Chapter 138: It is Not the Sun, It is My Jindan

Chapter 138: It Is Not the Sun, It Is My Golden Core

At this moment, in the Canglan Realm.

Countless eyes looked up at the sky.

Beside the vast great sun, a small sun suddenly appeared...

Compared to the great sun, that small sun seemed insignificant.

Yet, everyone who saw that small sun revealed shock deep in their eyes.

“There is an extra sun in the sky!”

“What is happening? What kind of omen is this?”

“This is no omen; it is real!”

In the Arctic Ice Plains, a sleeping ice dragon opened its eyes, its blue pupils glancing at the sun in the sky: “Have I slept too much and am now hallucinating?”

It turned over and continued to sleep.

In the Eastern Imperial Sacred Continent, a woman bathed in radiance looked up at the sky, disbelief in her eyes: “Which one is this… illuminating the heavens…”

Whenever a star appears, it must signify a new exalted position.

In the Central Heavenly Domain, a man in white robes was fishing when suddenly his hand trembled, and the fishing rod snapped with a sound.

He looked at the newly appeared sun, deep worry on his face.

“There cannot be two suns in the sky. Is there an immortal or god challenging that one’s position?”

“Troubled times, troubled times indeed. I hope it does not reach here. There is little time left; we should migrate… If we don’t leave soon, we will be caught in the crossfire!”

Countless gazes fixed on the extra sun in the sky, their eyes filled with awe and shock.

At that moment, in the Divine Light Sect.

The peak masters gathered together, with True Lord Withered Tree among the crowd.

Everyone looked at the sun in the sky.

“Why is there suddenly an extra sun?”

“Inexplicable.”

“There must be great terror within!”

“One should not gaze at this sun too long; cultivators who do will have their memory worsen.”

“What? That can happen?”

In the Divine Light Sect, cultivators discussed the extra sun in the sky with great fervor.

Just then, the voice of the sect master, True Lord Withered Tree, came: “What use is discussing the sun in the sky? Will it affect your cultivation? Will it help you break through realms?

I summoned you here to discuss the Hundred Nations Blood War and the matters of the Bright Light Palace.”

The peak masters present fell silent upon hearing this and stopped discussing the sun.

Even if there is an extra sun in the sky, one still has to eat, doesn’t one?

Such matters were not for small cultivators like them to consider.

What they should consider was what closely concerned themselves.

“Kang Fulu has already stepped into the Golden Core realm, and Qi Yuan is the disciple of the Seven Colors Peak master. These two, our Divine Light Sect absolutely cannot hand over!”

“Right, we cannot hand them over!”

“Hmph, the Bright Light Palace is utterly tyrannical, starting the Hundred Nations Blood War—do they have any… morality!”

“Alas, without a great cultivator to stand up for our hundred nations, this matter is already settled!”

Everyone present felt somewhat dejected.

Weakness is the original sin.

The Bright Light Palace, a single power suppressing a hundred nations.

A hundred nations, over a thousand sects, yet unable to resist.

They were at the mercy of the Bright Light Palace, reduced to pawns in the Hundred Nations Blood War.

And the Great Shang Kingdom was even worse off, becoming the demonic faction in the Hundred Nations Blood War!

Any cultivator encountering the demonic faction could slaughter them by any means.

It was likely that some forces around the hundred nations had already begun rubbing their hands, ready to take advantage of the chaos, invade Great Shang, and seize resources.

This was a great disaster for Great Shang.

All forces in Great Shang were unavoidable.

Now, the entire Great Shang was in extreme turmoil, and many rogue cultivators prepared to migrate away from this war-torn land.

“The hundred nations cannot even produce a single Purple Mansion grandmaster—how can they contend with the Bright Light Palace?

Kang Fulu and Qi Yuan have high talent, but they need time to grow. Even if Kang Fulu became a Divine Infant now and Qi Yuan a Golden Core, it would be utterly useless.” An elder said, his words full of helplessness.

The hundred nations were too weak; they didn’t even have a single Purple Mansion grandmaster.

Even if they did, it probably wouldn’t change the outcome.

The Bright Light Palace had dozens of Purple Mansion cultivators.

It could be said that it was the undisputed overlord of the Eastern Land’s Cuiyun Continent.

Of course, these elders did not know that the Bright Light Palace also possessed the Imperial Grade Dragon-Startling Crown, a damaged Yin Spirit artifact.

Otherwise, they would be even more despairing.

Even a damaged Yin Spirit artifact, with the power of a single strike, could easily erase the entire Great Shang from among the hundred nations.

This was a power that even a Purple Mansion grandmaster could not withstand.

“I received news from the Lingtian Pavilion that a Blood-Robed Sword God of the Divine Flower Society hails from our hundred nations.

The people of the Bright Light Palace insulted the Blood-Robed Sword God, forcing his daughter to live in a dog kennel. The two sides seem to have quarreled; I hope this matter can delay the Bright Light Palace’s offensive.”

“The Bright Light Palace is truly detestable, claiming to be the righteous leader of Cuiyun Continent yet acting inhumanely!

As the saying goes, calamity should not extend to one’s wife and children. Forcing a young girl to live in a dog kennel is utterly despicable!”

“Alas, we all know they are vile, but what can we do?”

“The Blood-Robed Sword God’s strength is probably only at the late Divine Infant stage; he cannot possibly be a match for the Bright Light Palace.”

Everyone discussed anxiously, their faces clouded with worry.

Facing the Bright Light Palace, they were far too weak.

At this moment, on Seven Colors Peak.

Qi Yuan looked at himself in the mirror, feeling somewhat melancholy.

“Bai Ze, Yu Daoren, Nangong Big Dog, Chen Huan, Zhang Sheng…”

He recalled the plot of the Liufeng Realm game once more, memorizing all the names he needed to remember.

The remaining useless memories, the Great Forgetfulness Sutra was invoked, and he briefly forgot them.

"Finally, I've become a Yuan Dan True Person."

"This time... I thought it was my mouth that had awakened a special ability, but it turns out... it's my eyebrows."

After stepping into Qi Refining, his eyes could see hidden information.

After Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, his ears could hear some strange sounds.

Once he condensed a Golden Core, he gained another ability—eyebrows that could predict fortune and misfortune.

A twitch of the left eyebrow meant good news.

A twitch of the right eyebrow meant disaster was coming.

That's right, not the eyes, but the eyebrows.

This ability could be considered quite good.

After all, in the future, when entering a game and facing a boss, a twitch of his eyebrows would tell him whether to fight or not.

This was practically a divine artifact.

He left his small wooden hut and couldn't help but sigh, "Now that I'm a Yuan Dan True Person, living in a wooden hut like my junior sister lowers my status and identity.

I need to change it to a brick-and-tile house."

As he left the hut, he ran into his junior sister, Jiang Lingsu.

Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu seemed worried, with a troubled heart: "Senior Brother, did you see? There's an extra sun in the sky?"

Jiang Lingsu's worry was born from this.

Back then, in the Qiankun Mirror, she had seen devastation and endless blood rain.

She hadn't seen an extra sun in the sky.

Now, a sun had abruptly appeared in the sky.

This signified a change in the celestial mechanism.

She didn't know if it was good or bad.

"Sun?" Qi Yuan had been thinking about how to steer the conversation toward the sun in the sky when meeting his junior sister.

He hadn't expected her to bring it up directly.

So, he didn't hold back.

"That's not the sun—that's my Golden Core!" Qi Yuan pointed at the small sun in the sky, brimming with pride.

Returning home rich without showing off is like wearing brocade at night.

He had finally found a chance to show off.

Jiang Lingsu was stunned by Qi Yuan's words.

The cloud of worry in her heart vanished, and a smile curled at the corners of her lips, making her full chest tremble: "Senior Brother, you sure can talk nonsense.

You can't just say things like that.

What if the god reflected by this sun hears you and comes looking for trouble?"

"Truth is in the hands of the few." Qi Yuan naturally wouldn't explain. He looked at the sun, a trace of nostalgia on his face, "On that sun, there's also someone..."

The canary was still on that star.

"Senior Brother, your talent is not bad, but for now, you've just broken through to Foundation Establishment.

The Golden Core is still a million miles away!

The vessel for the Golden Core is even more important than that for Foundation Establishment.

Senior Brother, do you want to borrow some spirit stones from me to buy something expensive?" Jiang Lingsu was a true rich woman, with plenty of money, and she was genuinely generous to Qi Yuan.

This time, Qi Yuan was bursting with pride, treating money like dirt: "Can spirit stones buy a star?"

They couldn't!

And in one universe, there were so many stars and planets waiting for Qi Yuan to devour.

All free, no cost!

Why not take them for nothing!

"Senior Brother, my sister will be coming tomorrow. I'm letting you know in advance." Jiang Lingsu didn't bring up the Golden Core again.

"More than welcome!" Qi Yuan said.

After a brief exchange, Jiang Lingsu returned to her wooden hut to cultivate.

Qi Yuan muttered to himself, "A Yuan Dan True Person... is that all?"

He felt that his life hadn't really changed.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the palace pavilions at the top of Seven Colors Peak.

Silent and still, the cold moonlight spilled down like a fairyland.

He walked upward. The restriction at the mountainside appeared before Qi Yuan.

"Master, your disciple has reached Yuan Dan."

Qi Yuan's fingers touched the restriction.

The restriction that had once blocked him could no longer hold him back.

He entered the restriction and slowly walked toward the palace pavilions at the top of Seven Colors Peak.

His heart grew calm.

The peak of Seven Colors Peak was much colder than the mountainside.

Sometimes, while the mountainside was still sunny, snow would fall at the peak.

When Qi Yuan reached the peak, he felt a faint chill.

In the mist, a white jade pavilion was faintly visible.

This was his first time here.

"Master?"

He called softly toward the palace ahead.

The sound echoed through the palace and returned to Qi Yuan's ears.

Yet, the figure of Master Ruan Yixi did not appear.

"Wife?" Qi Yuan grew bolder.

Normally, the clouds in the sky would have gathered by now, but there was no reaction.

A faint sense of disappointment welled up in Qi Yuan's heart.

Just as he thought.

Beautiful women are all good at lying.

He entered the palace alone, seeking traces of his master, Ruan Yixi.

The vast palace was empty, devoid of any soul.

A chilling desolation, with no hint of mortal life.

It seemed as if no one had dwelled here for a thousand years.

Just then, a jade token fell from the air, landing precisely in Qi Yuan's hand.

"Moon?"

When he saw the character on the jade token, Qi Yuan's eyes narrowed sharply.

The token was simple in design, bearing only the character "Moon."

And that single character sparked endless thoughts in his mind.

[The Moon Token, a keepsake of the Moon Goddess Yuanjun.]

He clutched the Moon Token, a myriad of emotions flickering in his eyes.

Memories of the Wangyue Continent swirled once more in his mind.

"So, the mutation of that little grass—was it related to my master?"

His expression complex, he gazed at the palaces and pavilions ahead, asking softly.

"Master, have we ever met?"

"Or perhaps we shall meet in the time to come."

"Or maybe you have always been..."

Qi Yuan held the Moon Token, a faint melancholy spreading.

At that moment, a subtle fragrance drifted, and Xiao Jia's graceful figure appeared silently. She tugged at Qi Yuan's sleeve, and a wooden plaque reading "Cling" slipped from it.

She seemed to be comforting Qi Yuan.

The fragrance from Xiao Jia was especially refreshing, like the gentle incense of a tranquil evening—neither strong nor faint, yet soothing to the soul, ready to lull one into dreams.

As for Ning Tao's fragrance, it was sometimes like an orchid in a mountain valley—light and sweet—and other times like a seductive scent, poppy-like, drawing one into indulgence, crushing, tearing, venting the sins within.

"Wangyue Continent... Moon Goddess Yuanjun..."

"Back then, the Great Sun... whom did it encounter?"

"Can I go to the Wangyue Continent once more?"

Perhaps there, he would find the answers.

...

Shaking off countless sorrows, Qi Yuan re-entered the jade slip of the Divine Flower Society.

The Hundred-Day Plan to Overthrow the Radiant Palace continued.

He needed to push forward quickly.

Most importantly, he was once again lacking cultivation techniques.

Now that he had stepped into the Yuan Dan realm, the progress of the *Qi Yuan Sutra* had stalled.

He needed the White Moonlight of the Radiant Palace to deliver him a technique.

Entering the forum, Qi Yuan opened a post made by his alt account.

Good heavens, there were over a thousand replies.

Qi Yuan skimmed through them—it was the Divine Flower Society's verbal assault on the Radiant Palace.

"Sigh, even if they've learned the 'shock style,' their insults are too restrained.

This forum doesn't censor words—they could curse freely!"

Qi Yuan sighed.

Of course, he was just talking big; he wasn't good at cursing himself.

At most, he'd throw in some asterisks to bluff the other side.

Qi Yuan left the forum and returned to the group chat.

"Esteemed seniors, a humble newbie asks you: if the Golden Core I formed escapes my body, how do I summon it back?" Qi Yuan pondered.

His Golden Core—was it an entire universe away from him?

The little sun in the sky was merely a projection of his Golden Core.

Summoning it back to his dantian was out of the question.

With his small belly, placing a stellar Golden Core inside would surely be unbearable.

But if he could move the Golden Core to this universe... then using its power would be far more convenient.

Right now, summoning it across the universe was simply too inconvenient.

"Origin Heavenly Lord, you've formed your Golden Core?" Rogue Immortal Venerable, who always claimed to be in seclusion, was constantly watching the group messages.

"Barely, barely," Qi Yuan said smugly. "This time, I led a hundred thousand Purple Mansions, swept through ten thousand Supremes in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, and barely killed the big boss, forming a... very, very strong Golden Core."

Afraid the group members wouldn't understand, Qi Yuan deliberately replaced "Supreme" with "Purple Mansion."

"666." Rogue Immortal Venerable was speechless and could only mimic Qi Yuan's earlier style.

A hundred thousand Purple Mansions?

Nonsense?

If you had a hundred thousand Purple Mansions, would you secretly register an alt account to slander the Radiant Palace?

Just bulldoze them directly!

Rogue Immortal Venerable felt that Origin Heavenly Lord's delusions were worsening.

"You've formed your core so fast—truly a peerless prodigy!" Great Sun Flame Emperor said in the group, a hint of flattery in his words.

Ice Mountain Dominatrix appeared in the group after a while and replied seriously, "Losing your Golden Core... that's indeed tricky. Where did you lose it?"

"Not in the Canglan Realm," Qi Yuan answered earnestly.

The group fell silent.

Rogue Immortal Venerable thought Origin Heavenly Lord really could spin a tale.

"This... I have no solution either," Ice Mountain Dominatrix admitted. Then, as if recalling something, she asked, "Origin Heavenly Lord, have you been to other worlds?"

"Mm-hmm," Qi Yuan nodded.

He had been to the Wangyue Continent, the Liufeng Realm, and that other universe.

"If I remember correctly, the Eastern Lands Genius Rankings have been moved up this time.

If you participate, Origin Heavenly Lord, you should aim for a good rank.

The Eastern Lands have discovered a new world's entrance—its energy level is very low. The top thirty on the rankings will have a chance to go there." Ice Mountain Dominatrix revealed an important piece of information to Qi Yuan.

Rogue Immortal Venerable was thrilled: "Such good fortune? A new world—infinite resources!"

"Rogue, don't even think about it. You'd better first consider how to enter the Heavenly Pride List.

The top thirty are for someone like Origin Heavenly Venerable, who built his foundation with the Heavenly Dao," said the Iceberg Overlord Woman without any courtesy.

"Wah wah." The Rogue Immortal Venerable felt that the weak had no right to speak.

Just then, the Great Sun Flame Emperor said, "A few days ago, the Light Palace released news inviting the Blood-Robed Sword God to meet in the Chen Kingdom. The strongman who once forced the Blood-Robed Sword God's daughter to live in a doghouse—a late-stage Divine Infant expert—will offer a face-to-face apology."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan was taken aback: "An apology?"

Hadn't he made that up?

Why was the other party apologizing?

Taking it personally?

"It might be an apology, but it might also be a way to force you to let this matter drop. Origin Heavenly Venerable, be careful not to fall into the Light Palace's trap," the Great Sun Flame Emperor warned.

"Hmph, now that I've formed the Invincible Golden Core, what is there to fear!" After forming the Stellar Golden Core, Qi Yuan's courage had grown considerably.

In fact, even without using the power of the Golden Core, he was unafraid of the Light Palace's late-stage Divine Infant.

Back when he was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he could already slaughter the Light Palace's late-stage Divine Infant.

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, don't be reckless. Let's discuss everything carefully." In matters of life and death, the Rogue Immortal Venerable was very cautious, genuinely concerned for Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was moved inwardly: "Don't worry. The 'Destroy Light Palace in a Hundred Days' plan is proceeding methodically. Feel free to borrow usury loans as you wish!"

Qi Yuan pondered: if the Light Palace truly offered an apology this time, should he take the opportunity to borrow some usury loans or something?

"What a pity. When I went to borrow from them again, they refused. So stingy!" said the Iceberg Overlord Woman.

"Sister Iceberg Overlord, how much did you borrow?" the Great Sun Flame Emperor couldn't help asking.

"Not much, just four million spirit stones."

"..."

"..."

"...Not much..."

Qi Yuan fell silent too.

Borrowing money and not repaying it—what a splendid way to make a fortune!

He had destroyed the Light Palace, and Sister Iceberg Overlord had done almost nothing, yet she netted four million spirit stones.

Truly terrifying!

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, remember to update the record of the Light Palace's destruction here anytime. If the money isn't fully in my hands, I can't spend it with ease!" said the Iceberg Overlord Woman.

"Rest assured!" Qi Yuan replied firmly.

He decided to meet the Light Palace's late-stage Divine Infant cultivator in the guise of the Blood-Robed Sword God.

Now that he had formed his core, it was time to strike at the Light Palace—kill, kill, kill!

In the game, he fought with all his might; now that he had formed the Golden Core, he couldn't always be timid in reality, could he?

The renown of the Stellar Golden Core must be proclaimed through the destruction of the Light Palace!

(The chapter ends)