The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1279 - 547 Too Much Bullying Blood Tiger Gang

Chapter 1279: Chapter 547 Too Much Bullying Blood Tiger Gang

The three members of the Blood Tiger Gang watched as the white-haired man crawled out of the coffin.

The blood-red light shone on his face, and his eyes seemed to emit a strange, eerie glow, making him look sinister and terrifying.

"Ghost!"

These three felt a chill in their hearts and couldn’t help but scream out loud.

In the middle of the night, in a graveyard with the wind howling, someone crawling out of a coffin saying you disturbed his sleep, was just too creepy.

Even Zhao Yan, who was held down, shivered uncontrollably, terrified.

Although he had great respect for his master, he did not want his master’s ghost to come looking for him.

However, Wang Tong, who had been shivering nonstop, suddenly lost his wits, and, with determination, said, "Master, if you’re dead, don’t come back!"

He lunged at Qi Yuan with a dagger in his hand.

"Alas, I just wanted to Return to Mortality in peace, why are there always so many people forcing me?" Qi Yuan was very helpless.

His original plan was to continue the white-haired man’s Returning to Mortality.

Since the white-haired man was dead, he might as well continue to use his coffin for his own Return to Mortality.

With his talent, lying in a coffin for a year or two without doing anything, he guessed he could break through to Ancestral God, right?

Qi Yuan’s plan was perfect.

After all, so-called Returning to Mortality, according to Qi Yuan’s understanding from years of watching TV dramas and reading comics, was similar to seclusion, hidden among the mortals, undisturbed by worldly matters.

But many people failed at Returning to Mortality, which, in Qi Yuan’s understanding, was because they chose the wrong location. Although they intended to Return to Mortality, they were often disturbed by punks and Long Aotians, causing endless trouble.

So, for Returning to Mortality, one must choose a good place, undisturbed and tranquil.

Then... what better place could there be than a coffin?

After all, who would bother someone in a coffin?

A coffin was practically a holy land for Returning to Mortality!

Qi Yuan’s plans were well thought out, but who knew, even inside a coffin, someone would come to disturb him.

He was very angry.

"It’s all because you forced me, I just wanted to lie in the coffin and sleep peacefully!"

"Those who force me, all deserve to die!"

Qi Yuan stood up, staring fiercely at Wang Tong as he charged at him.

He lifted a coffin board and smashed it down onto Wang Tong.

"Take this for disturbing me!"

A coffin board struck Wang Tong, stunning him, his head buzzing and stars sparkling before his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang!

Qi Yuan kept on smacking fiercely, looking very domineering.

After a few bangs, he had flattened Wang Tong’s head, with blood flowing.

Qi Yuan, holding a coffin board, looked ferocious: "Next life, don’t bother people when they’re sleeping!"

In the memories Qi Yuan obtained, the white-haired man chose to Return to Mortality for real, living almost without using transcendent powers.

Since Qi Yuan was continuing the Return to Mortality, he definitely wouldn’t use his transcendent powers either.

Skills, spells, Divine Skills, definitely could not be used.

But... he could still use the robust physique he earned through hard training and killing monsters, right?

He wasn’t using any transcendent powers; he just had a bit more strength and a slightly sturdier body.

At this moment, those who were present looked at Qi Yuan with fear.

This man not only resurrected from the dead but also killed Wang Tong with a coffin board in his hand!

"Continue, now it’s your turn, you’re forcing me!"

Qi Yuan held the coffin board like a brutal bandit, no, a brutal ghost!

Xu Jiaoyun was terrified and started running.

She was already traumatized; Purple Dawn Forest was full of gravesites, and it was simply too creepy.

But as she ran in panic, she stumbled over a small grave mound and fell onto a pointed bamboo stake, a huge bloodstain on her abdomen, blood flowing.

Yet at that moment, she couldn’t care about the pain and struggled to get up and continue running.

Qi Yuan looked at Xu Jiaoyun’s wound, his face showing a compassionate expression: "It looks so painful, I can’t bear to see you suffer like this, let me help send you on your way!"

Qi Yuan felt he was very sympathetic and compassionate, just like a nobleman who couldn’t stand to see Xu Jiaoyun in such pain, so he played the good samaritan and helped end her suffering.

Qi Yuan, holding the coffin board, smashed it down hard; Xu Jiaoyun looked up only to see a dark shadow fall, brutally smashing onto her, the force making her body press down, the pointed bamboo stake piercing right through her.

"Pfft..."

Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and Xu Jiaoyun was dead.

The remaining three Blood Tiger Gang members trembled with fear; they were all ruffians and hooligans but hardly powerful cultivators, so naturally, they were fearful of the fierce Qi Yuan.

The short and stout man gritted his teeth and said, "Are you a cultivator? The Blood Tiger Gang has cultivators too, you can’t kill me, the Blood Tiger Gang won’t let you off!"

This man was too fierce, escape was not an option.

In such a dire situation, he still managed to think of a way to threaten.

It showed that he had some "quick wits."

As for the other two brainless gang members, they were too scared to speak.

"Don’t talk nonsense, where am I a cultivator, I don’t transcend, I just have Innate Divine Strength!" Qi Yuan hastily denied.

He just ate a little more, had a little more strength, why was he to be called a Transcendent.

If he exposed himself as a Transcendent, how could he continue Returning to Mortality?

As he finished speaking, Qi Yuan picked up the coffin board again, furiously smashed the three Blood Tiger Gang members’ heads in.

"Whew... that was tiring!" Qi Yuan feigned exhaustion, his acting off the charts.

Zhao Yan looked at the white-haired man before him and couldn’t help but tentatively say, "Master?"

Only then did Qi Yuan look at Zhao Yan: "I am your master, but also not."

Zhao Yan was perplexed, somewhat bewildered.

What did it mean, ’is’, but ’is not’?

"Master, you’re dead, aren’t you?" Zhao Yan looked at Qi Yuan tentatively.

The man before him, with white hair, looked almost exactly like his master.

But if there was an unalike trait, there wasn’t as much weariness in the eyes of the man before him as in his master’s.

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