Chapter 162: The Toxic Spirit Qi

Chapter 162: The Toxic Spirit Qi

Qi Yuan's heart sank with disappointment as he failed to obtain the answers he sought.

"May I ask, how many Great Venerables are there in the Canglan Realm?" Qi Yuan eagerly inquired, his eyes fixed on the white-robed lady.

Finally encountering someone worthy of being his White Moonlight, he couldn't help but take advantage of her.

The white-robed lady's voice turned solemn, "There may be some, or there may be none."

Facing the Great Tribulation, even a Great Venerable would dare to remain hidden and not venture out.

"What's the difference between having and not having them?"

She held little hope for the future of the Canglan Realm. Only by leaving the Canglan Realm and following that path would there be a glimmer of hope.

"Why don't you come with me and leave this land of strife?" The white-robed lady persuaded again.

Given the dangers along that path, it would be challenging for her to travel alone.

Qi Yuan smiled but remained silent, indicating his stance.

The white-robed lady couldn't help but sigh, "Even a Great Venerable, when faced with the Great Tribulation, would dare to turn a blind eye. As for you..."

"Is it that terrifying?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"The Great Tribulation itself is a great terror, but what's even more terrifying is..." The white-robed lady lifted her head to gaze at the starry sky, "There are Immortal Deities above Him."

Having stayed in the Canglan Realm for nearly ten thousand years, the white-robed lady hadn't encountered a Great Venerable, but she vaguely sensed that there was undoubtedly one hidden within the Canglan Realm.

However, facing the Great Tribulation, these Great Venerables remained unmoved, choosing to hide like turtles.

Firstly, they feared the Great Tribulation, and secondly, they feared the Immortal Deities above the Great Tribulation.

Otherwise, if the Immortal Deities descended, what could the Canglan Realm use to resist them?

Qi Yuan also raised his head to gaze at the starry sky, glancing at the moon as his thoughts raced.

Suddenly, a moment of gloom turned into a bright idea.

"Hey, big shot, since you're leaving the Canglan Realm, do you have any unwanted items you'd like to clear out and sell off?"

Qi Yuan looked at the white-robed lady with anticipation.

She was, after all, a Dark Deity-level figure.

Her foundation was exceptionally profound.

It would be equivalent to a hundred thousand Broken Wolves!

No, Broken Wolves were nothing compared to her. Indeed, in this world, there were no names that could be taken for granted. Broken Wolf was just a broken and useless name, how could it compare to a Dark Deity?

The white-robed lady paused, looking at Qi Yuan, "They're all worthless items, probably useless to you."

"I'm not picky," Qi Yuan rolled up his sleeves, showing off his muscles, "I'll take anything, I'm built like a tank, and I've got meat on my bones."

The white-robed lady was left speechless. After much contemplation, she waved her jade-like hand.

A jade pendant fell into Qi Yuan's hand.

"Our meeting is fate. Take this jade pendant to the Northernmost Land and find any inn. Show it to the innkeeper, and they will do their best to fulfill your requests.

If you have the time, please take care of my sect..." The white-robed lady sighed lightly.

Compared to the matter of survival, a sect where she had stayed for nearly ten thousand years was insignificant.

She only held a sentimental attachment to her sect.

After all, once she left, there would undoubtedly be other forces coveting her sect, so it was better to give it directly to the Blood Robe Sword God.

Qi Yuan examined the jade pendant and smiled broadly, "I'll take good care of it!"

The foundation of a Dark Deity, if he absorbed it all, Qi Yuan dared not imagine the outcome.

"Farewell, fellow cultivator. We'll meet again if fate allows," the white-robed lady said, her figure slowly dissipating by the lakeside.

Qi Yuan stared at the lake, his eyes clear, "Even the Great Venerables dare not face the Great Tribulation.

Most importantly, according to what that fellow said, He will shake people, and the Immortal Deities in the heavens will come down!"

A crowd of Immortal Deities surrounding me, a mere Golden Core cultivator?"

Qi Yuan's mind immediately conjured an image.

Him, a Golden Core cultivator, battling against a sky full of Immortal Deities!

"One star might not be enough," he muttered.

"I have to find a way to shake people or stars, and see who can shake harder and stronger."

...

Back in the Invading Nation, Qi Yuan landed on the city walls.

A map of the Marauder Camp appeared in Qi Yuan's hand.

He looked at the group, feeling grateful, "As expected, big shots are generous, even when running away, they still pass on their sect's treasures to me.

Qi Yuan spoke, intentionally glancing at Jiang Ya.

It seemed like he was hinting for her to be more generous.

Jiang Ya was slightly taken aback, "What big shot?"

The Blood Robe Sword God possessed the foundation of a Dark Deity. How strong was he to be called a big shot?

A Dark Deity?

"A Dark Deity," Qi Yuan replied, as the lady hadn't asked him to keep it a secret, "She said the Great Tribulation is coming, and she's preparing to run away, leaving this place."

"Run away?" Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch's expression turned unusually cold, "You can't escape. Do you think leaving the Canglan Realm will help you avoid the Great Tribulation?"

"Oh? Why?" Qi Yuan turned to the Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch.

"Through my years of observation, I've discovered a terrifying fact," Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch said, his face growing solemn.

Qi Yuan's heart tightened.

Everyone present turned to the Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch, curiosity stirring within them.

Although the Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch had a unique personality, he was genuinely a Celestial Prodigy. Otherwise, the Heavenless Elder wouldn't have wanted to take him as a disciple.

Everyone stared at the Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch, his face grave as he spoke, "The Spirit Qi is toxic!"

Jiang Ya was momentarily stunned.

Xu Tongchen was bewildered.

"Based on my observations, anyone who uses Spirit Qi for cultivation will eventually die.

Clearly, the Spirit Qi is toxic!" Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch declared solemnly.

Jiang Ya couldn't help but argue, "Cultivators who reach the Great Venerable realm can live for an eternity, their lifespan nearly as long as the heavens.

The Great Venerables also use Spirit Qi for cultivation, so why haven't we seen them die?"

"Have you ever seen a living Great Venerable?" Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch asked, his voice carrying a hint of mystery.

Jiang Ya was momentarily speechless, "I... I haven't seen a Bright Deity either. Are you saying Bright Deities don't exist?"

The Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch looked up at the starry sky, "Who knows if they exist or not?"

Qi Yuan's heart stirred.

He wasn't sure if the Spirit Qi was truly toxic or not.

But the cultivation techniques in the Canglan Realm were definitely problematic.

After cultivation, they would become resources.

This Dazzling Wisdom True Monarch was truly a genius! Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of the Blue Planet.

On the Blue Planet, anyone who breathed oxygen would die? Wasn't that saying oxygen was toxic?

"The Great Tribulation approaches, and all life withers. Escaping won't solve the problem." The Great Sage True Monarch spoke with conviction.

"I agree with the Great Sage True Monarch. When I become stronger, I'll secretly infiltrate the Great Tribulation's lair and cut off its demonic head with one strike!" Qi Yuan said earnestly.

The Great Sage True Monarch's eyes lit up. "Senior, can I come with you? I also want to see the Great Tribulation's demonic head!"

Qi Yuan pondered, "I need someone to play the suona horn. When I behead the Great Tribulation, you can play for me!"

"Good!" The Great Sage True Monarch nodded vigorously.

Jiang Ya remained silent.

These two... they sure know how to talk big.

Without the strength of a Great Venerable, who dares to face the Great Tribulation head-on?

With only a few hundred years left until the Great Tribulation, even the Blood Robe Sword God, a Celestial Prodigy, wouldn't dare to step into the realm of a Great Venerable.

"Let's go, exterminate the Mara Clan!" Qi Yuan declared.

"Senior, I'll play the suona horn for you now, so you can get used to it!"

"Senior, I'd like to join too. Can I?" Xu Tongchen asked timidly.

His master's task was about to be snatched away! Sensing the crisis, he felt compelled to join in.

"Sure, I'd be happy to!" Qi Yuan beamed. Turning to Jiang Ya, he said, "Do you want to come along? I need someone to cheer me on!"

Jiang Ya shook her head vigorously.

Absolutely not!

...

Five days later, in a pitch-black valley, the howling winds raged.

Within the valley, towering beasts, each standing four to five meters tall, lay in deep slumber.

Their black scales reflected faint glimmers of light, creating an eerily unsettling sight in the silent night.

The entire Mara Clan was in a deep sleep.

If Qi Yuan were here, witnessing this scene, he would have to compliment them for not snoring while sleeping.

At that moment, within a cave, five terrifying figures appeared. The aura they exuded seemed out of place, as if clashing with the surrounding environment, and they were vaguely rejected by the heavens and earth.

However, the Heavenly Dao in this realm was flawed, and the rejection wasn't as severe.

"The Canglan Realm has betrayed its principles and abandoned its allies. They sent Purple Mansion Cultivators to slaughter our people indiscriminately. It's truly despicable!"

"Who will take down that Purple Mansion Cultivator?"

"Why don't we five join forces? After all, they were the ones who broke their promises first!"

"Good. After we eliminate that Purple Mansion Cultivator, we'll pacify the Moon Viewing Continent. Then, let's invade the Canglan Realm!" One of the powerful Purple Mansion Cultivators was eager to take action.

After all, in their eyes, the Canglan Realm was far stronger than the Moon Viewing Continent.

In such a world, resources would be abundant.

"Forget about it..." One of the senior Purple Mansion Cultivators spoke up, "The Canglan Realm is a deep and treacherous place. Even a Dark Deity Venerable should enter with caution, let alone us."

This senior Purple Mansion Cultivator was of the highest status among the five, as his ancestors had achieved the Dark Deity realm.

"Hmm, let's forget about the Canglan Realm for now. Let's kill that Purple Mansion Cultivator first!"

"I heard that Purple Mansion Cultivator is incredibly powerful. Should we take some time to plan?"

"With one Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator and four Mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivators, do we have anything to fear?"

The five Purple Mansion Cultivators chatted casually, reaching a consensus, and were about to take action.

However, just then, a deep voice resounded.

"I've been reading many storybooks from the Moon Viewing Continent recently, especially the tales of the Faceless Sword God slaying extradimensional demons.

I was thinking, if the Faceless Sword God hadn't grown stronger, and the extradimensional demons had directly intervened, would the Faceless Sword God have lost?"

The ground split in two, and a demon from the Mara Clan emerged from the earth, its body entirely covered in fat, resembling a mountain of meat.

Its flabby flesh hung loosely, but the scales on its back were tightly packed, giving it an indomitable appearance.

Upon seeing the newcomer, all five of them revealed expressions of awe and reverence.

"We pay our respects to the Demon Convergence Venerable!"

The newcomer was none other than a Dark Deity from the Mara Clan, the Demon Convergence Venerable.

The Demon Convergence Venerable's bloated body was repulsive to behold.

At that moment, its eyes filled with laughter. "I've been bored lately. I'll accompany you to see this so-called Blood Robe Sword God."

It was thirsty and hungry, ready to venture out for a snack.

"Why should the Venerable take action?" The Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator from the Mara Clan spoke up, "We can capture the Blood Robe Sword God and offer him to you!"

The Demon Convergence Venerable narrowed its eyes and smiled. "According to the latest stories I've read, if you go after the Blood Robe Sword God, you might end up giving him experience points.

But I'm different. If I personally take action, I'll crush his chances of growth."

The Demon Convergence Venerable spoke casually.

He was just making an excuse to go out.

"But Venerable... the Moon Emperor Dynasty's blockade..." The Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator hesitated.

"With my older brother around, the Moon Emperor Dynasty won't be able to stop us." The Demon Convergence Venerable spoke with conviction. "Once the Moon Emperor Dynasty is destroyed, the Moon Viewing Continent should change its name."

The other Purple Mansion Cultivators saw this and didn't try to dissuade them further.

...

A blood-red longsword slashed across the sky.

Accompanied by a chilling and solemn sound.

Countless blood auras and sword lights danced in the air.

Within the Mara Clan's army, countless Mara Clan members were slain by the sword lights.

The continuous army camps were shattered by a single sword strike.

Under that sword, regardless of the cultivation stage, from Foundation Establishment to Primordial Core Divine Infants, none had any chance of survival.

Qi Yuan's sword treated everyone equally.

He gazed at the devastated continent with gentle eyes.

The former battlefield was instantly transformed into a lush green landscape.

The suona horn playing became even more vigorous and inspiring.

Qi Yuan looked at the dozens of suona players behind him, a hint of regret in his eyes. "If only you were all Purple Mansion Cultivators."

Purple Mansion Cultivators playing the suona horn would create a more impressive display.

The strongest among those playing for Qi Yuan were only Divine Infants, and there were only a few of them.

The rest were mostly Second or Third Realm Cultivators.

Zhao Ci, the invader of Zhao Ci's country, was among them.

Qi Yuan had saved Zhao Ci's country, and in return, Zhao Ci joined the suona horn-playing group.

Later, as Qi Yuan's actions became more frequent, the suona horn-playing group grew in numbers.

Of course, Qi Yuan kept the group to a manageable size, as too many would hinder his journey.

Jiang Ya stood to the side, her expression complex.

Everyone else was playing the suona horn, but she wasn't, making her feel rather awkward.

Now, she felt something strange and unsettling in her heart.

If Great Sage True Monarch joined the suona horn ensemble, she could barely understand it.

Later, when they visited other realms, Blood Robe Sword God casually mentioned it, and the people of those realms, whether commoners or royalty, were all eager to sign up to join his orchestra.

It was as if joining the orchestra was considered the honor of a lifetime.

She really wanted to say something to the emperor of a powerful nation.

Why are you abandoning your throne to join a band?

She couldn't comprehend it.

That powerful emperor, after just a few glances, she could tell he was a master strategist with grand ambitions.

And this is what he chooses to do?

"Senior, what kind of bewitching soup did you feed them that even emperors come to play the suona horn for you?" During this time, Jiang Ya had figured out Qi Yuan's character, so she spoke more boldly.

"Is it unusual for an emperor to play the suona horn?

I've even seen an emperor who was a carpenter.

And in some nations, comedians are the leaders." Qi Yuan casually replied.

Now, there was less than half a month left until the time when he would fully regain control of the Heavenly Dao.

He was also getting closer and closer to the Moon Emperor Dynasty.

Oddly, he felt a sense of apprehension as he approached his homeland.

Just then, Zhao Ci stepped forward from the suona horn group, his face respectful: "Senior, we have a divine messenger from the Faceless God Sect who wishes to pay respects to you and says there's an urgent matter to discuss."

Qi Yuan heard this.

His die-hard fan?

"Let him come." Qi Yuan was always enthusiastic towards his fans.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a black embroidered robe appeared, glanced at Blood Robe Sword God, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Greetings, Senior!"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Senior, according to the information obtained by our Faceless God Sect, the Mara Clan has taken notice of you and will send five Fifth Realm Cultivators to besiege you.

Please leave this place quickly, or you might be trapped here." The divine messenger of the Faceless God Sect spoke.

At the same time, he was very curious.

For some reason, when he saw Blood Robe Sword God, this foreigner, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He had never felt this way before.

"Five Purple Mansion Cultivators? Why won't the techniques from other realms work?" Qi Yuan's eyes showed helplessness.

Otherwise, these five Purple Mansion Cultivators would be five White Moonlights.

He really wanted to kill them.

Qi Yuan reflected.

He felt that the standard for White Moonlight should be amended to include being from the Canglan Realm.

"Please hide your identity, we will send you to the Moon Emperor Dynasty through a special passage!" The divine messenger said solemnly.

To escort Blood Robe Sword God to the Moon Emperor Dynasty, the members of the Faceless God Sect outside would serve as bait, and the sacrifice might be severe.

The divine messenger knew that every member of the Faceless God Sect was fearless in the face of death and willing to fight for the Moon Viewing Continent.

"I'll go to the Moon Emperor Dynasty, you don't need to escort me." Qi Yuan didn't pay much attention to the five Purple Mansion Cultivators.

The divine messenger's heart trembled when he heard this.

This senior doesn't want to follow him?

He was anxious and wanted to persuade him further.

But he saw Blood Robe Sword God lift his head and look at the sky: "It's too late to leave now, because... they're already here."

Qi Yuan had already sensed the arrival of powerful Mara Clan members.

Unfortunately, none of them were White Moonlight who could impart techniques, and Qi Yuan's enthusiasm waned.

The blood-colored sword behind him seemed to sense the arrival of a formidable opponent and emitted a sword's cry.

The divine messenger's face turned pale: "So fast, we're done for."

How could Blood Robe Sword God defend against five Fifth Realm Cultivators?

Everyone present might die here.

However, just then, a loud voice like thunder echoed, and the divine messenger's face paled even more.

Because... he saw a Dark Deity! A legendary deity!

"Hehehe, luckily I came, otherwise, all five of you would have to send him to his death.

This one doesn't seem like an ordinary late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator!"

A fifteen-meter-tall Demon Convergence Venerable appeared, looking down at Qi Yuan with a mocking expression, like a cat watching a mouse.

The previous five Purple Mansion Cultivators looked at Qi Yuan, and a sense of awe also arose in their hearts.

They followed the Demon Convergence Venerable like small sidekicks.

At this moment, everyone present saw the Demon Convergence Venerable and felt an inexplicable fear.

It was the instinct of weak creatures in the presence of a powerful one.

Especially the divine messenger, whose face turned completely bloodless.

With the Dark Deity taking action, Blood Robe Sword God had no chance to reach the Moon Emperor Dynasty.

At this moment, Qi Yuan also observed the Dark Deity, his eyes helpless: "You, a dignified Dark Deity, are bullying my junior Golden Core Cultivator. Your face is too thick!"

"What an interesting human, your first thought upon seeing me is not to kneel and beg for mercy.

Could it be... you really have a problem in your head?"

"You're the one with the problem in your head, your entire family has problems in their heads!" Qi Yuan couldn't hold back anymore.

If the Dark Deity insulted him, he would insult him back.

The Demon Convergence Venerable didn't get angry and continued to watch Qi Yuan with interest.

The five Purple Mansion Cultivators beside him couldn't help but speak up: "Insulting a deity is a crime punishable by death!"

"Sharp-tongued, die obediently!"

Not far away, Jiang Ya watched this scene with awe and curiosity in her eyes. She wanted to know what Blood Robe Sword God's trump card was.

At this moment, Qi Yuan helplessly shrugged and snapped his fingers: "Play music, play music."

This time, they couldn't play a funeral dirge.

The Great Sage True Monarch behind him picked up the suona horn and began to play.

The people from the Moon Viewing Continent behind them seemed to be unaffected by the deity's pressure. Under the deity's gaze, a melody filled with joy and a bit of discordant music sounded.

Jiang Ya, standing nearby, remained silent.

Facing a Dark Deity... and still playing music.

This Blood Robe Sword God was truly extraordinary!

No, those musicians of the Second and Third Realms were also extraordinary!

After all, who would dare to provoke a deity like this? Even Purple Mansion Cultivators wouldn't dare.

But these people did it! She couldn't understand it!

(End of Chapter)

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