The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1127 - 486 New Game, Am I... Son-in-law? Shen Lin? Kitchen Knife?!!_4

Chapter 1127: Chapter 486 New Game, Am I... Son-in-law? Shen Lin? Kitchen Knife?!!_4

Strange Spirits, when translated to Blue Star, are ghosts and bizarre apparitions.

They appear inexplicably and are shrouded in mystery, often causing widespread disaster.

Mortals have no means to resist Strange Spirits.

Only a Soldier Commander, relying on their own strength and powerful Magic Artifacts, can contend with Strange Spirits.

However, Son-in-law Qi Yuan was doing so poorly that, despite his age, he had never encountered Magic Artifacts, Soldier Commanders, or even the lowliest of Strange Spirits.

"Can’t cultivate here?"

Qi Yuan prepared to cultivate the Immortal Path Dao Method.

To his shock, cultivation was impossible.

There was no Spiritual Energy here, nor any factors suitable for cultivating the Immortal Path.

"It seems I’ll have to level up by killing," Qi Yuan sighed.

Though he couldn’t cultivate, he noticed that everyone else had health bars above their heads.

What did these health bars signify?

It meant that these individuals could be killed for experience!

Of course, Qi Yuan remained lawful and kind at heart, never slaughtering the innocent.

And what with his current weak strength, who could he kill?

If he ran into a Soldier Commander, it could be game over.

In other words, he needed to gather his resources and level up slowly.

At present, his situation was still quite dire.

That Widow, Son-in-law Qi Yuan truly had his heart—and even his chicken—stirred, but alas, the small virgin’s blood was too weak; he fainted from the turmoil at the sight of the Widow, faring even worse than the male protagonists in Blue Star television who would nosebleed at the sight of a beauty.

Later, Son-in-law Qi Yuan was falsely accused of violating Widow Liu and was sent to the Madhouse.

With Son-in-law Qi Yuan’s underdeveloped brain, he unbelievably saw this as a trivial misunderstanding, something that the Shen Family would easily resolve once they arrived.

But Qi Yuan was highly intelligent and perceptive; he instantly realized the situation was dire.

"Wait, where did Son-in-law Qi Yuan go?" At that moment, Qi Yuan suddenly froze.

According to his memory, Son-in-law Qi Yuan had remained comatose in bed since being admitted to the Madhouse.

But after Qi Yuan’s arrival in the game, Son-in-law Qi Yuan had vanished.

Just then, a light in the distance flickered and trembled, slowly approaching Qi Yuan—a pale-faced old man with the appearance of corpse makeup cracked a smile and said, "Are you curious where the person on the bed went?"

The old man’s face bore a creepy smile, particularly chilling under the candlelight.

Especially since his skin was so smooth, lacking the bark-like texture typical of the elderly.

"Where did he go?" Qi Yuan asked the old man curiously.

Did this guy notice that Son-in-law Qi Yuan disappeared?

"He... was eaten by you!" the pale-faced old man asserted confidently.

The candlelight flickered, casting his shadow against the wall, continuously swaying.

"I ate him?" Qi Yuan blinked, quickly opened his mouth wide, and nervously said, "Can you check if there’s anything stuck in my teeth, is there still something?"

Qi Yuan was anxious.

If that scoundrel Qi Yuan was stuck in his teeth, would he have bad breath?

Or rather, the stench of a corpse!

Hearing this, the pale-faced old man seriously leaned in and scrutinized, "You ate cleanly, not leaving a bit... uh... Grandpa is hungry!"

He said, looking rather aggrieved.

Qi Yuan was speechless.

Alive, had this old man truly gone mad?

"I’m hungry too," Qi Yuan said irritably.

Upon hearing Qi Yuan’s words, the pale-faced old man muttered mysteriously, "Actually, I know who you are, don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone."

"Oh?" Qi Yuan gave the pale-faced old man another glance.

Was this person truly a madman?

"You are a Heavenly God descended to Earth, sprinkling sweet dew, ferrying all living beings, a God of compassion and salvation!"

The pale-faced old man spoke deliriously, his expression somewhat contorted.

As if suppressing some pain, Qi Yuan could see black lines flowing within his veins.

Suddenly, the contortions on his face disappeared, and he looked at Qi Yuan, whispering, "Heavenly God Sir, I wish to follow you to overthrow this bitter world!"

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