The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1275 - 545 Wu Ming’s Tomb, Night Stay in the Harem_3

Chapter 1275: Chapter 545 Wu Ming’s Tomb, Night Stay in the Harem_3

Upon hearing this, Diwu Qingyan’s face erupted with murderous intent, "Clan leader, please take my side!"

"Hmph, now that he has come out, there is no chance he will survive!" Thornblood’s clan leader spoke casually, his tone light as a feather, "I will go meet him right now."

But just at that moment, a gentle voice suddenly echoed through the air.

"Hey, have you all diligently cultivated while I was away, has your Cultivation Level increased?"

"Hmm, why are you all so weak, not even ten Divine Grades?"

"Can’t you find the reason within yourselves and reflect a bit?"

In the sky, a young man of unparalleled beauty cradled the waist of a graceful woman, his face showing an expression of disappointment in their lack of progress.

Within the stronghold of Thornblood, everyone who heard Qi Yuan’s voice was shocked to the core.

Diwu Qingyan looked horrified, but upon seeing the clan leader beside her, she quickly spoke, "Clan leader, that’s him, that is Shen Lin Qi Yuan!"

The remaining Divine and Sky Level Soldier Commanders all appraised Qi Yuan, his words too mysteriously strange and odd.

What does your effort in cultivating have to do with them?

The eyes of Thornblood’s clan leader narrowed, filled with killing intent, "Qi Yuan, you’ve got some nerve to barge into my Thornblood, today you won’t leave here alive!"

Thornblood is not Rakshasa Country.

Behind Thornblood stands Black Sky!

"Since you’re all so unambitious, liking to lie down and accept fate, I’ll let you lie down forever!"

At that moment, Qi Yuan’s hand transformed into a sword.

A sharp sword light descended from the sky, piercing into the heart of Thornblood’s stronghold.

Light burst forth, blood danced in the air.

That sword light, as if it entered a realm devoid of life, slaughtered indiscriminately.

"Die!" the leader of Thornblood activated his Divine Realm, a terrifying presence enveloping the area.

However, in the next instant, he deflated like a punctured balloon, his form pierced by that sword light.

He lasted not even two seconds before he plummeted from the sky and died on the spot.

"How is this possible?" The other Thornblood members were terrified.

The clan leader couldn’t even withstand a single move.

How could one be so powerful?

Without any hesitation, they frantically fled.

Unfortunately, the gap between them and Qi Yuan was too large, that sword light a God of Slaughter, a Devil of Slaughter; even a Divine Grade Soldier Commander who touched it died instantly.

In a blink of an eye, the entire Thornblood stronghold was purged by Qi Yuan.

"Lying down? This is your end result!"

Qi Yuan looked at the bloody corpses at the stronghold of Thornblood, his expression calm.

"The experience given by a group of people isn’t even as much as a single life from Feng Ti."

He looked away from the Thornblood stronghold, instead embracing Shen Lingxuan’s waist, "Wife, let’s go, tonight we stay at the harem."

Their figures vanished once again.

A few hours later, several Soldier Commanders arrived at the stronghold of Thornblood, their faces a portrait of terror.

...

"Shen Lin has arrived, one wonders what the future holds for Rakshasa Country."

In the Royal Palace of Rakshasa Country, Qi Yuan placed the new Shen Lin within the palace, his emotions complex.

With the spring bestowed by the Blind Girl, the new Shen Lin was filled with endless possibilities, always progressing towards perfection.

Liu Sheng bowed his head in reverence, his heart still filled with shock.

Shen Lin Qi Yuan was not only a Divine Grade fighter but could also forge Divine Artifacts.

This was somewhat horrifying.

"With Shen Lin present, surely... the future of Rakshasa Country will shine eternally!" Liu Sheng spoke earnestly.

This time when he returned, he would have to instruct his clan to be cautious in their dealings.

"Let’s hope so," Qi Yuan said lightly, "When can you organize the information about the flute girl for me?"

Liu Sheng bowed his head: "The Royal Palace and several other provinces have records of the flute girls. Within three days, this old man will present all the scrolls and books that record the flute girls."

"Good," Qi Yuan nodded; three days wasn’t a long time.

"I’ll be sleeping in this back palace for these three days, don’t bother me unless it’s important," Qi Yuan gestured with his hand.

Liu Sheng, with his head bowed, respectfully exited the grand hall, without daring to glance around any further.

In the splendid grand hall, only Qi Yuan and Shen Lingxuan remained.

Qi Yuan looked at Shen Lingxuan, a smile in his eyes: "I haven’t seriously looked at your face yet."

With a tug of his hand, the light veil fell from Shen Lingxuan’s face to the ground.

An exceedingly beautiful Snow Face came into Qi Yuan’s view.

What a face it was; Qi Yuan found it hard to describe, for just one glance seemed to reveal a creature of devastating allure.

Despite her cold expression and graceful features, Qi Yuan saw a seductive charm.

It was as if all types of coquettish women had merged into one, ensnaring the soul.

In an instant, a romantic atmosphere spread, and a blush crept up to Shen Lingxuan’s ears.

Under Qi Yuan’s invasive and admiring gaze, Shen Lingxuan didn’t dare move; her breathing became slightly hurried, her bosom heaving.

"I’ve always had a dream to spend a night in the back palace, and I’ve found today it has come true."

His hand brushed past her ankle, her skirt being lifted to reveal the smooth, jade-like legs, appearing as an exquisite treasure irresistible to touch.

With her thighs exposed to the air, Shen Lingxuan felt a chill in the night, a stark contrast to the warmth of a palm, a blush rising to her cool face: "Don’t look..."

She felt a bit shy, and her jade hand instinctively covered Qi Yuan’s eyes; but fearing his reproachful words, she clumsily pressed her lips to his.

The three days passed quickly.

Qi Yuan had fulfilled his dream from his time in Blue Star, spending a night in the back palace.

With the arrival of the new Shen Lin, many changes had occurred in Rakshasa Country.

If there was to speak of the most significant change, it was actually the dead.

The new rules descended, emphasizing no punishment for past deeds.

Of course, major incidents such as unwarranted killing were still subject to investigation according to the original Shen Lin laws

Perfection is hard to come by in this world, or it’s rare for things to be ideal; even Qi Yuan couldn’t achieve it.

However, after a baptism of blood, Rakshasa Country had come a long way from the initial chaos and lack of structure, now it was much improved.

At least, there was now vigor, or perhaps one could say a sense of spring.

"Young Master Qi, all the materials about the flute girls are here," Liu Sheng respectfully handed over a Storage Magical Artifact.

These three days, he had traveled across the provinces, collecting all information about the flute girls.

Qi Yuan opened the Storage Magical Artifact, raising his eyebrows: "Why are there also several Divine Artifacts? They’re related to the flute girl?"

Divine Artifacts varied in quality.

Ordinary Divine Artifacts naturally didn’t possess the miraculous powers of Shen Lin, with astonishing combat capabilities.

"...Unrelated," Liu Sheng said nervously.

The most precious possessions of Rakshasa Country were these few Divine Artifacts.

He had thought to collect these few Divine Grade items and offer them to Qi Yuan.

"If they are unrelated, then return them to their original owners," Qi Yuan said casually.

He was quite selective.

He didn’t want anything unless it belonged to his First Love.

And even when he wanted something from his First Love, it wasn’t out of greed; he wanted to inherit the legacy of his First Love, using these possessions to prove that his First Love had once existed.