Chapter 373: Do the Old Men in the Upper Realm Not Take Baths?

Chapter 373: Do the Old Men from the Upper Realm Never Bathe?

Qi Yuan’s figure spanned across the sky.

At the Origin Land, the Black Deer Martial Lord and others gazed at the Demon Court, their eyes filled with astonishment.

“Is this the Myriad Demon Realm?”

“The homeland of the Ancestral Demon Lord?”

“We’ve actually come to the homeland of Dongjun’s Dao companion!”

Amidst a flurry of murmurs.

Above the Demon Court, a ripple of spatial fluctuation emerged.

The Demon King’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

For this was the fluctuation of the Ancestral Master descending to the lower realm.

The other Purple Mansions of the Demon Court all wore expressions of reverence, though inwardly they remained uncertain.

After all, they had no idea of the Ancestral Master’s cultivation level, nor how formidable that mighty enemy truly was.

In any case, both were realms beyond their comprehension.

The fluctuation grew stronger. Before the figure arrived, his voice preceded him.

“This venerable one’s body is somewhat large. You all lend your strength, and let me squeeze a toe inside.”

The voice came from the rippling space.

This Ancestral Master from the upper realm was clearly showing off.

Somewhat large?

Larger than me?

The Demon King and the many Purple Mansions glanced at the sky, seeing that the colossal being there made no response. They then channeled their demonic power toward that patch of space.

At that moment, the space was finally pried open into a massive gap.

A behemoth the size of a city squeezed through, blotting out the sun and covering the many demon tribes beneath the Demon Court, obscuring their view.

“Ah, the gap is too small—only a single toe has come through!”

The voice carried a hint of pride and boastfulness.

In Blue Star terms, this would be called humblebragging.

He was a Great Venerable at the Four Steps of Heaven-Stomping.

With one fist, he could easily annihilate a nation.

How could there be any foe in the lower realm?

The Demon King beside him was startled.

Under normal circumstances, seeing such a massive toe would indeed make him grovel.

After all, a toe the size of a city was terrifying enough.

But compared to that boundless figure in the sky, it fell far short.

The Demon King couldn’t help but look at the Demon Queen.

The Demon Queen understood his meaning and transmitted her voice: “Perhaps the Ancestral Master is short but sturdy.”

Ordinarily, using “short but sturdy” here would be a mistake.

But compared to the monstrous giant in the heavens, this was already a compliment.

“Let’s hope so,” the Demon King thought anxiously.

Then, together with the other Purple Mansions, they exerted their strength to widen the crack.

Time passed, minute by minute.

The giant in the sky grew larger and larger.

It was now half the size of the Demon Court.

It blotted out the sun, truly terrifying.

Such a colossal being could destroy an entire city with a single sneeze.

A massive eyeball, like a lantern, appeared.

“The light of the Myriad Demon Realm is red—how interesting.”

The Ancestral Master from the upper realm finally squeezed out completely.

His body was enormous; this was the largest form he could maintain.

His gaze involuntarily fell upon the ten-thousand-zhang-long giant serpent within the Demon Court, a hint of contempt in his eyes.

This Demon King of the Demon Court truly lacked vision.

A serpent ten thousand zhang long?

That’s considered large?

Nothing more than that.

It was only natural for those in the lower realm to be ignorant.

“Are you the one who killed my disciple?” the old man spoke, his voice like thunder.

A great wind seemed to sweep through the entire Demon Court. Many low-level demons stumbled, were flung away, and some were even shaken to death on the spot, a tragic sight.

The Demon King was also shocked, for even the mere gaze of this Ancestral Master made him feel his soul was about to perish.

“Ancestral Master, I am the Demon King of the Demon Court, not your great enemy. It was I who notified you just now,” the Demon King hastily explained.

The old man from the upper realm paused, somewhat embarrassed.

“Oh, then where is the enemy?”

He scanned the surroundings but saw no particularly large creature.

“Hmm? Could he have been scared off by this venerable one?”

The old man from the upper realm preened.

This was only natural.

In the upper realm, he was a figure of some renown.

A Great Venerable, some of whom could even meet the legendary Yang God.

If favored by the Yang God and granted the qualification to illuminate the myriad realms, that would be the pinnacle.

Coming to the lower realm and having the enemy flee in fear was only to be expected.

“Which direction did he flee?” the old man from the upper realm asked.

At this point, the Demon King glanced again at the Demon Queen.

He suddenly felt that “short but sturdy” did not necessarily mean reliable—it could also mean utterly useless.

“He did not flee, he is… in the sky.”

“Fled to the sky?” The old man from the upper realm heard only half the words; his colossal body craned his head to look up at the heavens.

……

“…Your sky is quite strange, all red. This old man suddenly remembers he has a steamed bun left uneaten. I’ll come back after finishing it.”

Having said that, the old man from the upper realm prepared to leave with an air of dignity.

But as his massive body lunged forward, he could not squeeze into the spatial rift no matter how hard he tried.

He grew frantic, his composure finally cracking, on the verge of tears.

Just then, a voice sounded in his ear: “Are you the mastermind who ambushed me?”

The old man from the upper realm stiffened, not daring to move: “This old man did not, did not, absolutely did not, Celestial Lord!”

In the upper realm, a Yang God was honored as Celestial Lord!

How could he have imagined that in this mountain nook, he would encounter a Yang God?

What did that even mean?

You go fishing in the pond at your doorstep, and suddenly find an aircraft carrier parked in it.

Hmm…

Pretty slim odds, right?

Hmm… it might happen once, barely, since the world always has its illogical occurrences.

But how… in the same place, it happened again?

“Could it be that I didn’t send Thousand-Eye to the Sparkling Star to cancel the martial arts tournament and stop me from playing my game?” The voice was vast, a gigantic eye fixed on the old man from the upper realm.

The old man from the upper realm trembled all over, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Within the Demon Court, a sour, stinking rain began to fall.

“This lowly one would never dare to scheme against the Celestial Lord!” How many years had it been since he last sweated?

Qi Yuan’s expression remained calm.

The other was not lying.

Because his nose had not grown longer.

“You old men from the upper realm never bathe, do you? Stinking to high heaven,” Qi Yuan said with disdain.

It seemed the civilization of the upper realm was not much to speak of.

Compared to the lower realm, it was just the pot calling the kettle black.

Once he went to the upper realm, he would surely rectify its customs.

Everyone would be civilized!

Old men and old women would bathe once a day!

Then he would open a bathhouse and surely make a fortune.

After all, those old folks were his potential white moonlight.

A white moonlight that didn’t bathe—Qi Yuan found that rather off-putting.

“I…” The old man from the upper realm choked, not daring to retort.

At their level of cultivation, who still bathed?

Even water was dirtier than them.

“Since the mastermind isn’t you, could it be someone else?” Qi Yuan asked in surprise, looking at the old man from the upper realm.

The old man from the upper realm shivered.

And the Demon King was terrified as well.

Judging by this, being short and small really wasn’t tough!

“This old man truly knows nothing, nor of any martial arts tournament!” the old man from the upper realm cried out in protest.

In his heart, he cursed the Demon King to death.

“Could it be that I misunderstood?” the terrified giant mused.

The old man from the upper realm trembled.

In his sacred land, even the legendary Celestial Lord’s dharma body was not this huge, was it?

What kind of monster was this?

At this moment, Qi Yuan also found himself in a bind. He began to wonder if he was suffering from persecution mania?

Impossible.

Being cautious was always good.

Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty escape.

But then again…

“Do you know of the Ancestral Demon Lord?” At that moment, Qi Yuan thought of something and asked.

He wanted to clarify the game’s background in this world.

According to the Black Deer Martial Lord, Dongjun’s dao companion was the Ancestral Demon Lord.

In the ruins, that Purple Mansion Ancient Demon had said that after the Ancestral Demon vanished, the demons of the upper realm occupied the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

Hearing this, the old man from the upper realm said tremblingly: “This old man has heard of the Ancestral Demon Lord—he was a… Celestial Lord.”

He was bitter.

One Celestial Lord appearing here was bad enough, but now another?

“A Yang God?” Qi Yuan was not surprised; he asked again, “Who was his dao companion?”

The old man from the upper realm paused, then said: “I have never heard that the Ancestral Demon Lord had a dao companion.”

In the Origin Land, the Black Deer Martial Lord and the others were taken aback.

“Hmph, this demon is spouting nonsense—the Ancestral Demon Lord’s dao companion was Dongjun.”

“He must be short-sighted!”

Qi Yuan looked at the old man from the upper realm and continued: “Have you heard of Dongjun?”

“Never heard of him,” the old man from the upper realm answered quickly.

“Oh, is that so?” Qi Yuan was surprised. “Do you know the origins of the Ancestral Demon Lord?”

“This…” The old man from the upper realm racked his brains.

Facing a Celestial Lord, he dared not hide anything.

Or rather, hiding was useless.

A Celestial Lord could extract all answers with a soul search.

"I have heard that the Ancestral Demon Lord was not a creature of this realm.

With her mighty divine powers, she severed the connection between heaven and earth, unwilling to ascend to the upper realm.

Later, she vanished, and only then did this realm fall into our hands," said the old man from the upper realm.

Generally speaking, it is utterly impossible for a Yang God to appear in the lower realm.

The emergence of an Ancestral Demon Lord not of this realm was already terrifying enough.

Yet now, another new one had arrived.

How could he not be filled with dread?

"My humble name is Qian Li, an elder of the thirty-seventh realm of Wuliang Mountain.

Our Wuliang Mountain has a Celestial Venerable, seated in the third heaven."

The old man from the upper realm mentioned his origins to intimidate Qi Yuan.

If that worked, perhaps Qi Yuan would not kill him.

"Oh, so he is the mastermind behind it all.

I'll give you a chance—call him down," Qi Yuan said casually.

The old man's face darkened abruptly, his expression pained: "This humble one... is not worthy to see the Celestial Venerable."

Wuliang Mountain has seven hundred realms, and he was merely an elder of one.

How could he be worthy of meeting the legendary Celestial Venerable?

"Boring, boring."

Between heaven and earth, a flash of blood-red light passed.

Then the terrifying giant eye in the sky closed.

Within the Demon Court, all the monsters stiffened in that instant.

When the giant eye opened again, the demons of the Demon Court, including that unwashed old man from the upper realm, all fell.

A blood-red figure also appeared above the Demon Court, extraordinarily handsome.

This blood-red figure was Qi Yuan.

He had come here to see if this realm held any traces left by the Ancestral Demon Lord.

But... after sweeping through the area, he found no useful information.

...

In the end, Qi Yuan did not go to the Can Star to feast.

However, he secretly took a portion of braised pig trotter rice and left.

After all, when he returned to the Gong Star, bored in the sky, he could just eat that pig trotter rice.

By the time he finished the pig trotter rice, Qi Yuan's figure had returned to his home.

"Meow!"

Xie Xinsu bristled, letting out a miserable cry.

The robot Zero-One stood quietly, like an elegant housekeeper: "Welcome home, Master."

The woman in the tight-fitting suit's mind tensed instantly, her heart racing wildly as she stared at the man before her, who was excessively handsome.

Even now, she could not accept that her own younger brother... was that colossal being in the sky.

"I'm back. I didn't keep you waiting too long, did I?" Qi Yuan looked at the woman in the tight-fitting suit, his voice gentle.

After all, she was his creditor.

"No, no!" the woman in the tight-fitting suit quickly replied.

"I know you came all this way to see me because you want me to repay the money.

Alas, I'm a bit tight on funds right now. Could I delay paying back those tens of thousands I owe you?" Qi Yuan asked tentatively.

He was still saving money to buy land and build the underworld.

Repaying the money? For now, that was impossible.

"No! No need to repay!" the woman in the tight-fitting suit said hastily, perhaps too nervous, her speech breathless.

She even began to doubt whether this overly gentle, cautious man before her was the same being who had swallowed a star.

"There are still many good people in this world!" Qi Yuan couldn't help but exclaim. "Actually, I'm a good person too. When I went to the Can Star and asked them not to cancel the martial arts tournament, part of it was selfish.

But... more than that, I don't want our traditional culture to die out in our generation, and I don't want the audience of the martial arts tournament to lose such a wonderful show in the future.

By doing this, I'm also contributing to the GDP of the Qinyuan Kingdom!"

At the end, Qi Yuan felt a bit guilty.

After all, contributing to GDP was a bit of a stretch.

Qi Yuan had heard a story like this:

Jia took out 100 yuan and said to Yi, "If you eat that dog shit in front of you, I'll give you this 100 yuan."

Yi was tempted, ate the dog shit, and angrily earned 100, but then felt cheated, so he took out 100 yuan and made Jia eat dog shit.

Jia lost 100 yuan, felt annoyed, so he ate the dog shit and earned the 100 back.

Neither made any money; they each ate two piles of dog shit, but they boosted the country's GDP.

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, the woman in the tight-fitting suit could only respond with "Mm-hmm," not daring to say much.

As for urging Qi Yuan to leave and hide in the Tianyuan Sect?

She dared not even mention that again.

"Alright, I need to go to the Origin Land. Bye-bye, see you next time."

With that, Qi Yuan's figure vanished.

He came in haste and left in haste.

He was still waiting to see the Wall of the Eastern Lord, to find out what the legendary Spirit Realm Martial Lord truly was.

...

The Mountain and Sea Scrolls.

The pale moon shared its radiance, the bright river mirrored its shadow.

On the clear lake surface, a small boat was like a stroke in a landscape painting.

A woman stood at the bow, her eyes filled with endless confusion.

She looked ahead and said slowly, "How much longer until I see the truth?"

Wang Yuanyu looked at the woman and said softly, "It could be ten years, or it could be a hundred years."

Within the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, countless scrolls began to crisscross and connect.

Countless killings occurred.

When Wang Yuanyu saw Green Pearl, an endless murderous intent surged within her heart.

She felt an impulse to kill the other.

But in the end, she suppressed her instinct and cooperated with Green Pearl.

For she knew that once they saw the truth, they would face a true great calamity.

"I wish time would pass faster." A glimmer of joy and anticipation flashed in Green Pearl's bright eyes.

"Are you not afraid of the worlds converging, of perishing and losing your Dao?" Wang Yuanyu said. "In this world, perhaps all that is false will perish, leaving only one truth."

"I am afraid, but I want to see Master, to say thank you to him in person." Green Pearl said wistfully.

The princess of yore had finally grown up.

Back then, Master had vanished without a trace, and she had no chance to thank him.

That thank-you had lingered in her heart ever since.

"I also want Master to know that Green Pearl did not disgrace him!"

(End of this chapter)