Chapter 384: Sisterly Affection, Deep as the Sea

Chapter 384 Sisterly Love, Deep as the Sea

"When Sister Ice Mountain wakes up, remember to tell her that I have entered the Purple Mansion realm!"

Qi Yuan left a message in the Divine Flower Society group chat and then logged out.

Walking along the paths of the Divine Radiance Sect, every cultivator, whether a disciple or an elder, looked at Qi Yuan with expressions of awe and reverence.

Clearly, the present Qi Yuan had already become a legendary figure within the Divine Radiance Sect.

"Is that the senior brother?"

"I heard he is even stronger than Senior Brother Kang Fulu!"

"Didn't Senior Brother Kang once make it onto the Eastlands Prodigy Rankings?"

Some of the disciples exclaimed in astonishment.

Never mind the Eastlands Prodigy Rankings, even the Great Shang Prodigy Rankings were an unattainable existence far beyond their reach.

"What do the Eastlands Prodigy Rankings amount to? Senior Brother Qi Yuan once climbed the... Canglan Prodigy Rankings!"

"Ah? What kind of ranking is that?"

"Hehe, you wouldn't know, would you? My uncle's nephew's brother told me that he personally witnessed Qi Yuan ascending that mysterious Canglan Prodigy Ranking!"

"I don't believe it, that must be a rumor. Senior Brother Kang Fulu is the number one prodigy of the Divine Radiance Sect. He actually dared to... peek at the junior sisters bathing!"

"Senior Brother Qi Yuan is the true prodigy, he dared to steal the beautiful elders' undergarments!"

These people, for some reason, began to argue among themselves.

Witnessing this scene, Qi Yuan felt rather helpless in his heart: "Hey, I have never stolen a beautiful elder's undergarments, please do not spread rumors!"

"Senior Brother!" Those disciples hurriedly bowed their heads in salute.

The female disciple who had spoken up for Qi Yuan earlier now said with an air of triumphant pride: "Senior Brother Qi Yuan didn't steal the beautiful elder's undergarments, the beautiful elder delivered them herself at night!"

She felt quite proud of her own cleverness, ensuring that Senior Brother Qi Yuan was not framed as a common thief.

"Oh..."

Qi Yuan was left speechless.

Such a thing... it seemed there really had been a similar incident.

However, that was when he was refining the Qi of the Five Elements, which had caused some bouts of madness and chaos within the Divine Radiance Sect.

It could not be taken seriously.

"Look at you, three years unseen and you have made some progress, becoming an official disciple. Stop spreading wild rumors! Official disciples are also the face of the Divine Radiance Sect."

Qi Yuan looked at this fan of his, speaking casually, and then his figure dissolved into nothingness.

Hearing this, the young woman's eyes filled with a look of pleasant surprise: "Senior Brother Qi Yuan... actually remembers me!"

Back then, she had been a menial disciple at the Divine Medicine Peak, specifically responsible for reception. When Senior Brother Qi Yuan went to the Divine Medicine Peak to seek medicine, she was the one who received him and recommended that he look for Elder Xuan Chong.

Later, Senior Brother Qi Yuan had even pointed out a flaw in her physical cultivation. Only after she resolved it did her cultivation increase, allowing her to become an official disciple.

...

Returning to the Seven-Color Peak, Qi Yuan was in quite a good mood.

Having attained the Purple Mansion realm, his style and status naturally had to be elevated.

He could not allow any house within the Divine Radiance Sect to possess more class than his own.

Perfected Lord Withered Wood had taken Qi Yuan's design blueprints and had already gone to find people to begin construction, building a small multi-story house for Qi Yuan.

"Only with a proper house can my status be matched. When my wives move in, they won't have to worry about not having their own independent bedrooms!"

Qi Yuan thought to himself.

Of course, there was also his daughter, Qi Jianjun, who ran around wildly every single day, fishing all over the place.

By now, he had no idea where his daughter Qi Jianjun had gone to fish.

As for Shen Wushen, he should still be in the upper realm. Calculating by the timeline, he would descend to the lower realm in a little while longer to transmit the divine methods to Qi Yuan.

Thinking of Shen Wushen, Qi Yuan's gaze could not help but wander toward the pavilion palaces at the summit of the Seven-Color Peak, and toward that massive, ancient Qichun tree.

"Shen Wushen once said that it would take three years for the letter to reach Jin Li's hands. Two and a half years have already passed..."

In another half a year, Jin Li would be able to receive his letter.

A faint ripple of emotion stirred in Qi Yuan's heart.

He recalled the small figure of the Moon Maiden by the banks of July Lake, and that Empress Jin Li whom he had never even met.

"Senior Brother, run fast!"

Just then, a hurried voice rang out. One could see Jiang Lingxu, wrapped up tightly in her clothes, swiftly dashing to Qi Yuan's side and firmly clutching his arm.

Jiang Lingxu's voice instantly jolted Qi Yuan out of his melancholy.

"What is it?" he asked. "Why are you in such a rush? Don't tell me the sky is falling?"

Presently, Qi Yuan was already a legendary grand cultivator of the Purple Mansion realm; he naturally had to maintain his poise, remaining unperturbed even if Mount Tai were to collapse before his eyes.

"My dad is coming!" Jiang Lingxu said anxiously.

The image of that enthusiastic middle-aged man immediately surfaced in Qi Yuan's mind.

Back then, on the spiritual boat, that older gentleman had been exceptionally enthusiastic.

For the sake of his grand plan, Qi Yuan had "tricked" everyone into uploading cultivation techniques to the Divine Flower Society, personally weaving stories under the handle of the Heavenly Venerable of Origin.

Tales of a humble status, being looked down upon by senior brothers, and enduring the cold stares of others.

Then, uploading techniques to the Divine Flower Society, exchanging them for powerful arts, drawing countless glances of admiration, with the cold senior sister throwing him meaningful glances and the large-breasted junior sister running into his room in the dead of night.

At that time, Jiang Ruhua had taken the Heavenly Venerable of Origin's stories as absolute truth, using his own life experiences to guide Qi Yuan, advising him to choose the large-breasted junior sister.

As for what to do if the large-breasted junior sister's father disapproved?

Simply cook the raw rice into mature rice, letting the large-breasted junior sister appear with a prominent belly, leaving her old fool of a father with no choice but to hold his nose and accept it.

Sharing experiences with the younger generation to satisfy one's desire to play the teacher was a very pleasant thing.

But... when the father of that large-breasted junior sister turned out to be himself, Jiang Ruhua could no longer hold it together.

Neglecting his businesses entirely, he had taken up residence directly in the Great Shang.

Hearing that Qi Yuan had awakened, he instantly rushed over in this direction.

Hearing that it was Jiang Ruhua, Qi Yuan also lost a bit of his composure: "We truly must run, otherwise... it will be far too awkward!"

Qi Yuan suffered from severe social anxiety and did not dare to face Jiang Ruhua again.

When they met, how awkward it would be.

"Run!" Qi Yuan lifted Jiang Lingxu, and with a flash, he transformed into a phantom and vanished without a trace.

Outside the Seven-Color Peak, Jiang Ruhua, clad in a green robe, looked up at the streak of light fleeing across the sky and could not help but curse loudly: "You little brat, what are you running for!"

He wished he could strike with his sword.

But his daughter was still there!

"You little brat, you even got me banned from the Divine Flower Society—no respect for elders at all!"

Jiang Ruhua was indignant.

He had originally planned to spread rumors on the Divine Flower Society's forum, but who knew that as soon as he cursed the Origin Heavenly Lord, he was banned.

"Alas, a miscalculation, a miscalculation—I thought I was passing the dragon-slaying technique to that kid, but it turns out I was the dragon!"

...

Helan Prefecture, located north of the Eastern Lands, ranked below average among the thirteen prefectures of the East.

At this moment, atop a pavilion, a man in a blood-red robe leaned against the railing, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the passing cultivators below, a contemplative look in his eyes.

Beside him, Jiang Lingsu held a communication jade slip, seemingly chatting away with someone, from the looks of it, complaining.

After some time, Qi Yuan stretched lazily: "I am so diligent and hardworking."

Since arriving in Helan Prefecture, Qi Yuan had been using his eyes to "peep" at the world's cultivators every day.

All those above the Foundation Establishment stage had a mark inside their bodies. His eyes, upon seeing a person's mark each day, would receive a hint of information.

Thus, he "peeped" at the marks inside everyone's bodies in the world, all to find a way to remove or seal the marks.

"Good thing I watch from afar; otherwise, if I were on a subway, I'd be exposed online, wouldn't I?"

Qi Yuan was glad he lived in an era without subways.

Otherwise, with his high-intensity surveillance, he would definitely be caught and labeled a creepy voyeur.

Qi Yuan was naturally not a creep; though he peeped, he only looked at the marks, never a bit more.

These past days, he had seen so many marks, but the gains were not many.

Still, he had some ideas and backup plans.

"Senior Brother, how is it going?" Jiang Lingsu asked, seeing that her senior brother was no longer focused on thinking.

Actually, she was bursting with a desire to vent, just waiting for Qi Yuan to finish his business.

Though she didn't know what the senior brother was doing, she was willing to be a listener.

"For sealing the marks, I have two plans.

The first plan: use my innate divine ability, the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra, to chant sutras to the mark every day, making it forget that it is poisonous.

The second plan is a bit cruel: kill all those with marks. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out—won't the mark disappear?

Finally, I'll establish an underworld and let them resurrect in my underworld—wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Jiang Lingsu was stunned, looked at Qi Yuan, and said seriously, "Senior Brother, did you come up with these... two plans? They don't seem like something from your brain!"

"Ahem, I, the Origin Heavenly Lord, never plagiarize!" Qi Yuan argued, but then added, "Both plans have great risks; a slight mistake, alas."

"Senior Brother, are you still observing?" Jiang Lingsu asked eagerly.

"No more observing. I've seen all the cultivators in Helan Prefecture. Let's rest a while." Qi Yuan had watched for so long, naturally not just the cultivators wandering in the city.

All cultivators in Helan Prefecture above Foundation Establishment had been peeped at by him.

"Senior Brother, you really can brag, even more than Qiong Yunting!" Jiang Lingsu rolled her eyes at Qi Yuan.

Even if the senior brother had advanced to the Purple Mansion stage, he couldn't just glance and see all the cultivators in Helan Prefecture.

"What did that sister of yours brag about this time?" Qi Yuan laughed.

In the few days since arriving in Helan Prefecture, that painter had been away and not returned.

So Qi Yuan stayed at the Jiang family's property in Helan Prefecture.

One of Jiang Lingsu's "sisters" knew she had arrived and kept coming to play with her. On the surface, it was play, but actually, it was to show off how powerful a partner she had found.

At first, that Qiong Yunting saw Qi Yuan, her eyes sparkling, thinking he was Jiang Lingsu's beloved.

But later, when she heard that Qi Yuan came from a small country without even a Purple Mansion cultivator, Qiong Yunting's sparkling eyes turned into disdainful ones.

She actually came to play with Jiang Lingsu, flaunting her fiancé every day.

"What kind of damned sister!" Jiang Lingsu said angrily. "Her fiancé came out of seclusion and entered the Divine Infant stage."

"Not a sister?" Qi Yuan was surprised. "Weren't you two getting along quite well before?"

Qi Yuan recalled the previous meeting between Jiang Lingsu and Qiong Yunting.

Qiong Yunting praised Jiang Lingsu for being able to eat so much yet still have a good figure, saying she was envious, while she herself ate little and managed her figure, weighing under a hundred jin, yet couldn't have such a good figure.

Jiang Lingsu also praised Qiong Yunting for being really cute and having fair skin.

The two were clearly flattering each other, getting along very well.

"Getting along? Hmph, she's nothing but a green tea!" Jiang Lingsu said indignantly.

The term "green tea" was something Jiang Lingsu had learned from Qi Yuan.

"Is that so?" Qi Yuan didn't think much.

After all, thinking would grow his brain.

Too tiring.

Just then, suddenly, a soft and charming voice came, and a woman in a palace dress walked over: "Lingsu, little sister, I knew you'd be here.

Oh my, that wine-red long dress you're wearing today really suits you.

It's just a bit youthful; when you grow a little older and more mature, it will definitely look great!"

Jiang Lingsu wore a genial smile on her face, but in fact, she was gritting her teeth and sending a telepathic message to Qi Yuan.

"She says I'll look good when I grow up, but actually she's saying I don't look good now, that I'm pretending to be mature!"

While sending the telepathic message, Jiang Lingsu said softly, "I can't compare to you, sister, at your age still so cute.

This dress is actually just so-so. I don't think you'll ever be able to wear it in your life. If you did, it would be like a little girl wearing an overcoat—can't tell front from back!

I still envy you, sister, when you buy dresses, you don't have to consider size.

After killing some rogue cultivators, you can even wear the male rogue cultivators' robes directly!"

Qiong Yunting's smile froze slightly, then she relaxed and smiled: "Although I, sister, am not as well-born as you, little sister, I was lucky to find a good husband.

I can't even look at those rogue cultivators' robes anymore.

Alas, this is also a worry. Now I miss the days when I was poor. After killing a rogue cultivator, if his storage pouch had a few dozen spirit stones, I'd be overjoyed.

Not anymore.

So, alas, I envy you two. You can kill a rogue cultivator, open his storage pouch, and still be happy for days.

Alas, sometimes having money is not good; many joys disappear."

Qiong Yunting said this in a humblebrag manner.

Jiang Lingsu was rolling her eyes internally.

The other was calling her and her senior brother poor.

However, a kind smile still lingered on her face as she organized her words, preparing to counterattack.

Just then, Qi Yuan spoke up: “I just love killing calamity cultivators—they are all my enemies, my white moonlight!

As the ancients said, ‘Thus time passes, never ceasing day or night!’

I hope my enemies are just like that saying—dying day and night, leaving all their accumulated gains to me.

I’m so short on money, sigh, a poor man can’t even afford a plot of land.”

Qiong Yunting was slightly taken aback by Qi Yuan’s words.

Much of what he said, she did not understand.

But she grasped part of it, and a hint of disdain rose in her heart.

People from small places truly had shallow insight.

And short on money, indeed.

“Junior Brother Qi, how many spirit stones do you lack? My husband’s family is in Yuntian City, considered fairly wealthy—they can easily spare tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Given my long friendship with Lingsu, lending you some spirit stones is no problem.”

“Really or fake?” Qi Yuan’s face lit up with surprise.

He truly was short on money.

Short on money to buy land for the underworld, and short on money to buy an arch star.

“Perfect timing—my husband is hosting a Divine Infant Banquet tonight. You two just prepare some modest gifts and say a few nice words. I’ll whisper in my husband’s ear, and surely he’ll lend you enough spirit stones.

With all these years of friendship between Lingsu and me, would I deceive you?”

“Your sisterly bond is as deep as the sea!” Qi Yuan said cheerfully. “With nothing else to do, I might as well go check out the Divine Infant Banquet and borrow some money.”

Seeing Qi Yuan like this, Qiong Yunting grew even more smug inside.

When the time came, she and her husband would play the good cop and the bad cop, casually fobbing him off with a few thousand spirit stones.

“This Divine Infant Banquet, little sister, you absolutely must attend. Many important figures from Helan Continent will be there.

Your Jiang family’s business in Helan Continent is in quite a bit of trouble—you were nearly driven out. If you get to know some powerful cultivators, you might just resolve your Jiang family’s woes!”

(The chapter ends)