The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 677 - 306

Chapter 677: 306

If Qi Yuan had cut off her head and put it in this gift box, she’d have been so wronged.

She decided that in the future... when speaking to Qi Yuan, she would have to be more careful and not talk recklessly anymore.

No, better to stay as far away from Qi Yuan as possible.

"You’ve got to take good care of your severed head, no support for a seven-day return without reason, nor just a refund!" Qi Yuan seriously cautioned again.

Seeing this, Wang Shiqiao could only nervously close the gift box, hugging the present with a disheartened look: "Okay."

"Eh, there’s a broken sword here, whose is it, who dropped it, unclaimed?" Qi Yuan’s gaze settled on the broken sword on the ground, and he bent over to pick it up, "Since it’s unclaimed, it’s mine now."

Qi Yuan was in a good mood, feeling like his financial luck was booming today.

Not only had he earned a million, but he also got a broken sword.

For him, as a Cultivator, this broken sword wasn’t worth mentioning.

But for Qi Yuan, the Martial Artist, it was somewhat important.

Wang Shiqiao listened to Qi Yuan’s words and watched his performance, not daring to refute at all: "Right, what’s unclaimed is now yours."

Qi Yuan, feeling perfectly justified, put away the broken sword and then said, "Let’s go, let’s head back to the Martial Arts Academy together."

Wang Shiqiao, holding the gift box, numbly nodded her head.

How could she dare to refuse Qi Yuan’s words?

Even if Qi Yuan asked her to strip and streak right now, she could only grit her teeth and agree.

Wang Shiqiao followed behind Qi Yuan, tightly clutching the head encased in the gift box, her mind in turmoil.

Soon, the two entered the Martial Arts Academy.

Xing Yu looked over with some surprise. She bypassed Qi Yuan and turned her attention to Wang Shiqiao, smiling slyly, "Yo, whose gift is that?

Looking at you, you don’t seem to like this gift very much?

If you don’t like it, just throw it away!"

Hearing her best friend’s words, Wang Shiqiao panicked: "I like it, I really like it!"

"I’m the one who gave it," Qi Yuan said indifferently from the side.

Xing Yu’s eyes flashed with surprise: "You blockhead... have you seen the light, giving a gift to Xiaoshou?

Xiaoshou, show me quick, what kind of gift is it!"

As Xing Yu spoke, she reached out to fiddle with the gift box.

Wang Shiqiao hurriedly stepped back: "Don’t!"

Seeing her reaction, Xing Yu did not continue to pry but instead said with a laugh, "It can’t be one of those gifts that even a girlfriend would cry over when seeing it, right?!"

Wang Shiqiao didn’t respond, but she inwardly agreed, as she really was about to cry from being moved, yet she dared not touch it!

After saying goodbye to Wang Shiqiao and the others, Qi Yuan went to meet the second senior brother of the Martial Arts Academy.

His purpose was simple.

He had already reached the Martial Arts Limit and couldn’t learn anything new at the academy.

So, he was there to let the second senior brother know that he’d be coming less often in the future.

"Oh, okay, you’re a student, you’ve paid, whatever you say goes," the second senior brother chuckled, not rejecting Qi Yuan’s request, "By the way, it’s a pity you missed out on the Martial Arts tournament, Xu Tiehua performed really well and got ninth place!"

Within the Martial Arts Academy, everyone else flattered Xu Tiehua by saying ’top ten’, without mentioning the specific ranking, because Xu Tiehua had indeed won ninth.

"Not bad, talented people emerge in every generation," Qi Yuan praised casually.

The second senior brother expressed his regret, "What a shame you weren’t there; if you had participated, our academy could have fielded four people, and we might have gotten a spot in the team competition."

Qi Yuan just shrugged his shoulders regarding these matters: "A friend of mine had an issue, and I had to go abroad.

Later, when you see Xu Tiehua, pass on my apologies."

Qi Yuan did have some emotional intelligence.

Although he had the symptoms of a mental disorder, he still had to play the part of a mentally ill person with emotional intelligence.

He had stood Xu Tiehua up, so he had to apologize.

However, since he didn’t plan to come to the academy much in the future, he let the second senior brother speak for him.

"Hmm, it’s all minor stuff, nothing serious.

Looks like you’ll have a chance to participate in the Martial Arts tournament next year and get some world exposure," the second senior brother continued, "But by next year, you’ll probably have become a Martial Artist yourself, and you might even achieve a good ranking."

Qi Yuan shook his head: "Why wait until next year? I still intend to participate in the national Martial Arts tournament this year..."

"Haha... aiming for the championship, right!" the second senior brother laughed.

Qi Yuan’s claim that he’d win the national Martial Arts tournament championship had already spread throughout the academy; no one took it seriously.

Seeing the amusement in the second senior brother’s eyes, Qi Yuan couldn’t be bothered to explain, and he didn’t intend to.