The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 337 - 162: The Spiritual Energy is Poisonous_3

Chapter 337: Chapter 162: The Spiritual Energy is Poisonous_3

He looked at the devastated continent compassionately.

What used to be a battlefield, was now covered with verdant hills and clear waters in an instant.

The sound of the suona was even more vigorous and enthusiastic.

Qi Yuan looked at the dozens of people playing the suona behind him, a look of regret in his eyes: "How I wish you were all in the Purple Mansion realm."

A suona played by someone in the Purple Mansion realm would certainly be more impressive.

The strongest among those playing suona for him was in the Divine Infant realm, and there were only a few at that level.

The rest were mostly practitioners at the second or third realm.

Zhao Ci was among them.

Qi Yuan had saved his kingdom, Zhao Ci could offer no better repayment than joining the suona players.

Later, as Qi Yuan intervened more frequently, the number of people in the suona group increased.

However, Qi Yuan limited the increase to a certain number. Otherwise, it would hinder his travels.

Jiang Ya stood aside, with a complex expression on her face.

While everyone else was playing the suona, she was the only one not participating, which was rather awkward.

She felt very strange.

She could reluctantly understand if Wise True Monarch joined the suona group.

Afterward, they went to other kingdoms. All it took for Blood Robe Sword God was a casual mention and both ordinary people and nobility were eager to sign up to join his music group.

They seemed to take joining the band as the greatest honor of their life.

She wanted to say to one of the emperors in the band,

You abandon your role as an emperor to join a band?

She couldn’t understand.

She had only glanced at that emperor a few times before discerning that he was an ambitious strategist.

And this was his decision?

"Senior, what kind of magic did you work on them? Even the Emperor is playing suona for you!" Having finally figured out Qi Yuan’s character, Jiang Ya now dared to speak more boldly.

"Isn’t it normal for an emperor to play suona?"

I’ve seen an emperor who was a carpenter.

I’ve also seen some countries where comedians become the head of state." Qi Yuan said casually.

Now, the time until he completely regained control of the Heavenly Dao was less than half a month.

He was getting closer to the Moon Dynasty.

But he was feeling increasingly apprehensive.

At that moment, Zhao Ci, one of the suona players, stepped forward and said reverentially, "Senior, our Faceless God Sect has a Divine Envoy who wishes to meet you. He says he has urgent matters to report."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan perked up.

His die-hard fan?

"Let him come." Qi Yuan was always warm to his fans.

Soon after, a middle-aged man in a black embroidered robe appeared. He took one look at the Blood Robe Sword God and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, "Greetings, Senior!"

"Oh, what do you want?"

"Senior, according to the news we received, the Mo Luo clan has noticed you and they are planning to send five cultivators from the Five Realms to besiege you. Please leave here as soon as possible to avoid being trapped," said the Divine Envoy from the Faceless God Sect.

Meanwhile, he couldn’t help but feel strangely attached to the Blood Robe Sword God, a man from another world. This was a sensation he had never experienced before.

"Five from the Purple Mansion realm?" Qi Yuan’s eyes showed helplessness. "Why are foreign cultivation techniques useless?"

If not for that, these five Purple Mansion cultivators would be like five beacons in the night for him.

The kind he would really love to obliterate.

Qi Yuan was deep in thought.

He decided that he should add another condition to his criteria for "beacons" in the future: they should be from the Vast Wave Realm.

"We implore you to conceal your identity, Senior. Our Faceless God Sect can send you to the Moon Dynasty through a special channel!" The Divine Envoy stated solemnly.

As for escorting the Blood Robe Sword God to the Moon Dynasty, the members of the Faceless God Sect who were stationed outside would act as bait. The sacrifice would be great.

Yet, the envoy knew that every member of the Faceless God Sect was ready to lay down their lives for Wangyue Continent!

I’m going to the Moon Dynasty, and I don’t need your protection," Qi Yuan said, not taking the five Purple Mansion cultivators seriously.

Hearing this, the envoy’s heart was beating fast.

Did the senior not want to go with him?

As impatience took over, he wanted to persuade Qi Yuan some more.

However, he saw the Blood Robe Sword God look up at the sky and say calmly: "We cannot leave now, because – they are already here."

Qi Yuan had already sensed the arrival of the strong warriors from the Mo Luo tribe.

Unfortunately, none of them were "beacons" that could give him Cultivation Techniques, which made Qi Yuan’s spirits sag.

The blood-red longsword behind him seemed to sense the arrival of powerful enemies and emitted the sound of a sword hum.

The envoy turned pale as a ghost: "They’ve arrived so fast, we’re done for."

How could the Blood Robe Sword God defend against five cultivators from the Five Realms?

They are doomed.

But then again, a robust voice resonated, making the envoy even paler.

Because – he saw a Yin God!

The god from legends!

"Hehehe, luckily, I arrived on time. Otherwise, you five would have given him your experience.

This one, at first glance, is no ordinary late-stage cultivator in the Purple Mansion realm!"

Mo Hui, whose height was fifteen meters, appeared. He looked down at Qi Yuan from his high position with a playful look, as if a cat was looking at a mouse.

The previous five Purple Mansion cultivators who were looking at Qi Yuan, also felt a chill in their hearts.

They followed behind Mo Hui like sidekicks.

At this time, the people in the field were filled with fear as they saw Mo Hui.

It was the natural instinct of weaker creatures when facing a stronger one.

Especially the Divine Envoy, who was completely ashen.

If the Yin God made a move, Blood Robe Sword God wouldn’t stand a chance to reach the Moon Dynasty.

Qi Yuan looked at the Yin God and sighed: "As a dignified Yin God, you’re bullying someone in the Golden Core stage. Have you no shame?"

"Interesting human, instead of begging when you see me, you’re questioning me.

Could you be... mental?"

"You’re the one who is mental! Your whole family is mental!" Unable to bear it, Qi Yuan retorted.

The Yin God scolded him, so he had to retort.

Mo Hui was not angry. He still looked at Qi Yuan with interest.

As for the five Purple Mansion cultivators beside him, they couldn’t help but speak: "Offending a god is a punishable offense!"

"You think you’re so clever, just accept your fate and die!"

Not far away, Jiang Ya watched this scene with shock and curiosity in her eyes. She was eager to know what tricks Qi Yuan had up his sleeve.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan shrugged and snapped his fingers, "Play music. Play happy music."

This time, it couldn’t be a mournful tune.

Behind him, Wise True Monarch picked up his suona and began to play.

The people from Wangyue Continent behind him were seemingly not afraid of the divine pressure. Despite the deity’s gaze, a song with a jubilant tune and some strange rhythms began to play.

Jiang Ya fell silent on the side.

Defying a god... yet still playing music.

This Blood Robe Sword God really wasn’t ordinary!

No, those musicians in the second and third realms were also not ordinary!

After all, who would dare to provoke a deity like this?

Even someone from the Purple Mansion wouldn’t dare.

But these people did!

She was baffled!