Chapter 432: Stay Away from Qi Yuan, or Misfortune Awaits

Chapter 432: Stay Away from Qi Yuan, or Misfortune Awaits

Bingjian's tone was laced with bitterness, his resentment palpable.

Once, he was the first Celestial Talent of the Dark Demon Abyss.

After Hei Jian's arrival, he became the second.

Hei Jian possessed exceptional talent and had even attained the realm of a Yangshen Grand Deity.

Bingjian acknowledged his inferiority.

But...what was the deal with the Blood Cloak?

Its sudden appearance was one thing, but Ziyuan Tian's Heavenly Ancestor directly bestowed upon him...the Black Demon Ancestor Blood.

How could Bingjian maintain his composure in the face of this?

The surrounding Celestial Talents, upon hearing Bingjian's complaints, wore complex expressions.

"If Senior Brother Hei Jian obtained the Black Demon Ancestor Blood, we would accept it without question," one of them said.

"For someone who has only recently entered the Dark Demon Abyss, not even a year ago, to be qualified to receive the Black Demon Ancestor Blood is truly..." another added, leaving the sentence unfinished.

The Celestial Talents in the vicinity discussed the matter animatedly.

Bingjian's face darkened, and the cold aura around him intensified.

He even considered questioning his own Heavenly Ancestor about why he wasn't given the Black Demon Ancestor Blood.

Of course, it was just a fleeting thought.

The Heavenly Ancestor was, after all, a powerhouse of the Great Supreme Enlightenment Realm.

Meeting him face-to-face was no easy feat, let alone daring to make demands of him.

After all, he wasn't like Ziyuan Daxue, who was a direct descendant of the Ziyuan Tian Heavenly Ancestor.

Just then, Ziyuan Xiaolu and Qi Yuan's figures appeared amidst the crowd.

Instantly, countless gazes landed on Ziyuan Xiaolu and Qi Yuan.

Confusion, envy, jealousy, desire...

All kinds of emotions were reflected in those eyes.

Noticing this, Qi Yuan secretly sent a message to Ziyuan Xiaolu, "There are too many men and women in the Dark Demon Abyss who are too forward. We're both dressed conservatively, not revealing at all, yet so many people are staring at us!"

Ziyuan Xiaolu's toes curled tightly, her hands clenched the corners of her clothes, and her face turned slightly red.

She really wanted to tell Qi Yuan that they were staring at him, not her.

"Stop looking at that girl, haven't you seen that Ziyuan Xiaolu is blushing and clutching her hands?"

"Don't look at me either, I have social anxiety. If I get angry, I'll sneeze on your face!"

"If you keep this up, I'll report you for voyeurism and harassment!"

In the end, the courageous Qi Yuan stepped forward, overcoming his social anxiety. He glared at the crowd, unafraid of their judgment.

Hearing this, the surrounding Celestial Talents were perplexed.

They didn't quite understand Qi Yuan's words.

At that moment, Ziyuan Daxue burst into laughter, "If you want to look, look at An Xunlu. She's wearing less!"

An Xunlu's expression remained unchanged. To her, her body was just a smelly flesh bag.

"Clothing freedom, no matter how An Xunlu dresses, we shouldn't stare at her!" Qi Yuan said.

"Hmph, you talked about freedom of speech last time, why are you trying to silence me now?" Ziyuan Daxue said triumphantly.

These words left Qi Yuan speechless once again.

He felt like his entire worldview had collapsed.

Whenever he conversed with Niu Jiao Sister, she always found flaws in his arguments.

With Qi Yuan's intelligence, refuting her would be easy.

But Qi Yuan, being socially anxious and introverted, didn't dare to speak up loudly or argue. It was normal for him to feel hesitant.

Most importantly...he was too lazy to think.

It was easier to convince someone with a punch than with words.

So, at that moment, Qi Yuan stood there, speechless.

He reflected on himself, realizing he still had many shortcomings. His words often had loopholes...how could he fix this inconsistency?

"This won't do, I need to comprehend a Supreme Principle to patch up this weakness!"

"In the future, when facing Niu Jiao Sister...I'll win without even having to think!"

Qi Yuan thought seriously.

He'd wait until the Supreme Principle Dao Discussion Conference to think.

He'd use his brain only when it was necessary.

Otherwise, constantly thinking would be exhausting, and he needed to take care of himself.

Just then, Bingjian's gaze, as sharp as a blade, fell upon Qi Yuan, as if trying to see through him, questioning his worthiness of the Heavenly Ancestor's favor.

But at that moment, a majestic voice echoed from the heavens.

"Silence!"

"Listen!"

The Black Demon Sky transformed, turning pitch black.

On the mountain peak, a white-robed man appeared, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his face like a jade crown, and his demeanor graceful.

In stark contrast to the overall gloomy atmosphere of the Black Demon Sky, this man was all in white, like a warm light in the darkness.

"Paying respects to Senior Brother Hei Jian!"

All the Celestial Talents, including Bingjian, bowed their heads, gazing at the man on the peak with admiration and reverence.

Qi Yuan, accustomed to acting, also gave a slight bow.

"Today, I shall be your teacher."

Hei Jian sat atop the peak, his extraordinary aura resembling an immortal transcending the mundane world.

An Xunlu looked towards Hei Jian, her eyes filled with admiration and reverence.

The other Celestial Talents, as rebellious as they were, faced Hei Jian with awe.

This awe stemmed from two reasons: first, Hei Jian's formidable strength as a Yangshen Grand Deity; second, his exceptional talent, even surpassing the nine elders of the Dark Demon Sky.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Nearly a thousand Celestial Talents voiced their gratitude in unison, sitting by the side.

The previous disputes and intricate thoughts seemed to fade away with the arrival of the Black Sword.

"Today's lesson is on Yangshen," the Black Sword spoke with refined elegance, like a gentle spring breeze.

Qi Yuan sat beside Ziyuan Xiaolu, his mind wandering. He whispered through a secret transmission:

"This is a bit beyond the curriculum. I'd rather hear about Yinshen."

Qi Yuan was only at the Purple Mansion stage, equivalent to a middle schooler on Blue Star. Listening to university-level math was indeed beyond his current scope.

Ziyuan Xiaolu secretly whispered back, "Senior Brother, with your exceptional talent, you don't need to heed his teachings."

Her gaze turned to Qi Yuan, filled with admiration.

"I'm not one to be complacent. I want to open my mind and listen to others' opinions," Qi Yuan said.

"Senior Brother, I also have doubts on the path of cultivation. In your free time, could you offer some guidance?" Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked her eyes expectantly.

"Sure," Qi Yuan readily agreed.

Teaching cultivation? Anyone could do that.

Moreover, Qi Yuan had many clever ideas and insights.

"Thank you, Senior Brother," Ziyuan Xiaolu smiled adorably.

At this moment, the Black Sword began his lecture.

"In the Star Realm, without stars, the heavens and earth are dark, and Yin prevails.

The ancient mighty ones, in their strange lands and the universe, found enlightenment and emulated the stars, establishing the Divine Throne, and refining the star's shadow to illuminate the heavens. Thus, the world gained Yang..."

"The path to Yangshen requires capturing the ultimate Yang Qi of heaven and earth, merging it with oneself to forge an immortal, indestructible soul."

The Black Sword's teachings were the purest essence of Yangshen from the Sixth Heaven.

To become a Yangshen, one must capture and refine the star's shadow to illuminate the heavens.

For these Heavenshots, the most challenging part is capturing and refining the star's shadow.

Capturing the star's shadow requires harnessing the ultimate Yang light from beyond the heavens.

The Sixth Heaven's ultimate Yang light has been nearly depleted, with only a few powerful factions still preserving it.

Alternatively, in strange lands, one might encounter the ultimate light.

Next, the Black Sword explained how to capture the ultimate light, where it could be found, and how to make it easier to capture.

The Heavenshots listened intently, captivated by the lecture.

Qi Yuan, however, had a doubtful expression.

"Today's lesson is over. If you have any doubts, feel free to ask," the Black Sword said with elegance, wearing a white robe, transcending the mundane.

Many Heavenshots immediately asked questions, and the Black Sword answered each one meticulously, without any arrogance of a Yangshen.

At this moment, Qi Yuan suddenly stood up and asked, "Is there another way to approach Yangshen?"

Everyone's gaze fell on Qi Yuan, with a mix of surprise and confusion.

After all, while the Ice Sword might not fully respect the Blood Robe, the deep admiration of the Ziyuan Heavenly Ancestor for the Blood Robe indicated that its talent might only be second to the Black Sword.

Qi Yuan's question might offer a unique insight.

They listened intently, curious to see if there would be any insights from this exchange between these Heavenshots.

"I have a bold idea. Capturing the ultimate Yang light is too slow. Why not go to the source and capture a star from another universe to refine it! Wouldn't that make a Yangshen even more powerful?"

As Qi Yuan voiced his doubt, the Heavenshots' gazes towards him became strained.

They had initially thought that the Blood Robe would speak grandly. But now...

Were his words too far-fetched?

Even without considering going to another universe to find a real star, could they even refine a real star?

Yangshen are powerful, capable of destroying a star with a single strike.

But they were only Yinshen, capable of destroying a country.

The gap was too vast.

Qi Yuan's words carried a unique beauty.

To earn a monthly income of two hundred thousand, one must first deposit sixty million in the bank.

"The path to Yangshen originates from the ancient mighty ones, and there might be other methods, but one must be cautious. The power of the stars is not something a Yinshen can refine. A slight mistake could lead to the destruction of the soul," the Black Sword replied simply, not avoiding the question despite its far-fetched nature.

The Black Sword's answer was straightforward, acknowledging a possibility but also the danger, not recommending it.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan also felt it was a reasonable logic.

Yinshen was too weak to even refine a star.

Refining a star was like trying to eat a fart!

So, the path to Yangshen required capturing the ultimate Yang light, refining it into the star's shadow.

But at this moment, Qi Yuan's mind flashed with brilliance, and his face paled.

Ziyuan Xiaolu immediately grew tense: "What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"I think I'm going to die."

Qi Yuan was deeply concerned.

Because he had just refined the real sun and turned it into a Golden Core.

According to common logic, was he already dead? After all, a Yinshen refining a star would die.

The path to Yangshen required capturing the ultimate Yang light.

His path was wrong.

Was he already dead? Was all of this just his dying fantasy?

(End of Chapter)

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?" Ziyuan Xiaolu asked with a hint of concern.

"Let me pinch your face, Senior Brother," Qi Yuan said, his face turning dark.

"Huh?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was puzzled but obediently brought her face closer.

Qi Yuan pinched her gently and asked seriously, "Does it hurt?"

"N-no... It doesn't hurt," Ziyuan Xiaolu replied shyly.

She couldn't let him know it hurt, or he might blame himself.

"It doesn't hurt? Does that mean it's all fake, and I've been imagining things?" Qi Yuan's mental state was on the verge of collapse.

He never dared to pinch himself hard enough to feel pain.

Ziyuan Xiaolu, standing nearby, noticed Qi Yuan's behavior and felt a sense of urgency. She didn't know what was happening: "It hurts... I get it now!"

She couldn't hide it anymore.

Facing Blood Robe Senior Brother, she decided it was best to be straightforward.

"Does it hurt?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up. "So it wasn't my imagination, but..."

He was puzzled again.

Why hadn't he died?

Don't Yin Gods die when they refine stars?

Suddenly, he realized something and understood.

"Yin Gods die when they swallow stars, but I'm just at the Foundation Establishment stage!"

That's right!

During his Foundation Establishment, he refined the sun into a Golden Core and swallowed a star.

So, there was no issue.

It was all in his head.

Qi Yuan realized this and felt a sense of relief, as if he had narrowly escaped death.

This also reminded him of his recent conversation with Ziyuan Daxue.

His cultivation had a flaw, a significant problem!

He must attain enlightenment and perfect this flaw.

At this moment, Hei Jian looked at Qi Yuan with surprise: "Blood Robe, you're acting strangely. Is something wrong?"

After Qi Yuan's earlier behavior, he had attracted attention with his nervous manner.

Qi Yuan felt embarrassed.

He couldn't very well say that he had almost scared himself to death, could he?

Suddenly, he had a moment of inspiration: "Hei Jian, Senior Brother, I want to report something!"

Although Qi Yuan disliked people who reported others, he supported doing so openly and honestly.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan felt mentally exhausted.

His words left the young geniuses in the room puzzled.

This Blood Robe person was even more like someone from Ziyuan Heaven than the people from Ziyuan Heaven themselves!

"What are you reporting?" Hei Jian asked.

"I'm reporting An Xun Lu," Qi Yuan said seriously. "She's causing discord and saying I can't surpass Hei Jian. She even claims I see you as a target."

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.

An Xun Lu, not far away, widened her eyes in disbelief.

The other young geniuses also managed to suppress their laughter.

These words sounded like something An Xun Lu would say.

Bing Jian, sitting nearby, also recalled similar words An Xun Lu had said to him.

At that time, he had been furious but felt helpless.

Now, seeing Blood Robe like this, he didn't know why, but he felt a sense of satisfaction.

At the same time, his gaze toward Qi Yuan also became more cautious.

He had been thinking of challenging Blood Robe to prove that he was the top person under Hei Jian.

But now, seeing Blood Robe's shameless behavior, how could he dare to challenge him?

If he said something inappropriate during the challenge, wouldn't this fellow exaggerate it and spread it around, making it seem like Bing Jian was also shameless?

Stay away from Blood Robe, or you'll be unlucky.

Bing Jian had this thought.

Keep your distance from Blood Robe from now on!

The other young geniuses also looked at Blood Robe with disdain.

This person was speaking the truth!

Initially, there were rumors that Blood Robe claimed Hei Jian's ancestor was his grandfather, but they didn't believe it.

Now... they did.

"Blood Robe, don't you dare lie!" An Xun Lu was furious, her chest heaving.

"I'm not lying," Qi Yuan said as he took out the recording stone. "I have evidence."

"Hei Jian, this An Xun Lu is a schemer. She's causing discord, so stay away from her."

Don't let her swindle your money and seduce you. Be cautious, young man."

Qi Yuan had a strong sense of morality and exposed the truth.

"Hei Jian, brother, I'm not lying!" An Xun Lu's eyes filled with tears.

Hei Jian stood tall, his expression calm.

Qi Yuan continued, "A scheming woman, exposed for her lies, and now she's playing the victim? I declare that I've never seen Hei Jian as a target for comparison, nor is he someone I aim to surpass."

An Xun Lu's gaze was sharp as a sword. She gritted her teeth.

"You're afraid to compare yourself with Hei Jian, brother!"

"So many people spreading rumors!" Qi Yuan said lazily.

"Wait until Hei Jian attains the Great Supreme Enlightenment, then ask me to surpass him. Right now... he's not qualified!"

Qi Yuan's voice was calm, but at this moment, it stirred up a storm of emotions among the listeners.

PS: Thanks to Lin Sheng Jun for the generous reward!

(End)

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