The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 126 - 88: Continue the Music, Continue the Killing_3

Chapter 126: Chapter 88: Continue the Music, Continue the Killing_3

"Yet, surprisingly, you willingly stick around acting like a madman and even provoke us. You really must be crazy!"

"You’re the one acting like a madman, your entire family is insane!

My character and morals are impeccable, and my mental health is at an S+ rating, and yet you dare call me mad!"

The more Qi Yuan spoke, the angrier he became.

"Staring in the face of Heavenly Foundation Building, you guys still refuse to surrender, and even dare to verbally attack me, seeking death!"

With that, Qi Yuan brandished his cleaver and went straight into the stronghold.

Spying Qi Yuan’s aggressive approach, Liangchong sneered, "Kill!"

However, his smile quickly froze.

Seeing Qi Yuan storm the stronghold was like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep.

Even though the Yuan Dan of the red demonic species is weaker, they are still Yuan Dan.

How could he be killing four or five with every stroke?

With just a swing of Qi Yuan’s cleaver, the mana defenses of the five Yuan Dans nearest to him shattered like paper. The five hadn’t even brought out their Golden Cores when Qi Yuan struck them dead.

Could a Foundation Establishment stage fighter really be this strong?

Is it an elderly Nascent Soul level fighter in disguise?

Or could it really be a Heavenly Foundation Building stage fighter?

But even a Heavenly Foundation Building stage fighter couldn’t be this strong, right?

Conflicting thoughts swarmed Liangchong’s mind.

His prior confidence evaporated.

The sense of security offered by the three hundred men was now non-existent.

"Quick! Quick! He’s out of mana, wear him out!" Despite his fear, Liangchong gave no quarter.

The royal family gave him everything.

He held the Emperor as dear as his own father!

He was willing to die for the Emperor.

Even if it meant death, he intended to hold this first stronghold.

"Certainly, killing enemies to the rhythm does have its own style. Just like playing a game, the blood and gore don’t seem all that unsettling." Qi Yuan’s jade slip played music as his cleaver continued to bring havoc.

He was soaked in blood. Yes, all of it is his enemy’s.

To Qi Yuan, these Yuan Dans were nothing but playthings.

He was killing without the slightest bit of pressure.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had killed a fifth of the stronghold’s forces.

NOW Qi Yuan, his clothes soaked red with blood, looked like a devil-may-care god of death with a cleaver in hand.

"Keep the music, keep the slaughter."

Qi Yuan dove back into the crowd, reopening his hunting season.

Even though these individuals could provide no experience points,

they all possessed spirit flowers. Delicious.

Against his enemies, he never showed any mercy.

"KILL!" Liangchong gave a ferocious yell, directing his death squadron again.

All of the face of the death squadron brimmed with a sense of heroic sacrifice.

"Willing to die for His Majesty!"

"Fight for Da Shang!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

It seemed like they were doing the most righteous thing in their lives.

Qi Yuan held his cleaver, completely indifferent. What’s the difference between brainwashed suicide troops and NPCs?

Were their masters to order them to kill their parents, their wives and children, they would execute the command without hesitation.

After all, brainwashing in the cultivation world is even more terrifying.

Time flew and night gradually fell.

Waves of suicide troops died beside Qi Yuan.

In the end, less than ten cultivators remained. They glared at Qi Yuan, their eyes containing nothing but rage and not a trace of fear.

"To death for His Majesty!"

The ten plus cultivators charged at Qi Yuan grimly. Their Golden Cores burst as they chose to self-destruct at that moment.

Unfortunately, the Yuan Dan of the red demonic species were nothing more than for show. Even when they self-destructed, they barely made a splash.

Qi Yuan brushed off bits of flesh from his body and tossed them aside.

He held his cleaver, like a major villain showing an evil grin, "You’re the last one standing."

Liangchong’s gaze was resolute. He held his spear, like the bravest knight loyal to the empire.

"Kill!"

His spear was like a wandering dragon, breaking through everything in its path.

Unfortunately, his formidable attack, rivaling the Sect Master of the Heishan Sect, was easily dodged by Qi Yuan.

His blade landed on Liangchong’s chest and abdomen.

Liangchong’s life force began to rapidly fade within his body.

His eyes were filled with bewilderment, "Why?"

Why is he so strong?

"Because I... am Heavenly Foundation Building."

There was something else Qi Yuan didn’t say.

He was able to kill Yuan Dans while still in Qi Refinement stage.

He feared the guy might get jealous and would crawl out of his grave at night to confront him if he heard that.

"Are they all dead?" Qi Yuan, covered in blood, looked at the bodies strewn around him.

He crouched down slowly and collected all the spirit flowers.

Glancing at the bodies on the ground, they felt out of place in the surrounding environment.

He stomped on the ground.

Instantly, the ground sank, and all the bodies were swallowed by the pit.

He stomped again, and the ground flattened.

If anyone came by, they certainly wouldn’t be able to tell that nearly three hundred powerful cultivators were buried here.

Qi Yuan, with his cleaver in hand, yelled, "Your stronghold has been wiped out by me. Still reluctant to show up?"

He had already sensed that there was a powerful presence nearby, seeming to be plotting something.

Since it’s an enemy, he couldn’t let them succeed.