Chapter 142: Stealing Xiao Jia's Snacks? You Already Have a Way to Die!

Chapter 142: Snatching Xiao Jia’s Snacks, Already a Path to Death!

Supreme divine thunder descended into the harem.

All Divine Infant cultivators of the Light Palace were slain.

Qi Yuan held a recording stone, capturing this scene.

“Pity that the Divine Flower Assembly’s forum cannot post images or videos.

Otherwise, if the scene of the Light Palace suffering heavenly punishment and divine thunder striking were leaked, I could stand on the highest moral ground.

Even the heavenly thunder could not resist striking you—is the Light Palace still righteous?”

Though he could not post videos, Qi Yuan thought to record it anyway.

Perhaps, someday, it might spread.

After recording, Qi Yuan prepared to leave the Wei Kingdom.

After all, he still had many places to go.

Many alternate identities had yet to appear.

Though in some places, he simply tossed the blood-colored longsword to act as an alias.

But it was still not enough.

He had to cause chaos everywhere, so it would seem he had many allies, no?

Holding the recording stone amidst the thunder, he was about to depart.

Then, in the vast imperial palace, many cultivators looked up at him, bowing solemnly.

There were elders, the young and strong, and children.

“Thank you, senior, for saving our Wei Kingdom!”

“Senior’s grace, the Wei Kingdom will never forget!”

In the hundred-nation blood war, some kingdoms were willing to compromise, while others were not.

But before the mighty Light Palace, they had no power to resist, reduced to mere pawns.

The more they resisted the Light Palace, the more they fell into the demonic camp, sinking utterly.

Feeling the goodwill of many cultivators, Qi Yuan declared loudly, “We cultivators, if we commit many injustices, will surely face heavenly punishment!

From now on, you must do more good deeds!”

After spreading a wave of positive energy, Qi Yuan’s figure vanished in that instant.

Leaving behind only a group of cultivators, their hearts stirred yet bewildered.

……

Bloodless City.

The Blood Crystal Mine stretched for dozens of miles, a blood-red vista as far as the eye could see.

At this moment, Qi Yuan gazed at the graceful figure ahead, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Jia was in the Blood Crystal Mine, picking up countless blood crystals one by one, hiding them somewhere unknown.

Qi Yuan showed a fond smile.

Feeding Xiao Jia always brought joy.

About an hour later, Xiao Jia emerged from the Blood Crystal Mine and flew to Qi Yuan’s side.

Her sleeve tightly clutched Qi Yuan, and a joyful wooden sign slipped from her cuff.

“Eat freely; this mine is already my private property,” Qi Yuan said grandly.

The Blood Crystal Mine of Bloodless City had been secured for him by Lord Withered Wood.

Every day, a large amount of blood crystals were sent to Seven Colors Peak.

This time, Qi Yuan had sought the sect master’s permission to collect blood crystals in Bloodless City.

In truth, he spent most of his time not in the mine.

But rather, his alternate identities were out, wreaking havoc far and wide.

Of course, everyone else thought he was in the mine.

“Come, Xiao Jia, let’s go home.” Qi Yuan took Xiao Jia’s hand and left the Blood Crystal Mine.

At that moment, outside the Blood Crystal Mine.

Liu Guan looked uneasy, his granddaughter Duan Qianrou standing beside him, her mind full of thoughts.

Some time ago, Liu Guan had joined the siege of the Black Chicken Old Demon, teaming up with a mysterious prodigy. He had suffered a soul injury and fallen unconscious, only to be sent home by that mysterious prodigy.

He had always been curious about the identity of that mysterious prodigy.

After all, that prodigy had slain a late-stage Yuan Dan cultivator while still at the Foundation Establishment stage!

“Grandfather, is he really that person? What if he isn’t?” Duan Qianrou also recalled the young man her mother had met on the flying boat.

Later, while riding the Cloud Rabbit Carriage, she had encountered that young man.

She hadn’t thought much of it then, but now it seemed he might be the one who destroyed the Black Mountain Sect.

Liu Guan’s face showed a helpless expression: “I hope so…”

Duan Qianrou’s expression was complex.

This Blood Crystal Mine was under her control.

Previously, a true disciple of the Demon Desire Sect had used his influence to force the Duan family to regularly send a portion of blood crystals to the Demon Desire Sect.

Duan Qianrou had no choice but to comply.

But later, the Divine Light Sect stepped in, taking all the Blood Crystal Mines in Bloodless City into their hands.

Their blood crystals had to be supplied to the Divine Light Sect.

As for that Demon Desire Sect disciple, they had to cut ties.

Who would have thought that in the past few days, that true disciple of the Demon Desire Sect would come knocking?

Duan Qianrou had explained all the reasons clearly, but the Demon Desire Sect disciple ignored her entirely, giving her a deadline.

He even threatened that if she didn’t hand them over, he would take them himself.

Duan Qianrou had reported this to the Divine Light Sect, but unfortunately, the sect was far away, and no one had come to handle it yet.

Now, they placed their hopes on Qi Yuan.

The gate of the Blood Crystal Mine opened, and Qi Yuan, in a white robe, looked exceptionally handsome.

Xiao Jia, in a blood-red robe, followed obediently behind him.

This scene, to be honest, was somewhat eerie for Duan Qianrou.

Still, she steeled herself and said, “Greetings, Master Qi Yuan!”

Qi Yuan glanced at the two of them: “You waited for me here—what is it?”

"Reporting to the young master, Ji Ruxue of the Demon Desire Sect..." Duan Qianrou recounted the matter truthfully, all while watching Qi Yuan's reaction closely.

After all, as a true disciple of such a sect, lofty and aloof, he might not only refuse to help but could even blame them for this affair.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan glanced at Duan Qianrou. "Is this true?"

"Absolutely true; this humble woman would never dare deceive you!" Now, Duan Qianrou was utterly humble before Qi Yuan, a far cry from the haughty demeanor she had shown him before.

Qi Yuan looked at Duan Qianrou, hidden information surfacing, confirming she had not lied. He said coldly, "I never imagined someone would dare steal Xiaojia's snacks—such audacity."

Ever since Qi Yuan had regarded the Radiant Palace as a great enemy,

he had rarely encountered petty thugs as foes.

Now that a petty thug had come to steal Xiaojia's snacks, he naturally had to act.

Occasionally stepping on such small fry, changing the pace, was rather amusing.

Otherwise, always fighting Divine Infants and Purple Mansions grew tiresome after a while.

After all, fighting old codgers too often made him feel weary and aged.

It was only by mingling with the young that he felt young himself.

Otherwise, why did the wealthy in his past life on Blue Star prefer young schoolgirls?

"Come, go with me to see just how bold this Ji Ruxue of the Demon Desire Sect really is."

Hearing this, Duan Qianrou felt reassured, a hint of secret joy in her heart.

As long as Qi Yuan stepped in, this matter could be resolved.

...

In Bloodless City, the manor was remote yet grand.

Ji Ruxue's hair was white as snow, her appearance even more captivating than her sister Ji Boying's.

At that moment, her jade fingers twisted a strand of her white hair, a smile on her face. "I never thought that coming here, I'd run into the one Lord Wind Fury has marked for capture."

The Demon Desire Sect was divided into two factions: one surnamed Ji, the other Shen.

The Shen faction kept a low profile, rarely showing itself.

Now, the Ji faction held power in the Demon Desire Sect.

Some time ago, the Demon Desire Sect had colluded with the Radiant Palace.

Her sister Ji Boying had even been sent to accompany that old man, Lord Six Strings.

At this moment, beside Ji Ruxue, two Divine Infant cultivators wore smiles in their eyes.

Ji Mingqiu beamed with joy. "Qi Yuan is truly audacious, daring to venture out alone.

This time, we will surely capture him and deliver him to Lord Withered Tree!"

"Pity that Kang Fulu is now overly cautious, never leaving his mountain gate. We can only catch this... Qi Yuan.

Alas, his weight is still too light.

Even if we present him to Lord Wind Fury, he might agree to let our Demon Desire Sect relocate from the Hundred Kingdoms, but he won't value us!" Lord Ji Chu spoke, a hint of regret in his eyes.

"Capturing something is better than nothing; stop being picky!" Ji Mingqiu retorted.

"Our spies have reported that he is heading this way and will arrive soon. That saves us the trouble of going to him." Ji Ruxue said smugly.

The three in the room were already confident of victory.

After all, two Divine Infants and one Foundation Establishment—how could Qi Yuan stand against them?

Even if Kang Fulu came, it wouldn't be enough.

This level of force was already an overestimation of Qi Yuan.

About the time it takes an incense stick to burn,

outside the manor, Qi Yuan, Xiaojia, Liu Guan, and Duan Qianrou appeared.

Duan Qianrou was about to knock on the door.

Qi Yuan stopped her with a glance, stepped forward, and said lazily, "Those inside, come out quickly. You're surrounded."

Duan Qianrou and Liu Guan exchanged glances but said nothing.

At that moment, a light laugh came from within the courtyard, and a woman with hair white as snow pushed open the door, a relaxed smile in her eyes. "Brother Qi Yuan, have you come here for some important matter?"

Seeing Ji Ruxue's carefree demeanor, Duan Qianrou's heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, she felt a foreboding sense of doom.

Liu Guan also furrowed his brow.

Though Ji Ruxue was Ji Boying's younger sister, she was a concubine's daughter with poor talent, merely an ordinary true disciple in the Demon Desire Sect, far inferior to Qi Yuan, the chief disciple of a peak.

How could she be so confident?

Qi Yuan seemed not to notice this and said bluntly, "I'm here to inform you: for stealing Xiaojia's snacks, you'll go to hell to accompany your Ji ancestors!"

Qi Yuan was quick to kill.

Ji Ruxue was stunned.

She knew Qi Yuan had come to cause trouble for her. But why was he suddenly talking about killing?

Fortunately...

Ji Ruxue's expression turned cold. "Kill me? Better think about how to save your own skin first!"

With Ji Ruxue's words, two overwhelmingly powerful auras suddenly erupted from the manor.

Ji Mingqiu and Ji Chu, both Divine Infants, appeared abruptly, their mighty presences surging, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to tremble.

Ji Chu smiled. "Nephew, long time no see?"

"Divine Infants?"

The sudden appearance of two Divine Infants turned Duan Qianrou's face pale instantly.

Liu Guan was even more terrified, disbelief in his eyes.

Had they stumbled into a major conflict?

Doom, doom—they were all going to die here.

Facing two Divine Infants, Qi Yuan remained utterly calm. "Sigh, I just wanted to deal with some petty thugs. Why are some big thugs so eager to die?"

Ji Chu and Ji Mingqiu were momentarily taken aback.

Ji Mingqiu said coldly, "Truly as mad as the rumors say."

With that, he struck directly.

The formidable power of a Divine Infant cultivator surged forth.

This was nothing a Golden Core could compare to.

Liu Guan's spine chilled, his heart filled with anxiety and despair.

Some time ago, that mysterious protagonist had slain a late-stage Golden Core with a single slash. Even if that person was Qi Yuan, he was undoubtedly a peerless prodigy.

Before me stood two Divine Infant cultivators, one even at the mid-stage of Divine Infant, equal in rank to the Sovereign of the Divine Light Sect.

Such experts, when they strike, must do so with thunderous force, leaving no survivors.

Yet at this moment, Qi Yuan yawned: "Indeed, Divine Infants from a small place are still inferior to those from a grand domain."

He could clearly sense the gap between the Divine Infant before him and the one from the Bright Palace he had slain at Lingfeng Crossing.

The gap was vast, yet they were equally weak.

Qi Yuan lightly tapped his finger, and a broken sword coalesced in the void.

Facing Ji Mingqiu's attack, he gently thrust the broken sword forward.

"To kill you, why need divine abilities?"

As the words fell, the broken sword swept through with irresistible force, clearing away Ji Mingqiu's assault entirely. The sword pressed on, breaking through his protective spiritual energy and landing upon his Divine Infant.

The Divine Infant shattered in an instant, more fragile than a balloon.

Ji Mingqiu's eyes widened; before he could even react, he was... dead.

A dignified mid-stage Divine Infant, one of the strongest in Great Shang.

Just like that... dead?

Ji Chu's eyes split with rage, disbelief flooding his gaze: "You are not Qi Yuan!"

The scene before him was too horrifying, too absurd.

Without hesitation, he unleashed a divine ability to flee.

Yet his escape, to Qi Yuan, was as slow as a tortoise.

"Die," Qi Yuan uttered, as if his words commanded fate.

Ji Chu, a full-fledged Divine Infant, saw his body inexplicably explode, dead beyond death.

Two Divine Infant cultivators, in the span of a single breath, had both fallen.

Ji Ruxue, her face filled with terror, stumbled backward. Suddenly, her neck twisted, and she too died there.

Three enemies, all dispatched in an instant.

Everything happened so suddenly, so hastily.

It was as if the ones who died were not Divine Infant lords, but... Foundation Establishment cultivators!

Behind him, Liu Guan stared wide-eyed, utterly unable to believe it.

Wasn't Qi Yuan a disciple of the Seven Colors Peak?

How had he suddenly... killed two Divine Infants?

Even the Sovereign of the Divine Light Sect could not do this, could he?

His body trembled, incapable of comprehending the scene before him.

As for Duan Qianrou, she lay on the ground, seemingly struck by the battle's aftershocks, feigning unconsciousness.

"Alright, the killing is done. Time to go. Stop pretending to be unconscious," Qi Yuan said, glancing at Duan Qianrou.

Wasn't her acting at playing dead too poor?

Only then did Duan Qianrou rise.

She looked at Qi Yuan, fear in her eyes.

Yes, fear.

"Senior..." Duan Qianrou's voice trembled.

"Why call me senior? Am I that old? Call me... Master Qi Yuan," Qi Yuan said calmly.

Hearing this, Duan Qianrou's gums quivered, uncertain of what fate awaited her.

After all, having stumbled upon such a terrifying event, they might well be silenced.

Qi Yuan glanced at Liu Guan: "You're a decent person."

Back when they besieged the Black Chicken Old Demon, no one was willing to team up with him, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, except Liu Guan.

Liu Guan, hearing this, thought of something and felt a surge of joy.

Could it be... that it was really him?

"Don't worry, I'm not a bloodthirsty man," Qi Yuan said casually. "I only need you to swear by your heart demon that you will never reveal today's events in any way, and this matter ends here."

For now, the Bright Palace had not yet fallen.

He still had to keep his identity hidden, not exposing his true strength.

"Senior, if I reveal even a shred of today's events, may I die a miserable death!" Liu Guan swore immediately.

Duan Qianrou followed suit with her oath.

Both felt a sense of survival after a catastrophe.

At the same time, their gazes toward Qi Yuan were filled with deep reverence.

What had happened today felt like a dream.

"Alright, the killing is done. I must return to the peak," Qi Yuan said, then left with Xiao Jia. Before departing, he glanced at Liu Guan. "Compared to before, you're not so frail. If you had fainted today, I'd have had to see you off."

With that, Qi Yuan and Xiao Jia vanished.

Only Liu Guan and Duan Qianrou remained, their hearts unable to calm for a long time.

Duan Qianrou looked at Liu Guan: "Grandfather, is it really him?"

"Yes... absolutely!" Liu Guan's eyes blazed with intense light.

Qi Yuan, at Foundation Establishment, slaying a late-stage Yuan Dan—that could still be understood.

But today's scene surpassed his imagination.

Could it be that Qi Yuan was actually the reincarnation of some deity?

Only that could explain it!

What an immense fortune this was!

His heart shook.

After a long while, his emotions settled.

"Qianrou, let's not mention the relocation anymore.

We must live or die with Great Shang!

Gather more blood crystals; next time, I'll deliver them personally to the Divine Light Sect!"

With such a colossal opportunity, how could they not cling to it with all their might?

...

When Qi Yuan returned to the Seven Colors Peak, he received a summons from the sect leader.

Now, standing in the sect's grand hall, Qi Yuan looked at Withered Wood True Lord and said slowly, "What business does the sect leader have with me?"

Qi Yuan said, glancing at Kang Fulu beside Lord Kumu.

Now Kang Fulu had already stepped into the Yuan Dan realm.

This surprised Qi Yuan somewhat.

“Do you still remember the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle I mentioned some time ago?” Lord Kumu spoke.

“Of course I remember.”

“The Eastern Land Prodigy Battle has been suddenly moved up; it will begin in another month or two.

This time, you and Kang Fulu will go together to participate,” Lord Kumu said.

Qi Yuan heard this and paused.

So soon?

“How long will the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle take to yield results?” Qi Yuan asked.

He was still eager to accomplish his great task of destroying the Bright Light Palace; where would he find time for some Prodigy Battle?

“At the shortest, half a month; at the longest, several years—there’s no fixed rule.”

Qi Yuan’s face fell at this: “Can I not go?”

Lord Kumu was stunned. He looked at Qi Yuan and said nothing more, but his expression turned extremely grim.

Kang Fulu then spoke gently: “Junior Brother Qi Yuan, have you run into some trouble? Feel free to speak up, and we’ll help you resolve it.”

“I’m just about to destroy the Bright Light Palace; I have no time to attend this Prodigy Battle,” Qi Yuan said casually.

After all, no one believed what he said anyway, so he might as well tell the truth.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished, the gentle smile on Kang Fulu’s face froze.

Your trouble—truly a trouble—how dare you say that!

Lord Kumu, staring at Qi Yuan, said coldly: “This time, the location of the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle is on Cuiyun Continent, not far from the Bright Light Palace. It won’t delay your destruction… of the Bright Light Palace!”

He deliberately emphasized the last four words to convey his inner feelings.

Qi Yuan’s face lit up at this: “In that case, Sect Master, rest assured—when I destroy the Bright Light Palace, I’ll definitely take part in the Prodigy Battle on the side and achieve a good result!”

Since it was on the way, it wouldn’t interfere with his plan to annihilate the Bright Light Palace!

Lord Kumu looked at Qi Yuan with helplessness.

“I never expected the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle to be moved up.

You’ve only just stepped into Foundation Establishment not long ago, and your cultivation hasn’t improved much.

For the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle, you don’t need to achieve too good a result—just do your best.”

Originally, the timing of the Eastern Land Prodigy Battle wouldn’t have been so tight; with Qi Yuan’s talent, he would have had time to raise his cultivation.

Now, with its sudden commencement, Qi Yuan’s strength hadn’t increased much, and his hope of entering the top hundred would be even slimmer.

Lord Kumu could only place all his hopes on his son-in-law, Kang Fulu.

“Sect Master, rest assured—the treasure you gave me last time has been of great use.

This time, I’ll bring back your clan’s treasure no matter what!” Qi Yuan said with confidence.

Lord Kumu smiled helplessly: “When you go to the Eastern Lands this time, don’t reveal your identities. There’s a Divine Infant Elder in the Bright Light Palace who seems hostile to you.”

Qi Yuan nodded.

The Sect Master means Wind Fury Lord, right?

He’s long dead.

Probably in a few days, the news will spread.

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