Chapter 566: Returning to Canglan Realm, Finally Becoming a Yin God, New Abilities

Chapter 566: Return to Canglan Realm, Attainment of Yin God, New Abilities

Canglan Realm.

Divine Radiance Sect.

Qi Yuan slowly awoke.

His consciousness was a chaotic blur, still hazy.

As if he had endured countless cycles of reincarnation in the world.

A full quarter of an hour passed before his eyes finally regained clarity.

He lifted his head, gazing at the palace atop Seven-Colored Peak, his expression inscrutable: "So, Master, I merely stumbled into your cycle of reincarnation?"

Using the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra, Qi Yuan’s time and space became disordered as he single-handedly sought out Black Heaven and fought against it.

Yet Black Heaven was, after all, a true fourth-layer Yang God, not something he—a false fourth-layer—could withstand.

In the relentless struggle, Qi Yuan cycled through reincarnation endlessly, losing himself piece by piece.

Eyes, ears, mouth…

In the midst of the battle, he finally came to understand: the silent voice in the game was none other than his master, Ruan Yixi.

The fourth layer of Yang God possessed no consciousness.

His master had gained consciousness through his unique abilities, mutating from the fourth layer of Yang God.

Yet she still bore the attributes of that layer.

She existed only in the past and future, never in the present.

Even if some in the Divine Radiance Sect thought they had seen his master, it was merely a memory of having seen her.

"I was searching for my master, but was she not also searching for me?"

During the battle against Black Heaven, Qi Yuan had undergone countless reincarnations.

In those infinite cycles, he never saw his master.

But he knew she had always been with him.

His master, Ruan Yixi, also knew that he was with her.

In the end, Qi Yuan lost all of his body, left with only a blood-soaked robe.

And only then did Ruan Yixi truly awaken, gaining her own form.

Finally, she "shared the robe" with him, and together, they overcame Black Heaven.

"So… my master tried so hard to find me, yet could never truly see me."

"Even if she stood before me now, I would not recognize her as her—only… long after, would I make the connection."

Qi Yuan sighed deeply.

The fourth layer of Yang God was far too eerie.

"And… my master has always been by my side."

He looked at the quiet, obedient Xiao Jia, his expression tender.

From Xiao Jia’s cool sleeve, a wooden token with a "cling" expression slipped out.

Qi Yuan pressed close to Xiao Jia.

Xiao Jia was his master, but his master was not Xiao Jia.

"A pity—unless I step into the fourth layer of Yang God, there is no way to meet my master."

"It was precisely because of this that, when I entered the game, my master repeatedly warned me to flee, to leave."

For to defeat Black Heaven, one must enter the fourth layer of Yang God.

And his master, having gained consciousness through her connection with Qi Yuan and created the Divine Wood Universe, was weaker than Black Heaven in power.

In the infinite pasts and futures, she seemed to see Qi Yuan losing limbs and true spirit over and over as he fought Black Heaven, reshaping her.

Qi Yuan might even have the potential to step into the fourth layer of Yang God.

This was what she did not wish to see.

Once one entered the fourth layer of Yang God, the true spirit dissolved and could not be revived.

Even if revived, it would be a new life form.

Thus, at great cost, she sent Qi Yuan a single "spring" branch.

Only then could Qi Yuan preserve a sliver of his true spirit, avoiding the fourth layer of Yang God.

Otherwise, he would have become another fourth-layer Yang God like Black Heaven, devouring everything before him.

"Now I… am a Yin God?"

As Qi Yuan pondered, the aura around him shifted.

A mysterious energy emerged, and his own power continuously grew.

Countless laws—metal, wood, water, fire, earth—were comprehended.

"This is matter."

"This is spirit."

"This is the imaginary number."

"This is the cycle."

"When matter reaches its extreme, in the instant of collision, there is perhaps a one-in-a-billion chance of life arising."

"When life lives long enough, true spirit is born."

"So I… have become a god."

In that moment, Qi Yuan felt himself immensely powerful.

With a casual wave of his hand, he could summon a mountain into being.

With a hard stare at a planet, it would become pregnant, and countless lives would slowly emerge.

The skill of making anyone pregnant with a glare—he had mastered it.

For instance, if he glared at his junior sister Jiang Lingsu, she would become pregnant.

"This is what it means to be a Yin God. Now I… am likely no weaker than a Realm Lord of the Creation Realm," Qi Yuan silently assessed his own strength.

Perhaps even stronger than a Creation Realm Lord.

After all, even a Creation Realm Lord could not resist Black Heaven, yet Qi Yuan had managed to hold his own against Black Heaven for a time.

"A pity, even as powerful as I am, I cannot manage to see my master even once."

Only a fourth-layer Yang God can see another fourth-layer Yang God.

Not to mention that the Divine Wood Universe—where is it? Somewhere in the Six Heavens of the Immortal Realm, and he knew not where.

"Hey, Master, I’ve become a Yin God. Once I become a Yang God, I will surely find a way to see you."

"Past, present, future—what bullshit they are, all should be within my grasp."

Qi Yuan spoke to the air.

He knew that one day, these words would be heard by Ruan Yixi, whether from the past or the future.

Setting aside those memories, Qi Yuan began to examine himself.

"After the Yin Spirit, the greatest breakthrough is mastering the three thousand laws of the Dao, enough to create worlds and open heavens."

"And then, this superpower... is my body."

"My body... can merge into all things in the world."

"This superpower... how is it so useless?"

After all, even now, he could already merge into all things.

Thinking it over, Qi Yuan looked at the wooden cat puppet in the room and, without hesitation, activated his superpower.

In an instant, his body merged into the wooden cat puppet.

Silently, as if nothing had happened.

And at that moment, Qi Yuan suddenly felt as if he were the wooden cat puppet.

"So useless. If I had this superpower back in the Qi Refining stage, it would have been perfect for escaping danger.

Encounter a Foundation Establishment master, just hide inside a grain of sand.

But now... it's almost pointless."

Recalling his superpowers, this one seemed the most useless.

Of course, at his current level, most of his superpowers were practically unnecessary.

After the Yin Spirit, he had mastered countless laws, nearly omniscient within the universe.

"Still, with my power increased, I see more hidden information with my eyes."

"It's time to find Goldfinch and Ning Tao, and refine the stars of that universe into golden cores.

My Golden Core Dao cannot be neglected either."

Qi Yuan thought this, but didn't leave immediately.

He pushed open the door, stepped out of his courtyard, and took a deep breath.

"Time to build a seaside villa."

After all these years of hard work, what's wrong with enjoying a little?

No sea?

Just move an ocean over.

"Senior... Senior Brother..." A trembling voice, laced with surprise, came from nearby. Not far off, a stunningly beautiful young woman in a lake-green short jacket and long skirt stood beneath an ancient tree.

Her skirt was tied high, a deep blue ribbon wrapped around her chest, above which lay a stretch of snow-white delicacy; where the ribbon bound, it was plump and full. Yet the beauty of her bosom seemed entirely concealed, not a hint of skin revealed.

Her eyes were watery, as if ripe to perfection.

In her hand, she held a little girl who looked about five or six years old.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yuan inexplicably thought of Han Xin and Ji Tao.

Jiang Lingsu's watery eyes brimmed with inexplicable emotion. As if remembering something, she quickly said, "This is my sister, my blood sister."

"You have a sister?" Qi Yuan was slightly stunned, and she was this old.

"How many years was I in seclusion this time?" Qi Yuan asked.

Though with a single glance at this world, he could know how long he had been away.

But sometimes, it's better to be a little foolish.

"One hundred twenty-seven years, four months, and six days," Jiang Lingsu said seriously.

"That long." Qi Yuan felt a wave of emotion.

It was the first time he had played a game for so long.

He had gone from a young man with a two-digit age to a centenarian old man.

Back on Blue Star, he could become an internet celebrity, teaching people how to live long.

"Senior Brother, after such a long seclusion, you must be hungry. Let me prepare a special dish for you.

In these hundred years, I've been working hard too!" Jiang Lingsu waved her little pink fist, looking quite adorable.

But using "adorable" to describe Jiang Lingsu was almost an insult.

After all, with that voluptuous figure, where was the adorableness?

"Alright." Qi Yuan nodded, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'll step out for a moment and be right back."

"Okay!" Jiang Lingsu nodded earnestly.

In that instant, Qi Yuan's figure vanished.

Jiang Lingsu stood there, her heart a mix of anxiety and loss, yet also happiness and contentment.

After all, to be carefree, with enough food and clothing, living in peace—that already surpassed so many.

Qi Yuan's figure reappeared, now in the underworld.

Before him, the Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders came into view.

Qi Yuan stared at the Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders, a strange expression in his eyes.

"This Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders is somewhat odd."

He had always been curious about its origin.

It seemed it could be any door.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters, the Gate of Ten Thousand Marvels, even the Gate of Ultimate Truth.

"What... is it?"

The information his eyes gleaned this time was nothing particularly useful.

After some thought, Qi Yuan chose to use his newly acquired superpower—merging into all things.

He merged into the Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders.

In an instant.

The world became a barren wasteland, and Qi Yuan's consciousness dissolved at that very moment.

But the next breath, Qi Yuan's figure withdrew from the Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders, curiosity in his eyes.

"The Gate of Ten Thousand Wonders... is actually the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit!"

"A fourth-layer Yang Spirit existing in the mortal world!"

This could not help but astonish him.

Because the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit exists in the past or future, never in the present.

Now, to have a fourth-layer Yang Spirit existing in the present—how could he not be astonished?

"If I could understand the principle, wouldn't that mean... my master could also appear in the mortal world?" The thought arose in Qi Yuan's mind, but he immediately extinguished it.

By now, he understood that the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit also had two forms.

Just like the Black Heaven—its essence was devouring, aimless devouring.

Once it had devoured enough of what it needed, it would become the Black Heaven existing in the mortal world.

At that time, it might be like the Gate of Myriad Differences—the Gate of Myriad Differences could be any gate, and the Black Heaven could be any heaven.

But this process would be very long.

The Black Heaven had devoured more than one universe, yet even now, it remained in the second stage.

"The waters run deep."

"I feel like I've been refined into a magical artifact."

"Not necessarily—maybe I've become a true rule."

This rule, of course, differed from the laws of the universe; it was more like a symbol, an emblem.

"A pity, in the last game I had no chance to chat with the Void Realm Lord or the Radiant Path Lord. Otherwise, I could ask about the fourth and fifth layers of the Yang Spirit—those two layers always felt strange." Qi Yuan muttered to himself.

The Yang Spirit had always had only five layers.

The Yang Spirit was also the end of the path of cultivation.

"As the saying goes, 'Invincible under heaven, but heaven sends enemies.' Cultivation should not have an end."

"Once I finish refining the Stellar Golden Elixir, I should go see the Solemn Hall."

In the current Immortal Realm, the most powerful force was the Solemn Hall.

He also wanted to see if the Solemn Hall had any top-tier combat power that understood the fourth and fifth layers of the Yang Spirit.

Through the Gate of Myriad Differences, Qi Yuan's figure appeared in a stretch of the cosmos.

The moment his shadow landed, a warm, delicate body crashed into his embrace.

"Husband..." Ning Tao, clad in a black dress, was enchanting and soul-stirring, her eyes seemingly dripping with water—where was her former cold and reserved demeanor?

Her petite, exquisite form clung to Qi Yuan, her black-stockinged legs bent and wrapped around his waist.

Just then, a scolding, petulant cry rang out.

"You, Ning Tao! We agreed to give him the cold shoulder when he returned, to make him suffer for staying away so long, and you..." The Canary's delicate face bore a look of displeasure, but her eyes were fixed on Qi Yuan.

Tsundere as she was, she stood still, not moving a muscle.

He hadn't even reached out a hand to invite her over—so she wouldn't go.

A tender look flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes, along with a trace of guilt.

This time, he had played the game for too long.

Though only a hundred years had passed in the Canglan Realm, in this universe, it was an exceedingly long time.

He reached out, and the Canary's delicate body also fell into his arms.

"Hmph, I wasn't missing you at all. If Ning Tao hadn't insisted on coming, I wouldn't have..."

"Ah, shameless Ning Tao! How can you start undressing the moment you see him?!"

"No way—I want to too!"

The sounds of quarreling, coquettishness, and gasps mingled, rippling through the cosmos.

Who knew how much time had passed.

Ning Tao smoothed the strands of hair damp with fragrant sweat by her ear, casting a sidelong glance at the Canary. "Husband came here for serious matters, and you're clinging to him like this..."

This "clinging" wasn't the cling of entanglement—it was the cling of true embrace.

"Not at all—I just didn't feel like moving."

The Canary said this, then reluctantly climbed off Qi Yuan.

When the next time she could be tender with Qi Yuan would be, she didn't know.

In an instant, she was fully dressed.

A hint of amusement flickered in Qi Yuan's eyes.

"From tomorrow onward, you'll stay in the same universe as me," Qi Yuan said.

Ning Tao's gaze was gentle. "This universe is too vast—there are still so many stars that haven't condensed into golden elixirs."

Even with all her effort, in the boundless cosmos, it was like trying to put out a blazing cartload of firewood with a cup of water.

"It's fine—I'll handle it myself," Qi Yuan said.

"But... if you're here, the flow of time will slow down relatively, and efficiency..." Ning Tao analyzed rationally.

"It doesn't matter. No matter how vast the universe, no matter how many stars, there will come a day when they are exhausted."

"I can endow the first Stellar Golden Elixir with a devouring property—it can devour on its own."

"One day, all the stars in this universe will become my golden elixir."

He had come here not only to refine the Stellar Golden Elixir but also to create a world from chaos.

(End of chapter)