The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 883 - 388: Do I... Resemble a Supreme Treasure?_2

Chapter 883: Chapter 388: Do I... Resemble a Supreme Treasure?_2

"I usually only like to use my own brushes to paint; the brushes of this world, including yours, are too com..."

However, halfway through her sentence, her body stiffened.

Two laser-like beams flashed in her eyes, piercing through the paper covering her face.

She stared blankly at the Mountain and River World Brush Qi Yuan was holding, her breath quickening.

"This brush... this brush... How could there exist such a brush in this world?

What kind of brush is it, a magical treasure? No! A supreme treasure? Also not right!"

The moment the Mountain and River World Brush appeared, it completely captivated her attention, and she saw nothing but the brush in her eyes.

She could not imagine why such a brush would exist in this world.

As Qi Yuan held the Mountain and River World Brush, he asked, "My brush is too com...what?"

The Strange Painter paused, her face growing warm, wishing she could take back her words: "Too com...commendable?"

After a long thought, she came up with a word related to ’com’ that could be considered praise.

Commendable?

"Praising the brush in such a manner is a bit impolite," Qi Yuan said with a smile, not minding.

The Strange Painter’s gaze stayed fixed on the brush, her eyes shifting continuously: "What on earth is this? Could it be the unparalleled supreme treasure? No, that’s just a legend. Even Sun Gods are rare to come by, so how could it appear here?"

The Strange Painter was deeply unsettled.

Her own paintbrushes seemed pitiful in comparison to the Mountain and River World Brush.

"Unparalleled supreme treasure?" Qi Yuan was taken aback, "I don’t know about that, but this brush is quite powerful."

Dongjun once used this very brush to transform the void into reality, creating the Mountain and Sea Scrolls.

According to the description, it indeed qualifies as an unparalleled supreme treasure.

But Qi Yuan was not clear about exactly what level of treasure the one in Taihuang Palace and the imprint behind it were.

"The brush is ready, now it’s your turn to tell me about the Netherworld," Qi Yuan said, waving his hand and seven PPTs appeared.

He thought of something, and the expression on his face suddenly turned solemn.

"Emperor Heaven and Earth, Kṣitigarbha, the ten Kings of Hell, the five Ghost Emperors of the cardinal directions, appear before me swiftly!" Qi Yuan called out, his voice commanding like the decree of a heavenly emperor.

How could one explain PPT without a presenter?

Qi Yuan had long discussed the structure of the Netherworld with these deities in charge of the Netherworld departments and had developed a very comprehensive plan.

With the sound of Qi Yuan’s voice, all of a sudden, the entire painting studio seemed to fill with a chilling wind.

Then appeared male and female figures, esoteric and imposing in their presence.

Each of them bore an aura that was vast and unfathomable, mysterious and unpredictable.

The Strange Painter’s expression changed slightly.

After all, the strongest being she had ever seen was Yu Nv.

Keep in mind, Yu Nv is a mythological powerhouse reflected across the heavens.

Yet each of these dozen or so individuals had an aura more mysterious and profound than that of Yu Nv, deep and oceanic.

To believe they were Sun Gods would not have surprised her.

And then, to her shock, something even more astonishing happened.

These dozen mysterious powerhouses all bowed their heads to the Blood Sword God.

"Greetings, my lord!"

The Strange Painter was shaken; these individuals were actually addressing the Blood Sword God as ’my lord’.

Could it be... could it be that the Blood Sword God truly... was an unparalleled supreme treasure?

Meanwhile, Qi Qi’s gaze fell on Jiang Lingsu, a joyful smile emerging in her eyes: "Godfather, this must be godmother, right? Truly a beauty by birth, a perfect match for you, Godfather!"

Qi Qi’s envisioned figure was that of one of the Six Imperials, Hou Tu.

She was also the chief director of this Netherworld establishment.

Jiang Lingsu’s face turned bright red, looking at Qi Qi with a somewhat flustered expression.

"Cough cough... Don’t speak nonsense, she’s my junior sister," Qi Yuan coughed.

Qi Qi’s eyes twinkled with mirth: "Such a national beauty as a junior sister, if married off to someone else, would indeed be a waste."

"Hey, Qi Qi, don’t arbitrarily define a woman; why must a girl necessarily marry?" Qi Yuan said, "I’m giving you a task; introduce her to the Netherworld, and then, when I’ve found what I’m looking for, help her paint the Netherworld for me!"

"Don’t worry, Godfather, Qi Qi will complete this task well!" Qi Qi said.

Qi Yuan’s gaze fell on the Strange Painter: "Help me paint the Netherworld, I’ll give you one square meter.

And, if it’s not too much trouble, sort out all the information about Yu Nv, the great disaster you mentioned, the unparalleled supreme treasure, and everything about Taihuang Palace that I need to know.

"The great plan ’Qi Yuan Excludes Great Disaster’ needs to be more perfect and flawless.

Alas, this is definitely the greatest plan in the history of the Canglan Realm, worthy of being recorded in history for future generations to adapt!

I hope the actor who plays me is a bit more handsome; otherwise, he won’t capture my essence."

The Strange Painter was somewhat bewildered.

She could understand Qi Yuan’s earlier words.

But the latter part made no sense to her.

Nevertheless, she nodded earnestly: "Okay, I’ll sort it out for you immediately."

Her manner of addressing Qi Yuan had all become titles of respect.

Originally, she only saw a lone, brave figure determined to defy the inevitable by claiming they would eradicate the great disaster, fully aware of the impossibility of the task.

Now, having seen the Mountain and River World Brush and then witnessing the appearance of those dozen or so mysterious strong entities by Qi Yuan’s side.

For some reason, her once silent heart actually gave rise to a sliver of hope.

Could it be that he really could?

Her heart quivered with alarm, then she promptly snuffed out that worry.

She had already decided, to immediately write to the hidden organization where Wine Master was, telling them not to trouble the Blood Sword God.

Otherwise... it would be sending them to their death!

...

The rain was drizzling down as Qi Yuan sat in the pavilion, his gaze calm.

He observed the cultivators of the world every day, not just limited to Helan Continent.

Regrettably, the results were few.

He didn’t gain much information about the marks either.

The Strange Painter had provided very little as well.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached.

"Qi Daoist friend, long time no see, I heard you’ve had a breakthrough to the Purple Mansion, congratulations are indeed in order!"

Qi Yuan looked over, showing a pleased expression on his calm face.

"True Monarch Dazhi, my good friend, you have finally arrived!"

Qi Yuan felt a lot more settled seeing the approaching True Monarch Dazhi.

Every time he faced a difficult question, True Monarch Dazhi could always offer some insights with his clever mind.

"Upon receiving your message, I rushed over without stopping," True Monarch Dazhi said. "I’m exhausted and a bit hungry, let me have a bite first."

As he spoke, he lifted the bone hanging around his neck to his mouth and chewed it over, licking it a few times.

Qi Yuan was taken aback: "What treasure is this?"

Seeing Qi Yuan’s reaction, True Monarch Dazhi became a bit flustered and pulled the bone back: "Cough cough, remember the last time we met, someone tried to calculate against you with a diseased bird, wanting you to fall ill.

At that time, the bird got burnt, and being a person of taste, I didn’t eat it.

You ate the meat and were going to give me the bird’s bones..."

"I remember, since the bird was diseased, I threw the bones away," Qi Yuan distinctly recalled.

Back at the Mountain of Fate, a cultivator had tried to plot against him with a sick bird, and later, he had killed the person who calculated against him, even destroying the Mountain of Fate with a curse.

"Cough cough, didn’t it seem like you didn’t catch the disease, which would mean the bird wasn’t poisonous?

I found the bones weren’t burnt, so I picked them up to have a taste.

It’s just that this bone is too hard to bite into," True Monarch Dazhi explained.

"So that’s how it is," Qi Yuan nodded.

At that moment, True Monarch Dazhi said: "Regarding the marks you’ve mentioned, I have some thoughts."

"Oh?" Qi Yuan’s eyes brightened.

True Monarch Dazhi certainly lived up to his name, bringing some insights upon arrival.

"Do you remember the book I saw in my dream?" True Monarch Dazhi said.

"Could it be that you’ve found a method to remove the marks in that book?" Qi Yuan’s eyes sparked with interest.

Qi Yuan’s understanding of the Sun God Realm had come from that very book in True Monarch Dazhi’s dream.

True Monarch Dazhi said: "Sort of, but not exactly."

"True Monarch Dazhi, stop playing the enigmatic sage, don’t I know your capabilities?" Qi Yuan said.

"Where did that sick bird come from originally?" True Monarch Dazhi said.

"This door!" Qi Yuan’s hand waved, and a small wooden door appeared.

This wooden door was from those who had tried to plot against him.

Its appearance was related to the Door of All Differences Qi Yuan saw in the Flowing Wind Realm.

"Yes, this door, it highly resembles the legendary Gate of Ultimate Reasoning!

The Gate of Ultimate Reasoning is a supreme treasure, the foremost of strange treasures!

Legend has it that when strong entities from the Immortal World break through to the Realm of Ultimate Reasoning, the ultimate reasoning they comprehend would leave marks on the Gate of Ultimate Reasoning.

This door, protected by the rules of ultimate reasoning, could certainly block all marks of the world, cause and effect!"

Qi Yuan was startled for a moment.

That’s because he remembered that while in the Flowing Wind Realm, when he had comprehended the Origin Divine Power, the Great Oblivion Heart Sutra, he too had left his mark on the Door of All Differences.

Am I the ultimate reasoning?

How come I wasn’t aware?

At this moment, Qi Yuan looked at True Monarch Dazhi with suspicion: "You know so much, if reality were a game, you would definitely have a good relationship with the designers."

Qi Yuan increasingly felt that True Monarch Dazhi was shrouded in mystery, cloaked in fog.

Perhaps, this fog had a name: the Aura of Wisdom.