Chapter 109: The Hundred-Day Plan to Annihilate Guangming Palace

Chapter 109: The Hundred-Day Plan to Annihilate Guangming Palace

"Governor, Governor!"

Below the city walls, a cultivator rushed forward, his face filled with excitement.

Dong Long gazed into the vast desert, and the news from afar only stirred ripples in his heart.

He pondered how to deal with Wu Tong with the forces of Kalan City.

Wu Tong had nearly a hundred Nation Guardians under his command, an intimidating force that Kalan City would struggle to counter.

If the Governor of No Return City had killed some Nation Guardians before leaving, it would have been ideal.

About ten breaths later, sensing that the cultivator sent from No Return City had reached the walls, Dong Long slowly asked, "Did the Governor of No Return City kill any Nation Guardians?"

The cultivator, who had been about to report, had to swallow his prepared words. Instead, he excitedly replied, "Yes!"

Dong Long was not surprised by this.

Given the Governor's strength, killing a few Nation Guardians was not an issue.

"Killed..." Dong Long was about to ask how many were killed, but he thought it would make him seem too self-serving. So, he asked, "Did the Governor of No Return City escape from No Return City?"

The cultivator blinked upon hearing this.

He felt that today's Governor was being overly talkative. Why couldn't he just let him report properly? But with the Governor's higher rank, he couldn't be too forward.

"He didn't escape!" the cultivator answered truthfully.

The Governor of No Return City didn't escape; he was sitting right on the city walls!

"What?" Dong Long was startled by this news, and tears of joy almost fell from his eyes. "The Governor of No Return City... is so terrifying!"

The soldiers on the scene were all moved by this news. Some roared to the sky, while others clenched their fists.

"No Return City may be destroyed, but the Governor of No Return City lives on in our hearts!"

"Even if Wu Tong is strong, he'll have to step over my corpse!"

Damn! The messenger cultivator wanted to slap Dong Long, but he couldn't.

However, he gathered his courage and spoke up, "Everyone, please listen to me. The Governor of No Return City is not dead!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

The eyes of the ten or so Nation Guardians fell on the cultivator. He felt immense pressure.

"The Governor of No Return City is not dead, did he surrender?"

"Damn!"

The cultivator looked at this group of important figures, feeling speechless: "This... can you all not interrupt and let me speak?"

Silence.

Silence.

A moment of silence filled the scene.

Seeing this, Dong Long's eyes remained calm. "Everyone, stay calm and let him speak."

The cultivator heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He quickly continued.

"Not only is the Governor of No Return City not dead, but he single-handedly destroyed Wu Tong's army of demons! With his sword, he annihilated Wu Tong's demonic army. Wu Tong died in battle, no, not a single demon in the invading army survived!" The cultivator held his breath and blurted it all out.

After speaking, he felt relieved, and then a bit uneasy.

At this moment, everyone present fell into complete silence, finding it hard to believe their ears.

Dong Long looked at the cultivator, his gaze steady.

"What you say is true, and I dare not deceive. If I do, may I be struck by lightning!" The cultivator spoke boldly.

However, at this moment, no one in Galan City paid attention to his slip-up.

Everyone's faces showed disbelief.

The Governor of No Return City single-handedly destroyed Wu Tong's army?

This was like a myth! Even Earth Myth, facing Wu Tong's army, would only meet death.

But not only did the Governor of No Return City not die, but he also eliminated the enemy!

Unbelievable, unimaginable, like a dream.

"Haha, Wu Tong is dead!" Dong Long couldn't help but laugh. "The Governor of No Return City is so terrifying!"

Dong Long laughed, waving his arms. He pushed down a large portion of the wall, and he tumbled down from the city wall.

A Nation Guardian, happy and laughing, crashed into the wall and fell.

The other Nation Guardians, seeing this, also burst into laughter.

Only the messenger cultivator felt a bit worried, but seeing everyone laughing, he joined in.

...

In No Return City, Qi Yuan sat atop the city wall.

"A Supreme Being's Origin Strike..."

Qi Yuan's eyes revealed deep contemplation.

"Is a Supreme Being targeting me... or someone else?"

He glanced at No Return City.

The empty No Return City had only Yuan Qi sweeping leaves, with no one else around.

"The current me... facing a Supreme Being is still somewhat weak." Qi Yuan sighed.

"Wu Tong is dead, and Yuzhou will have a period of vacancy. Let's take this opportunity to sweep through Yuzhou and eliminate the demons."

Qi Yuan made a decision in his heart.

Now, with his strength, he could protect himself, even facing a large-scale demon siege, he remained unafraid.

It was time for him to go and clear the demons near No Return City, enhancing his strength.

Quickly reaching level 120, then going for the third Origin Enlightenment.

Qi Yuan didn't know how many years it had been since the last Origin Enlightenment for Jin San Que.

He also didn't know if he could meet Jin San Que again or where she might be.

"If she's alive, where is she?" Qi Yuan looked up at the vast desert.

...

Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.

Yuzhou underwent tremendous changes.

The Governor of No Return City was like a divine being, frequently charging into the demon armies.

Every few days, countless demonic hordes would fall to the hands of the Town Guardian of Wuguicheng.

In the other cities of Yuzhou, rumors spread that every so often, someone would claim to have seen a terrifying blood-red giant shadow slaughtering hordes of demons in the desert.

From a distance, it was awe-inspiring.

The Town Guardian of Wuguicheng was like an immortal demon, never tiring, never injured, single-handedly eradicating the demonic forces in Yuzhou.

Galen City had not seen a demon siege in over a year.

During the last demon siege, the City Guardian of Galen, who was about to stretch his muscles, hadn't even taken action when a sword flew in from the sky, slaying the demons.

At that moment, outside Wuguicheng, a twelve-zhang tall, terrifying blood-red figure stood.

Qiyuan stood amidst the yellow sand, emanating a dense aura of killing intent.

If anyone from the Bright Palace saw Qiyuan, they would surely consider him a demonic cultivator and try to kill him.

Qiyuan drew his broken sword and stabbed it into the yellow sand.

He looked down at Yuan Qi and said slowly, "I will be leaving Wuguicheng. It might be a few months, or it might be a hundred years."

Qiyuan made all the necessary preparations and was about to log off to check things out.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qi's heart tightened, and he almost shivered as he gritted his teeth, "I'll help you look after Wuguicheng!"

The closer he got to Qiyuan, the greater his fear became.

Especially after Qiyuan slaughtered the demons, he felt like he was facing not a cultivator, but a demonic force.

Over the years, Yuan Qi had watched Qiyuan grow stronger step by step.

He guessed that Qiyuan must have cultivated some secret technique to enhance his strength in order to slay the demons.

The Town Guardian had sacrificed too much for Wuguicheng, and everyone feared him. How could he leave?

For so many years, he had been in Wuguicheng, witnessing what Qiyuan was facing.

To guard a city alone, it seemed carefree, but it was also very tiring.

"This sword can slay demons. If there are too many demons, I'm too far away to help," Qiyuan said.

"If there are other NPCs from other cities, tell them not to get close, lest they get hurt." Qiyuan gave another instruction.

With the surrounding demons cleared out, Wuguicheng was demon-free for the time being.

It was time for him to log off too.

After all, the mental fatigue from the game was real.

"Yes, Master!" Yuan Qi was like a loyal servant.

The once-spirited young general was now in his middle age, with the traces of wind and frost etched on his face.

After Qiyuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

He hugged Xiao Jia, found a secluded spot, dug a pit, and just like before, buried himself with Xiao Jia.

"What a nuisance!"

"So many bones, they must be from Wu Tong's group?"

"No, it's too embarrassing to dig another pit for their bones!"

"What a nuisance!"

...

Shenguangzong, Qiyuan woke up from the game.

A day in the real world, ten years in the game.

In the game, he had been slaying left and right, but in reality, only two days had passed.

"Mid-Foundation Establishment?" Sensing his cultivation, Qiyuan was delighted.

"As expected, leveling up in the game is faster. If I were to cultivate in the real world, it would take at least a few years."

Qiyuan was feeling smug.

"With my current strength, I should be able to instantly kill a Mid-Divine Infant, right?"

Qiyuan sensed his power, feeling quite satisfied.

But when he thought of the Bright Palace's plan for the Hundred Nations War, he still felt a great burden.

"Nonsense Bright Palace, there's a damaged Yin Deity artifact that can unleash a Yin Deity strike."

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"At my current level... am I too far from the Yin Deity?"

Qiyuan could now instantly kill a Mid-Divine Infant, unafraid of even a Late-Divine Infant.

However, when facing a Purple Mansion cultivator, the gap was still too great.

"Master, you're awake?"

Just then, a clear and ethereal voice drifted over, belonging to Jiang Lingsu.

"Yes, what's the matter, Junior Sister?" Qiyuan cast a cleansing spell on himself and stepped out of his wooden house.

Jiang Lingsu walked out of her house, her fair and jade-like face carrying a hint of melancholy.

Wearing a long green skirt embroidered with orchids, her slender figure was accentuated by the slightly loose skirt, revealing her graceful curves.

When she saw Jiang Lingsu, a fleeting image flashed through Qiyuan's mind, an image influenced by the demonic source in the game.

He looked at Jiang Lingsu's legs, hidden under her skirt, even her white ankles were not visible.

He had never seen Junior Sister's legs before, and the image that appeared in his mind must have been false.

"Master, what's wrong?" Jiang Lingsu seemed to notice Qiyuan's odd behavior and asked.

"Nothing, Junior Sister. You came to me in such a hurry, has something big happened?" Qiyuan asked, pushing aside the strange image in his mind.

"It's not a big deal, but it's not small either.

Just a couple of days ago, the Bright Palace came and disrupted the coronation ceremony of Dongxian.

"They demand that within seven days, we hand over Master Kang Fulu and you, Master Qiyuan."

"Otherwise, during the Hundred Nations War, the Bright Palace will label us as demonic cultivators!" Jiang Lingsu said, her words carrying anger.

"They won't hand me over to the Bright Palace, will they?" Qiyuan grasped the key point.

Jiang Lingsu gave Qiyuan a glance, her eyes filled with charm, "Master, what are you thinking? The Bright Palace is our Shenguangzong. How could they hand you over?"

These messages, the Bright Palace might have heard, or they might not have, but they simply didn't care.

After all, this was the Bright Palace's arrogance.

Hearing this, Qiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still deeply worried, "This means the Bright Palace has already written down my name in their little book?"

They had specifically named him to be handed over.

"Yes," Jiang Lingsu licked her lips, "Master, are you afraid? If you are, you can go up the mountain and beg our Master. I think with our Master's strength, we might be able to smooth things over with the Bright Palace."

(End of Chapter)

"Jiang Lingsu still wonders if Ruan Yixi is the person she's looking for. Or rather, someone else."

Qi Yuan looked up at the Seven-Colored Peak, the palace hidden within the mist, its true form obscured.

"Master, I deeply yearn for it too, but I can't climb the mountain!" Qi Yuan sighed, thinking of Bright Palace, his teeth clenched. "That Bright Palace is truly despicable. I'm magnanimous, yet they haven't even recorded it in their little book. But instead, they've recorded me.

"No, I must also record them in my little book, observing day and night, remembering this humiliation!"

As Qi Yuan spoke, he took out a book from his storage bag and wrote down Bright Palace.

Jiang Lingsu was no longer surprised by this, "Writing it down is useless, it won't curse them."

Qi Yuan, let me tell you some gossip. Behind Da Shang, there's our Divine Light Sect, naturally unwilling to hand you over to Kang Fulu. But besides our sect, there are other sects in Da Shang."

Their ideas are different from ours.

I heard that... these past few days, some Demon Desire Sect cultivators went to find that Divine Infant cultivator from Bright Palace to form a connection. You have to be careful."

"Does the Demon Desire Sect want to rebel?" Qi Yuan was shocked.

He remembered that the Sect Master was a spy from the Demon Desire Sect.

Thinking of this, he felt unsafe staying on the mountain.

What if I'm sold out?" He wouldn't entrust his safety to someone else's mercy.

Qi Yuan was worried. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, "Senior Sister, if I kill the messenger from Bright Palace, won't Da Shang refuse to hand me over?"

"Don't be reckless. That messenger from Bright Palace is a Divine Infant cultivator, possessing divine abilities!"

It's not something a small Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator like you can handle." Jiang Lingsu emphasized the last four words.

"Don't worry about that. Just tell me if what I said makes sense or not?"

Jiang Lingsu thought for a moment and felt that it did make sense.

If the messenger from Bright Palace is killed, who cares about handing over Qi Yuan and Kang Fulu.

But who would do such a thing?

This thought process is too abnormal.

It's like... like... Jiang Lingsu felt her thoughts couldn't keep up, unable to describe it.

"It makes sense, but this will offend Bright Palace." Jiang Lingsu said.

"Okay, as long as it makes sense." Qi Yuan muttered, bidding farewell to his senior sister, and returned to his wooden house.

His expression was solemn, looking as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Bright Palace had put immense pressure on him.

He was plotting countermeasures, devising a perfect plan.

About a quarter of an hour later, a grand plan finally took shape.

Qi Yuan was very proud.

He entered the Divine Flower Society's chat group and shared his plan.

"Everyone, to counter Bright Palace's threat, I've formulated a grand plan. You are all big shots, help me see if there's anything to improve, or even fund me a little."

Not long after, someone in the group spoke up.

The first to speak was the most active one, the Rogue Venerable.

"The Origin Venerable is indeed worthy of being a Venerable, already planning to overthrow Bright Palace!

Let me see, how's this plan."

Rogue Venerable opened Qi Yuan's uploaded plan.

A few large characters caught his eye.

《Hundred-Day Plan to Overthrow Bright Palace》

Simple and straightforward.

Rogue Venerable was a bit stunned.

But he still clicked on it.

Seeing the content, he couldn't hold back his shock.

First Day: Assassinate Bright Palace's Divine Infant messenger and kill him! Difficulty: One Star.

Second to Fourth Day: Perfect a cultivation technique from Foundation Establishment Mid-stage to Late-stage. Difficulty: Two Stars.

Fifth to Seventh Day: Cultivate from Foundation Establishment Mid-stage to Late-stage. Difficulty: One Star.

Eighth to Twentieth Day: Condense at least a Celestial-grade Golden Pill. Difficulty: Three Stars.

...

"Cough, cough... Origin Venerable, your plan is quite unique." Rogue Venerable couldn't find a suitable adjective.

Damn!

Is breaking through like drinking water? Crossing a cultivation stage in a few days?

Even if your father is the Heavenly Dao, it's impossible!

And condense a Celestial-grade pill, that's too exaggerated.

"This plan I've been brewing for a long time, and I even perfected the details, adding completion difficulties, it's truly seamless." Qi Yuan was very proud.

Rogue Venerable heard this and couldn't find the right words.

What the hell is seamless?

Just add a completion difficulty? He really wanted to say, this is a pipe dream!

At this moment, Ice Mountain Tyrantess also spoke up in the group.

"Wow, let me see how the Origin Venerable's plan is!"

Rogue Venerable saw Ice Mountain Tyrantess appear and felt a bit pleased, but he didn't want to criticize Origin Venerable. However, Ice Mountain Tyrantess, after seeing the plan, would definitely scoff at it.

After a dozen breaths, Ice Mountain Tyrantess spoke again in the chat, "This Hundred-Day Plan is simple and direct, with a clear goal, grand and atmospheric. I approve! What I admire most is that Origin Venerable even thoughtfully added what to do each period, and the difficulty level, it's too detailed!"

"That's also the part I'm most proud of." Ice Mountain Tyrantess praised the part he worked hardest on, and Qi Yuan was very proud.

His shining point was discovered by others.

Rogue Venerable: "..."

"Anyone willing to support my plan, after I overthrow Bright Palace, I'll be eternally grateful!

Especially for cultivation techniques, I want to perfect my technique to Foundation Establishment Late-stage, or even the Golden Pill stage!" Qi Yuan started crowdfunding in the group.

"Origin Venerable, I'm willing to support with... one spirit stone." Rogue Venerable said weakly.

"I have many cultivation techniques, just right for killing a few brats. I got five Profound Level techniques, and even one Profound Level High-grade technique, I'll pass it to you." Ice Mountain Tyrantess said domineeringly.

Hearing Ice Mountain Tyrantess's words, Qi Yuan almost teared up.

There are still so many good people in this world!

...

End of Chapter.

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