The Golden Core's Celestial Secrets Chapter 387: My Senior Brother is Incredibly Amazing! - Novel Cool

Chapter 387: My Senior Brother is Incredibly Amazing!

Chapter 387: My Senior Brother is Incredibly Amazing!

Wine Sage lay half-reclined on the ground, his unkempt appearance exuding the transcendence of a cultivator.

In the hall, all cultivators held their breath, witnessing this scene with horrified expressions.

Wine Sage, what a bold move!

Everyone knew that Blood Robe Sword Immortal was rumored to be the most terrifying powerhouse who loved annihilating entire clans.

Could it be that he truly had something to rely on?

Qi Yuan looked at Wine Sage, his expression filled with doubt. "Could it be that you can also sing the song of 'Courage'?"

As his words fell, Qi Yuan directly extended a finger towards Wine Sage.

The cultivators in the hall tensed up, sensing an impending fight. Was Blood Robe Sword Immortal testing him? Many cultivators retreated, some even fleeing, fearing collateral damage.

Qi Yuan casually wrapped an arm around his junior sister, Jiang Ling Su, and his finger gently pressed towards Wine Sage.

Wine Sage remained half-reclined, gazing at Qi Yuan's finger with a leisurely expression. "Young man, you still haven't changed your bad habits. The body and divine soul are mere external objects; the true strength lies in the divine domain. Who still punches these days?"

Wine Sage smirked, his powerful divine domain suddenly enveloping the space.

He was about to teach this arrogant, clueless kid a lesson.

He had encountered too many like this.

Sudden breakthroughs, rapid advancements, and they thought they were the chosen ones of fate, oblivious to the vast world beyond.

Little did they know, there's always someone stronger out there!

The divine domain suddenly expanded, and a wine gourd materialized out of thin air.

Surrounded by immortal aura, purple and green energies swirled as a river of wine descended from the sky, disappearing into the dust.

It was like the embodiment of the Dao, a scene from a celestial realm.

"With this gourd of wine, I can annihilate Helan Continent!" Wine Sage roared with laughter. "Young man, let me teach you the first lesson of entering the ranks of the strong!"

The divine domain rapidly spread and expanded.

Wine Sage remained half-reclined, but his body seemed to tower above, exuding a majestic aura.

"The divine domain is the foundation of power. I'll take that finger of yours!"

The divine domain surged towards Qi Yuan, enveloping him.

Qi Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Jiang Ling Su, his junior sister, and said calmly, "Junior sister, this is how you squish an ant."

His hand reached forward, piercing through the river of wine.

It seemed as if the divine domain had no defenses, allowing his finger to penetrate effortlessly.

Wine Sage was taken aback, his eyes narrowing. "There's a trick here. Is he refining the divine domain into his body? But... that's all it is!"

"Watch my divine domain at sixty percent!"

"Not bad, young man. You've got some tricks, but I haven't even gone all out yet!"

"Give me seventy percent... a hundred percent!"

"Ah... something's not right, you're not right!"

Wine Sage kept talking, his expression shifting from previous disdain to sheer terror.

That finger seemed impervious to his divine domain.

His powerful divine domain easily trapped a Great Venerable, but it couldn't harm that finger.

That finger seemed like the only one in the world.

It was like the finger of a divine being, eradicating all life.

At this moment, Wine Sage suddenly felt like an ant under the finger of a human.

He couldn't resist, nor did he have the ability to resist.

He was truly panicking.

"Wait, you can't kill me!"

"Without me, you'll surely perish before the next great calamity!"

At this moment, he dropped the act.

He showed his hand.

He had something to rely on, something that prevented Blood Robe Sword Immortal from killing him.

Unfortunately, his voice, his pleas, Qi Yuan didn't hear a word.

A single finger, and a powerful enemy was erased.

The cultivators in the hall trembled.

They felt that finger was ordinary, but Wine Sage's divine domain gave them an overwhelming sense of power, capable of flooding Helan Continent.

Yet, he died at the hands of Blood Robe Sword Immortal.

Clearly, the Blood Robe Sword Immortal is the true Heaven!

Jiang Ling Su blinked her eyes, feeling secretly delighted in her heart.

She had long suspected the identity of her eldest brother.

However, she never took the initiative to confirm it.

If Eldest Brother didn’t say anything, then... she would pretend not to know.

After all, she was a bit afraid.

Would this Eldest Brother, a true powerhouse like the Blood Robe Sword Immortal, still recognize her as a junior sister?

Now, Eldest Brother has revealed himself to her, protecting her while slaughtering their enemies. This is a sign of his trust in her.

She could hear his heartbeat clearly, even through... well, his broad chest.

However, she still whispered softly, "Eldest Brother, why didn't you let him finish speaking? Perhaps he really had a powerful backer?"

Jiang LingSu heard the final shout of the Wine Sage. She was somewhat worried about Qi Yuan.

That Wine Sage clearly had a background and status.

Qi Yuan smiled, "Before the ant dies, more ants will come for revenge. Do you think I care?"

For the Wine Sage, Qi Yuan didn’t even bother to care.

He was just a minor clown, killed and done with.

JiangLingSu listened, her eyes shining brightly, "Eldest Brother... is so strong!"

"I am quite strong, but alas... I am also quite poor." QiYuan’s gaze fell on the pale-faced WangYun Teng, "1.05 billion Spirit Stones, hand them over!"

QiongYun Ting trembled, not daring to move an inch.

She couldn’t believe it; the one she looked down upon was actually the legendary Blood Robe Sword Immortal.

The one who effortlessly annihilated the Bright Palace and slew Yin Deity like dogs.

Even the Feng Clan, the first family of Cloud Heaven City, was eradicated by him.

"The younger generation was deceived by this scound. I thought he was truly a friend of the Sword Immortal, so I...” This proud Divine Infancy Truemonarch knelt down at this moment.

QiongYun Ting also hurriedly knelt, seemingly begging for mercy.

She was genuinely afraid.

"Whether you recognized him or were deceived, it’s none of my concern. I came here today to borrow money!" QiYuan spoke softly.

The words reverberated in the ears of all cultivators in the hall, shocking their hearts.

WangYun Teng quickly replied, "Please, Senior, give me some time. 1.05 billion Spirit Stones will certainly be handed over!"

At this moment, only abandoning their family fortune could save their lives.

Given the Blood Robe Sword Immortal’s character, the fact that he didn’t annihilate their family but instead demanded Spirit Stones made them feel fortunate.

QiYuan nodded, looking at the two with a calm expression, "You two are a perfect match, so make sure to stay locked together, and never break up."

Everyone in the hall was a bit stunned, feeling something odd about QiYuan’s words.

WangYun Teng, hearing this, was slightly dazed. Then, he pulled out a magical tool from his storage pouch—a lock.

He immediately used the lock to bind himself and QiongYun Ting together.

"Senior, rest assured. The lock is now secure and the key is gone."

QiYuan was a bit stunned at this.

These people in the cultivation world really had a flair for drama.

They were truly locked together.

"Also, remember to clean your ears, or they might not be good!" QiYuan reminded kindly again.

At this moment, QiongYun Ting, without her previous indignation, exclaimed joyfully, "I’ll do it immediately, right now!"

The meaning behind the Blood Robe Sword Immortal’s words was clear— he wouldn’t kill her.

Just then, a regretful voice suddenly sounded out, "You shouldn’t have killed the Wine sage."

Everyone immediately turned to see a woman in a yellow robe walking gracefully through the door.

Her figure was graceful, her curves beautiful.

But what caught everyone’s attention most was her face.

It was more like a piece of paper with a face drawn on it, without any features.

Seeing this woman, the cultivators present felt a chill run down their spines, fear and apprehension spreading across their faces.

"Artist, it’s you!" Jiang LingSu exclaimed in surprise.

For the woman before her was none other than the Odd Painter she had recommended to her brother.

Given the current situation, it seemed the Odd Painter and the Wine Sage actually knew each other.

Could it be... an enemy?

Jiang LingSu’s eyes immediately showed apprehension as she looked at the Odd Painter.

Though she knew the Odd Painter, she understood the gravity of the situation.

Her relationship with Eldest Brother was good, so she needed to stand united with him, facing the enemy together.

She wasn’t like some people who couldn’t distinguish relationships.

The OddPainter glanced at JiangLingSu, "I didn’t expect you to have such a fortuitous encounter after all these years. You truly live up to..."

She didn’t finish her sentence.

QiYuan looked at theOddPainter calmly, "You are the powerful artist my sister recommended. Do you have time to help me draw a picture?"

QiYuan got straight to the point.

He came here to find theoddPainter to draw a picture.

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"Oh..." Qi Yuan's expression shifted slightly. "What, do you intend to avenge him?"

The Odd Painter shook her head, "I've long severed ties with them.

I just feel that, instead of painting, you should be considering escape. After all, you've killed Jiu Fuzhi, and trouble has found you."

"Oh?" Qi Yuan's interest piqued. "What kind of trouble?"

At that moment, the Odd Painter waved her bare hand, and with a stroke, she painted a door in the air.

"This involves heavenly secrets, which cannot be disclosed. It's better to discuss this at my residence."

As the Odd Painter finished speaking, her body slipped into the door she had painted, disappearing from sight.

Jiang Ling Su looked at Qi Yuan with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"I knew I shouldn't have brought Senior Brother to meet this Odd Painter.

This painter is truly extraordinary."

"Let's go, Junior Sister. Let's go and see."

The right eye's brow didn't move, and Qi Yuan's hand embraced Jiang Ling Su's slender waist, pulling her close to him.

Jiang Ling Su's heart raced, and she didn't resist, her heart also feeling a hint of joy.

Senior Brother discussing such matters and bringing her along...

Qi Yuan, with Jiang Ling Su in his embrace, stepped into the painted door.

The door vanished along with Qi Yuan, leaving behind only a group of shocked and amazed guests.

The events of the day were truly shocking.

It was more eventful than all the major incidents of their lives combined.

At the same time, Qi Yuan, with Jiang Ling Su, descended from the air.

Jiang Ling Su also stepped out of Qi Yuan's embrace, her face slightly flushed and heart racing.

She looked around, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Here, everything was white and hazy.

As far as the eye could see, there were papers everywhere.

These papers were either hung on racks or suspended in the air.

The center was a drying area for the papers, and surrounding it were rivers of various colors—red, green, and even white, along with hues beyond human perception, flowing like paint.

At this moment, the Odd Painter sat on a small stool by a white river, seemingly painting.

"You're here?"

The Odd Painter's voice was calm.

Qi Yuan, with Jiang Ling Su, approached, "Now you can speak. I want to see how many ants there are."

The 'ants' referred to Jiu Fuzhi and his associates, and those behind him.

In response to Qi Yuan's description, the Odd Painter painted furrowed brows on her faceless paper, "You've taken it upon yourself to resist the Great Calamity. You should understand that as long as one's name is on the Mythic Stele, they become resources."

Qi Yuan nodded, "Yes."

Once one stepped into the Mythic Realm, their name would appear on the Mythic Stele, and they would be harvested by the Great Calamity, becoming resources.

"The Great Calamity only harvests those in the Mythic Realm. So, for us, as long as we don't break through to the Mythic Realm, we... won't be harvested."

But the Great Calamity wasn't that rigid. It also focused on those with extraordinary talents.

Once those pigs entered the Yin Deity Realm, they would encounter numerous fortuitous events, rapidly increasing their strength. Even if one tried to suppress their cultivation, they had no choice, and eventually, they would inexplicably enter the Mythic Realm, becoming resources."

The Odd Painter spoke, glancing at Qi Yuan.

In her eyes, the Blood Robe Sword God was that pig raised by the Great Calamity.

"There have been countless pigs like this throughout history.

They all believed their extraordinary talents and favor from Heaven made them the chosen ones, capable of resisting the Great Calamity.

Little did they know, they were just the pig kings among the pigs raised by the Great Calamity. Once they grew fat enough, they were sent to the butcher."

The Odd Painter spoke with a hint of melancholy.

Jiang Ling Su seemed to understand something as well.

She felt a bit of worry for Qi Yuan, but she knew her own strength was meager, and her experience was limited. At this moment, it was best to remain silent and not cause trouble for Senior Brother.

"How interesting, those who resist are pigs. What about you then?" Qi Yuan smiled lightly.

He had long noticed that Jiu Fuzhi, this painter, and the Bodhisattva were different from ordinary Venerables.

"We... are the pigs that escape."

The Odd Painter's eyes carried a hint of disappointment.

"Once, we were like you, full of vigor, believing ourselves to be the protagonists of heaven and earth.

But later, we witnessed the terror of the Great Calamity and the depth of its waters. We felt despair.

We couldn't even control our cultivation realm, and our strength continued to surge uncontrollably, pushing us towards the Mythic Realm!"

As she spoke, the Odd Painter painted a mocking expression on her own face.

"If you can't even control your own realm, how can you talk about resisting the Great Calamity? Fortunately, we met a noble person. She's named Jade Maiden, and she passed down a cultivation technique that can make us into an alternative mythic, free from the Mythic Stele and the Great Calamity's harvest."

The Odd Painter spoke, her voice somber.

The alternative mythic wouldn't leave their name on the Mythic Stele nor be harvested by the Great Calamity.

(End)

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