The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 853 - 375: The Heart Believes, but the Nose Does Not

Chapter 853: Chapter 375: The Heart Believes, but the Nose Does Not

The information seen by the eyes was simple.

The silhouette was none other than the phantom of Dongjun.

He was resisting the Root Demon.

Qi Yuan’s eyes also told him if the Root Demon crossed over Dongjun, in a flash, the Origin Land, the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, the Land of the End, would be reduced to the Root Demon’s playground.

So it was true, Dongjun was indeed resisting a great calamity to save the world.

The Martial Lords on the field looked upon Dongjun’s phantom with a wistful expression.

"In the Origin Land, perhaps only hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but in... the land of the calamity, Dongjun alone has resisted the great disaster for a full million years," Hei Lu Martial Lord said in a desolate voice, laden with profound helplessness.

"The world has been restarted so many times, always to no avail. This time is our last chance. We must revive Dongjun’s Dao companion to support Dongjun!"

"Dongjun has been isolated and without support for a million years!"

The various Martial Lords were visibly moved, with an array of emotions in their eyes.

Qi Yuan said calmly, "Dongjun has indeed had it tough. He probably hasn’t had a bath in several million years. When I see him, I’ll have to offer him a bucket of bathwater."

"..."

The Martial Lords present were speechless.

However, after spending some time together, they had gradually come to understand a bit of Qi Yuan’s character and thought processes.

A Martial fanatic, such behavior was quite normal.

If one were not fanatic, how could one become a Martial God?

"Heavenly Venerable, the Wall of Dongjun will soon close. If you have any questions, please ask the Wall of Dongjun quickly!" Hei Lu Martial Lord reminded him at this time.

"Very well," Qi Yuan nodded, looking at the Wall of Dongjun and politely asked, "Excuse me, do you know of the Spirit Realm Martial Lord?"

On the Wall of Dongjun, crimson crept across.

Everyone stared at the wall intently.

A refined voice sounded, as if it were music from the heavens.

"The Spirit Realm Martial Lord is the chief among Martial Lords. Challenge all Martial Lords in the world and come out victorious, then one can be a Spirit Realm Martial Lord."

"That simple?" Qi Yuan was surprised.

He touched his nose, which had not grown longer.

This meant that what Dongjun said was true.

Qi Yuan glanced at the Martial Lords present, implying that if he defeated all these Martial Lords, he could complete his mission and become the Spirit Realm Martial Lord.

"How does one become a Ten Thousand Paths Martial God?" Qi Yuan asked again.

The Realm of Martial God lies above that of Martial Lords.

And the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God is somewhat different from a Martial God.

"Transform into Ten Thousand Paths, becoming the Way of this world, and one can be the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God.

However, once you become the Way of this world, if the world perishes, the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God will also fall from the Realm of Ten Thousand Paths Martial Gods.

A realm can only have one Ten Thousand Paths Martial God," the Wall of Dongjun spoke again.

Qi Yuan sensed the truth, his nose had indeed not grown longer.

This also meant that the Wall of Dongjun was not deceiving him.

"Does this world have a Ten Thousand Paths Martial God?" Qi Yuan asked once more.

He wanted to become the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God. If this world already had one, wouldn’t that mean he had to overcome an existing one?

"It has not," Dongjun’s voice came from the wall, refined as ever.

This was not Dongjun’s true body speaking, nor even a clone, but merely mechanical, similar to a person asking an intelligent AI, responding instinctively.

Having obtained all the answers, Qi Yuan was in a cheerful mood.

Suddenly, he thought of something and spoke softly.

"What is the greatest obstacle to my becoming the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God?"

If the Wall of Dongjun was so powerful, why not fleece it a little more, ask it some more questions?

"It is yourself. In the realm of the Ten Thousand Paths Martial God, the most difficult is to transform into Ten Thousand Paths. This requires deep understanding of the Way of this world for each path, something most Martial Lords will not achieve in their lifetimes," the voice remained just as refined.

Yet, Qi Yuan’s eyes narrowed, his demeanor still calm. "Really?"

At this moment, he felt quite intrigued.

Because he believed Dongjun’s words at first, and they also seemed incredibly reasonable.

However... his nose did grow longer.

The sensation now was quite strange.

It was like someone with a superpower who could accurately judge the truth of addition and subtraction problems within ten.

But if that power gave the verdict that "1+1=2" was wrong, it would be confounding.

Presently, Qi Yuan felt just like that.

The words of Dongjun took deep root in his heart, accepted as truth, but his nose told him they were false.

"The Wall of Dongjun will not lie. It merely provides the information it already knows to others," the voice of the Wall continued smoothly.

Qi Yuan chuckled, "My brain tells me to believe you, but my nose is frantically claiming, you’re spouting lies."

It was then that Hei Lu Martial Lord spoke up, "Dongjun would never deceive anyone. What he says must be true!"

"Indeed, it is certainly true!" a titled Martial Lord declared.

"It is true!"

The other Martial Lords chimed in one after another.

Clearly, the nearly ten thousand Martial Lords all believed Dongjun’s words to be true.

At this point, Qi Yuan thought of something and asked softly, "Old Man Shenlei, do you think what he says is true or false?"

As soon as the question was asked, there appeared on the high tower, unbeknownst to all, the figure of Old Man Shenlei.

He was dressed in a purple robe, covered with thunder, exuding a deep and vast aura.

Seeing Shenlei, the Martial Lords fell silent for a moment, feeling an endless pressure.

Could this be... another Heavenly Venerable?

Their gaze towards Qi Yuan shifted once again.

Especially since Shenlei looked at Qi Yuan with a respectful expression, as if he were a subordinate.

"What he said... is true," Old Man Shenlei answered, his voice booming like thunder.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan’s expression remained calm.

Old Man Shenlei was not like these Martial Lords, nor was he a fervent disciple of Dongjun.

Dongjun’s words, he too would believe without hesitation.

Of course, Qi Yuan himself also believed; it was just his nose that did not.

"Dongjun, from whence do you hail, and what kind of race is the Holy Light Clan?" Qi Yuan asked again.

But then, the Wall of Dongjun fell silent for a while.

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