The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 650 - 295: Bloodline Chaos and Purity_2

Chapter 650: Chapter 295: Bloodline Chaos and Purity_2

Qi Yuan picked up a piece of dried sea monster and put it in his mouth, slowly chewing.

The taste was somewhat like dried fruit, salty with a hint of sweetness.

Clearly, the secret items were not simply sea monster meat, as quite a few ingredients had been added.

"Indeed... is it the blood?"

As he consumed the secret item, Qi Yuan felt his blood mildly boil.

Of course, such a degree of boiling was something the martial artists of this world would not detect.

Qi Yuan also gained a deeper understanding of the martial arts in this world.

"However... since everyone’s bloodline origins are different, ordinary secret items... they replenish a mix of all sorts of blood... This indeed can improve martial arts cultivation, but it also... clogs up one’s own system."

Yang Shan had mentioned that in ancient times, apart from innate martial skills, powerful martial artists also had innate kill moves.

But when ordinary people consume a variety of messy secret items, their bodies blend various bloodlines, resulting in a muddled and impure bloodline of their own, unable to form their own innate kill moves.

Simply put, Qi Yuan had managed to deduce the path of innate kill moves in martial arts of this world to a considerable extent.

Kuang Huan listened attentively beside him, yet understood nothing.

"The taste is good, quite nutritious."

Despite a mix of various bloodlines, Qi Yuan still ate the secret item.

The practice of martial arts is inseparable from secret items.

Without strengthening one’s bloodline, cultivation becomes extremely difficult, and progression in cultivation techniques is hard to achieve.

If one desires a pure bloodline, then the only way is like the last time, by devouring a mutated sea beast, and it must be one with a compatible bloodline.

Unfortunately, such sea beasts are rare and hard to come by.

So Qi Yuan decided to worry about the purity of his bloodline only when his martial arts cultivation has reached its limit.

And while consuming secret items can make one’s bloodline "cluttered," with the Devouring Protogenia, Qi Yuan’s blood would not truly become "cluttered."

"How’s your immortal cultivation going?" After finishing the secret item, Qi Yuan looked at Kuang Huan and asked.

"I can now... produce a thread of flame!" Excited, Kuang Huan finally had someone to share this with.

As he spoke, a weak little flame appeared in his hand.

However, the flame was overly faint.

"Not bad, you finally have a skill. If you fall on hard times, you could make a decent living as a magician," Qi Yuan said with earnest praise.

Indeed, those who follow him have a bright future ahead.

Even if Kuang Huan lost his job in the future, he could become a magician.

"I’ve improved your cultivation technique a bit; there should be no problem cultivating to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

I need some materials recently, help me prepare them."

Qi Yuan handed over the sequel to the "Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Skill" to Kuang Huan.

He also listed all the materials he needed.

This time, apart from cultivation resources, he also included materials needed for making puppets, as well as Foundation Establishment Spirit Objects.

Since this world lacked Foundation Establishment Spirit Objects, Qi Yuan decided to cultivate them himself.

He reckoned that in just over a month, he would begin his Foundation Establishment.

Within half a year, he planned to step into the Yuan Pill stage.

At that time, he would be able to bring Ningtuo over.

"Alright, I’ll arrange for someone to do it right away," Kuang Huan said with a somber tone, "Mr. Qi, I might not be able to deliver the goods personally in the coming period.

Wugui Nation and Yuelang Nation have gone to war again, and I need to transport a batch of arms to support Yuelang."

Kuang Huan’s business was arms trading.

In fact, he was also a person from the military side of Qin Yuan Nation, helping to offload some arms.

Currently, Yuelang is a nation supported by Qin Yuan Nation, and they have been in conflict with Wugui Nation.

With orders from above, Kuang Huan might have to stay in Yuelang for the next few months or even years.

"Fine, as long as I have what I need," Qi Yuan said unconcernedly.

The war between Yuelang Nation and Wugui Nation was not unexpected.

The recent trending topics had already revealed many of Wugui Nation’s inhumane actions.

Wugui Nation and Yuelang Nation were already at the brink of war.

Even if both nations didn’t want to fight, Qin Yuan Nation and the Ancient Witch Nation would not allow it.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Qi, I will make sure to arrange everything you need!" Kuang Huan answered seriously.

"Ah, it’s a pity I’m not a Demon Cultivator, nor do I possess a Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, otherwise, wouldn’t I be able to collect a lot of remnants souls on the battlefield?" Qi Yuan thought to himself.

Ordinary people lack a Primordial Spirit, and death is the end for them.

But cultivators can extract remnants souls from the dead and summon them into the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls as a treasure.

"Banner of Ten Thousand Souls... what’s that?" Kuang Huan asked, puzzled.

"Hmm... those who use the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls are usually malevolent cultivators. If you see one, run as far as you can,"

Qi Yuan saw himself as lawful and kind, respecting the law, even giving up his seat to elderly people on the bus, and he looked down on malevolent cultivators.

"I’ve taken note," Kuang Huan would certainly remember any advice given by Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was, after all, a legendary cultivator.

One month later.

Inside the Mingwu Martial Academy, Qi Yuan was cultivating.

By now, he had cultivated the Mingwu Resonance Fist to the ninth level.

Currently, he was vibrant with more spirit, energy, and vitality than when he first joined the academy.

When he threw a punch, it was vigorous and fierce.

Next to him, the students of the martial arts academy sat together chatting idly.

Especially Wang Shiqiao, who, with legs crossed, smoked a lady’s cigarette without any regard for her image.

"Rich Woman Xing, lend me some money to spend, I heard you got 1.7 billion from the last deal!" Wang Shiqiao looked at Xing Yu, her eyes filled with envy.

Just half a month ago, Xing Yu’s husband, who was over seventy, had finally passed away.