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

Chapter 93: The Decision between North and South

"How is he? Is he worth cultivating?" True Monarch Ku Mu asked.

Elder Xuan Chong's eyes flashed with a complex expression. "I can't see through him."

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Ku Mu's eyes showed a touch of emotion.

When Elder Xuan Chong came to the Divine Light Sect, there was already one person he couldn't see through, and that person was Ruan Yixi, the Peak Master of Seven Colour Peak.

Now, there was another Qi Yuan?

"So, Po Lang was most likely killed by Qi Yuan?" True Monarch Ku Mu stroked his beard. "It seems that his talent has barely reached the threshold of a supreme genius. He is qualified and worth our focused cultivation!"

Elder Xuan Chong chuckled. "But what if he doesn't appreciate your cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Ku Mu was momentarily speechless. He then said, "I will provide him with the resources he needs for cultivation and help him smoothly advance to the Divine Infant stage!"

"What if that kid has been saying he's at the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building stage, but suddenly wants to achieve an Immortal Grade Gold Core? Can you provide him with the necessary resources?" Elder Xuan Chong's words left True Monarch Ku Mu speechless.

"If you want to impress that kid, you have to offer him something he needs. For example, it seems like he has always wanted to enhance his soul. Don't keep hoarding the resources you have. You have no hope of stepping into the Violet Palace in your lifetime, so you might as well give those things to him. Then, make everything clear and wish for the best."

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Ku Mu fell silent.

Those were his foundations. If he lost them, the probability of him stepping into the Violet Palace realm in his lifetime would truly approach zero.

He was contemplating, hesitating...

...

"Husband, are you afraid of me and dare not see your little wife?"

After consuming the soul-splitting pill given by Elder Xuan Chong, Qi Yuan soon heard a voice in the game.

This time, the voice he heard was even clearer, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

Upon hearing Ning Tao's voice, Qi Yuan became angry.

It was like two people arguing online.

"Just wait, if I see you, I will definitely hang you up and beat you!"

That Ning Tao, who was initially quite cute and always acted like a grandmother, seemed particularly arrogant during this period, constantly provoking Qi Yuan.

Flowing Wind Realm.

Ning Tao lay horizontally, her snow-white face hidden behind a black veil. Under her black dress, one could vaguely see her delicate and jade-like body.

Upon hearing Qi Yuan's words, she smiled coquettishly. "Husband, I can't wait for your arrival."

After waiting for a while, she didn't receive a response.

She put on a coat and walked out of the palace.

Several women dressed in uniform approached, their eyes filled with respect.

Among them, two women exuded a supreme aura as they stepped forward. "Madam Palace Master, after spending a hundred years, we have finally brought the Soul-Locking Jade."

As they spoke, they handed a piece of jade to Ning Tao.

Ning Tao accepted the Soul-Locking Jade, her smile becoming even more pronounced.

"Husband... Where will you escape to this time?"

The Soul-Locking Jade is a precious treasure of the Flowing Wind Realm.

Its unique function is to forcefully lock the soul of a powerful individual by using the traces left behind by that individual.

Ning Tao has always wanted to find the owner of that voice.

Over thousands of years, her feelings towards that voice have evolved from fear, gratitude, and a hint of dependence to becoming more complicated.

In her eyes, the owner of the voice is likely a Supreme being.

And she, Ning Tao, is also among the outstanding individuals among the Supremes.

She fears no Supreme!

"My husband, this time, I will lock you in the Demon Egg.

I will temporarily seal your memories, and when the eggshell breaks, I will come to you and tell you... I am your mother."

The owner of that voice, from the beginning, had a fatherly affection in the young Ning Tao's heart.

She insisted on going against the norm.

She wanted to imprison him by her side and nag him every day.

Who let him ignore her every time he finished speaking?

After obtaining the Soul-Locking Jade, Ning Tao began her plan.

Locking the soul of a Supreme with the Soul-Locking Jade is not such a simple matter.

After an unknown period of time, in the Flowing Wind Realm, the pitch-black peaks resembled a sharp sword, cutting across the sky.

On top of the peaks, there were palaces and figures moving about.

The whole world was pitch-black.

Suddenly, two lights appeared in the dark world.

Above the peaks, two lantern-like eyes appeared in the sky.

Through those lantern-like pupils, one could vaguely see the fierce face of the enormous creature.

And what was hidden in the darkness remained unknown.

The giant eyes scanned the world.

A majestic voice came from the sky.

"Where is the Palace Master of the Heavenly Heart Palace?"

In the Heavenly Heart Palace, Ning Tao seemed to always be wearing the same black dress, without any changes.

"I have seen the Demon Crocodile." Ning Tao appeared in the void, her dress fluttering in the wind. In the empty space, she appeared particularly slender.

"The North-South Agreement is officially being signed. Leave your name."

Upon hearing this, a hint of emotion flashed in Ning Tao's eyes.

She never expected that the North-South Agreement would finally be signed.

Since her birth, she had heard the voice of the North-South Agreement.

And now, it was finally being signed.

This world will finally determine the true winner and loser.

The victor will become the ruler of the world.

The losers will all be killed!

She extended her delicate jade hand and left her name on the North-South Agreement.

The enormous eyes of the magic crocodile in the air closed at this moment.

The world once again became dark.

Ning Tao stood in the void and suddenly remembered that voice.

She sighed inexplicably, "Husband, what camp are you really from?"

In the Flowing Wind Realm.

All forces are roughly divided into two camps.

The first camp is called the Demon Control Camp, also known as the Demons.

The second camp is called the Demon Slayer Camp, also known as the Exorcists.

These two camps are completely incompatible.

When they meet, it's a fight to the death.

"The North-South Battle, with a hundred and eighty thousand cities, I wonder how long it can last." Ning Tao, dressed in a black dress, comes from the realm of the Demons and is from the North in the North-South Battle.

"Husband, if you are an Exorcist, I will have to tie you up properly, otherwise, if you hurt me as a Demon, what will I do?"

The trend of the world is that the Demons are stronger.

The Exorcists are afraid they will completely disappear into the history.

This world will be a world where Demons and Demons coexist.

This world will also be a crazy world.

...

Seven days later.

Qi Yuan accompanied Xiaojia, lying on the board in the courtyard, basking in the sun.

Because Xiaojia liked lying on the board, Qi Yuan considerately modified the recliner into a board.

The two of them lay in the sun, feeling particularly comfortable.

Xiaojia was still as clumsy and foolish as she was in the game with Qi Yuan in the past, stumbling and bumping into things when she walked.

They didn't know how many years they had been separated, but it seemed as if they hadn't been separated at all.

Outside the wooden house, Jiang Lingsu looked confused.

Yesterday, she saw the special creature Qi Yuan brought back.

It seemed to be from a different race.

It was not surprising that there were many different races in the Ash Water World.

What surprised Jiang Lingsu was that the different races were usually proud and rarely interacted with humans.

The creature Qi Yuan brought back really looked like his wife.

Wherever Qi Yuan went, the creature named Xiaojia followed him like a little follower.

"Senior Brother, tell me, how did you deceive Xiaojia?" Jiang Lingsu couldn't help but ask her question.

"Don't you think... I'm handsome?" Qi Yuan said.

He conquered Xiaojia with his looks.

Jiang Lingsu was speechless at his words.

Senior Brother was indeed handsome, but as soon as he opened his mouth... it left people speechless.

"Senior Brother, what is her background?" Jiang Lingsu was curious.

Her Kunqian Mirror couldn't see Xiaojia's strength.

This was strange.

"She is my wife whom I married with great fanfare." Qi Yuan answered.

"If you don't want to say, then don't." Jiang Lingsu said sourly, glaring at Qi Yuan, and went back to her thatched hut.

At this moment, a white crane flew in and landed in Qi Yuan's wooden house.

Looking at the huge white crane, Xiaojia seemed very happy and got up to take a look.

"Elder Xuan Chong's efficiency is good. The Soul Separation Pills have been refined so quickly."

He took the gourd off the white crane.

Inside the gourd were full of Soul Separation Pills, a hundred of them.

And the quality of these hundred Soul Separation Pills was much better than the ones Elder Xuan Chong gave him before.

"With so many Soul Separation Pills, it should be enough to increase my soul to the strength of the mid-Foundation Building stage, right?"

This mid-Foundation Building stage was not compared to ordinary cultivators, but to Qi Yuan's own mid-Foundation Building stage.

He held the Soul Separation Pills, and the fragrance spread.

Xiaojia also took a deep breath.

"Do you want to eat candy?" Qi Yuan generously took out the Soul Separation Pills.

Xiaojia turned her head and didn't look at Qi Yuan.

"Oh, I forgot you don't have a mouth and can't eat anything."

Qi Yuan thought and poured the Soul Separation Pills into his own mouth.

...

...

"Qi Yuan..."

In the market of the Divine Light Sect, a middle-aged man with an expressionless face drank tea with his head down.

Many thoughts flashed through his eyes.

The man's name was Luo Jing, a Primal Core cultivator of the Clear Light Palace.

He secretly came to the Great Shang with Po Lang to plan the Great Shang.

At first, it was so glorious.

The beautiful princess of the Eighteenth Prince also became his plaything.

But when Po Lang entered the Heavenly Dragon Immortal Realm, he disappeared and was likely to have perished.

He couldn't go back to the Clear Light Palace now, nor could he escape.

Otherwise, the mark left by Po Lang's master on him would teach him a lesson.

"This time, Qi Yuan is the weakest in strength to enter the Heavenly Dragon Immortal Realm.

I must capture him and find out the truth about what happened in the Heavenly Dragon Immortal Realm, otherwise I won't be able to explain it!"

During this time, Luo Jing had been hiding in the market of the Divine Light Sect, quietly waiting for an opportunity.

Finally, when that figure appeared, a fierce look appeared in Luo Jing's eyes.

"If I have to blame someone, blame yourself for being the weakest!"

If it were Kang Fulu, he would have to work harder, but not with Qi Yuan!

(End of this chapter)