The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 910 - 400: Does Gossip Lead to Legislation? The Beginning

Chapter 910: Chapter 400: Does Gossip Lead to Legislation? The Beginning

Qi Yuan finished speaking and waited earnestly.

This talent, if spoken of, seemed to be able to wield some inexplicable influence.

The unknown world.

Boundless fallen trees, pythons flicking their tongues, light flickering on and off.

The piercing cold wind was like swords, drilling into the body of the old man clad in beast hides, causing him to shiver from the cold.

Suddenly, it was as if a divine melody graced his ears, and he hurriedly knelt down with devout worship, his head banging on the ground with a thud.

He babbled non-stop.

Finally, a flicker of enlightenment flashed through the mind of the old man in beast hides, as if he had discovered something.

"Poor... money..."

These two syllables escaped his lips, and then he knelt on the ground, an expression of ecstatic joy on his face.

He had a grand plan in his heart, to create an object known as money according to the mandate of the gods.

In the Netherworld, Qi Yuan was quite bored.

"Just acting as a sounding board is so uninteresting, there’s not even any feedback," he remarked lazily.

With a languid expression, he stretched his arms.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, "How about conducting an experiment?"

Having regained his vitality as the Strange Painter, he walked out from the Netherworld and returned to the Jiang Family’s base in Cloud Heaven City.

His junior sister Jiang Lingsu was currently in her room, with the lamp still burning.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and began to utilize the ability of his ears.

He listened for any strange noises nearby, wondering if any conversation might lead to something interesting occurring.

"If I could become a power like the Blood Sword God, even mother-in-law would not look down on me!"

"The sky falls and the tall stand up, why should I care if the Cultivation Technique is poisonous?"

"The steamed buns are so delicious!"

"I really want a considerate, faithful partner who won’t betray me, with whom I can share life’s woes. Oh heavens, grant me a partner!"

Qi Yuan’s ears caught these murmurs.

Immediately, his gaze pinpointed the Cultivator wishing for a partner.

He was a Recluse Cultivator, and the dust on his cyan robe seemed almost crusty, suggesting he hadn’t moved for many years, simply immersed in his wild thoughts.

"I’ll give you some good luck, so may you embrace a partner soon," Qi Yuan thought and said to the Recluse Cultivator.

At present, Qi Yuan had reached the Purple Mansion Realm, supplemented by the power of the Sun God Heavenly Venerable.

Though he couldn’t achieve the real power of words turning into reality, slightly altering someone’s qi and movement was still a breeze for him.

Since he had heard him, it must be fate, so he freely bestowed some good fortune.

As his voice sounded, the Recluse Cultivator within his cave dwelling suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a look of shock and fear, "Who? Which senior is passing by and jesting with me?"

He was utterly astonished.

If one accidentally spoke or sent a message and a senior intercepted it, that was acceptable.

But he was only pondering in his heart, conjuring thoughts without uttering a word, and yet... someone heard it?

His mind tensed, vigilant of his surroundings, but he found nothing.

"Could it be... that voice just now was an illusion?"

The Recluse Cultivator was somewhat convinced yet doubtful.

Just then, suddenly, ripples formed in the space and a silhouette appeared from the void, landing on his meditation mat.

The Recluse Cultivator was taken aback as he looked at the strangely shaped object.

"A cup?"

Seeing the instructions on it, his face turned completely red.

"Is this a partner?"

He held the cup in his hand, with a very complex expression.

There was fear, resignation, and confusion.

The resignation was because his seemingly casual wish had been heard by some being and gotten a response, only the outcome of the response was a bit peculiar compared to his request.

"Could it be that my sleep talk was overheard by some otherworldly demon?" he wondered, as cold sweat formed on his forehead.

On the other side, Qi Yuan’s eyes also showed a touch of surprise.

The image of a Recluse Cultivator holding a certain cup was indeed odd.

"So, am I effectively the deity for Money-Scattering Boy now?"

"Who would have thought I’d bestowed upon him the most awesome partner in the entire Canglan Realm.

Awesome Cultivators use awesome partners to embark on an awesome life!"

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, contemplating himself.

After all, it was too much of a loss to always be scattering wealth without gaining anything in return.

He even thought about knocking the Recluse Cultivator unconscious and snatching the cup away.

After all, he had given, but what had the Recluse Cultivator given in return?

About one hundred breaths later, Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

"It seems... my lips are clearer, and my ears are sharper," he noticed.

In the span of one hundred breaths, he had thoroughly examined himself and had only noticed these changes for now.

Of course, there might be deeper changes, but he was still too weak to notice them at the moment.

After all, he was just a Purple Mansion newcomer in the world of Immortal Cultivation.

In the Canglan Realm, he might claim a hilltop as his throne, but in the Higher Realm, he seemed also capable of being the king of the hill.

As Qi Yuan lost himself in thought, suddenly, a voice came into his ears.

"Humph, this time I’ve sneaked over, and let’s see where you scamp can run. You dared to elope with my daughter; I’ll break your legs," the voice declared.

At this voice, Qi Yuan’s face changed subtly.

It was none other than Jiang Ruhua’s voice!

He sensed around and immediately discovered that Jiang Ruhua was on her way toward Cloud Heaven City.

"Junior sister, run for it!"

Without thinking, Qi Yuan rushed into junior sister Jiang Lingsu’s room, grabbed her wrist.

Indeed, judging by Jiang Ruhua’s appearance, equipped with various charms and Array Plates, she seemed quite confident in capturing Qi Yuan.

"Ah... hey... what are you doing, senior brother!" Jiang Lingsu’s nostrils exhaled warm air, her almond-shaped eyes wide open in anxiousness.

She was grabbed by one hand by Qi Yuan, and with her other hand, she was holding the edge of a thin, flesh-colored silk stocking, appearing to be trying them on.