The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 565 - 259 Shameless! _2

Chapter 565: Chapter 259 Shameless! _2

If Qi Yuan is victorious, he will gain all the cultivation techniques practiced by the Great Martial Master.

If Qi Yuan loses, he must eternally bid farewell to the Great Jasmine and never touch the secrets of the divine fable.

Without any hesitation, the Great Martial Master gave a jade slip to Qi Yuan, solemnly saying: "These are all the cultivation techniques that I have trained in."

His heart was filled with mixed emotions.

The events of today seemed too surreal, giving the impression that he was in a dream.

"In that case, let’s go, I’m in a hurry and there are other important things to handle. I don’t want to waste time here." Qi Yuan said seriously.

"Okay." The Great Martial Master agreed in haste.

The figures of both men disappeared in the virtual reality at that moment.

About ten breaths later, an iron-red mechanical bird appeared in the virtual reality.

The entire body of the mechanical bird seemed to be forged with refined iron. Perhaps because it had passed a long time, it was covered in rust and had only one eye left, the other one shattered.

A mechanical voice resonated at that moment.

"Target: Blood Cloak Sword God was supported by an unknown divine myth figure, who could only exert the peak strength of six steps into heaven."

The rusty mechanical bird analyzed information and passed it to the Four Generals of Lei Family.

...

In the Dao-seeking Palace, a sudden fluctuation came through the space.

All the Yin Gods present looked over with curiosity in their eyes.

They wanted to see who was coming out and how many were coming out.

But before anyone appeared, a voice echoed in the heart of every Yin God.

"So many Yin Gods are gathered here, is it a special day today, New Year maybe? Shall we begin the feast?"

As the voice echoed, Qi Yuan, in his bloody red robe, appeared.

The Martial Master, decked in full armor, stood behind Qi Yuan, appearing like a lackey.

This scene left all the Yin Gods present in shock.

From the behavior and reaction of the Great Martial Master, the outcome of this battle was already clear.

He... had lost!

Incredulity was written all over the face of the Purple Mansion of the Dao-seeking Palace.

Their owner, the Great Martial Master, who held sway behind the scenes of the three domains, had actually been defeated by the Blood Cloak Sword God.

They looked at the Martial Master, unable to accept this result, wanting him to admit it himself.

"I... lost." The Great Martial Master spoke and admitted his defeat without hesitation.

Hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the Yin Gods present slightly changed, and the way they looked at Qi Yuan also changed.

This was particularly the case for the Great Jasmine and Old Seven Injuries. If previously they had only thought of the Blood Cloak Sword God as a powerful junior, they now treated him as an equal.

"The Blood Cloak Sword God has an astonishing command of Dao. I admire it." Old Seven Injuries also expressed his goodwill to Qi Yuan.

Jasmine, the Great One, flirted with Qi Yuan: "When will you come to the Phoenix Palace and chat with me about the Dao?"

The rest of the Yin Gods also introduced themselves one by one, congratulating Qi Yuan on his victory.

Blood Cloak Sword God, Qi Yuan, stood behind him in silence.

After greeting Old Seven Injuries, Qi Yuan turned his gaze to Jasmine.

"Don’t you like me?

Today, I defeated the Great Martial Master. Isn’t that very powerful, and manly?"

As Qi Yuan spoke, he raised his arm.

Unfortunately, since he had become a cultivator, he no longer sweats and thus no longer has any smell.

Jasmine, narrowing her eyes, had a bad premonition when she heard Qi Yuan’s words.

Sure enough, she heard Qi Yuan say.

"You must love me more now, right? You should take this opportunity to confess to me. If you present the divine fable as a gift to me, I could reluctantly agree to be your boyfriend for a day."

The Yin Gods present couldn’t help but chuckle when they heard these words.

This Blood Cloak Sword God was indeed as rumored- a wit.

Jasmine’s smile had frozen and she laughed awkwardly: "You’re... a bit too hasty. I will be embarrassed."

"A high-quality man like me would be very popular in a blind date market.

If you don’t act quickly, you may lose the chance to be as close to me." Qi Yuan said earnestly.

At this moment, he was still interested in the Great Jasmine.

Perhaps after playing another game, he could become a man too high for the Great Jasmine to reach for.

The Great Jasmine flashed a charming smile, but she did not answer directly.

Qi Yuan showed his lack of interest with a shrug, his gaze falling upon the group of scholars from the Zifu house who he had previously confronted.

In a clear, powerful voice he addressed the Grand Master Wu, "Defeating you was my first challenge, now isn’t it time for me to challenge these old creatures?"

His eyes gleamed with the spirit of battle as he looked at the members of the Zifu house.

A month ago, these old fellows would have been the moonlight against which he measured his own progress.

But times had changed. They had aged, their appeal diminishing.

Qi Yuan’s words left the Yin Gods in confusion.

The members of Zifu shared shocked glances among themselves.

Was this a joke?

He had just defeated the Grand Master and now he was challenging the Zifu house?

Unfortunately, the members of Zifu were shaking in their boots. They remained quiet in the face of Qi Yuan’s challenge.

This Blood-Robed Sword-God made light of their waning strength!

Known for his unforgiving brutality, they feared angering the Blood-Robed Sword-God might result in their demise, with no one left to avenge them.

The Grand Master Wu was equally perplexed, unable to comprehend Qi Yuan’s thought process.

He eventually announced, "I’m surrendering on behalf of the Zifu house scholars."

Collecting himself, Qi Yuan responded, "But Grand Master Wu, how can you speak on behalf of the Zifu scholars?

Especially when they have yet made their own announcements. What if they don’t wish to surrender? What if they want to fight me in a fair and square battle?" He looked inquisitively at the Zifu scholars, harboring clouds of doubt.

"Is there any one of you who would accept my challenge?"

The Grand Master Wu was at a loss for words.

Amongst the group, an unusually ragged-looking scholar reluctantly spoke out, his voice filled with respect.

"We admit defeat, Blood-Robed Sword-God. We offer our Cultivation Techniques to you."

The rest of the Zifu members followed suit, expressing their surrender.

"We are willing to admit defeat and offer our Cultivation Techniques to you."

Tens of scholars from Zifu collectively surrendered, their aggression now turned into submission.

The thought of accepting his challenge was too frightening, even if they had ten thousand times the courage.

What else were they supposed to do at this point, other than surrender and offer over their Cultivation Techniques?

Qi Yuan laughed heartily, turning to the Grand Master Wu, "Do you see? This is the sway of public sentiment. They have succumbed to my charisma and have submitted willingly."

His heart was filled with wonder.

Those who are on the right path shall receive help, while those who stray shall walk alone. So this is what the saying meant.

The Grand Master Wu dared not retort. He feared admitting that they had been forced into submission.

"I accept your surrender and your Cultivation Techniques. Your enthusiasm is commendable though slightly overwhelming," announced Qi Yuan, feeling triumphant.

If only the old fellows at the Palace of Light were this accommodating

If they had, they would have handed over their Cultivation Techniques rather than leaving nothing but their remains behind.

Upon a thought, Qi Yuan continued, "When will the rest of the Zifu scholars return to the Palace of Enlightenment? I would like to challenge each of them when they arrive."

Maintaining his composure, Grand Master Wu responded, "They will all return by the end of today."

He had learned his lesson this time, refraining from uttering words of surrender on behalf of the other scholars.

"Hmm," came Qi Yuan’s response, "So basically, I have now defeated everyone from your Palace of Enlightenment. Under our initial agreement, isn’t it time for all of you from the Palace of Enlightenment to work for me?"

According to the original pact, Qi Yuan had to defeat Grand Master Wu and all the Zifu scholars.

In return, the Palace of Enlightenment was to give him all of their Cultivation Techniques and assist him in forming a shared deity conference.

With a pause, Grand Master Wu solemnly spoke, "A bet is a bet, from now on the Palace of Enlightenment will comply with your requests."

This statement from Grand Master Wu stirred a small sensation among the spectating Yin Gods.

Imperial Guardian Jasmine and Elder Qi Shang displayed a meaningful look.

If the Grand Master’s defeat at the hands of the Blood-Robed Sword-God was surprising, they could still accept it.

But the extent to which the Grand Master was beaten, his stance mimicking one of complete loyalty, was beyond their expectations.

This indicated that the Grand Master didn’t just lose, he was utterly defeated. Otherwise, why would he declare himself at someone else’s command?

In their eyes, the reputation of the Blood-Robed Sword God was raised dramatically.

Taking in the scene of his victorious challenge against the Palace of Enlightenment, Qi Yuan turned his gaze towards the six present Yin Gods.

"Considering the majority of Fengtian Domain’s Yin Gods being present today," he said slowly, "there is something that I need to inform you of."

"Since all of you are here, I might as well tell you now. I’m forming a shared deity conference. It’s for... dealing with a major disaster. I hope you could lend me your support."