The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 87 - 74: Sleepless due to Obsession (seeking subscription) _3

Chapter 87: Chapter 74: Sleepless due to Obsession (seeking subscription) _3

The green-haired man hurried over.

"Any news?" Qi Yuan’s voice was somewhat urgent.

"No," said the green-haired man, "We’ve informed the other branches of the Moon Emperor clan about the person you’re searching for. If there’s any news, we’ll notify you immediately!"

"Thank you." Qi Yuan was a bit disappointed.

He was somewhat dissatisfied.

Why, after leaving Heaven’s End, did his game interface vanish?

Consequently, he couldn’t contact Jin Li.

Now, Jin Li could not reach him, and could not see him, she might be worried.

Or, does she feel that he’s broken his promise?

Qi Yuan especially disliked being late.

Unless it was under special circumstances.

He sat by the lake; the green-haired man stood for a while before leaving.

As the sun slowly rose, the lakeside became lively.

Several young girls, baskets in hand, came to the lake to do laundry.

When they saw Qi Yuan, they all stole furtive glances, some shy, some timid.

Meanwhile, by the lakeside, a group of children played around with great excitement.

Qi Yuan remained seated there, as still as a tree stump.

Not far away, a little boy continued to surreptitiously look at Qi Yuan, his face bearing a hesitant expression.

Finally, he plucked up the courage to approach and bravely asked, "Faceless man, can I call you that?"

"You can," Qi Yuan replied, holding his sword, without looking back.

The little boy patted his chest as if to relieve some of his own nervousness, "You’re so still; I thought you were dead."

Qi Yuan remained silent.

The little boy went on, "What are you doing here?"

The boy seemed curious about everything.

He was also quite bold.

"I am waiting for someone," Qi Yuan spoke.

Hearing this, the little boy grew somber, "When I was little, I used to wait here every day for my dad to come home. Sometimes, I would play with a stick, drawing on the ground. Sometimes, late into the evening, I would chase fireflies..."

"When you were little?" Qi Yuan’s attention was unusually focused.

"I’m eight years old now."

"You remember those things even though you were so young."

"It was only two or three years ago, I still remember what my dad looked like.

I even carved his likeness so I would remember him all my life," the little boy cheerfully pulled out a wood carving featuring a man, "My father was a sculptor; I will definitely become a great sculptor too!"

The little boy’s eyes were brimming with hope.

Just then, a grubby child ran over, "Aqiao, do you want some sugar-coated haws?"

The dirt-streaked hand opened to reveal three dull sugar-coated hawthorns.

"Xiao Ping, where did you get these?" Aqiao took one of the hawthorns.

"I picked them up." The scruffy boy noticed Qi Yuan, "Mister, do you want one?

He stretched out his hand, looking curiously at Qi Yuan.

Seeing this, Aqiao couldn’t help but laugh, "He’s an adult, he won’t eat your haws, especially since they’re so filthy!"

Just then, a call echoed out, "Aqiao, Xiao Ping, come back, it’s time for dinner!"

"Mister, we have to go!"

Seeing this, the two boys hastily ran off.

Once again, the lakeside fell into silence, with only Qi Yuan sitting still in place.

The next day, that boy named Aqiao came over to chat with Qi Yuan for a bit before running off again.

Aqiao said that someday, he would carve a sculpture for Qi Yuan using the finest materials.

Because Qi Yuan had taught him some carving tricks.

On the third day, Qi Yuan realized that the area around Seventh Moon Lake was much quieter; the women from the Moon Emperor Clan were not there to wash clothes, and the children were not there to play.

The green-haired man came to see Qi Yuan, saying that the Hundred Cities Alliance might be planning an attack soon. They were still searching for Jin Li.

During the night, Qi Yuan sat by the lake alone.

Suddenly, he stood up, "I can’t keep waiting like this."

He decided to circle the ancient Qichun Tree, maybe he would find something?

However, he understood that the chances were slim.

Because it would require time, space, and the individual’s synchronization.

If any of these factors were missing, he might not see them.

He got up and flew toward the Qichun Tree.

The thick trunk, just like a mountain peak.

After flying more than halfway, Qi Yuan stopped.

He witnessed a horrifying sight.

In front of him, the massive Qichun Tree, with its towering trunk and hanging branches, resembled fishing lines descending from the sky.

And yet...upon those branches hung countless human corpses.

A hundred? A thousand? Ten thousand?

Hundreds of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?

So many that it was impossible to count.

Underneath the Qichun Tree’s green branches were countless corpses.

White bones caught in raggedy garments; dried corpses spread the foul stench of rot; fresh bodies, eyes still brimming with peaceful smiles...

Qi Yuan was speechless.

This was the first time in his life he had seen so many bodies.

He flew forward, not sure for how long.

When he lifted his head, he could see the numerous feet, countless skeletal remains.

How many people was this?

What did these people do wrong?

They were hung here.

Qi Yuan was sullen as he circled the trunk of the Qichun Tree on his continuous flight, his imposing Qi probing into the surroundings.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t sense the presence of a woman like Jin Li.

All he saw were the countless bodies hanging from the Qichun Tree.

This was Hell on Earth!

The world wasn’t as beautiful as Jin Li had described!

"Why can’t I find her!"

Qi Yuan was frustrated.

He was about to circle the Qichun Tree, but he hadn’t found her yet.

He was fearful – fearful he would never see Jin Li again.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan stopped in his tracks again.

His pupils contracted as he saw two familiar corpses.

One was that of a woman he met outside Kunwu City, holding a baby in her arms.

She was hanging from the Qichun Tree, her expression from when Qi Yuan first saw her, so lifeless and numb.

The other was the infant whom the woman had desperately clung to.

A person he had only recently met was already hanging among the countless bodies from the Qichun tree.

For some reason, Qi Yuan was filled with an inexplicable rage.

He unsheathed his sword, wanting to hack the Qichun Tree in half.

Just as he was about to do so, an enchanting female voice called out, "Qi Yuan ..."

Qi Yuan spun around sharply. Under the soft moonlight stood a young lady with a composed stance.

A hint of disappointment flashed through Qi Yuan’s eyes: "Who are you?"

Though he had never met Jin Li, he knew at once this woman wasn’t Jin Li.

"One of the Twelve Priests of the Moon Emperor Clan, Qiyue."

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