The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 40: The change of the Dress Code (Please follow!)_1

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The change of the Dress Code (Please follow!)_1

Returning from the peak, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thankfully, no one suspects it was me!"

"The Sky Pavilion is really on point. Just last night, some strong figure leveled the mountain of the Heishan Sect!"

"I wonder which divine elder it was. Did anyone from our Divine Light Sect go?"

"As expected, most people’s attention is now on the Purple Bamboo Body!"

"Even if the Old Black Cock Demon comes out, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be able to find the perpetrator."

Qi Yuan muttered to himself.

Night descended.

Qi Yuan reentered the game world.

First thing he did was chat with netizen Jin Li.

In the current Nanqian Country, Aunt Qin showcased her imperial-level power on the day of the duel, defeating the State Preceptor of Nanfeng Country.

The Prime Minister of Nanqian, Sima Ting, had an extremely ugly expression.

Jin Li’s short-term mission was completed.

But the crisis was not yet resolved.

"I’ve never been a qualified emperor."

"Once the turmoil in Nanqian has settled down, I...will leave Nanqian. What do you think?"

Through Linglong Yuxi, Jin Li sent these words to Qi Yuan.

She clenched the Yuxi tightly, her heart slightly apprehensive.

This time, it took Qi Yuan more than a dozen breaths to respond.

Jin Li hurriedly read it.

"What’s the point of being an emperor? Just leave when the mission is done!

Why don’t you come slay monsters with me? There’s more fun in that!"

Seeing the last sentence, a smile appeared on Jin Li’s lips.

"Alright, together with you."

This unqualified empress was restless again that night, tossing and turning.

While Qi Yuan, the initiator of all this, was holding his great sword, starting his hunting hour again.

However, when he stepped into the depth of the prohibition, Qi Yuan squinted his eyes.

"Something’s not right."

He noticed that today’s prohibition was somewhat different than usual.

On a twisted tree, more than half the branch was broken, revealing vicious thorns. And a piece of grey trouser legs was hung on it.

"That’s not... my doing."

"There are other people?"

The monsters Qi Yuan killed would eventually turn to ashes and become his experience.

There would never be a case where they were mostly damaged.

His gaze became solemn, he was more cautious.

After all, in this world, there were cunning people like Sima Ting, and there must also be other human NPCs.

Maybe, inside the prohibition, there was such an NPC.

Qi Yuan was very cautious and observed for a while.

However, he only found a few broken monsters.

The rest of the monsters were as usual.

Qi Yuan hesitated: "Should I continue slaying?"

If he didn’t understand the situation, he felt a little restless.

Unfortunately, after a night of sneaking around, he still didn’t find anything unusual.

The monsters in the prohibition were like before, hanging on the trees silently, just like ghosts.

"Am I scaring myself?"

Qi Yuan exited the depth of the prohibition. He decided to dig a hole.

After all, each time he was scared, hiding in his quilt would dispel his fear.

According to the first principle of ghosts, ghosts can’t harm people hiding under quilts.

Qi Yuan decided to hide in a hole first.

The space in the hole was narrow, and wind couldn’t reach the inside. It felt like some special locations in the battle royale game, giving a false sense of security.

The cold moonlight cast down on the trees, half a piece of a green cloak was hanging not far away. Torn clothes looked like they were torn by animal claws, swaying with the wind.

With his great sword, Qi Yuan quickly dug a hole.

He immediately crawled into the hole.

Seeing that there’s nothing but dirt around, Qi Yuan felt relieved: "It does feel better. All I need to do now is block the entrance."

He stood up, ready to block the entrance and bury himself.

But as he raised his head, he found himself staring into a pair of deep, hollow eyes!

At the entrance of the hole, a head was silently staring at Qi Yuan.

This head seemed to be wearing a mask, half black and half white. The white half looked like a cold corpse’s face smudged three layers of powder by a rookie mortician trying to restore the deceased’s expression, but it still gave off a creepy feeling.

"You bloody have no martial ethics!"

Qi Yuan was taken aback!

Anyone about to sleep, looking up suddenly to find a pair of eyes fixated on them without uttering a word, would have the same reaction as him.

Overbearing power!

Upon seeing this creature, Qi Yuan’s first reaction was to wield his overbearing power.

In an instant, Qi Yuan’s strength skyrocketed.

Two times, three times, four times, five times!

Overbearing power, truly overbearing power.

He utilized his overbearing power and charged towards this unknown creature.

"Kill!"

His precious sword slashed down.

Underneath the mask, Qi Yuan saw a trace of red.

The unknown creature was still staring at Qi Yuan.

Indeed, a hint of strangeness emanated from the creature’s eyes.

A red gas, just like the chemical gas from a gas cylinder, billowed towards Qi Yuan.

Only then did Qi Yuan get a clear look at the appearance of this unknown creature.

A mask with black and white face, a robe of intertwined red and white strips, one of its sleeves contained a pale human arm, except for the palm, where long, ink-black nails protruded.

[Master of the Forbidden Zone, the Emperor of Hideous Clothes, level 95.]

A big boss?

Ah!

Qi Yuan thrust his precious sword forward.

With the amplification of his overbearing power, this one sword blow could harm a level 90 monster.

However, this sword thrust merely pushed the unknown creature half a step back.

The red gas, though, seeped into Qi Yuan’s body at that moment.

Qi Yuan instantly felt his body stiffen.

The red gas seemed to be transformed into red threads, binding his viscera and turning him into a puppet.

"Damn it, run!"

Level 95!

He was only at level 88, a whole 7 levels behind this master of the Forbidden Zone, a gap of an entire level category.

He had to run now!

But, upon realizing the creature was the master of the Forbidden Zone, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

As an npc, as long as he could see the health bar, he could kill it!

Nevertheless, his priority now was to run!

Qi Yuan ran rapidly with the maximum use of his overbearing power.

That Emperor of Hideous Clothes merely trailed distantly behind, seemingly in no hurry to catch up to Qi Yuan.

After running endlessly, Qi Yuan felt drained, as if on the verge of collapse.

He realized the Emperor of Hideous Clothes seemed to have stopped chasing him.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

He ran a few hundred miles further.

"It won’t do, I need to dig a hole and rest now. My body is drained, can’t take it anymore."

He hastily reached for his precious sword, ready to dig a hole.

Just then, he paused.

"Is this a graveyard?"

"A mound of random graves?"

"Who cares, if I don’t dig now, I’ll be forced to go offline!"

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, please let me borrow your auspicious land for a while, let’s be neighbors for a night."

In the mound of random graves, a faint fog rose, tombstones collapsed and weeds overran the graves. Underneath had small holes, and one could see centipedes with thousands of tiny legs crawling about.

Qi Yuan found a location a bit distanced from the graves and dug a big hole.

To Qi Yuan’s relief, he hadn’t dug into a neighbor’s home.

He quickly filled up the hole, positioning himself in a comfortable pose.

However, as he was closing his eyes, his hand seemed to touch something slick.

"Did I touch a dead man’s skull?"

With this thought, Qi Yuan went offline.

His real world self on the Seven-Color Peak too, couldn’t resist slumber and fell into a deep sleep.

The banished Emperor, in the graveyard, an hour later.

The sound of firecrackers and gongs rang out. It seemed like a funeral, yet also felt like a wedding.

Suddenly, a group of monsters draped in rags emerged from the thick fog, dancing and cavorting, setting their clothes on fire.

The graveyard, brightly illumed by lanterns, was having a rave with the monsters dressed in rags.

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