The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 45 Substitute Becomes Official_1

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Substitute Becomes Official_1

In the country of Nanqian, inside the residence of the Prime Minister.

The red Zelkova wood is ablaze, crackling loudly.

The burning flame, shockingly, is blood red!

This is a curse of death, the best medium to carry it.

Wen Zhongyong’s gaze sharp, one hand holding the ruler of the nation, the other a whisk.

"Within the span of ten thousand miles, gods yet fear to die!"

"Curse!"

With his voice, the blood-red flame on the Zelkova wood sprang up almost two feet high.

The red firelight reflected on Wen Zhongyong and Sima Ting’s faces, making them look particularly eerie.

Sima Ting stood by, his beard quivering. He was somewhat excited, "What’s the situation, sir?"

Wen Zhongyong held the ruler of the country, speaking calmly, "The curse of death has been cast, just wait for a moment, and blood will be seen."

Being already a powerful monarch, coupled with the ruler of the nation of the Holy Master of Destiny, in casting the curse of death, even the supreme monarch could be suppressed and killed!

Sima Ting sighed in relief, "Thank you for your efforts, sir!"

While saying this, he picked up the dark purple heron cloak to drape over Wen Zhongyong.

Bang!

A loud explosion resounded.

Blood and flesh splattered, Sima Ting was covered in blood, the dark purple heron cloak was directly dyed red. Sima Ting held it, collecting a cloak full of flesh and blood.

"How could this be... How could this be..." Sima Ting looked at the scene before his eyes, revealing a look of disbelief. His face was covered in blood, and his beard was stuck with a bit of flesh.

Because, Wen Zhongyong had exploded!

And Wen Zhongyong’s sudden explosion was due to the backlash of the curse of death.

Who exactly was their foe?

The ruler, was it ruined?

Many miles away, inside the Gate of Destiny.

Within the underground palace, half of the Holy Master of Destiny’s body had crawled into the coffin.

This coffin was made with the resources accumulated by the Gate of Destiny over many centuries, being unrivaled in both attack and defense.

When he was outside of Destiny Mountain, witnessing the crows flying, he had a feeling of impending doom, so he didn’t make any plans and rushed towards the coffin.

However, just as he got to the coffin, he felt an overwhelming, invincible force, as if traveling through thousands of years, tracking him down.

His eyes widened in confusion and bitterness.

"Why!"

In stoop solo diligence, he had been laying low, carefully plotting for three thousand years, living more shrewdly than any fox.

He originally thought that he would rise to the top.

However, he fell into inexplicable trouble.

It was as though a great figure passing overhead had just sneezed, directly causing his death.

His careful arrangements became a joke.

The Holy Master of Destiny... died a mirthless death.

Approximately an hour later, the corpse of the Holy Master of Destiny exploded into fragments.

A quarter of an hour later, a spider crawled into the underground palace.

An hour later, two figures entered the underground palace.

One of them looked exactly like the deceased Holy Master of Destiny.

He was the doppelgänger of the Holy Master of Destiny, now the public face of the Gate of Destiny.

His face revealed an excited expression as he looked at the exploded flesh in front of the coffin: "This old tortoise, finally dead!"

Next to him, the man in golden robes spoke calmly, "Our clan’s ancestor personally cast the life exchange spell, how could he have survived?"

Truth be told, the man in golden robes was somewhat surprised.

His clan’s ancestor, a supreme emperor, died in his sleep.

On his deathbed, he cast the life exchange spell, annihilating both himself and the Holy Master of Destiny.

So, the man in golden robes collaborated with the puppet master of the Gate of Destiny.

Originally, he thought that the ancestor’s life exchange spell could just severely injure the Holy Master of Destiny, but surprisingly, the master died instantly.

He was somewhat surprised, but he wanted to take the credit.

"This old tortoise, is more bark than bite.

Now he is dead and the Gate of Destiny is yours." The man in golden robes turned to the person next to him, "Can our cooperation continue?"

"Of course, of course!" The doppelgänger of the Holy Master of Destiny was beyond excited.

In the world, what could be more exciting than his proxy turning official?

...

In the attire of the forbidden, Qi Yuan sneezed.

"Oh no, I’m catching a cold."

Just then, Qi Yuan sneezed, feeling a bit cold.

Xiao Jia was right behind Qi Yuan, maintaining a one-body distance from him.

As if she understood Qi Yuan, a wooden tag labelled "sticker" slipped from her sleeve.

Qi Yuan glanced at Xiao Jia: "No thanks, your material is too silky, it’ll just make me colder."

Coming out from the underground palace, Qi Yuan decided he’d go on a rampant killing spree with Xiao Jia.

With Xiao Jia by his side, they would not be completely disadvantaged when they faced the Ugly Clothing Monster King.

Qi Yuan resolved to seize the opportunity and take down the Clothing Monster during this time.

With Xiao Jia, his level could leap directly by 5.

Level 90 and level 88, they carry different meanings.

The gap is one big level.

"Let’s go, we’re a good team together, killing monsters will be a breeze!"

Accompanied by Xiao Jia, Qi Yuan was brimming with confidence.

The moon was the only source of light in the pitch-black mountains.

Qi Yuan, wielding his broadsword, appeared again at the resting place of the Clothing Monster.

"Attack!"

With Qi Yuan’s loud cry, he was like a wolf among sheep, wreaking havoc incessantly.

All sorts of different articles of clothes, overalls, mini skirts, they were all taken down.

Experience points were also rapidly increasing.

+200!

...

+300!

This time, Qi Yuan was far more audacious than before.

After nearly an hour of battling, his level swiftly rose to 89.

Just then, an intense gaze focused on Qi Yuan.

"Ugly Clothing Monster King, you’re here!"

Qi Yuan was instantly invigorated.

Brothers in Arms!

In a flash, he activated Brothers in Arms, a red war armor draped over him, turning his broadsword into a bright red color.

His stature also grew rapidly to a height of ten meters.

Of course, Qi Yuan could still grow taller, but there was no need.

Ten meters was the most suitable for his current condition.

"Let’s see if your health bar will decrease now!"

Even though Qi Yuan was already at level 94, facing the Ugly Clothing Monster King still placed him under a bit of pressure.

Heaven Cleaving Sword Draw!

Qi Yuan’s first move was his strongest one.

Clothed in the red war armor, he leaped, shaking the very earth with his strength.

It seemed as if Qi Yuan carried a round moon on his back, a red sword energy descended from the sky.

Clink!

The Heaven Cleaving Sword Draw attacked the Ugly Clothing Monster King.

The Ugly Clothing Monster King stretched out its hand, a claw where white and black coalesced.

It caught Qi Yuan’s sword with one claw.

The Heaven Cleaving Sword Draw was stopped in its tracks, and the Ugly Clothing Monster King looked at Qi Yuan with no emotion.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan was somewhat stupefied.

"Only a tiny bit of health dropped?"

"Time to skedaddle."

Qi Yuan thought, if it’s a tough fight, it’s better to run.

"Looks like the gap between level 95 and 94 is a huge threshold!"

Qi Yuan switched the battle mode of the Bridal Armor to defense mode and ran away directly.

If it weren’t for the Bridal Armor, escaping would have been more time-consuming, and he might even be blocked by the Ugly Clothing Monster King.

Now, he can boldly and openly run, without having to skulk around anymore.

After escaping, Qi Yuan’s mood was exceptionally good.

If this were in the past, he might consider the Ugly Clothing Monster King to be an incredibly tough opponent.

Now though, it would only take four to five days.

He would use the Bridal Armor to boost himself to level 90, and the Ugly Clothing Monster King wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Then, it would be a matter of whether the Ugly Clothing Monster King’s claws were tougher, or Qi Yuan’s sword was sharper!