The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 809 - 357: I’m the Villain? Heh heh heh!_2

Chapter 809: Chapter 357: I’m the Villain? Heh heh heh!_2

"You’re a really nice person, but I’m rather petty. After you die, I won’t erect a monument for you, and no one will remember your name.

Look, I don’t even know your name right now."

Qi Yuan’s expression remained calm.

He had seen too many worlds.

He had encountered all kinds of people.

People as "devoted" as the man in the black robe, he had seen them too.

For instance, the Mountain of Fate in the Canglan Realm.

Because Qi Yuan opposed the calamity, this power feared he might anger the calamity and would then seek retribution upon the Canglan Realm, so they cursed Qi Yuan.

This made Qi Yuan find the situation rather amusing.

When the butcher raises his knife, it’s ridiculous to think about not resisting, but rather fearing that if you anger the butcher, he’ll chop even more ruthlessly.

To Qi Yuan, this Heaven-Repairing Pavilion had some similarities with the Mountain of Fate.

"I get it now, you must be that Court Master from the Demon Subduing Court, right? No wonder you’ve got such confidence.

However, this is the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, where the Heaven-Repairing Pavilion reigns supreme!"

The Blood of Martial Lord shone at that moment.

In all of the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, there was nothing that could resist the combat power of a Martial Lord.

"The world will remember your sacrifice!" the man in the Black Robe shouted loudly, with a dignified expression.

Qi Yuan stretched lazily. "I’m here to play a game, not to listen to you preaching, sigh, you game designers really are boring."

Yes, that was exactly how Qi Yuan felt.

Every mission in this game came with a little story.

These stories always carried an element of regret, helplessness, pain.

They seemed intended to leave a lasting impression on the players, to affect them.

In Qi Yuan’s opinion, the designers were being pretentious, aiming for depth.

"Who has the designer’s phone number? Call them and tell them I’m here to play a game, not to listen to stories, but to kill, kill, kill!"

"Oh, a free game, am I a freeloader?

Forget it, it doesn’t matter what the designer does, I’ll just kill, kill, kill."

Qi Yuan spoke and turned his gaze towards the man in the black robe.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the Exploding Bird Fist was unleashed, and Qi Yuan’s powerful punch seemed as if it could extinguish the world.

Boom!

The stone tinged with the Blood of Martial Lord shattered instantly.

The expression on the face of the man in the black robe solidified. "Martial... Martial Lord."

The strike unleashed by Qi Yuan, incredibly, reached the Realm of Martial Lord.

This irresistible, unmatched force was undoubtedly that of a Martial Lord.

The man in the black robe’s pupils flashed in disbelief, and his form dissipated at that moment, turning into countless fragments.

Even though he was a Peak Martial King, even though he possessed the Blood of Martial Lord.

But in front of Qi Yuan, he was still nothing to look at, far too weak.

This was the gap between a god and a man.

"Can’t even see the pieces, no wonder there’s no grave," Qi Yuan said nonchalantly after killing the man in the black robe.

Ms. Wang nearby shuddered, her expression filled with incomprehension and disbelief.

"How can there be a Martial Lord within the Mountain and Sea Scrolls?

Impossible, impossible!"

Without the ancestral blood, how could a Peak Martial King break through to become a Martial Lord?

The Martial Lords from the primal source couldn’t even leave it. To leave meant death.

That was why their group of Martial Kings from the Heaven-Repairing Pavilion roamed the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, correcting the world line, replaying the world, so that before the Morning Chorus began, the world could be saved!

"There’s nothing impossible in this world." Qi Yuan looked at Ms. Wang, "Interested in selling your body as a specimen to Han Xianyun?"

Ms. Wang looked at Qi Yuan, her mind in turmoil, unable to comprehend.

However, she still calmed down.

"Mr. Qi, please stop.

I don’t know how you achieved the breakthrough to Martial Lord. You might have a great opportunity, a destiny beyond the ordinary. A Martial Lord in the Mountain and Sea Scrolls is the true King.

But... In the face of the greater forces, even Martial Lords are as humble as dust.

There’s less than four thousand years left before the Morning Chorus.

We from the Heaven-Repairing Pavilion must correct the world line; only then can the world reboot without errors!"

"I’m not interested in any of that, speak plainly." Qi Yuan’s expression was indifferent.

He had heard plenty of such talk from Old Man Shenlei.

But what did it matter to him if the game resumed?

And with the myriad complexities of the world, who could know what’s true or false?

Even if Ms. Wang spoke with genuine emotion, Qi Yuan’s nose did not grow longer. But when it came to the information that was recorded by time and history, Qi Yuan just took a look.

"I hope Mr. Qi will consider the bigger picture and help matchmake the young lady with Tu Kongming, to set the world back on its course.

This old body... thanks Mr. Qi!"

After Ms. Wang finished speaking, she reached out her palm and decisively smacked it on her own head.

Instantly, her skull shattered, blood spilled everywhere, and she died a certain death.

Clearly, she was trying to move Qi Yuan with her death.

Of course, if Qi Yuan had not been strong, it might have been him who died.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan showed no change in expression, nor was he moved.

"What a pity, Han Xianyun lost such an awesome wife."

"Right, by pushing such a great person to death, am I not turning into the villain?"

"Should I... heeheehee!"

Qi Yuan let out the characteristic laugh of a villain.

...

Three months quickly passed by.

During this period, many things happened.

Well, a fair number of people from Heaven-Repairing Pavilion came seeking to execute Qi Yuan, all of whom Qi Yuan easily killed.

In the end, Tu Kongming did not win the beauty’s heart and remained just like Boiling Sheep.

Wang Yuanyu did not become fond of Tu Kongming and only treated Qi Yuan as a friend.

The two main characters of the story did not follow the script.

Ma Longhun, the "villain," was very committed, always stirring up trouble, following the "original trajectory" to assassinate Wang Yuanyu.

Hmm... this time, Tu Kongming still stepped forward bravely and took the hit for Wang Yuanyu, ultimately dying for her love, just like Boiling Sheep.

Contrary to what Ms. Wang had said, Wang Yuanyu did not commit suicide from grief.

Qi Yuan finally met with Ma Longhun and casually killed him.

To ask why Qi Yuan did not save Tu Kongming, one, he was not familiar; two, he did not want to save; three, the task did not require him to protect him.

"The task is completed, I should leave now.

I’ve stayed a bit too long this time; I’ve missed several Martial Arts Conferences and lost out big time."

Qi Yuan clapped his hands, feeling a little distressed.

To become the Human Path Martial Lord, one needs to win one hundred consecutive Martial Arts Conference championships.

Entering the Mountain and Sea Scrolls meant being unable to attend the Martial Arts Conference, which made it easy to break the winning streak.

So at such times, Goldfinch on the outside would help Qi Yuan by stopping the Martial Arts Conference from taking place.

Yeah, only when Qi Yuan participated did the Martial Arts Conference truly live up to its name.

It’s kind of like having a place reserved just for him.

Wang Yuanyu looked at Qi Yuan, then turned her eyes to Tu Kongming’s body, her expression somewhat lost: "He died the way Ms. Wang said, saving me.

But I... feel neither sad nor touched.

Am I naturally cold-hearted?"

"I can tell. According to my standard as an ordinary believer, you’ve been with me so long without falling for me, which shows... you are indeed a bit cold-hearted," Qi Yuan said with a smile.

"Is... that not so good?" Wang Yuanyu hesitated.

"What’s good and what’s not?" Qi Yuan’s figure became ethereal, "Living in this world, sometimes it’s better to be a bit selfish.

Of course, if you offend me, sorry, no matter how good you are, that’s not good anymore."

When Wang Yuanyu heard this, she smiled wryly: "You’re leaving?"

"Yes, going back now. I haven’t seen my wife for many years, and I miss her terribly."

"I hope we’ll have the chance to meet again," Wang Yuanyu said earnestly.

In this vast and misty world, it’s hard to come across someone you can talk to.

"As long as you live long enough, there will be a chance," Qi Yuan said, looking at Wang Yuanyu. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, he spoke out of the blue, "One can immerse in TV shows, but don’t take them seriously.

It’s like when we scroll through videos and trending topics; sometimes, what we see is what others want us to see."

Wang Yuanyu cocked her head, nodded, and said, "That sounds impressive; you seem cultured."

They started to flatter each other.

"You’re not bad yourself, a good actor, suitable for playing a kidnapper," Qi Yuan said, glancing at the black sack over Wang Yuanyu’s head.

If replaced with a black stocking, it would be even more fitting, more appropriate.

"Next time we meet, I’ll give you a set of stockings," Qi Yuan said, "Wear them for me to see!"

Wang Yuanyu smiled: "Okay, by the way, what’s a TV show?"

Clearly, when she called Qi Yuan cultured, it was just casual flattery.

She hadn’t actually understood what Qi Yuan was talking about.

"Hmm, you all are like a TV show, and I’m the audience," Qi Yuan said.

After Qi Yuan had finished speaking, his figure disappeared in that moment.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only Wang Yuanyu was left standing alone.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.