Chapter 140: How Can One Purple Mansion Change the Big Picture?

Chapter 140: How Can a Single Purple Mansion Cultivator Change the Course of Events?

Qi Yuan looked into the distance and saw a woman in green robes on a small boat.

“Oh? Something?”

Qi Yuan was direct.

He was still eager to return and focus on creating his cultivation technique.

“My name is Jiang Ya, a disciple of the Ageless Elder of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion. I am rather curious about your original divine ability, Senior...

Your original divine ability seems... out of place in this world, yet you can still wield it. It is truly strange.” Jiang Ya first stated her lineage to add a layer of protection. As she spoke, her eyes held a puzzled expression.

A Purple Mansion cultivator’s original divine ability requires comprehending the essence of spiritual energy, then forging one’s own path based on that.

In the Blood-Robed Sword God’s original divine ability, she had not detected the essence of spiritual energy.

This was her confusion.

“I thought you came to cheer me on with ‘666’,” Qi Yuan said, disappointed.

The woman before him was passable in appearance—though flat-chested, she would suffice as a cheerleader.

Playing the role of the Blood-Robed Sword God meant he couldn’t play his own background music.

Without a hundred-strong band of supreme musicians, Qi Yuan’s battles felt monotonous and dull.

He desperately needed a cheerleading squad.

Yet this woman suddenly came to question him about these matters—how boring.

“I’m off, I’m off,” Qi Yuan said, disappointed, and turned to leave.

Jiang Ya watched the blood-red silhouette vanish on the horizon, a hint of awe in her eyes.

“This man... his potential is unfathomable.”

The old crone smiled. “No matter how unfathomable, compared to the Pavilion Master, he is nothing.”

Jiang Ya shook her head.

Once, her master had demonstrated his own original divine ability to her.

Now, comparing it to the Blood-Robed Sword God’s original divine ability, she had a vague premonition: her master’s original divine ability seemed inferior to that of the Blood-Robed Sword God.

“Let’s go to the Divine Radiance Sect.” Having witnessed this battle, she should also head to the Divine Radiance Sect to see her younger sister and pull her out of the maelstrom of these hundred nations.

Even if the Brightness Palace had a formidable enemy like the Blood-Robed Sword God, they would never cease the bloody war of the hundred nations.

The two sides were bound to clash.

With the Imperial-Level Dragon-Soaring Crown, even if her master came, unless he entered the Yin Spirit realm, he would be powerless.

Let alone that Blood-Robed Sword God.

He only had a powerful original divine ability; his cultivation level was likely far inferior to her master’s.

...

On Seven-Colored Peak, Qi Yuan, dressed in a plain white robe, landed before his brick-and-tile house.

Looking at his house, he wore a satisfied expression. “Only a house of this class can be worthy of me.”

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at his junior sister Jiang Lingsu’s wooden cabin not far away.

His sense of superiority grew even stronger.

Indeed, happiness comes from comparison.

“Senior Brother, where did you go? Why did you suddenly disappear?” Jiang Lingsu had been bathing earlier, and her senior brother hadn’t barged in; instead, he left a message outside her door.

After finishing her bath, she came looking for her senior brother, but he wasn’t there.

“Junior Sister, the world is treacherous. If someone ever says they want to apologize to you and invites you to meet, don’t go.

They might have prepared a ‘Hongmen Banquet’ waiting for you.” Qi Yuan imparted his life lessons to his junior sister.

“Senior Brother, someone set a trap for you?” Jiang Lingsu’s heart tightened.

“If your senior brother’s divine ability weren’t strong enough, I might have fallen to some petty schemer,” Qi Yuan said.

Divine ability?

Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu’s worry vanished.

Divine abilities were something only Spirit Infant cultivators could use.

Her senior brother was having another episode!

He had just said he formed a golden core, and now he was talking about Spirit Infant?

He was really sick!

She looked at Qi Yuan with a pained expression. “Senior Brother, don’t stare at that sun in the sky for no reason anymore. Staring at it too much will make your memory worse.”

Her senior brother’s mind was already not the sharpest; if he kept staring at the sun, wouldn’t his condition worsen?

“That’s not the sun—it’s my golden core!” Qi Yuan emphasized again.

“Fine, fine!” Jiang Lingsu didn’t want to argue and instead asked, “Senior Brother, you left me a message. What did you need?”

Qi Yuan’s hand froze. He asked, “Lately, I’ve been focused on gaming, ignoring everything outside.

Has anything happened on Seven-Colored Peak, especially... at the peak?”

After leaving his master’s palace, Qi Yuan’s mood had been quite dejected.

Jiang Lingsu frowned, thinking for a few seconds. “A few days ago, a sudden thunderbolt struck Seven-Colored Peak. At the peak, Master seemed to intervene and block that thunderbolt.”

“Thunderbolt?” Qi Yuan was puzzled. “Master intervened?”

“Yes.” Jiang Lingsu nodded seriously. “Before the thunderbolt appeared, some strange things seemed to happen.”

“What strange things?” Qi Yuan quickly asked.

“At the time, I was in secluded cultivation, and I suddenly felt... as if I had forgotten something, but then I remembered it instantly.”

For cultivators, every unusual occurrence was worth noting.

What if it was someone’s scheme, or a heart demon?

“Forgotten?”

A contemplative look appeared in Qi Yuan’s eyes.

All the pieces connected at that moment.

Back then, during his third enlightenment of the origin, he had faced heart demons and heavenly tribulation.

The heart demons were all the evils within the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

The heavenly tribulation was “Forgetting.”

Could it be that this world had also sent down a heavenly tribulation, and his master had blocked it?

“Master does care about me after all.” Qi Yuan looked toward the pavilions and palaces at the peak, his heart settling slightly.

Seven-Colored Peak was empty and silent, as if no one had lived there for a thousand years.

And Qi Yuan had only seen his beautiful master once, and even then, only her profile and back.

“……Senior Brother, could you not say such explosive things?” Jiang Lingsu shot Qi Yuan a glare.

In the Canglan Realm, it was common for masters and disciples to become Dao companions.

There were even cases where ancestors and descendants countless generations apart formed such bonds.

“Junior Sister, I know you’re jealous because Master doesn’t have you in her heart.

Don’t worry, Senior Brother has you in his.” Qi Yuan said with a smile.

“……Get lost!” Jiang Lingsu stared at Qi Yuan’s handsome face.

How had Senior Brother… grown more and more handsome?

With that, Jiang Lingsu crossed her arms over her chest, making the scenery there appear even fuller, and stormed off in a huff.

Qi Yuan watched Jiang Lingsu’s retreating figure, recalling the woman on the skiff who had been as thin as a bamboo pole: “She must have been too poor at home, malnourished.

But Junior Sister’s family has a mine—her figure is absolutely explosive.”

Thinking this, Qi Yuan returned to his new home, a brick-and-tile house.

He remembered what the Ice Queen had said about updating the progress of destroying the Bright Palace.

He quickly entered the group chat and said,

“Today I disguised myself as the Blood-Robed Sword God and met with those Divine Infant cultivators from the Bright Palace.”

“???” The Rogue Immortal Venerable said, “Bro, you actually went?”

“Of course. I’m the wronged party; righteousness is on my side. Why wouldn’t I go?” Qi Yuan replied.

“What was the result?” the Rogue Immortal Venerable asked hastily.

“Since Origin Heavenly Venerable can still speak in the group, it means the Bright Palace must have been dealt with. Maybe they even apologized to him,” the Great Sun Flame Emperor said in the group.

“Alas, don’t mention it. The Bright Palace showed no sign of apology. As soon as I arrived, they wanted to kill me, claiming they were subduing demons and vanquishing evil.” Qi Yuan sounded helpless.

“That’s very much in line with the Bright Palace’s style,” the Great Sun Flame Emperor said.

“The Bright Palace is truly shortsighted, unwilling to offer even compensation,” the Rogue Immortal Venerable chimed in.

“Right, I only asked for ten trillion spirit stones, and they wouldn’t give them. So I had no choice but to send them down to reunite with their departed loved ones,” Qi Yuan said.

“……Ten trillion?” The Rogue Immortal Venerable gasped.

Were you genuinely seeking reconciliation?

The Great Sun Flame Emperor then said, somewhat puzzled, “You killed them all? Origin Heavenly Venerable, aren’t you only at the Golden Core stage? The Bright Palace probably sent Divine Infant cultivators.”

“The Bright Palace’s Divine Infant cultivators were too weak. I didn’t even use my Golden Core strength; I only employed my Foundation Establishment power, and they died. No fun.”

“Really?”

“Unbelievable.”

“Hmph, you dare doubt Origin Heavenly Venerable?” The Ice Queen appeared in the group at that moment.

“This time, when the Bright Palace summoned the Blood-Robed Sword God, one of my sisters had borrowed a few million in high-interest loans from them and was worried Origin Heavenly Venerable couldn’t destroy the Bright Palace.

For this meeting, she specially sent some disciples to Lingfeng Ferry to check out the Blood-Robed Sword God.

And do you know what? The Blood-Robed Sword God… isn’t a Divine Infant—he’s a Purple Mansion!

And not just any Purple Mansion!”

Silence. A moment of silence fell over the group.

The boy tending the furnace in front of the alchemy cauldron stared wide-eyed at the group messages.

Origin Heavenly Venerable was a Purple Mansion?

Thinking this, the boy’s heart churned with mixed emotions.

A Purple Mansion grandmaster was playing house with him in the group?

Wah—was he the only true newbie in the immortal cultivation world?

The Great Sun Flame Emperor clearly came from an extraordinary family.

The Ice Queen was obviously a true big shot.

He had thought that Origin Heavenly Venerable would be his fellow underdog.

But it was all an act?

“I never expected you, Origin Heavenly Venerable, to be a Purple Mansion,” the Great Sun Flame Emperor said, also somewhat surprised.

“Not a Purple Mansion. I’ve only just reached Golden Core.” Qi Yuan disliked lying and always spoke the truth.

“I also thought Origin Heavenly Venerable was a prodigy, but it turns out he’s a big shot. Last time I invited you to the Prodigy Battle, I made a fool of myself,” the Ice Queen said.

Participating in the Prodigy Battle and achieving a certain rank would allow one to enter the newly discovered world in the Canglan Realm.

Thinking Origin Heavenly Venerable was a young prodigy, she had shared this opportunity with him.

“Not a big shot. I’m a newbie, only at Golden Core. Although my Golden Core is a bit big, although my Golden Core ran away, I’m still a proper Golden Core True Person,” Qi Yuan said modestly. “I’ve already declared war on the Bright Palace. Everyone, please wait for my good news.”

“Origin Heavenly Venerable, destroying the Bright Palace is quite difficult. Do you need some outside help? My sisters have black hearts—they borrowed money from the Bright Palace and don’t want to repay. How about we join forces and wipe out the Bright Palace?”

Once people die, the debts are gone.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan felt a warmth in his heart: “Thank you, Sister Ice Queen. Destroying the Bright Palace—I alone am enough!”

He had social anxiety and didn’t want to team up with those “old” women; he couldn’t handle them.

What if they tried a honey trap on him, making him give up the Bright Palace’s techniques? Could he resist?

Probably his reason would say no, but his little brother would say yes.

With that, Qi Yuan logged out of the group chat.

Meanwhile, in a cave dwelling, the Ice Queen held a wine jug and poured fine jade nectar straight into her mouth.

“What a pity. Why isn’t Ling’er from the Eastern Lands?

If she participated in the Eastern Lands Prodigy Ranking, she could naturally enter the top ten, and maybe even… enter Wangyue Continent.

Then my big family would have one more place to go.”

The Ice Queen felt quite helpless.

Now, a great event was imminent.

Even the Bright Palace couldn’t resist making early moves.

She, too, had to plan for the future.

……

On Seven-Colored Peak, Qi Yuan finished reading all the techniques.

He wore a helpless expression: “These Divine Infants aren’t worthy of being my white moonlight!”

From those Divine Infant cultivators, Qi Yuan had retrieved over twenty Jade-grade techniques and three Profound-grade techniques.

For Qi Yuan at the Foundation Establishment stage, these were quite useful.

But he was already a Golden Core True Man, living in a brick-and-tile house, and these techniques were beneath his notice now.

"Indeed, as one's strength rises, so too does one's vision.

Back in the village, even Widow Wang next door or the village belle Xiao Cui could be cherished as a moonlit ideal.

Coming to the county, at least a JK schoolgirl was needed to become that moonlit ideal."

Now, for Qi Yuan, his tastes had refined; the Purple Mansion Great Cultivator of the Bright Light Palace was his moonlit ideal.

"Senior Brother, my sister is here." A cheerful voice rang out.

Qi Yuan sauntered out lazily and saw a pair of beauties in stark contrast outside the courtyard.

One was like a thin bamboo pole, utterly unremarkable.

The other was curvaceous and strikingly voluptuous.

"She's your sister?" Qi Yuan found it baffling.

The woman beside Jiang Lingsu was the same boat girl he had glimpsed last night.

How could the difference between them be so vast?

"This is my sister Jiang Ya, fifteenth on the Eastern Land Prodigy List, a Golden Core True Man!" Jiang Lingsu hugged Jiang Ya, her expression excited. "Ya Ya, this is my senior brother, surname Qi, given name Yuan. Don't let his flippant demeanor fool you—he's... very, very good, and his talent is impressive enough to make the Eastern Land Prodigy List!"

Jiang Ya then scrutinized Qi Yuan, a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Thank you, fellow cultivator, for looking after my sister these past days."

"No, it's my junior sister who has been taking care of me," Qi Yuan replied sincerely.

He had obtained many techniques and spirit stones from his junior sister.

Every night, he even had to rummage through the trash heap at her door for spirit stones.

He owed his junior sister far too much!

Jiang Ya looked at Qi Yuan and cut straight to the point, speaking gravely: "Now that the Bright Light Palace has initiated the Hundred Nations Blood War, the Great Shang... will be plunged into a land of strife."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu furrowed her brow.

She knew why her sister had come here.

"Lingsu left without a word to come to the Hundred Nations, and the clan members have voiced many complaints, but I have suppressed them all.

I have always supported Lingsu's choices.

However, with the Hundred Nations Blood War beginning and the Great Shang falling into the demonic faction's camp,

it is no longer suitable for her to stay here." Jiang Ya spoke unhurriedly.

Jiang Lingsu stole a glance at Qi Yuan, her expression pitiful.

"Don't worry, I'll protect my junior sister!" Qi Yuan said confidently.

His junior sister had given him so much.

He had said before that he would shield her.

Even after becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would capture some Purple Mansion Great Cultivators with water-attributed innate spiritual roots to cure her illness, as a way to repay his benefactress.

Hearing her senior brother's impulsive words, Jiang Lingsu felt warmth in her heart.

This senior brother was all over the place, but he was genuinely kind—and quite handsome too.

Jiang Ya smiled: "Fellow cultivator Qi Yuan, don't refuse just yet.

I believe in your resolve to risk life and limb to protect Lingsu, and I don't doubt your character. Lingsu's judgment of people has always been far sharper than mine as her sister."

Qi Yuan was a bit dazed by Jiang Ya's words.

Did he really have such a life-risking resolve?

Jiang Ya continued: "The Hundred Nations Blood War cannot be stopped. I propose moving the Seven-Colored Peak away.

Even the Divine Light Sect could relocate. With my Ascending Heaven Pavilion mediating, the Bright Light Palace will not obstruct you."

Her proposal could be seen as a major concession.

Or rather, it was very considerate of Jiang Lingsu.

After all, ordinarily, wouldn't she just forcibly take Jiang Lingsu away?

Would a disciple of a subordinate sect dare to complain?

Qi Yuan looked up, first at the summit of Seven-Colored Peak, then at his newly built brick-and-tile house: "Seven-Colored Peak cannot be moved."

The determination in his words surprised Jiang Ya.

"Besides, the Bright Light Palace will soon be destroyed; it's nothing to fear." Qi Yuan's "Plan to Destroy the Bright Light Palace in a Hundred Days" was steadily progressing, with pleasing results.

Jiang Ya was momentarily stunned, then seemed to understand something: "You people of the Hundred Nations must be pinning your hopes on the Blood-Robed Sword God, right?"

"Blood-Robed Sword God?" Jiang Lingsu was confused.

What did that have to do with the Blood-Robed Sword God?

"To be honest, it is indeed surprising that the Hundred Nations region could produce a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator.

Unfortunately, even if he is at the late Purple Mansion stage, or even the perfected Purple Mansion stage, he cannot affect the Bright Light Palace's Hundred Nations Blood War plan," Jiang Ya stated truthfully.

The emergence of a Purple Mansion cultivator in the Hundred Nations would be a cause for celebration at any time.

It meant that the Hundred Nations had their own great cultivator.

The Hundred Nations would also have their own foundation.

But for such a cultivator to appear during the Hundred Nations Blood War was his misfortune.

The Blood War concerned the Bright Light Palace's survival, and they would never yield.

The Bright Light Palace had dozens of Purple Mansion Great Cultivators, as well as the Imperial Grade Startling Dragon Crown, a Yin Spirit magical artifact.

Unless a Yin Spirit emerged, no one could stand against the Bright Light Palace.

Beside them, Jiang Lingsu was utterly bewildered: "What Purple Mansion?"

She didn't understand, couldn't comprehend.

"Yesterday, the Bright Light Palace summoned the Blood-Robed Sword God at Lingfeng Ferry, and a conflict broke out.

The Blood-Robed Sword God used his innate divine ability and slaughtered all the Divine Infants of the Bright Light Palace.

Before leaving, that Blood-Robed Sword God declared war on the Bright Light Palace.

Alas, this Blood-Robed Sword God, single-handedly declaring war on a palace with ten thousand years of heritage—it's truly a lamentable tale." Jiang Ya spoke slowly, then added, "But no matter how heroic and moving, it cannot change the outcome."

Jiang Lingsu now covered her mouth, stealing a glance at Qi Yuan.

The Blood-Robed Sword God was a Purple Mansion?

And he had slaughtered several Divine Infants?

Blood-Robed Sword God...

Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, wanting to ask her senior brother.

But with Ya Ya, an outsider, present, she couldn't inquire.

Qi Yuan really wanted to say: "Sister, I'm not a Purple Mansion; I'm a little Golden Core newbie!"

But his alternate identity must not be exposed!

He could only remain silent.

Jiang Ya said, "I know you can't accept it for now.

When the outcome between the Blood-Robed Sword God and the Bright Hall is known, I'll come again to persuade you."

With these words, Jiang Ya bid farewell to Qi Yuan.

She and Jiang Lingsu entered the wooden cabin.

At the crude cabin, Jiang Ya merely frowned but said nothing.

She sat inside, watching the distracted Jiang Lingsu, a smile in her eyes. "Not happy to see me?"

"No..." Jiang Lingsu's mind was still on the Blood-Robed Sword God.

"I took a look at the partial technique you sent me last time," Jiang Ya said. "That adapted technique... is a complete mess."

"Ah?" Jiang Lingsu's heart tightened. "Will there be any problems if one cultivates it?"

That seemed to be something the senior brother had adapted for cultivation.

"Theoretically, cultivating it would lead to... mental derangement, memory loss, and even complete self-forgetfulness."

"What? That serious?" Jiang Lingsu stood up from her chair, her expression worried.

The senior brother hasn't practiced this, has he?

Seeing Jiang Lingsu's reaction, Jiang Ya smiled. "You don't need to worry about that senior brother of yours.

That incomplete technique exists only in theory; in practice, it's impossible to cultivate, not even the first step."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that the senior brother can't cultivate it.

"I came this time and can only stay a few days; I'll leave soon.

The Eastern Lands' Prodigy Battle has been moved up; I have to attend.

After the Prodigy Battle ends, I'll take you home," Jiang Ya said.

This Prodigy Battle is very important.

Although the master didn't say it outright, Jiang Ya could sense it.

(End of this chapter)