The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1461 - 636: Grand Finale: The Path of Reincarnation_4

Chapter 1461: Chapter 636: Grand Finale: The Path of Reincarnation_4

Indeed, on the road to great achievements, difficulties are destined to be numerous.

Running red lights, violating people’s privacy, these are things Qi Yuan cannot bring himself to do.

He has always been lawful and kind-hearted.

Though, at times, he slaughters entire families, exterminates whole clans.

But isn’t this influenced by the people of his homeland on Blue Star?

And besides, can these really be considered the same?

Slaughtering families does not interfere with never running a red light.

"Since that’s the case, I have started." Qi Yuan began to speak.

"Good." Long Pan nodded vigorously.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes.

Once again, he began to use his special abilities.

He merged with the void.

He merged with the Wangyue Continent.

He merged with... the deceased Gold Ancestor, Wood Ancestor, Water Ancestor, Fire Ancestor, and Earth Ancestor, as well as the powerful beings of the Divine Realm who once roamed the Five Elements Banned Land.

Countless memories once again fused into his mind.

He seemed to see a happy blacksmith, working hard at the forge every day, sparks flying, always grinning widely with laughter.

His life was monotonous and dull, and his favorite thing to do was fishing.

Fishing always brought him such a sense of fulfillment.

Living in his tiny world, his wife often complained that he lacked ambition, destined to be a small-town blacksmith for life.

Later... the Outer Heaven Demon invaded.

As a Divine Court Gold Ancestor, he charged to the frontline.

Unfortunately, the might of the Divine Realm’s giants paled in comparison to those Outer Heaven Demons.

A fishing line descended from the sky, the hook shiny and glaring; he was hooked.

Just like the fish he often caught.

He died, leaving behind only a skin in the world of the living.

That skin, a vessel of metal attribute.

This time, his wife cried heart-wrenchingly, no longer berating him for his lack of ambition.

"This is his story."

"Each person’s story, when you delve deep into it... is so touching."

Qi Yuan lamented.

Just as a dog kicked aside by the roadside, if you penetrated its heart, it too had its story, its joys and sorrows, unions and separations.

Alas, humans differ from each other, species from species, entangled interests, survival of the fittest; all creatures battle for life.

"Now it’s the Fire Ancestor’s story..."

"Now it’s the Earth Ancestor’s..."

"Yu..."

...

"Little Lv..."

He stood by Qiyue Lake, comprehending the past lives of these people, their life experiences.

After an unknown length of time, he opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright.

Long Pan, who had been standing by his side all along, perked up, as if wanting to ask something, but not daring to.

"No need to rush, once I return to the present world, they will naturally be resurrected and reappear."

"They can choose to live in the present or opt to live in the future."

"If they complain about me resurrecting them in this world to suffer, they don’t need to look for me, going to the void is enough."

Hearing this, Long Pan’s face showed surprise and uncertainty.

After all, without having witnessed the Five Ancestors’ resurrection, the return of old friends to the world, he would feel some doubts.

As for all this, Qi Yuan didn’t care.

Just then, the sound of a gentle woman’s voice arose.

In a green robe, her figure grace and slender.

"I do not know whence you came, what your surname and name are, what urgent matter brings you to the Moon Dynasty?"

The woman’s voice carried a hint of wariness.

Qi Yuan glanced at the woman and said softly, "A visitor from the heavens."

As his voice faded, his figure disappeared, leaving behind the shocked woman in green and the dazed Long Pan.

As if all of this were just a dream.

"Amongst all the trees in this world, the Ancient Qi Chun reigns supreme; you... surely are also part of Master’s entourage, or perhaps... a coordinate. Is it because of you that Xiao Jia came to my side?"

Qi Yuan lay on the branches of the Ancient Qi Chun Trees, reaching up as if he could grasp the sun, moon, and stars.

"Holding the sun and moon, plucking the stars, there is no one else in this world like me."

Qi Yuan murmured.

With a wave of his hand, a fragrant scent gently wafted through the air.

Jin Li sat in Qi Yuan’s embrace, the confusion in her eyes swept away, then as tender as moonlight.

"Actually... does this count as having seen each other many times before a meet-up?" Qi Yuan asked.

"Among all timelines, I shall be the first."

The woman in his arms turned her head, bringing her soft lips close.

...

The desert winds whipped around, there was a long river, but no setting sun.

"Indeed, this world where the sun and moon do not shine, lacks one Golden Core like me."

"Your sun has arrived."

Qi Yuan muttered to himself.

Ahead lay the City of No Return.

Initially, Qi Yuan stood guard here alone, combating the ink-colored evil.

Not exactly alone, Xiao Jia was with him.

Now, Qi Yuan stood there, gazing distantly at the city walls.

Atop the wall, there was nobody.

He gazed afar, only to see two figures staggering forward through a sandstorm.

One carried a military flag, and the other cradled a bottle of wine.

They needed to stop and rest after walking for a while.

In the future, they would go to guard the City of No Return, then be gravely injured and die.

Qi Yuan glanced at the two men and then vanished.

He reappeared on a battlefield.

Bloodstained everywhere, with limbs and corpses strewn about.

This was where the fallen soldiers of Songzi Camp lay.

"I said once that I was destined to be a being like the Daluo Golden Immortal; I would remember them."

"Though I kept on falling short, I still remembered them."

"Not only that..."

"I didn’t just remember those npcs with stories; I also remember the ones... without names, who only appeared in splash art, numbers in a group of npcs."

"I’m keeping you in my memory."

He looked at the corpses, some old and haggard, others young and green.

Who’s fathers, children, husbands they were... or perhaps their own selves.

Qi Yuan earnestly observed them, memorizing them and even the sand on the ground.

After an unknown period, he once again vanished.

In the dilapidated village, inside a pigsty, a pig was eating its meal.