Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 41: Let's Get Divorced!

When Qi Yuan logged back into the game, he really wanted to make a video.

"Family, what should I do? My family arranged a ghost marriage for me!"

Then, he added a watermelon head special effect.

If it were on a certain platform, the comments might be encouraging.

If it were on a certain forum, the comments might be congratulatory.

Of course, these are just stereotypes.

These answers cannot solve Qi Yuan's current problem.

He looked at his new bride.

He really wanted to see her face, her eyebrows and eyes, her arms and legs.

Is it too much to ask to see his new bride?

However, this new bride... has no face.

Not only does she have no face, she also has no hands or legs.

No... jade feet.

"Ah, I just took a nap, how did I end up marrying an NPC?"

The place where Qi Yuan is located is a place similar to a bridal chamber.

There are paper flowers on the windows, with the character for "happiness" written on them.

But as soon as he entered the game, he and his new bride lay flat.

His new bride is a big red wedding dress, in a traditional Chinese style, like the ones in horror movies.

If you look closely, you can actually imagine a beautiful and graceful bride with delicate features.

He looked at the strange clothes in front of him, or rather, the wedding dress monster.

He sighed helplessly, "I really want to kill you with a sword and treat you as an experience boost."

Seemingly understanding Qi Yuan's words, the big red wedding dress shrank back.

However, Qi Yuan ultimately did not kill this NPC.

At that time, when he was fighting against the ugly clothes monster, the blood-red gas of the ugly clothes monster entered Qi Yuan's body.

That gas was extremely troublesome for him, constantly weakening his attributes, and even trying to slowly control Qi Yuan's body.

But this red gas was dispelled by this wedding dress monster, Qi Yuan's new bride.

Others helped you?

How can you turn her into an experience boost?

And this wedding dress monster seems to have some intelligence.

Different from the clothes monsters that would attack Qi Yuan as soon as they saw him.

He looked at the wedding dress monster sitting on the board, just one step away from him, and slowly said, "Who are you, what's your name?"

The wedding dress monster didn't answer, motionless.

"No name?"

"Don't remember?"

"Then let's call you... Xiao Hong?"

"Little monster?"

"Little bride?"

In the end, Qi Yuan gave the wedding dress monster a name.

The name of the wedding dress monster was temporarily set as Xiao Jia.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jia has no face or skin, no legs or hands... if sleeves and trouser legs count as hands and legs, then she has them.

"Ah, I picked up an old wife for nothing." Qi Yuan didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

He still couldn't communicate normally with this wife.

"Why did you marry me?" Qi Yuan continued to try to communicate with Xiao Jia, even though she seemed incapable of communication.

This time, to Qi Yuan's surprise, Xiao Jia didn't react.

From her red sleeve, she threw out a wooden sign.

The material of the wooden sign is very ancient, with two characters written on it.

"Husband?"

Yes, the characters "husband" were written on it.

"Do you want me to be your husband? So you took advantage of me being offline and married me?" Qi Yuan was speechless.

He encountered an existence even more absurd than himself.

And it's still an NPC.

"No, we didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, so it doesn't count!" Qi Yuan continued.

He didn't want to marry a piece of clothing.

Although they say brothers are like limbs and women are like clothes, you can't actually be a real piece of clothing, right?

Otherwise, how can you coordinate married life?

Xiao Jia tightly grasped Qi Yuan's arm, refusing to let go.

She couldn't speak, but her actions spoke for her.

Qi Yuan helplessly said, "Since we can communicate with wooden plaques, at least bring more plaques and introduce yourself more."

As he looked, there wasn't much information presented by Xiao Jia.

[Xiao Jia, you are the bride carried in a sedan chair.]

Xiao Jia's hand trembled, and eight wooden plaques fell out of her sleeve.

"Where did these come from?" Qi Yuan stared at Xiao Jia's sleeve. "Can I reach in and look for myself?"

Xiao Jia didn't back away, which meant she didn't refuse.

Qi Yuan reached into Xiao Jia's sleeve, searching through her chest, appendix, and liver, but found nothing.

Meanwhile, Xiao Jia seemed to have a significant reaction and fell to the ground.

Qi Yuan finally stopped searching and helped Xiao Jia up, looking at the eight wooden plaques.

One had a picture of a man with the word "husband" written on it.

One had a picture of a wedding dress with the word "wife" written on it.

One had a smiling face.

One had a crying face.

One had a sticking out tongue.

One had a hand holding a sleeve.

One had a sleeping figure.

One had a lying down figure.

"Did you sell emoticons in your past life?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but comment.

He saw that Xiao Jia could express her thoughts using the wooden plaques.

He immediately conducted a test.

For example, he made some wooden plaques for Xiao Jia to express her thoughts.

To Qi Yuan's disappointment, it didn't work.

Xiao Jia could only take out those eight wooden plaques.

It seemed that in her world, she could only express herself with those eight wooden plaques.

"Ah, let's get a divorce." Qi Yuan said, "Our relationship has broken down, let's apply for a divorce."

Xiao Jia tightly grasped Qi Yuan's arm, and one wooden plaque slipped out, showing the picture of a hand holding a sleeve.

"Can you help me?" For some reason, Qi Yuan seemed to understand the meaning represented by the picture. It meant both asking him not to leave and that she could help him.

Qi Yuan became interested and looked at Xiao Jia.

At that moment, Xiao Jia's entire cold body pressed against Qi Yuan.

A special change occurred at that moment.

In the bridal chamber, the blood-red wedding dress turned into red dots, falling on Qi Yuan's body like red fireflies.

In less than a thousandth of a second, the red fireflies turned into a red armor, covering Qi Yuan's body, leaving only his eyes exposed.

From a distance, the armor appeared blood-red, like flowing blood. But it was this fluid-like armor that gave Qi Yuan a strong sense of security.

Exquisite and beautiful, mysterious and powerful.

Qi Yuan wore the blood armor and held a great sword, his height reaching ten meters.

Now, he resembled a terrifying demon walking in hell.

Qi Yuan felt that there was a wedding dress tattoo on his chest.

The tattoo was exactly the same as Xiao Jia's.

He could feel that the pattern of the wedding dress was Xiao Jia's true form.

The blood armor was the defense given to him by Xiao Jia, not Xiao Jia's true form.

Qi Yuan looked at himself in a daze, "Level 93?"

Wearing Xiao Jia, or rather, integrating with Xiao Jia's body, he had unexpectedly gained 5 levels, reaching level 93.

However, he vaguely felt that this was temporary.

This made him somewhat excited.

That was 5 levels!

A 5-level increase greatly enhanced Qi Yuan's abilities, and he no longer needed to struggle when fighting monsters.

If he encountered the level 95 Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor again, he wouldn't need to run away directly. He might even have the power to fight, and if it was a one-on-one battle, Qi Yuan had a certain confidence in winning.

Of course, this one-on-one battle referred to him facing the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor alone with Xiao Jia.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to Qi Yuan.

He activated two skills at the same time.

One was a major skill, and the other was a minor skill.

Every 30 levels, Qi Yuan could obtain a major skill that could be used in the mortal world.

Every 10 levels, he would obtain a minor skill.

By integrating with Xiao Jia's body, Qi Yuan broke through level 90 and gained two skills.

The major skill was "Comrades in Arms," and the minor skill was "Torn Clothes."

(End of this chapter)