The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1129 - 487: Every dynasty has its talents, Qi Yuan’s Strategist!_2

Chapter 1129: Chapter 487: Every dynasty has its talents, Qi Yuan’s Strategist!_2

"Alright, I shall obey!" Chen Kangbao stooped his body, and then said with seriousness, "Since the young master values me, I must help the young master dispel worries and solve problems.

Now, the Young Master and I are trapped in the Madhouse, and we need to kill the director to get out!

The director is a scoundrel, oozing pus from his head!"

Speaking of the director, Chen Kangbao’s teeth itched with hatred, and his eyes still held a trace of fear.

Clearly, this director had a less-than-stellar reputation in the Madhouse.

"Oh, just say whatever," Qi Yuan couldn’t be bothered to think.

As a qualified Lord, his job was to make decisions.

After all, his eyes, ears, nose, etc., could help him judge correctly.

"I have formulated a detailed plan!" said Chen Kangbao earnestly.

Qi Yuan was intrigued upon hearing this.

"Talent is indeed talent, possessing excellent qualities like me, planning before acting," Qi Yuan complimented, "Let’s hear the plan."

Chen Kangbao, proud from the praise, showed a smug expression.

"Before making a plan, we need to understand the enemy.

Though the director Zhou Xiao is small in many ways, he keeps an Exotic Beast dog in his yard, which is extremely fierce. This dog once swallowed a strong man whole," Chen Kangbao said, his face showing apprehension.

Exotic Beast—Qi Yuan was familiar with this creature in the memory of son-in-law Qi Yuan.

Such creatures were born when ordinary wild animals were contaminated by Strange Spirits.

Most were bloodthirsty and carnivorous.

Indeed, no matter how skillful Qi Yuan was, against such an Exotic Beast, he probably wouldn’t stand a chance.

The gap in strength and speed was too great, and it even contained Supernatural Powers.

"If I encounter this dog now, the odds would probably be 30-70, with me having a 30 percent chance of death and it, 70 percent chance of being fed," Qi Yuan stated truthfully.

These thin arms and legs were ineffective.

How could a skinny dog defeat a big one?

Chen Kangbao looked at Qi Yuan and asked, "Can the young master recover Mana?"

"Yes, but it will take time," Qi Yuan answered truthfully.

Though he couldn’t Cultivate, he could level up.

"Given this, the plan will be threefold.

First, I will tempt the dog away with a bone stealthily, while the young master sneaks into the director’s room to kill him and take the Exotic Beast token."

The Exotic Beast token was the control item for the Exotic Beast.

"Second, through the director, we will find out who is behind all this, and unleash the dog to kill them!

Third, we will run back to Jining Prefecture, seek the protection of the Shen Family, and clear our names!"

Chen Kangbao stated seriously.

Clearly, it was a carefully devised plan with the "lure the tiger away from the mountain" strategy.

Qi Yuan was impressed.

"Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant!" Qi Yuan exclaimed.

Chen Kangbao was stunned.

Meow meow meow?

Could it be, Lord of Divinity’s true form was a cat?

He filed this new discovery away, pretending not to notice.

"The plan isn’t bad, but there’s room for improvement, like adding timing and contingency plans to make it even better," Qi Yuan, seeing the potential in Chen Kangbao, shared his own experience with planning, hoping that Chen Kangbao would improve.

"The young master is right, I wasn’t thorough enough," Chen Kangbao bowed his head, his face full of reverence.

In fact, inside, he was overjoyed.

All that Lord of Divinity had said, he already knew. But he had purposely not mentioned it.

How could he highlight the Lord’s brilliant and martial prowess if a subject did not play the fool?

"Once the plan is set, good, I must first improve my strength."

Suddenly, Qi Yuan looked up.

Slap!

A loud slapping sound echoed.

At that moment, a mechanical, indifferent voice rang out.

"You have killed a mosquito, experience has increased slightly."

Chen Kangbao looked at Qi Yuan, blinking in confusion, but quickly, he flattered, "The young master is truly a Heavenly God incarnate, to be able to kill a mosquito with a single slap!"

"Cough cough, that’s nothing?"

"Also, don’t be surprised by that voice."

"If I came to this world without awakening any System and felt insecure, I’d pretend to have my own System."

"Let’s go, to the pond, where there are many mosquitoes, it’s faster to level up there,"

Qi Yuan continued.

Had he a visible experience bar above his head, killing a mosquito would have shown a slight increase in it.

Chen Kangbao might not have understood, but he was very supportive and quickly followed Qi Yuan.

The two headed to the pond.

This pond is located in the backyard of the madhouse, and at this moment, a fisherman was fishing.

There were also often washerwomen who came here to wash vegetables and do laundry.

Apart from that, few people visited.

Apart from the fisherman, the only other appearances were probably from the bodies in the pond.

In a county town like this, in a secluded madhouse, the death of one or two people was hardly a concern.

In fact, it was even called a small Government Office.

Some desperate folks even sent widows and orphans into the madhouse.

Next, they might just end up in the pond.

This year, the fisherman had already fished out several bodies.

"Smack!"

Arriving at the edge of the pond, Qi Yuan stood among the weeds, disregarding the mud; he held a lantern in one hand, and swatted mosquitoes with the other.

The light of the lantern attracted a lot of mosquitoes.

A mechanical and indifferent voice kept broadcasting.

"You have killed a mosquito, experience bar slightly increases."

"You have slapped a moth dead, experience bar slightly increases."

At this moment, Qi Yuan, transformed into a mosquito-killing god of war, kept on killing mosquitoes.

As for Chen Kangbao, he stood by the side as if he was seriously catching mosquitoes.

Meanwhile, atop the surrounding wall, two figures stood, gazing at Chen Kangbao from a distance.

"Old Chen... sigh, it looks like he’s truly gone mad," said the scholar in a Confucian robe, his eyes filled with a deep sense of helplessness.

He emitted the aura of a superior; either he held a high position or he was of noble status.

Beside him, the young man in profound clothes flashed a look of pity: "In this case, we can’t ask him to help, and our Heavenly Dragon’s Sovereign Seal might not be repairable, the Strange Spirits of Yesan Lake..."

The Heavenly Dragon’s Sovereign Seal was an extremely powerful Magic Artifact.

But this artifact was damaged, with barely three-tenths of its power remaining.

Now, with the overflow of Strange Spirits in Yesan Lake, the many powers of Jiangzhou were helpless against these spirits.

If the Heavenly Dragon’s Sovereign Seal, this powerful artifact, couldn’t be repaired, then the Jining Prefecture might be overrun with Strange Spirits, and when that time comes... the death and injury would be severe.

Thinking this, the young man in black felt uncomfortable; however, upon hearing something, his expression darkened even more: "That man has a lot of nerve, to actually make Old Chen refer to himself as a lowly servant!"

"An insane person who doesn’t even know what he’s doing, why bother finding fault with him? As long as Old Chen is happy, that’s enough," said the scholar in a Confucian robe.

"Master, should we take Old Chen back?" the young man in black suggested.

After all, letting Old Chen live in the madhouse was, he thought, a disgrace.

"This place was once Old Chen’s home, and in his old age, staying here... is not a bad fate," the scholar in a Confucian robe sighed, "Moreover, there are many eyes on me; if someone were to track me and find out that Old Chen is still alive, he’d never have peace in his life. Why bother?"

He said this, his gaze bleak, and suddenly he sighed, as if remembering something.

"Three hundred thousand loyal warriors retreat into the deep mountains, their fervent loyalty shines through the bitter cold night.

Is there regret in burying their bones in silent valleys? For their illustrious names do not pass on through eternity!"

After saying this, the scholar in a Confucian robe left with the young man in black.

Although Old Chen was insane, no one in the madhouse could harm him.

Once he followed them, even if Old Chen had made significant contributions to the state, he might become a pawn in the hands of some people.

This was what he did not wish to see.

And so, he could only depart in secret.

At this moment, in the midst of the pond, Qi Yuan’s gaze wandered in the direction of the distant wall, as if deep in thought.

"Indeed, I am too weak. If someone were to spy on me bathing now, I probably wouldn’t even know."

Having killed so many mosquitoes, Qi Yuan’s strength had also slightly increased.

His level had finally risen to 1.

He was no longer the powerless son-in-law Qi Yuan; he could be considered somewhat strong.

"Young Master, this lowly one has caught many mosquitoes!"

At that moment, Chen Kangbao came running over, cupping his hands together, within which the buzzing of mosquitoes could be heard.

On his aged hands, one could see several large bumps from mosquito bites.

"Not bad." Qi Yuan extended his hand and made the sign of the cross over Chen Kangbao’s mosquito bites, then pinched all the mosquitoes in his hands to death.

"You have killed a swarm of mosquitoes, experience bar slightly increases."

[You have advanced to level 2, physical fitness improves.]

Qi Yuan’s voice, accompanied by the game sound, came through, and his eyes showed a delighted expression.

"Now, I finally have some strength."

Although he had only risen two levels, Qi Yuan’s improvement was significant, at least compared to before.

Now, with one sliding tackle, he could probably kill a leopard.

"Young Master, should we carry out the first step of the plan? I’ll lure away the head of the madhouse’s dog while you go and kill the head!" Chen Kangbao said with excitement, eager to try.

At that moment, a mocking voice came through.

"Two madmen actually plotting against me, how interesting."

In the distance, an old man walked slowly toward them, holding a black and white dog.