s reached the Golden Core stage, and now he’s a God Infant?

He’s really in bad shape!

She looked at Qi Yuan with a distressed expression: "Senior brother, you must stop staring at the sun, it’s bad for your memory."

Senior brother’s brain is not in good shape anyway, if he keeps looking at the sun, wouldn’t his condition worsen?

"That’s not the sun, it’s my Golden Core!" Qi Yuan emphasized again.

"Alright, alright!" Jiang Lingsu didn’t feel like arguing and asked, "Senior brother, you left me a message, is there something you need?"

Qi Yuan’s hand stiffened. He asked: "I’ve been engrossed in playing games recently and haven’t paid attention to the outside world.

Has anything happened on the Seven-Color Peak, especially... at the peak of Seven-Color Peak?"

After leaving his master’s palace, Qi Yuan felt quite dispirited.

Jiang Lingsu furrowed her brows in thought. After a few moments, she answered: "A few days ago, a sudden thunderbolt appeared on the Seven-Color Peak. It seemed our master repelled it."

"Thunderbolt?" Qi Yuan was puzzled, "Did the master take action?"

"Yes." Jiang Lingsu nodded solemnly, "Before the thunderbolt appeared, some strange things seemed to have happened."

"What sort of strange things?" Qi Yuan asked urgently.

"At that time, I was in closed-door cultivation. Suddenly, I felt as if I had forgotten something, but then I remembered it in an instant."

For cultivators, any abnormality is noteworthy.

In case it’s a trap set by someone, or even worse if it’s the Heart Demon.

"Forgot?"

Qi Yuan’s eyes revealed a look of contemplation.

All the pieces started falling into place.

Once upon a time, when he grasped the Source for the third time, he experienced both the Heart Demon and the heavenly tribulation.

The Heart Demon was, in substance, the myriad demons from the Gate of All Demons.

The Heavenly Tribulation was forgetfulness.

Could it be that this world also experienced the Heavenly Tribulation, but it was blocked by the master?

"My master indeed has a place for me in her heart." Qi Yuan looked at the palace on the peak, feeling slightly calmer.

Seven-Colour Peak was vast and desolate, as if it hadn’t been inhabited for thousands of years.

As for his beautiful master, Qi Yuan had only met her once and only saw her side profile and back.