My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

Chapter 220: Flawless Glaze Body

Elder Fanxin let out a sigh of relief upon hearing her answer. However, he still looked at the Foodless Holy Mother and asked, “Foodless, your complexion doesn’t look too good. Do you need me to take a look?”

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan whispered in the Foodless Holy Mother’s ear, “Tell him you can eat seven fish in one sitting and that you’re in perfect health!”

Right now, Qi Yuan’s priority was to quickly feed the Foodless Holy Mother so that her health would improve. Once she was better, the Heaven Pillar would be restored, and he could resume his visualizations.

“I can eat seven fish in one sitting. I’m in excellent health. No need for concern. You all may leave now,” the woman in the red dress said in a stiff tone, clearly indicating that she was dismissing them.

Elder Fanxin found her response peculiar. For some reason, he felt that something was off about the Foodless Holy Mother today.

“The battle at the Dragon Ascension Ground is crucial. Please ensure you do not miss it; the fate of the Fanxin Realm hangs in the balance!” Elder Fanxin reiterated.

“Understood,” the Foodless Holy Mother replied before her figure vanished into the Heaven Pillar, leaving behind a group of astonished ancient gods.

“Was that really the Foodless Holy Mother?”

“Strange, it seemed like she was talking to someone.”

“You felt that too?”

The venerables and gods began to discuss among themselves.

Elder Fanxin frowned. “I had the same feeling, but… I couldn’t detect anyone.”

Elder Fanxin was a mythical figure, and in the Fanxin Realm, there was no one who could hide in front of him. His strength was evident.

Beside him, Venerable Ling Zhong seemed to have thought of something, causing him to pause.

Could it be...

He felt uneasy, as if something was amiss.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan followed the Foodless Holy Mother back to the bamboo house.

Qi Yuan sighed, “Ah, my reputation is ruined. I’ve ended up being a thief for a day. If I had stolen something more prestigious, like immortal pills, celestial garments, or divine armor, it would have been better. But what did I end up stealing? Pots and pans!”

When they had arrived in the nearby village, all the shops were closed, and no one was around. Faced with this, the Foodless Holy Mother simply took the pots and pans she needed. It was quite bold.

“They worship me, and I protect them. Consider these items tributes,” the Foodless Holy Mother didn’t bother arguing with Qi Yuan.

“Alright, that’s not important. Let’s get started on the spicy fish!” Qi Yuan was eager. Once the Foodless Holy Mother was in better health, he could resume his visualizations.

He was also curious—how could eating some food restore the Heaven Pillar? Why didn’t she eat regularly? Now, he might finally find out what was going on.

“Alright.”

“Finally, I get to be the commander in the kitchen!” Qi Yuan was excited.

Soon enough, under Qi Yuan’s direction, the Foodless Holy Mother caught seven fish. She cleaned them, removed their guts, and scaled them.

Qi Yuan sat nearby, enthusiastically giving instructions: “We probably didn’t need the knife. It’s just going to collect dust.”

“Hmm, scale them more carefully. There’s still half a scale left.”

“When it comes to cooking, presentation, aroma, and taste all matter. Your fish pieces are uneven—your knife skills need work.”

“There aren’t enough chili peppers; add some more.”

“Sigh, you’re the worst cooking student I’ve ever had.”

Qi Yuan took on the role of a strict teacher, offering relentless guidance.

The Foodless Holy Mother, under his direction, struggled to prepare a plate of spicy fish like an ordinary mortal woman.

“Not bad for a first attempt; it’s already quite good,” Qi Yuan praised, looking at the burnt fish. After all the criticism, it was time for some compliments. A combination of criticism and praise was the way to go.

“Go ahead and eat it, and see if your health improves,” Qi Yuan urged.

He was curious to see if eating food would indeed restore the Heaven Pillar, and how that worked.

The Foodless Holy Mother frowned, clearly hesitant.

“Don’t judge the dish by its looks; it actually tastes quite good,” Qi Yuan encouraged.

After all, for a cultivator, no matter how bad the fish might taste, they could still eat it. The dish had been made under his guidance, so it couldn’t be that bad.

The Foodless Holy Mother picked up a piece of fish with her long, slender fingers, holding it near her lips. Her brow furrowed deeply, and her eyes showed clear signs of reluctance.

“Don’t worry, it’s not poisoned. You won’t get sick,” Qi Yuan reassured her.

The Foodless Holy Mother gave Qi Yuan a deep look before resolutely shoving the fish into her mouth.

Her face suddenly turned pale, as if she had suffered a serious injury.

Qi Yuan was taken aback.

Was it really that bad?
“Is it really that awful? Maybe we should make another batch with a different pan,” Qi Yuan suggested, worried as he tried to reach out and pat her on the back.

But his hand passed through her, unable to make contact.

After all, they were in different times and couldn’t touch each other.

“I’m fine,” the Foodless Holy Mother’s body trembled slightly, her brow furrowing even more. She slowly chewed and swallowed the fish, as if she were swallowing poison, perhaps even worse than poison.

Qi Yuan’s expression changed.

He now believed it—the Foodless Holy Mother did have anorexia, and it wasn’t just any kind of anorexia.

Just eating a piece of fish… could make her like this?

He couldn’t understand it. He stared at the Foodless Holy Mother, concerned. “Are you okay?”

At this point, the Foodless Holy Mother, dressed in a red dress, was lying on the bamboo mat, her eyes closed, and her forehead covered in sweat.

But she seemed cold, her body occasionally shivering slightly.

This sudden change left Qi Yuan completely baffled.

She was a myth, after all.

Could a piece of fish really do this to her?
He had witnessed the Foodless Holy Mother’s battle with a sun god’s avatar, where she was severely wounded yet didn’t tremble.

During the Hongtang War, he had seen the Foodless Holy Mother eat fish.

At that time, she had been calm.

What was going on?

“Are you okay... Can you use your powers to vomit it out?” Qi Yuan looked at the Foodless Holy Mother lying on the ground, but his eyes couldn’t discern any useful information.

They were separated by time, so he couldn’t help her.

The Foodless Holy Mother seemed to be asleep and didn’t respond to Qi Yuan.

After about a hundred breaths, a faint voice came from her: “I’m fine. Perhaps if I sleep for a while, everything will be fine, and the Heaven Pillar will be fully restored.”

Qi Yuan watched the Foodless Holy Mother, feeling helpless.

“What’s going on? Did you always react like this to eating? Why did you eat this time?” Qi Yuan was utterly confused.

After about ten more breaths, the Foodless Holy Mother’s weak voice replied, “I don’t know… we’ll see tomorrow.”

Hearing this, Qi Yuan didn’t say anything more, sparing her from responding.

He stood silently by her side, his mind replaying scenes, trying to figure something out.

The Foodless Holy Mother’s philosophy held that everything in the world was impure, and consuming it was harmful.

Could it be that her constitution was so unique that she couldn’t eat anything?

But how could anyone not eat anything?

Could it be... something innate?
Suddenly, Qi Yuan remembered what Qi Qi had mentioned before—that the Foodless Holy Mother might have an Innate Immaculate Body.

This type of physique was pure and flawless, like glazed porcelain, and eating anything from the mortal world would taint it.

The Foodless Holy Mother’s reaction was even more severe than he had imagined.

Could it be that her constitution was even more sensitive than an Innate Immaculate Body?

How could this issue be resolved?
Solving the Foodless Holy Mother’s problem was crucial for repairing the Heaven Pillar.

After a long time, a weak voice broke the silence: “Are you still here?”

“Yeah.”

“The fish... I want to drink… no…”

“Please, don’t eat anymore!” Qi Yuan quickly interjected. “There’s no soup with the fish, and you’re not thinking clearly.”

If she kept eating, he was worried she might die right in front of him.

The Foodless Holy Mother didn’t say anything more and lay quietly on the ground, not making any further attempts to get up and eat.

The room fell silent, with not even the sound of her breathing.

After some time, Qi Yuan’s gaze fell on the plate of fish.

【A simple spicy fish dish, seemingly tainted by worldly impurities.】

“Impurities?”

Qi Yuan’s mind raced.

“Is it because of this impurity?”

He quickly shifted his gaze to other objects.

His eyes had the ability to perceive hidden information, but he could only examine the same item once a day, with the information refreshing the next day.

So, he immediately started examining other items.

In his mind, the word “impurities” echoed.

He had discovered before that when he focused on something specific, he might get the result he wanted.

【The Foodless Holy Mother’s red dress is made from ten-thousand-year silk, untouched by dust.】

…

【This is a simple bamboo mat, also tainted by worldly impurities.】

【This is an ordinary fish, weighing three catties and two taels.】

Qi Yuan continued to scan through all the objects, especially the thousands of fish in the lake.

He looked at every single one, trying to find useful information.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan’s gaze froze.

【This is a simple fish, tainted by worldly impurities. To cleanse it, one needs the blood of the Flawless Glaze Body.】

Qi Yuan was stunned.

The blood of the Flawless Glaze Body?

Wasn’t that his own body type?
In the Flowing Wind Realm, Bai Ze had given him the Great Sun Golden Lotus, which he used to form the Flawless Glaze Body.

This body was crucial in allowing him to devour stars and form his Golden Core.

It had greatly enhanced his strength.

However, compared to the Stellar Golden Core, the Flawless Glaze Body was less impressive.

That’s why when he bragged about his powers, he mostly talked about his Golden Core, rarely mentioning the Flawless Glaze Body.

He hadn’t expected the blood of the Flawless Glaze Body to have such a use.

Qi Yuan’s body contained the blood of the Flawless Glaze Body.

However, this blood wasn’t abundant.

If he bled, it would weaken him.

After all, it was the Flawless Glaze Body that enabled him to devour stars and sustain his Golden Core.

Without it, he would have been destroyed by his power.

Now, if he drew out the blood of the Flawless Glaze Body... it would cost him...

“Playing this game is asking for my blood, huh!”

Qi Yuan couldn’t help but grumble.

“But… my blood can’t even cross into the past!”

Even if he wanted to give his blood, it wouldn’t work.

“Let’s try!”

At this point, he had no other options.

The Foodless Holy Mother was still half-asleep.

The Heaven Pillar was not yet repaired.

He still had many gods to summon.

The game wasn’t over yet.

“Sigh, playing this game isn’t just draining my energy; it’s also making me bleed. If the rewards for completing it aren’t good, I’m not letting this slide!”

Qi Yuan’s eyes narrowed, and he focused on his finger.

As he concentrated, his finger became transparent, clear as crystal.

A few drops of pure, transparent blood oozed from his finger, dripping down.

His body wavered, and his face paled slightly.

Above his Stellar Golden Core, the terrifying flames burned.

Qi Yuan’s consciousness blurred for a moment, feeling as if the endless flames were scorching his body.

“This game is taking my blood and my life!” Qi Yuan muttered.

He watched intently as the blood fell toward the fish.

Qi Yuan was tense.

If it didn’t work, he’d have to somehow recover that blood.

In the next moment, Qi Yuan’s eyes widened in surprise.

The transparent blood seemed to cross time itself, landing on the fish and dissolving into it, disappearing completely.

The fish looked the same as before, but the blood was gone.

Next to him, the Foodless Holy Mother seemed to sense something, her delicate nose twitching: “I’m so hungry…”

She opened her eyes, and her once pale face had regained some color, with a healthy flush appearing. Qi Yuan noticed a suppressed hunger in her eyes.

“Why don’t you try eating the fish again?” Qi Yuan suggested cautiously.

At this moment, the Foodless Holy Mother was like a savior.

Her health was crucial for the Heaven Pillar’s restoration, and that, in turn, was essential for Qi Yuan to summon more powerful gods.

The Foodless Holy Mother looked at the fish with a puzzled expression. She picked up the chopsticks and took another bite of the fish.

She chewed slowly, savoring each bite.

Her pace quickened as she ate, losing all semblance of the dignified lady she usually was.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but smile.

If she could eat, that was a good sign.

He was just worried she couldn’t.

“Take your time. If you’re still hungry, we can cook more fish,” Qi Yuan said.

The Foodless Holy Mother paused, her chopsticks halting. She looked at the spot where Qi Yuan was supposed to be, her eyes deep and filled with longing: “How did you do that?”

“Secret,” Qi Yuan chuckled, keeping the truth to himself.

For some reason, he felt a chilling sensation as he looked into her eyes, as if she were a predator eyeing her prey.

The Foodless Holy Mother stared at where Qi Yuan was, trying to see his eyes, to find the answers in them.

But she saw nothing and heard nothing.

“Are you afraid of me?” the Foodless Holy Mother asked out of nowhere.

“No,” Qi Yuan smiled.

The moment of unease had passed quickly.

“Shouldn’t it be me who’s afraid of you, Qi Yuan?” the Foodless Holy Mother said as she continued eating, her voice soft. “I can’t see you or sense you, yet I can hear your voice. If I were an ordinary person, I might think I was haunted. But now, even though I’ve reached the pinnacle of this world, I still can’t perceive you. Isn’t that... terrifying?”

The Foodless Holy Mother’s smile was bright, with a hint of helplessness.

“When you put it that way, it is kind of scary,” Qi Yuan admitted. If he were in her position, he would be wary of someone he couldn’t perceive.

The Foodless Holy Mother said no more, continuing to eat her fish slowly and methodically.

The night was quiet, the stars twinkling, and a cool breeze blew through the Heaven Pillar, bringing a chill to the air.

Qi Yuan sat by her side, gazing at the starry sky.

“In the future, there will be two stars up there that belong to me.”

He couldn’t help but boast again.

Then he shifted gears.

“What kind of constitution do you have that makes it so you can’t eat anything?”