The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 864 - 400: The Warm-hearted Dongjun, The "Furious" Qi Yuan_2

Chapter 864: Chapter 400: The Warm-hearted Dongjun, The "Furious" Qi Yuan_2

"Oh, why didn’t you wait for your husband to come out before acting?" Ningtuo’s eyes held a murderous intent.

The Hei Lu Martial Lord hurriedly said, "This concerns the life and death of the world, we could only resort to this strategy!"

The other Martial Lords also spoke righteously, "Although our actions go against the heavens, for the sake of the world’s continuity, we are willing to be the villains!"

"Right, once Qi Yuan Heavenly Venerable emerges, seeing us saving the world, he will forgive us!"

The Martial Lords poured out their words, their expressions excited, their speeches passionate, ready to die for the world at any moment.

Ningtuo stood above the Black Sea, the waters of the Black Sea flowing beneath her feet, the power of time swirling around her; her form seemed not quite real, as if she wasn’t present in that time and space.

She laughed, her smile bright and beautiful.

"What does the world matter to me, only my husband is the one I care for."

Having become one of the North Demons’ Thirteen Monsters, she loathed the company of others, having experienced the maliciousness of human hearts.

As for the world, as for others, to her, they were no different from the stones and grass by the roadside.

The world loathed her, the world despised her, how could she repay malice with grace?

Only her husband was the person she cared for the most.

She looked at the group of ’righteous’ Martial Lords, her expression as frosty as ice.

"I am not my husband, I don’t reason as he does."

"Since saving the world is of utmost importance in your hearts,

then... for the sake of the world, embrace death!"

Ningtuo did not waste further words.

Or rather, she couldn’t be bothered to deal with these people’s ’great reasonings’.

Her husband was the one she cared about the most.

So what if I’m a lovefool...

"Kill!"

She thrust out her palm, with no fancy tricks.

Though she had just stepped into the realm of the Sun God and was still not fully accustomed to her power,

the might of her palm was beyond what those Martial Lords could match.

In an instant, the Black Sea capsized, the endless power of time washed away ceaselessly.

"No!"

"It can’t end like this!"

"Oh world!"

Nearly ten thousand Martial Lords screamed in agony.

The sea water splashed over their bodies, time flowing quickly over their forms,

aging them, withering them, or making them smaller, weaker.

Their fierce words finally softened.

"Don’t you all just love women with love on their brains?

I am that woman!"

Ningtuo didn’t even glance at these people as she pushed out another palm.

In a moment, nearly ten thousand Martial Lords were annihilated.

The gap between a Sun God and a Yin God was too vast.

Not to mention, the Divine Realm Ningtuo controlled was the power of space and time.

"Hehe, I didn’t expect that I could be this strong!" Goldfinch flew to Ningtuo’s side, looking at Ningtuo’s beautiful face with pride, "It’s no wonder Qi Yuan likes me so much!"

Ningtuo looked at her past self, feeling somewhat helpless: "Could you not be so narcissistic? And... I’m still not strong enough."

"Not strong enough?"

"I can’t even keep my husband imprisoned by my side forever."

"... Hey, don’t be too yandere!"

"Don’t you wish for me to imprison my husband, so that the three of us can live together?" Ningtuo’s voice was seductive.

"This..." Goldfinch’s pale fingers touched her lips, stars twinkling in her eyes, "sounds very exciting."

...

"Immortal winds brush the clouds, moistening the cave abode; divine light reflects the moon, illuminating the jade tower."

At the site of the great calamity transformation, Qi Yuan looked at the words engraved on the stone wall in front of him, a smile appearing in his eyes.

"This place is fated for me!"

"Godfather, what does this have to do with you?" Qi Qi asked from the side, puzzled.

Old Man Shenlei stroked his beard: "Whatever he takes a fancy to is fated for him, very simple."

"Hey, how can you slander me out of nowhere, I’m not Kong Yiji, I’m good at writing ’huí’ in three hundred and twenty-seven different ways."

Qi Yuan was anxious, he pointed at the stone wall in front: "Do you see, it has ’Divine Light’ written there, I was born from the Divine Light Sect, and soon I will be the first Purple Mansion Cultivator in its history.

Is it not very normal for this place to be fated for me?"

Old Man Shenlei was speechless.

Qi Qi tilted her head: "Godfather makes a lot of sense."

Just then, a gentle and scholarly voice arose.

"You...have finally come."

The voice was like the sound of nature, falling into the ears of the crowd like jade stones knocking on a tray.

Everyone felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, ripples arising in their hearts.

All of them looked up, only to see a man in tattered white robes approaching gracefully from amidst the countless colors.

Though he was covered in wounds, his eyes shone bright as sunshine.

His gaze towards Qi Yuan held endless affection: "Aqiao, you’ve finally come to see me, do you still remember me? I am your husband, Sheng Kongming."

With his words, boundless memories flooded into Qi Yuan’s mind.

The understanding of the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Gods became intense in that moment.

Qi Yuan seemed to see himself becoming the woman in the mural, walking hand in hand with Sheng Kongming beneath the stars.

And at that time, the Divine Child Sun Gods behind Qi Yuan all looked at him with peculiar expressions, as if they had discovered a grand affair.

"Is he and Sheng Kongming a couple?"

"They’re actually together!"

"So it’s true, the one Sheng Kongming has been waiting for is him!"

"How touching!"

"To save his beloved, he went alone to a foreign land, suppressed his enemies for a million years, unwilling to leave, only wishing to wait in the mortal world for your return!"

"To guard one realm, what a moving sentiment."

Qi Qi’s eyes sparkled even more, clenching her fists, almost moved to tears.

Witnessing this scene, Sheng Kongming’s expression remained unchanged.

The Holy Light Clan are few in number, and sightings are rare.

But to the Holy Light Clan, numbers are the least concern.

The presence of thousands of Sun Gods would strike fear and trepidation even in those from the Realm of Ultimate Reasoning.

But... he belongs to the Holy Light Clan.