The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 350 - 167: Qi Yuan’s Sirius, Rectifying the Cultivation World’s Atmosphere_1

Chapter 350: Chapter 167: Qi Yuan’s Sirius, Rectifying the Cultivation World’s Atmosphere_1

Moon Emperor Dynasty.

The woman in white gazed at the girl in front of her, her eyes filled with a sense of helplessness.

"High Priest, are you really going to accompany him... to the Vast Wave Realm?"

"You will venture to the divine realm alone, I need to stay here." Qi Jianjun’s face had a sweet smile.

This High Priest was quite different from the one the woman in white had seen before.

All this was because of that man.

"High Priest, do you think his... his appearance... could it be the after-effects of swallowing the Heavenly Dao of this realm?" The woman in white asked.

She was, in fact, reminding Qi Jianjun to be careful.

After all, a lunatic could hurt others at any moment.

"In this dreamlike world, isn’t it wonderful to be a madman?"

Qi Jianjun’s answer was unrelated to the question.

The woman in white fell silent.

Qi Jianjun continued, "Well, the teleportation array has been activated. You should ascend to the divine realm.

If you manage to reach the Moon God Palace, tell my mother that I have found my father."

The teleportation array used for ascending to the divine realm was arbitrary and could not guarantee where one would be teleported.

The woman in white might spend hundreds or thousands of years to find the Moon God Palace.

The High Priest glanced at the woman in white and walked out of the house.

Looking at the figure dressed in a blood robe, a gleeful smile appeared in her eyes.

"Father, are we going to... the Vast Wave Realm?"

"Hmm." Qi Yuan nodded.

In recent days, he had been intending to visit the world where the Mo Luo clan lived.

Unfortunately, the door was already closed.

From a distance, he threw a punch at the world of Mo Luo, to no avail.

Later, in one day, he traveled all over the Wangyue Continent, trying to find traces of the past.

Regrettably, either in Xuanyuan Forbidden, Clothing Forbidden, Five Elements Forbidden, Yin and Yang Forbidden, or Heaven Extinguishing, all were empty.

He didn’t see his old friends or any familiar traces.

Without the power of reincarnation, and without becoming a Yin God, there was almost no chance of reincarnation.

Death meant utter annihilation, melting into the world.

No one in this world remembered them anymore.

Except Qi Yuan.

So, Qi Yuan decided to return to the Vast Wave Realm and return to the Seven Colored Peak.

But, of course, before going back, he had to make a visit to the Ascending Pavilion.

Jiang Ya still owed him a lot of cultivation techniques.

"We’re all set. Let’s go." Qi Yuan looked up at the huge ancient Qichun tree.

The towering tree was covered in silver, piled with snowflakes; a beautiful sight.

"Let’s go... let’s go home." Qi Yuan glanced at Da Zhi Zhenjun, Xu Tongchen, and Jiang Ya.

The four of them had come here, and five were returning, having gained an additional child.

"Ah, we’re leaving." Da Zhi Zhenjun sighed, "Is it me leaving this world, or is the world leaving me?"

The group of five swiftly arrived at the desert where they had originated, entering the World Channel in no time.

Qi Yuan could also feel that the terrifying power he once held over the Wangyue Continent was slowly dissipating.

But, he was not anxious.

When he set foot in the Vast Wave Realm once again, Qi Yuan’s eyes narrowed.

"There are a lot of people here, could it be Ye Qiong’s helpers?" Qi Yuan held Qi Jianjun’s hand as he sensed the presence of four horrifying figures.

These four figures were all Yin Gods.

"Greetings to the Blood-Robed Sword God." Yun Ju began.

The others also paid their respects in quick succession.

"Elder, my associates and I are not familiar with Ye Qiong."

"I am Leichen, honored to meet you."

The four Yin Gods present all looked at Qi Yuan with respectful expressions.

High up were the Yin Gods, but now facing Qi Yuan, they were as humble as the primordial beings facing the Yin Gods.

Many people noticed the young girl being led by Qi Yuan, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"You all are the Yin Gods from the East Continent?" Qi Yuan asked.

All he knew was that there were three Yin Gods in the East Continent recognized publicly.

"Yes."

"No, little apprentice came to make amends." The old-aged Hu Xiao spoke up, appearing as innocent as a child in front of Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan glanced at Hu Xiao, who quickly recounted what had transpired.

Eventually, Hu Xiao added, "I was completely unaware of Ye Qiong’s plot."

"Ignorance is not a crime." Qi Yuan’s eyes carried a gentle smile.

In the end, power was everything.

Back then, when the Palace of Light incited the Blood War of a Hundred Nations intending to stir up chaos among the nations, none of the Yin Gods were willing to speak up for them.

Now, even though Ling Jiao had only spoken ill of him a few times, Yun Ju’s intervention had stopped the Water Cloud Palace from deploying troops.

Before Qi Yuan could express his opinion, the master of the Water Cloud Palace was restrained and brought forward to be disposed of as he pleased.

After hearing Qi Yuan’s words, Hu Xiao heaved a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid of the Blood-Robed Sword God.

Through the descriptions of Gu Xiaoyao and other nascent souls, they had confirmed that the Blood-Robed Sword God had swallowed the Heavenly Dao of the Wangyue Continent.

And to swallow the Heavenly Dao meant a being of at least Great Honor strength.

Therefore, the Blood-Robed Sword God was at least a Great Honor.

His power in the Wangyue Continent was even above that of the ordinary Great Honor.

"You didn’t come to see me just to welcome me home, did you?" Qi Yuan looked at the four Yin Gods.

For some reason, he felt like the time when the primordial beings sought him out after he destroyed the Palace of Light.

Yun Ju stepped forward and said, "Regarding your affair, we have blocked all leaks. Currently, except for us four, only Bing Po knows."

"Your kindness to Bing Po, I’ll remember it." Just now, Hu Xiao had explained everything, including Yun Ju’s assistance to the Blood-Robed Cult.

A look of delight crossed Yun Ju’s face.

At the same time, he inwardly sighed, "People, sometimes it’s better to be a little timid."