The Golden Core's Celestial Secrets Chapter 598: Yan Yuqing, Do You Like Bamboo Tune? - Novel Cool

Chapter 598: Yan Yuqing, Do You Like Bamboo Tune?

Chapter 598: Yan Yuqing, Do You Like Bamboo Tune?

The Mount Void Sect.

Located atop Mount Void, the mountain is steep and covered in lush green trees. Occasionally, figures can be seen darting around, practicing martial arts.

"San Tong, you look worried. Is it because of the sect’s... supplies running low?" A woman approached, her neatly coiled hair bun showing her excellent lightness skills.

Liu Xian'er’s expression was gentle as she looked at her husband, her eyes filled with concern.

Ever since fifteen years ago, when Wu Santong took over as the sect leader, he has been working tirelessly to revitalize the sect, never daring to rest.

Under Wu Santong’s efforts, the Mount Void Sect has indeed grown much stronger. From a second-rate sect on the verge of extinction, it now has the potential to challenge the top-tier sects.

However, Wu Santong is somewhat old-fashioned, strictly adhering to ancient teachings.

The disciples of the Mount Void Sect are forbidden to use their martial skills to bully the weak.

Because of this, as the number of disciples increased, the sect’s expenses became unsustainable.

Sometimes, Wu Santong and Liu Xian'er would go down the mountain together to slay highway bandits and earn rewards from the imperial court, or help some escort agencies with their missions.

"From the last time we killed the flower thief Wutong, we still have some extra rewards," Wu Santong said.

"Could it be that you are worried about... the Heaven Severing Guild, San Tong?" Liu Xian'er mentioned the Heaven Severing Guild, her eyes filled with worry.

The Heaven Severing Guild is a rising force in the martial world.

Its leader, Hua Wubing, is a prodigy with astonishing martial talent. At the age of seventeen, he defeated the famous Jiangnan hero Yun Tiankong and became famous overnight.

Later, he joined the top-tier Heaven Severing Guild.

Now, at just over thirty, Hua Wubing is unofficially considered the top martial artist in the world.

His ambitions are vast; he wants to unify the martial world and become the Martial World Alliance Leader.

The Mount Void Sect is not far from the Heaven Severing Guild. In the past month, three sects have been wiped out for refusing to be absorbed by the Heaven Severing Guild.

"The way the Heaven Severing Guild operates is reminiscent of the Demon Sect. How can they become the Martial World Alliance Leader?" Wu Santong said worriedly.

When he was young, he, like other heroes, dreamed of becoming the Martial World Alliance Leader.

However, as he grew older and faced reality, his only goal now is to revitalize the sect and the legacy of his master.

It was only recently, after joining that chat group, that he realized a great opportunity and entertained the idea of becoming the Martial World Alliance Leader again.

However, after exchanging a peculiar cultivation technique with Zuo Jingyun, he found that despite its incredible power as described by Zuo Jingyun, he could not make any progress in cultivating it.

He did not know that in Zuo Jingyun’s world, martial arts had reached a realm of perfection, allowing him to fly and traverse the earth effortlessly.

But cultivating such martial arts depends on one’s destiny.

Without destiny, no matter how insightful or diligent one is, it is all for naught.

Furthermore, with the Heaven Severing Guild increasingly frequent mergers and acquisitions, the immediate concern is to preserve the Mount Void Sect and the lives of its disciples.

"Behind the Heaven Severing Guild, there is likely... the hand of the imperial court," Liu Xian'er said, her expression grave.

Mentioning that massive entity, Wu Santong felt even more helpless.

As the sect leader of the Mount Void Sect, he has profound and exquisite inner martial skills, making him a master of martial arts.

However, if he were to face the imperial court’s twenty or so armored cavalry in a siege, he would be no match.

Personal martial prowess is nothing against such a terrifying war machine.

"I need to think about how to get through this..." Wu Santong pondered whether he should seek help from the pillars of the martial world.

Just then, a hurried voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Master, it’s bad. The Heaven Severing Guild has sent a messenger to deliver a message, demanding all disciples of the Mount Void Sect to attend their Hero Conference in half a month. If we don’t go..."

Hearing this, Wu Santong’s expression tightened.

"Half a month?"

The Heaven Severing Guild is giving him very little time.

Wu Santong’s face was full of worry, feeling the world’s difficulties.

Could the legacy left by his master be destroyed in his hands?

For someone who values his reputation, he cannot accept such a fate.

Suddenly, he remembered the chat group, especially the newly joined Origin Venerable.

If he is truly a deity, could he solve his crisis?

...

"These people are relentless, inviting me to banquets every day."

"Given my social anxiety, attending a banquet is out of the question."

Not long after moving to the Mountain of Ten Thousand Gods, Qi Yuan received many invitations from divine sons and daughters, all of which he declined.

"Currently, the cultivation of the Divine Kingdom... still relies on the Multiverse Mirror.

However, with just these few worlds... the improvement to my Divine Kingdom is negligible."

Qi Yuan spoke the truth.

For other divine sons, seizing those worlds and their faith would significantly enhance their Divine Kingdoms.

But Qi Yuan’s Divine Kingdom is based on the Unique Palace, which is already extraordinary. Seizing a few more world planes would not significantly boost his Divine Kingdom.

"Therefore, I need to find a way to increase the residency rate of the Multiverse Mirror." Qi Yuan thought.

Then, he shared his concerns with Feng Ye.

Feng Ye, hearing this, said helplessly, "All of this... requires opportunity, and cannot be forced. If the probability of other beings entering could be increased, it is likely that the strength of many true gods would improve greatly."

The meaning of Fengye is that there are no shortcuts.

After all, the method to increase strength in the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain is through expansion and occupying faith.

Of course, the more worlds one discovers, the better.

Especially those that have not yet been occupied by other True Gods.

"No other methods?" Qi Yuan was somewhat disappointed.

Fengye hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, "There's a rumor that the Spiritual God, the fourth realm of True Gods, might have a chance to increase the probability."

However, the Spiritual Gods are rarely seen in the Divine World. Even with the identity of a prince, it's difficult to meet a Spiritual God.

"Oh," Qi Yuan responded.

He was also curious about the True God system.

After all, according to the records here, Spiritual Gods are like the fourth layer of Yang Immortals. Their state is very special, but unlike the Immortal World and other universes, their True Spirits don't fade away. They only exist in the past and future, eventually condensing into a unique treasure.

But right now, with his weak strength, he couldn't access more information about Spiritual Gods.

"Since there's a chance to increase the probability, it seems I need to make a plan and find more worlds."

Qi Yuan was thinking of restarting his grand plan.

If the Multiverse Mirror couldn't find more worlds and gather more faith, his strength wouldn't improve.

He could only show off.

At this moment, the Multiverse Mirror's light flickered.

"Huh? Someone's private messaging me, is it that love-obsessed guy?"

Qi Yuan entered the Multiverse Mirror and saw the person messaging him, feeling a bit surprised.

It was someone named Wu Santong.

This person had been lurking.

"Divine Lord, I wish to have faith in you, I only hope that you can save Mount Void Sect." Wu Santong's words were sincere.

He didn't beat around the bush.

After all, when facing a deity, there's no point in scheming.

"Oh, is that so?"

At this moment, Qi Yuan activated his superpower, his ear's superpower.

With this, he could hear people's inner thoughts and gain more information.

As expected, even through the Multiverse Mirror, he could hear Wu Santong's thoughts.

"Tell me about the major powers in your world, I'll think of a way to help you." Qi Yuan replied.

He didn't put on airs, nor did he claim to be some kind of supreme being.

Hearing this, Wu Santong hesitated.

Because deities... they're usually so high above, it's rare to find one so easy to talk to.

"I obey the divine command..." Wu Santong's attitude was humble. He told Qi Yuan about Mount Void Sect and the martial world situation, even mentioning the court.

"Oh, I understand. In half a month, you don't need to go to the Heaven Severing Guild. You'll take your disciples to Yushancheng, and you'll get what you want." In an instant, Qi Yuan formulated a plan to help Wu Santong.

Of course, as a price, Wu Santong had to have faith in him.

Wu Santong was a bit puzzled, going to Yushancheng?

Nowadays, Yushancheng was not peaceful.

There were rumors that the King of Yushancheng was planning a rebellion.

However, it was the Origin Venerable who said this, and he didn't dare refuse.

...

"Origin Venerable, today is a rest day, don't forget!" Bamboo Rhythm looked a bit anxious.

Qi Yuan smiled, "Rest assured, the helper I found is very reliable, and will definitely help you with the Minister of Rites' son."

Zuo Jingyun also spoke in the group, "Now we'll see if the Origin Venerable is a True God or not."

"Can you give me the coordinates of your world? I haven't seen such a well-sealed and good-looking person in a long time." Souta spoke up.

At this moment, Wu Santong also said, "The Divine Lord will surely fulfill your wish, Bamboo Rhythm."

He was also looking forward to how the Origin Venerable would fulfill Bamboo Rhythm's wish.

If he could fulfill it, it would prove that the Origin Venerable, even if not a god, had some extraordinary abilities.

Hearing Wu Santong's words, Zuo Jingyun was slightly taken aback, it seemed that Wu Santong had privately messaged the Origin Venerable.

"Wait a moment, they'll meet Yan Yuqing soon, and help you confess." Qi Yuan was confident.

"Okay." Bamboo Rhythm's heart was still a bit nervous.

A handsome young man named Yan Yuqing spoke with confidence, "Brother Yuqing, your archery skills are unparalleled. I heard that in the Drunken Pavilion Lake ahead, there's a Water Monkey causing trouble. It often drowns the women washing clothes by the river. Let's go and shoot it down. Whoever kills the Water Monkey will be the champion hunter today!"

"That's a noble deed indeed!"

"Let's go."

A group of several dozen, mounted on horses, headed towards Drunken Pavilion Lake.

About an hour later, Yan Yuqing released an arrow, piercing the Water Monkey's abdomen. Instantly, a dark clump of blood appeared in the lake.

The other officials' sons, upon seeing this, clapped and cheered.

"Brother Yuqing, you truly are a master of both literature and martial arts. Your archery skills are unmatched, killing the mischievous Water Monkey with a single arrow!"

"Such archery skills could probably even shoot down the sun in the sky."

"Haha, even if a heavenly deity descended, how could they escape this arrow?"

The group exchanged compliments and boasted.

Yan Yuqing, still young, felt a sense of pride upon hearing this. He waved his arms, his spirit soaring, and felt like the world was in his hands.

However, at that moment, suddenly, the horses they were riding began to neigh, as if they were restless.

"What's wrong?"

"What's happening? Could there be a giant beast lurking?"

"Hmph, even if a giant beast appears, can it withstand three arrows from Brother Yuqing?"

"If Brother Yuqing shoots down the beast with three arrows, he'll surely become famous throughout the Vast Ruins."

Yan Yuqing, upon hearing this, felt his ego inflate as he held his bow and arrow.

"Wait, why is the sky getting dark?"

"Could it be the Celestial Dog eating the moon?"

The group soon realized that something was amiss.

It didn't seem to be a giant beast.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a voice that shook the heavens and the earth resounded.

"Are you Yan Yuqing?"

Yan Yuqing's horse trembled, and he fell from his mount. Hearing this voice, his ears rang, and his thoughts became muddled.

"Who?"

"Who is it?"

"Where are you?"

The other officials' sons also looked terrified, unsure of what was happening.

"I'm above you."

As the voice fell, they saw a massive shadow move its steps.

With this movement, the earth shook.

The sunlight, previously blocked, now poured down for a moment, and Yan Yuqing and the others finally saw above them, not in the sky, but a towering...terrifying giant.

This giant was taller than the towers of Chang'an City, and even taller than Mount Yemo!

The giant had a beard, thick eyebrows, and a blood-red mouth, looking particularly ferocious. His presence was intimidating without anger, holding a golden armor and a Flower Adorning Axe.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, feeling like their world was collapsing.

"A heavenly deity..."

"There really are heavenly deities in this world!"

"Ah, we have offended a heavenly deity, deserving death!"

Their quick-witted minds immediately recalled how they had just goaded Yan Yuqing to shoot down a heavenly deity.

The deity, having heard this, descended to cause them trouble.

They felt bitter and terrified.

Yan Yuqing's legs trembled, and he nearly wet himself.

After all, facing such a terrifying giant, anyone would be instinctively afraid.

A dog seeing a tiger would urinate, and a house cat seeing a stray cat would defecate, let alone them.

"Yan Yuqing is here..." Yan Yuqing knelt on the ground, shivering, and had even planned his own death.

But the next second, the terrifying deity's words left him dumbfounded.

"In Chang'an City, there's a woman named Bamboo Rhythm. She's beautiful as a flower, and she admires you. But she's too shy to speak her mind, so she specifically sought us out to ask."

"Yan Yuqing, do you like Bamboo Rhythm?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yuqing's head went numb, and he felt even more bewildered.

This feeling was as if, on Blue Star, you suddenly encountered a beautiful woman, Miss Pu, leading an army to capture you, and then asked, "Do you like century eggs?"

Just as Yan Yuqing was bewildered, several more thundering voices rang out.

"I, Barefoot Immortal, ask you, Yan Yuqing, do you like Bamboo Rhythm?"

At that moment, the earth shook, and Yan Yuqing saw a huge jade foot.

This jade foot seemed as large as Chang'an City itself.

Yan Yuqing's mind was in chaos, unable to speak, and even incapable of thinking.

Even the mention of Bamboo Rhythm made him recall, after half a day, that he had seen this woman before, a merchant's daughter.

In front of the Wen family's gate, there was no sign of their status.

In the Vast Ruins, merchants are considered lowly, and their daughters can't marry into noble families.

They can only become concubines.

And at that moment, another majestic voice resounded.

"I, Dharmaraja Maoyi Hai, ask you, Yan Yuqing, do you like Bamboo Rhythm?"

"I, Dharmanaya Maoyi Qing, ask you..."

"I, Dharmaraya Maoyi Shou, ask you..."

"I, Dharmadhatu Maoyi Hong, ask you..."

"Yan Yuqing, do you like Bamboo Rhythm?"

Four imposing voices sounded one after the other, and four divine figures seemed to appear in the heavens and earth.

Some held a pipa, some held a vajra, some with a coiled dragon, and some with a treasure umbrella.

Their presence was intimidating without anger, and their aura was awe-inspiring.

Facing these divine figures, Yan Yuqing felt dizzy and overwhelmed.

"I...I..."

(End of Chapter)

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