The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 44 Immortal Turtle Standing the Test of Time_1

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Immortal Turtle Standing the Test of Time_1

Wen Zhongyong stood beside Sima Ting, a little shorter than him.

"According to the information from our spy, this might be related to one individual."

"Years ago, Empress Jin Li took out a treasure from the imperial treasury, named Linglong Yuxi."

"This object?" Prime Minister Sima Ting was taken aback.

The object, naturally paired, allowed its two possessors to communicate with each other.

But it’s limited to just these two people.

This is not as good as the current communication treasures.

"According to our insider, Empress Jin Li has been using the Linglong Yuxi to communicate with a mysterious figure."

"Madam Qin’s breakthrough to the emperor level might have been aided by this man!" Wen Zhongyong stated his judgment.

Sima Ting’s face deepened on hearing this, a more pronounced crease furrowed his brow, revealing his anger.

The maids in the palace, many of them worked for Sima Ting, so getting such information was easy for him.

Moreover, during the ban on Xuanyuan, Jin Li mentioned Qi Yuan’s name, and he himself mumbled "Qi Yuan" occasionally in his sleeping quarters. The leaking of these news was only too normal.

"They dare to ruin my plans!

Have we identified who they are?"

Wen Zhongyong shook his head, "The other half of the Linglong Yuxi disappeared without a trace a thousand years ago."

"Can you guess their identity?" Sima Ting asked, "If they could help Madam Qin to reach the emperor level, this person must be not ordinary!"

He has many enemies.

Even within the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny, there are people who are against him.

And now, someone is aiding Empress Jin Li, adding to his troubles.

This could be directed against him, or against the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

The Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny is the leading sect of the Human Clans.

More than ten Human Clan countries collectively respect the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny as sacred.

The Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny, stands in the farthest north.

Suppressing the fate of the Human Clans and intercepting the large demons of the monster clans.

Although the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny is superior, like immortals,

However, in recent years, the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny has also begun to interfere in worldly power.

Sima Ting is considered one of the puppets of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

The rest of the countries are gradually being consumed by the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

Apart from the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny, there are also many other sects among the Human Clans.

Many of these sects have united to resist the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

In Sima Ting’s view, the other end of the Linglong Yuxi might be a powerhouse who resists the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

However, thinking of something, Sima Ting asked, "It wouldn’t be a monster clan member, would it?"

He was somewhat concerned.

In previous years, in order to establish his position, he cooperated with a great demon.

However, after he clung onto the powerful leg of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny, he decisively cut off contact with that great demon.

He feared that this could be related to that great demon.

"Who he is doesn’t matter," Wen Zhongyong said confidently, "All we need to know is that he is our enemy.

If he dare to interfere with Lord Sima’s plan, the scheming of the Holy Gate, even if he is supreme emperor, he must die."

"Are you saying?" Sima Ting looked hopeful at his words.

"Yes, I know his name, it’s Qi Yuan. With the aid of Linglong Yuxi, I can curse him to death.

Even if it is a fake name, my curse can still kill him."

Sima Ting, on hearing this, looked worried, "What if the other party turns out to be a supreme emperor?"

Wen Zhongyong took out a piece of bamboo: "This object is called the Stabilizing Country Ruler, a gift from the Master of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny, it carries the supreme power of the Holy Master.

With this object, I can curse him to death, even a supreme emperor can’t escape."

This ruler was personally given by the Master of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Destiny.

They, the travelers, all carried this object according to the Master’s orders, travelling around the countries, gathering their destinies.

"If the other party chooses to communicate with the Empress through an unknown pawn, isn’t that a waste?" Sima Ting asked again.

"It costs me nothing, it’s a harmless tactic, and it only costs a little time. Also, it serves as a warning shot.

Prime Minister, please wait for a moment, I will find a jade object, and then I can cast the curse to kill!

Even if he is a supreme emperor, he must die!" Wen Zhongyong was extremely confident.

"I am grateful, sir!" Sima Ting said.

He was also somewhat expectant.

He hoped that Qi Yuan was the great demon he used to deal with in the past, and that he would be cursed to death.

Then he could rightfully become the lord of Nanqian.

If not, he still has to die!

By helping Empress Jin Li, he has offended him, and that is a capital offense!

...

Mount Destiny.

The sacred land of the Human Clans.

With its peak soaring into the heavens, it overlooks the entire Wangyue Continent.

A plain-looking young man emerged from the brothel.

His face bore a look of laid-back ease.

"A journey fraught with trials and tribulations, yet none as sweet as a beautiful woman’s charm."

The man of ordinary appearance, if placed in a crowded street, would be easily overlooked.

However, his identity, if revealed, would undoubtedly leave everyone dumbfounded.

He is none other than the Saint Master of Destiny!

"Three thousand years, I can finally leave the confines of a three hundred mile radius from Mount Destiny. Not bad, not bad indeed." The Saint Master of Destiny was originally a tortoise dwelling in the mountains, until a drop of blood fell on it three thousand years ago.

It awoke his intelligence, transforming him into a humanoid with a lifespan of ten thousand years.

Thanks to that drop of the immortal blood, he gained access to many secrets and knowledge he never possessed before.

However, the price was his confinement to Mount Destiny.

He patiently practiced his cultivation, year after year.

Nevertheless, his talent was spectacularly mediocre, it took him a full five hundred years to reach the realm of an emperor.

One thousand five hundred years later, only then did he step into the supreme realm of the emperor.

Twenty years ago, he finally reached the legendary realm of the heavens.

His talent was not high, thus he cultivated painstakingly.

When encountering enemies, he would often grind them down to death, and then set up a brothel on their grave as a treat to a night of debauchery.

Of course, this only happened nearby Mount Destiny.

In fact, he would even force the descendants of those who offended him into prostitution and take them into his room.

He disliked virtuous women and preferred prostitutes.

Yet, as his power grew, he became increasingly inflated and even established the Holy Gate of Destiny, becoming its Saint Master.

The elders of the Holy Gate of Destiny did not know that each generation of Saint Masters was, in fact, his alias.

Walking down the road, the Saint Master of Destiny hummed a tune, "Indeed, I used to be too timid."

"It took a thousand years of war between humans and monsters for the blood and qi they released to enable me to step into the realm of the supreme emperor. The progress was quite slow."

"Controlling the destiny of the Human Clans, the bloodline of the monster race, offering them in sacrifice, now that is the right path!"

Feeling his strength continuously soaring, the Saint Master of Destiny could not help but sigh.

He had poor talent and cultivated extremely slowly.

According to the secret technique of the drop of immortal blood, after instigating a war between humans and monsters, the blood and qi they released, were absorbed by him, slowly increasing his power.

Humans and monsters were always in opposition; it didn’t take much effort to incite disputes in secret.

However, as his power skyrocketed, he gradually became unsatisfied with this rate of growth.

As a result, he set his sights on the most potent and malicious secret technique.

The Blood Sacrifice Method of National Fate.

He sent the Ruler’s Measure into the countries to draw in their national fate.

In another sixty years, the Blood Sacrifice Method of National Fate would be accomplished.

By then, he would perform the Blood Sacrifice, offering up the entire human and monster races of this world. Like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, he would transform from a turtle into a Xuanwu, becoming the true ruler of the Wangyue Continent.

As he recollected his life, the Saint Master of Destiny relished the journey.

His life was a testament to the beauty of persistence.

A late bloomer.

"Once I bowed my head to powerful figures, now I can stir up a storm with a few words."

"Despite your exceptional talent throughout the ages, did you not end up as a mockery?"

"A turtle that is eternally youthful, a late bloomer who is blooming now!"

The Saint Master of Destiny frequented brothels and often hummed little tunes, a pity though as his level of education was not high, he didn’t pay attention to flat tones, and completely ignored the rhythm.

The Saint Master of Destiny prepared to return to the Holy Gate of Destiny and continue his closed-door cultivation.

For the final cycle of sixty years, to be on the safe side, he would have to cultivate inside the coffin, let his alias manage everything, and stay out of all but major incidents. At most, he might visit the brothel a couple of times.

Just at that moment, a crow flew overhead.

The Saint Master of Destiny cursed the bad luck.

With a flick of his fingers, the crow dropped dead.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of dread.

"No more wandering around, not anymore!"

"The brothel ... not going there anymore."

The Saint Master of Destiny made a decision that went against his very essence.