The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1128 - 487: As dynasties change, new talents emerge, Qi Yuan’s Strategist!

Chapter 1128: Chapter 487: As dynasties change, new talents emerge, Qi Yuan’s Strategist!

Qi Yuan looked at the old man.

Hidden information also caught his eye at this moment.

[Chen Kangbao, age sixty-seven, once an Artificer, physically frail, weak in strength.]

This white-faced old man was named Chen Kangbao and, to his surprise, was also an Artificer.

This made Qi Yuan quite astonished, "You are an Artificer, can you refine Magic Artifacts?"

Artificers were generally of precious status, even if they went mad, they would not be sent to the Madhouse, but would be worshipped at home like living Buddhas.

Could it be that Chen Kangbao, like him, was framed and sent to the Madhouse?

After all, from what he could see, Chen Kangbao only spoke erratically, he was not really ill.

If he was considered mad, what about Ziyuan Daxue?

"Immortal sir... this old fool’s memory worsens when hungry," said Chen Kangbao, hunching over, and truly seemed to regard Qi Yuan as some kind of deity.

"I am not an immortal," Qi Yuan denied.

He was now just a small figure in the Purple Mansion, far from being a Yin God.

Let alone an immortal.

The white-faced old man’s face revealed a smile, "The old fool understands, an immortal descends and loses all Mana, needs to conceal his identity!

My lord, this lowly servant..."

Chen Kangbao looked at Qi Yuan and changed his form of address, seeming to genuinely want to protect Qi Yuan’s hidden identity.

However, at this moment, veins bulged from his neck, as if he wanted to say something of great importance.

"Don’t rush, speak slowly," Qi Yuan said.

"I’m... hungry!" the white-faced old man gritted his teeth and said, after which Qi Yuan distinctly noted a distortion in his expression, with dark lines faintly visible in his veins.

"You are true to your name. To be honest, I’m a bit hungry too. Let’s go to the kitchen for an extra meal."

Qi Yuan stretched lazily.

Now in this game, he was merely an ordinary mortal.

Even to say, his physical constitution weakened significantly.

He might overcome a strong man with his combat skills, but against a Soldier Commander or Strange Spirits of the extraordinary, those slim arms and legs might fail.

"Let’s go, my lord, I know where the kitchen is!" Chen Kangbao seemed to readily assume his role, sneaking ahead to lead Qi Yuan under the cover of night to the kitchen.

The night in the Madhouse was especially dark, with only a few large red lanterns hanging.

The Madhouse was eerily silent and particularly chilling.

Especially Chen Kangbao, whose face was extremely pale as if powdered, enough to make the adorable Sadako cry when passing by the red lanterns.

Along the way, Qi Yuan did see several who were truly mad.

One slept in a tree, another fished in the dead of night—clearly not sane.

Soon, Chen Kangbao and Qi Yuan arrived outside the kitchen.

Qi Yuan paused, "Sneaking in like this, are we not thieves?"

"My lord, the food in the Madhouse is meant for us to eat; we’re just eating it ahead of time!" Chen Kangbao said, drooling from his mouth’s corner.

It seemed he truly was starving.

"There is some reason to your words," Qi Yuan acknowledged with a nod.

There was a lock on the kitchen door, but for Qi Yuan, picking a lock was hardly an issue.

The two entered the kitchen, and instantly, Chen Kangbao ate frantically like a starved ghost reincarnated, devouring all sorts of buns and cold rice.

Qi Yuan merely sipped some porridge and a few buns to feel full.

And Chen Kangbao kept eating madly, like a gluttonous ogre.

About fifteen minutes later, Qi Yuan asked indifferently, "Are you full now?"

Chen Kangbao’s belly was now rounded, and anyone unaware might think he was pregnant.

"After following the young master, there’s food to eat, heh heh... I’m six-parts full," Chen Kangbao belched satisfyingly, then said immediately, "My lord, now that we’ve eaten, it’s time to... start the real work!"

Chen Kangbao’s face was serious, but his pale appearance was more fitting for a clown.

"Indeed, it’s time for serious business. I must play the role of a Son-in-law well, and then there’s the Kitchen Knife and Shen Lin."

Playing the Son-in-law and Kitchen Knife was one thing, but impersonating Shen Lin, Qi Yuan was clueless.

The matter at hand... well, was to return to Ji’an Prefecture.

But now, he was sent to the Madhouse accused of "defiling" Widow Liu.

Behind this, there was definitely a conspiracy.

What was that conspiracy?

Qi Yuan pondered for a moment, felt a headache, and looked at Chen Kangbao, asking offhandedly, "Old man, are you clever or not?"

Chen Kangbao immediately patted his full stomach, "Very clever when I’ve eaten!"

"Let me test you, what is ninety-seven times ninety-seven?"

"9409!" Chen Kangbao replied without any hesitation, blurting it out directly.

Qi Yuan’s eyes brightened, "Such talent, old man, that intelligence is impressive!

If I posed this question on Blue Star, even to clear-eyed college students, they certainly wouldn’t figure it out quickly.

Give Chancellor Zhuge ten thousand college students, the northern conquest would be promising!

You’re better than a college student, your brain is of great use. Are you interested in becoming my Think Tank?"

Saliva dribbled from Chen Kangbao’s mouth, "As long as there’s food, I’m in!"

"Alright!" Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

When playing games, one needs teammates.

With Chen Kangbao’s rapid arithmetic, he could be the brains of the team, and Qi Yuan just needed to kill for leveling up.

Chen Kangbao gave Qi Yuan a look, then suddenly asked furtively, "My lord, does your bird rest on the left side or the right side?"

"What bird?" Qi Yuan was taken aback.

Then he noticed that Chen Kangbao was looking at his crotch.

He understood what was meant.

"That is..." Chen Kangbao raised his eyebrows, "My lord, I am your Think Tank, you are my Lord, we must show respect for the Venerable, so the bird cannot be on the same side as you!"

"... Such taboos are unnecessary." Qi Yuan was at a loss for words.

But thinking how talented individuals often have quirks, Qi Yuan accepted it.

"In the future, don’t always talk about ’lower-body issues,’ it’s too vulgar," Qi Yuan added.

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