The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 792 - 351: Divine Sense of Heaven’s Ear? You are a Yin God!

Chapter 792: Chapter 351: Divine Sense of Heaven’s Ear? You are a Yin God!

"After finishing this drink, let’s capture the remnants of the souls together!"

Jiang Qingjiao’s face lit up with excitement, carrying a hint of high spirits.

This foray into Tianyue had been richly rewarding.

Not only had he obtained the treasure of Heavenly Demon Blood, but he was also about to seize a major opportunity.

"To our joint venture!"

All three in the room were quite happy, draining their cups in one gulp.

Just then, a calm voice unexpectedly rang out in the private room.

"Oh my, someone dares to plot my murder."

The abrupt voice caught the three in the room off guard, their expressions changing slightly.

Their Divine Senses shot out fiercely, wanting to pinpoint the source of the voice, their Spiritual Powers bursting forth at that moment, on extreme alert.

As the voice faded, two figures appeared inside the room.

A strikingly handsome man could be seen, holding a beautiful woman in a cold, black dress; anger was evident on the man’s face, and the woman seemed to emanate a chill, giving the impression that she was not one to be provoked.

Yet, when her gaze fell on the man beside her, it was filled with doting affection and adoration.

Upon seeing the two, Freecare Loose Cultivator’s eyes narrowed.

Because he was unable to gauge the strength of these two individuals.

The Demon Clan male felt the same way, his guard raised to the utmost.

For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity with the two before him.

Jiang Qingjiao hastily bowed in salute, "Has the Venerable perhaps misunderstood something? I am Jiang Qingjiao of the Fighting God Sect."

He invoked the name of his sect, hoping to make the mysterious cultivators wary.

"What misunderstanding? My wife was just eating watermelon in the room when she suddenly heard someone talking about killing me, so she brought me here," Qi Yuan said languidly.

Ningtuo smiled with her eyes, "What my husband said is correct; just now, I heard someone wanting to execute ’Qi Yuan.’"

Mentioning this, Ningtuo’s eyes carried a strand of murderous intent.

At her words, the man from Ten Thousand Demons Realm with dual pupils thought of something, his face turning pale, "Divine Sense that hears the call of heaven, you are a Yin God!"

Anyone who reaches the Yin God Realm possesses the ability of a Divine Sense that hears the call of heaven.

Within a certain range, if one calls out or mutters the name of a god, the god will sense it.

Therefore, against a Yin God, ordinary cultivators dare not directly say its name, nor do they speak ill of a deity behind their backs.

They had previously mentioned Qi Yuan in passing, even employing a soundproofing Formation within the room, yet they were still overheard.

If not Divine Sense that hears the call of heaven, then what?

Of course, there was something strange about it.

Divine Sense that hears the call of heaven should hear one’s own name, should it not?

This woman heard the name Qi Yuan instead.

Usually, what the Divine Sense that hears the call of heaven detects is the foremost person in one’s heart; the foremost person... should that not be oneself?

"A deity?"

Hearing this, both Freecare Loose Cultivator and Jiang Qingjiao were utterly dumbstruck.

The woman beside Qi Yuan... she was a Yin God?

"Great Lord of Divinity, please do not misunderstand; it was all a misunderstanding!" Jiang Qingjiao immediately knelt.

If the other party were merely a Divine Child, he might just be wary, with no overwhelming fear.

But the other was a Yin God, at the same level as the founding patriarch of the Fighting God Sect.

In the face of such a powerful being, all he could do was kneel.

Without any hesitation, Freecare Loose Cultivator also knelt to the ground, "It was all a misunderstanding!"

"A misunderstanding, you mean my wife is hearing things?" Qi Yuan became angry.

He trusted Ningtuo’s words implicitly.

"No..." Jiang Qingjiao was in turmoil, at a loss for words.

After all, they indeed harbored murderous intentions towards Qi Yuan.

But who could have known that Qi Yuan’s wife was a Yin God Venerable.

Such a Venerable, not ascending to the Higher Realm, what was she doing lingering in the Lower Realm?

"My lord, we..."

"He’s already announced his sect; now it’s your turn," Qi Yuan looked at the dual-pupiled man and Freecare Loose Cultivator.

He took note of the name of the Fighting God Sect.

The name of this sect was a bit arrogant; it deserved to be disciplined.

He wanted to see what backing the other two had.

These three were so daring as to plot against him; he did not believe they didn’t have someone behind them.

"This junior is but a loose cultivator."

"I... am a Loose Cultivator."

"One truth, one lie, it doesn’t really matter," Qi Yuan shook his head, "Anyway... it’s time for you to die."

"Venerable, have mercy!"

Jiang Qingjiao begged desperately, his face changing drastically upon hearing Qi Yuan’s words.

"He must be bluffing, what the hell kind of Yin God is he!"

At that moment, Jiang Qingjiao burned with rage, unleashing his most powerful Dao Method.

Seeing this, Freecare Loose Cultivator also understood that without striking with full force, there was no hope.

Both men’s Spiritual Powers surged, emitting intense light.

Jiang Qingjiao had reached the Yuan Pill Realm.

And Freecare Loose Cultivator was none other than the legendary False Infant Boss.

When the two attacked, their power was astonishing, easily enough to blow up an entire street.

At the sight, Qi Yuan yawned, "They look so cute when they’re angry, just like my cat when it gets its fur ruffled."

When one is too weak, anger and outrage in the presence of the powerful can indeed seem endearing.

"Truly, adorably deadly."

Watching the two attackers, Qi Yuan extended his fist.

As the saying goes, pure strength breaks all techniques.

At this moment, he wasn’t using any Dao Methods, relying solely on his physical strength.

The effects of Martial Arts and Immortal Law on Qi Yuan’s body had reached a terrifying level.

Without Immortal Law, without Qi and Blood Power, just his bodily strength.

Jiang Qingjiao and Freecare Loose Cultivator, like metal drawn to a magnet, found their bodies hurtling towards Qi Yuan’s fist.

Boom.

Like watermelons meeting a hammer, their heads hadn’t even touched Qi Yuan’s fist.

Yet, their heads burst as if they were watermelons being smashed.

Their bodies were like rag dolls, with blood-colored stuffing scattering in all directions.