The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 685 - 310: Isn’t This Your Wife?

Chapter 685: Chapter 310: Isn’t This Your Wife?

In the branch of the Martial Arts Alliance, a stir was caused.

Qi Yuan’s martial strength, even when placed among those at the Martial Arts Limit, was not the ordinary kind.

What’s more important, he was still so young.

Immediately, many martial artists from the Martial Arts Alliance came over, hoping to befriend Qi Yuan.

However, Qi Yuan was not interested in these overtures.

He casually said, "The water at the hotel has boiled, I need to rush back to make some instant noodles."

After speaking, he turned around and left the Martial Arts Alliance branch.

The other martial artists watched this scene, exchanging looks.

Many who had seen Qi Yuan outside today also showed a strange expression.

"This martial artist is a bit odd."

"If I remember correctly, it seems he has a certificate of mental illness."

"Ah? Judging by his behavior, does he indeed act like he’s ill?"

"Could his martial arts practice have damaged his brain?"

"God gave him a window, but it seems He’s shut the door on him."

The gaze these martial artists had towards Qi Yuan changed from envy to pity.

Great martial arts talent is enviable.

But... if one has a mental illness, how does high martial arts talent matter?

Strong is strong, but without one’s own consciousness, one could only become a puppet in others’ hands, a tool to make money.

So it seems, having a good brain is still useful.

Qi Yuan left the Martial Arts Alliance branch, followed out by Northern Crane Han Xianyun.

Yang Shan stayed behind in the branch since he had acquaintances there, with whom he exchanged pleasantries for a short while.

Northern Crane Han Xianyun, on the other hand, followed by Qi Yuan’s side and left together with him.

At that moment, Northern Crane Han Xianyun’s heart was filled with numerous doubts.

"Your martial arts talent is even stronger than mine. Could you be the second Luo Bufan?"

Han Xianyun walked side by side with Qi Yuan.

After all, in hundreds of years, no one in the martial arts world had broken through the Martial Arts Limit.

If Qi Yuan broke through the Martial Arts Limit, it would definitely be a major event shaking the martial arts world.

"Actually, my talent is quite average. I am this strong only because of my own hard work!" Qi Yuan said truthfully.

His martial arts talent was indeed just average to begin with.

He was so formidable because he was a hardcore gamer.

"You’re being modest. In ordinary circles, effort does matter. But in the martial arts realm, it’s all about talent.

The gap between people is even bigger than that between people and dogs," Han Xianyun spoke.

Han Xianyun hailed from an established family of aristocrats.

However, he had an older brother.

The "throne" belonged to his elder brother, so he... could not actively enter his brother’s circle and instead mingled in the smaller martial arts circles.

This was also a way of self-preservation.

After all, his brother was thirteen years his senior and in the prime of life. If he harbored any thoughts of competing, how could he hope to win?

Han Xianyun felt that Qi Yuan before him was unique, always seeming a bit mysterious.

There was also the fortuneteller from before, who was babbling strangely.

At first, he thought it was a scheme targeting him.

But now, it didn’t seem like it.

"There’s still some time before the martial arts competition. Are you going to be at Longtai during this period?

Do you want me to be your guide, show you around Longtai?

Longtai has many Martial Arts Holy Lands, which are great places for us martial artists.

Though you seem powerful now, whether or not you’ll win the championship is another matter.

During this time, you might as well accompany me to explore the legacy of the ancients, as it may also help advance your martial arts."

Northern Crane Han Xianyun was very enthusiastic.

He also wanted to take this time to figure out Qi Yuan’s background.

"That could be nice, after I get married, I definitely need to go there for a honeymoon trip," Qi Yuan replied.

However, his response had nothing to do with what Han Xianyun had just said.

Han Xianyun froze for a moment, then recalled Qi Yuan’s mental illness certificate and the discussions at the Martial Arts Alliance branch.

Qi Yuan... he couldn’t really have a mental illness, could he?

Otherwise, why would communication be so difficult?

Thinking of something, Han Xianyun hastily asked, "Who needs to go to the hospital every day?"

Qi Yuan was taken aback, looking at Han Xianyun as if he was looking at an idiot: "You’ve been watching too many videos; my mental illness was faked, it’s not real."

Han Xianyun, hearing this, heaved a sigh of relief. A mentally ill person wouldn’t be capable of such clarity of speech.

"It seems I misunderstood."

"As for who goes to the hospital every day... there should be no one, not even Pangu," Qi Yuan answered.

Time is so very long.

Hospitals aren’t always there.

How could anyone go to the hospital every day?

For instance, before heaven and earth were formed, who went to a hospital?

Hearing this, Han Xianyun was baffled again.

Wasn’t the mental illness an act?

Why were his words still so disjointed and nonsensical?

He’s definitely ill!

However, just at that moment, Han Xianyun suddenly froze: "Did you hear a strange sound?"

As he spoke, Han Xianyun looked toward an alley ahead.

The alley was empty and silent.

But for some reason, he felt that just a moment ago, a peculiar sound had emanated from there.

"A sound?"

Qi Yuan’s gaze also turned toward the alley, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"I didn’t hear anything, but... we can go take a look."

Qi Yuan indeed hadn’t heard any strange noises.

However, when he followed Han Xianyun’s gaze, he sensed something unusual.

"Okay."

Han Xianyun thought for a moment, then without hesitation, went straight into the alley with Qi Yuan.

The alley wasn’t wide, and it was a bit dirty. Near a flowerpot not too far away, there was a dried pile of dog poop on the ground. Judging by its moisture and color, it had been there for some time.

Northern Crane Han Xianyun looked around, then smiled, "Seems like it was just an illusion. I, for some reason... always get the feeling I’m hearing things."