The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 557 - 256: The Silenced Qi Yuan_2

Chapter 557: Chapter 256: The Silenced Qi Yuan_2

In the vast palace, there was a faint air of lust and the smell of blood.

She lay on the bed, staring at an ancient mirror in the distance, lost in thought.

"Weak men really are uninteresting."

Jasmine licked her lips, inexplicably thinking about the Blood-Cloaked Sword God she met yesterday.

"It’s a pity; such a man should be mine to play with. A real pity... If he genuinely loves and respects me, I might change my ways and be a dutiful wife."

Jasmine’s eyes showed her greed, as well as a trace of murderous intent.

She loved controlling powerful men.

Yesterday, Qi Yuan killed the Ancient Rhythm Ancestor in front of her, which had upset her.

However, in respect to the Blood-Cloaked Sword God, she held back.

"If you do not act quickly, you will lose your chance."

A shrill and raspy voice suddenly sounded from the old mirror.

In the mirror, the silhouette of a man in a white robe appeared.

However, he was nowhere to be seen in the palace.

"Oh?" Jasmine was taken aback, "Is there someone else interested in him other than me?"

Jasmine had ill-intentions towards the Blood-Cloaked Sword God.

She was fickle but also deeply emotional.

She could develop feelings for any handsome man she laid eyes on.

Her emotion ran so deep that after a night of passion, she couldn’t bear to let them go. To endure the sorrow of their absence, she would kill them, drink their blood, and make a wine cup out of their skulls.

For Jasmine, the night spent with the Blood-Cloaked Sword God would be the most pleasureful of her life, while the wine cup made from his skull would be her most precious collectable.

Unfortunately, the Blood-Cloaked Sword God’s demeanor yesterday had left her greatly dissatisfied.

Otherwise, she might genuinely reconsider a domestic life.

"The Dark Sun faction has him in their sights." The shrill voice echoed from the mirror, carrying a hint of fear this time.

"Dark Sun..." Upon hearing this name, Jasmine’s heart began to pound.

"The Dark Sun faction will reach Qinghong City within ten days." The man in the mirror warned. He added, "So I will not appear during this time."

Jasmine looked pained at his words. "Such a brief, colorful life. Ah."

She seemed to be mourning the impending downfall of the Blood-Cloaked Sword God.

"What a beautiful man, why should he die in the hands of others instead of mine?"

Jasmine appeared hopeless.

Perhaps this was life, filled with regret at every turn.

...

Mountain of the Wind Whisperer, was merely three thousand miles away from Qinghong City.

This time, Qi Yuan didn’t use a flying vessel. With a single swish of his robe, he arrived at the Mountain of the Wind Whisperer with the Flame Emperor and Tundra Queen.

The Mountain of the Wind Whisperer was erected atop a large spirit vein. Upon arrival, Qi Yuan could feel the abundant spiritual energy of the heaven and earth.

Living here, even an ordinary person could live to a hundred and twenty, free of ill health.

The Flame Emperor led the group towards the peak of the mountain.

All the cultivators they met along the way paid their respects to the Flame Emperor.

"Greetings to the Junior Sect Master!"

"Pay my respects to the Junior Sect Master!"

Feng Xie was Lord Feng’s grandson and the only heir.

Feng Xie’s father, Lord Feng’s son, had passed away mysteriously seven hundred years ago.

It did not take long before they reached the peak of the Wind Whisperer, the location of Lord Feng’s cultivation.

A tall man emerged and greeted them warmly, "Younger brother Feng Xie, Master is entertaining a valuable guest, please wait a moment."

"Grandfather has a guest?" The Flame Emperor raised an eyebrow, "Who is it?"

"It’s a gentleman from the Yin God faction. He was cloaked in a black robe, apparently wishing to remain anonymous. I’m not sure who he is." The tall man reported.

Flame Emperor had no choice but to apologize, "Sorry, we will have to wait for a while."

The tall man gave the Tundra Queen and Qi Yuan a strange look.

The Rogue Immortal, however, was completely ignored.

They waited at the base of the peak. After about a quarter of an hour, a powerful shout suddenly burst out from the peak—"Get lost!"

The clouds surrounding the peak stirred and dispersed.

A man in a black robe descended from the peak, looking rather helpless.

The man in the black robe saw the Great Sun Emperor and spoke softly, "Feng Xie, persuade your grandfather. He should have a share in the Mythical Treasury, and it should not be held by that woman!"

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, his figure changed into a shadow and disappeared.

The face of the Great Sun Emperor darkened slightly, but he said nothing in the end.

At this moment, a distinguished and graceful old man in a white robe appeared. Half of his hair was white, and half was black, which looked quite strange.

"Esteemed guest, I apologize for not meeting you sooner. I am Lord Feng," he introduced.

"Sword God in Bloody Robe, well... you can also call me Qi Yuan," Qi Yuan said.

"Please, follow me," Lord Feng gestured grandly.

Suddenly, the scene before them changed, and when it appeared again, they were in a rather simple and elegant cave dwelling.

Qi Yuan got straight to the point: "We four wish to establish the Primeval God Trade Union. We need a manager. Feng Xie recommended you, elder. I wonder if you’d be willing...?"

Feng Xie had informed Lord Feng of this matter the previous night.

Lord Feng nodded. "I have no problem with this."

"Thank you, elder. If the Primeval God Trade Union runs into any problems, please contact me at any time," said Qi Yuan out of his respect for the elder.

"Here’s the collection of cultivation techniques we’ve gathered for the Primeval God Trade Union resources. There are fourteen celestial techniques and three mysterious-level decisions, all of which are non-toxic. So, the exchange price needs to be higher," explained Qi Yuan.

Non-toxic techniques are certainly the ones most welcomed by sects.

Therefore, they’d attract the most exchanges, and the price would naturally be higher.

Lord Feng nodded. Hesitantly, he asked, "Is it true that some cultivation techniques are toxic?"

"It’s true," shrugged Qi Yuan.

At this point, the Great Sun Emperor added, "Grandpa, yesterday’s post by the Sword God in Bloody Robe... has been taken down."

He informed Lord Feng of the entire matter related to Qi Yuan’s posting.

Upon hearing this, Lord Feng remained silent for a long while, his eyebrows furrowed. After a lapse of time, he said, "It seems this matter is more complicated than I imagined."

As he spoke, his thoughts were complex, and his cultivation technique was engaged.

However, not even he could discern the problem with the cultivation techniques.

That’s why, in turn, the other Yin Gods in the world would probably not take Qi Yuan’s claims seriously.

"This matter concerns Great Cataclysm and is naturally complex," responded Qi Yuan.

"This matter is hard to get people to believe, and I am afraid the initial progression of the Primeval God Trade Union... will be difficult," Lord Feng admitted frankly.

"Hmm... how to make people believe?" Qi Yuan questioned, racking his brain for a solution, but he could not think of one.

The other three members of the Divine Flower Four Emperors also gave each other puzzled looks, finding no solution either.

At this time, Qi Yuan proposed, "Let us go first and collect as many cultivation techniques as we can."

"Yes, the Sword God in Bloody Robe is right. The numerous techniques he has put forth now are enough to tempt some forces and lead them to exchange their techniques," Lord Feng agreed.

The progression of the Primeval God Trade Union might be slow, but interests move people. Thus, it would attract quite a few cultivation techniques.

"Perhaps, when I bring forth the God’s Technique in future, it’ll be a great profit," Qi Yuan mused, waiting for the advent of the God without God to present him with the God’s Technique.

Lord Feng seemed a little bemused by Qi Yuan’s casual comment. "You have God’s Technique?" he clarified.

"Yes, I do possess some, but one of them can’t be revealed. However, if there are new ones in the future, there should be no problem in divulging them. When that happens, I will put the techniques into the Primeval God Trade Union. Elder, feel free to take a look then," Qi Yuan said generously.

He did not want to manage the Primeval God Trade Union, and was happy to be a hands-off boss.

It would be fine if Lord Feng helped him manage, and he did not mind giving him a look at the techniques.

Upon hearing this, Lord Feng fell silent, lost in thought. "Humans, ah..." he mused.

He suddenly remembered the man in black who had visited him earlier today.

The man in black had used the allure of the Mythical Treasury to tempt him, hoping he would participate in the scheme against the Phoenix Palace.

It could be said that the Mythical Treasury had sparked a bloody storm in the Fengtian Domain.

The Yin Gods so coveted the Mythical Treasury primarily because it contained a top-tier celestial-level cultivation technique and some spiritual medicine.

Now, upon hearing that Qi Yuan could offer God’s Technique, Lord Feng had mixed feelings.

After all, compared to the God’s technique mentioned in legends, the celestial technique... could not amount to much.

If Qi Yuan indeed had the God’s Technique, the Primeval God Trade Union would surely become famous in all regions of the Vast Wave Realm in an instant.

After all, that was the God’s Technique, a technique unparalleled in the Vast Wave Realm. Though there might be one, it could only be one.

And Qi Yuan had it.