The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 934 - 410: Even the Old Lady Sleeps must have great ambition

Chapter 934: Chapter 410: Even the Old Lady Sleeps must have great ambition

Qi Yuan bowed his head in contemplation.

Jiang Lingsu listened intently, her mind busy calculating how to cultivate and improve her cultivation level.

"Could it be that I am the long-lost ancestor of the Black Demon Abyss?"

Qi Yuan couldn’t help but speculate.

"The descendants are unfilial, ah, to actually have their ancestor work for them!"

Thinking this, Qi Yuan felt somewhat indignant in his heart.

"Let’s go, we’ll go see the manager," Qi Yuan said softly.

In this stronghold of the Mo Luo Holy Tower in the Black Demon Abyss, there are five Venerable managers and numerous ordinary managers.

Each Venerable manager is a cultivator of mythical level.

Ordinary managers start at the title of Venerable.

Technicians like Qi Yuan, who are Guest Elders, also number in the hundreds. The common warriors, the so-called ordinary attackers, are even more numerous.

One could say there are many strong individuals.

But taken together, the beings of a Mo Luo Holy Tower outnumber those in the Canglan Realm, which is only to be expected.

Stepping out from the cave dwelling and looking around, there were all kinds of pitch-black buildings everywhere.

The bridge was black, the trees were black, the stones were black, and even the water flowing under the bridge was as black as ink, resembling ink itself.

This is because the beings of the Black Demon Abyss like the color black.

"Good thing the air isn’t black," Qi Yuan sighed and stepped onto the bridge, heading towards the depths of the Black Demon Abyss.

On this bridge, there were many Guest Elders, with even more warriors of Purple Mansion level. Guest Elders of Qi Yuan’s sort were relatively rare.

All of those warriors bowed their heads in salute when they encountered Qi Yuan.

In the Black Demon Abyss, status was clear, and strength represented everything.

At this moment, Qi Yuan leaned on the bridge’s railing, admiring the scenery of the stronghold.

Jiang Lingsu couldn’t stray too far from Qi Yuan, so she simply clung to his arm, exceedingly intimate.

"The Higher Realm really is different; this bridge is quite interesting," she said.

This bridge is actually a magical item.

To enter deeper into the stronghold, one must pass over this bridge.

But the time it takes to cross this bridge doesn’t depend on your flying speed, but on your identity token.

For ordinary warriors, even if they cross the bridge at their fastest speed, it takes as long as it would for a common mortal to walk across, which is over a hundred breaths.

For Guest Elders, the time required varies with their rank.

With Qi Yuan’s Guest Elder token, it would normally take him thirty breaths to reach the other side.

"I’ve never seen such a magical item before. Does that mean... if I set it to ten million years and stand at the other end of the bridge, the enemy can’t come over?" Jiang Lingsu idly mused.

"What if the enemy doesn’t take the bridge?" Qi Yuan smiled.

This bridge is merely somewhat interesting.

It does have a use for lower-ranking cultivators, acting like a rule, but there are many ways for a Great Cultivator of the Divine Realm to cross if they really want to.

Even Qi Yuan, a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator, could do so.

Of course, he currently has the persona of an elder from Mount Futu and needs to maintain that character.

Qi Yuan was impersonating someone else for the first time and wasn’t very skilled at it.

After thirty breaths had passed, Qi Yuan arrived at the depths of the Black Demon Abyss stronghold.

A huge, pitch-black stone presented itself before him.

He took out his identity token.

The pitch-black stone opened its pitch-black mouth, revealing a glint of chilly light within, which was quite eerie.

Qi Yuan strode confidently and entered the building with Jiang Lingsu.

In his field of vision, a dwarfish old man was looking down, holding something similar to a Rubik’s cube, engrossed in playing with it.

When he noticed Qi Yuan coming in, the dwarfish old man lifted his head and shot a sided glance.

"What is it?"

They say you can’t judge a book by its cover, but this dwarfish old man wasn’t human, so Qi Yuan judged him by appearance anyway.

The old man looked as though he had a quirky temperament as if his cultivation had driven him mad.

"Executor Ke, I would like to inquire about how many meritorious deeds are required to exchange for the Sky-Reaching Jade," Qi Yuan said. He was anxious to ascend to the Sixfold Heavens and meet Jin Li in the Demon Abyss.

It was already the month of May.

"Sky-Reaching Jade?" The dwarfish old man glanced at Qi Yuan, "That’s not easy to come by; it requires ten thousand meritorious deeds and you still might not be able to exchange for it."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan’s eyes widened: "Doesn’t that mean I would have to work for ten thousand years?"

Gathering a stream of Miro Light can earn one meritorious deed.

The average time it takes for a Yin God to gather a stream of Miro Light is one year.

Hence, Qi Yuan would need to work for ten thousand years to accumulate enough meritorious deeds.

Calculating with a monthly salary of five thousand, after working ten thousand years without eating or drinking, he could earn 600 million yuan.

Well, that would make quite an asset on Blue Star, enough to buy a small mansion in a big city.

"Although your identity information has not yet been inputted, with the Ink Jade Token, your status as a Guest Elder is confirmed. Would you like to take on the task of gathering Miro Light? Gather the merits early and head to the Sixfold Heavens," the dwarfish old man said indifferently.

Normally, for Guest Elders like Qi Yuan, even after joining the Black Demon Abyss stronghold, recording of identity information takes months or even a year and a half.

The cultivator in charge might be in seclusion or busy with other things.

Such situations are normal in the Higher Realm.

"Alright," Qi Yuan thought briefly and accepted the task of gathering Miro Light.

After all, such tasks are handed over once a century.

A hundred years from now, even he had no idea where he would be, so why bother with the task.

Now, he would go out to gather Miro Light, disguised in the skin of the Black Demon Abyss, and fish on the side.

Leaving the Black Demon Abyss stronghold, Qi Yuan stretched and yawned: "I suddenly feel like being in the Higher Realm gives a sense of cultivating... when I was in the Lower Realm... it felt more like playing," he reflected.

This was Qi Yuan’s genuine thought.

His path of immortal cultivation consisted of playing games every day, meeting his first love, or wiping out enemies.