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

Chapter 261: Yin Gods of High Quality

As soon as the envoy from the Seeking Dao Palace spoke, all the Yin Gods present raised their eyebrows, a sense of foreboding flashing through their minds.

“Dark Sun? What is this about?” Great Sovereign Wu Jun immediately questioned.

He had informed the headquarters of the Seeking Dao Palace several days earlier about the establishment of the Original God Sharing Society.

Now, the envoy from the headquarters of the Seeking Dao Palace was telling him that Dark Sun was attacking.

The envoy was also a Great Sovereign, like Great Sovereign Wu Jun himself, and was a palace master of one of the domains. Because he was near Feng Tianyu, he had come to attend this celebration.

“This news came from the headquarters,” the Great Sovereign envoy said with regret. “The Four Generals of the Lei Clan are coming.”

The Yin Gods present exchanged looks.

Those ordinary Yin Gods had never heard of Dark Sun and had no idea what it was.

However, they understood that Dark Sun had sent strong men to cause trouble for Qi Yuan.

Things were getting complicated.

“Dark Sun sent someone to trouble me?” Qi Yuan was slightly surprised. “What’s the background of Dark Sun, and how many techniques do they have?”

The last time he received a letter saying Dark Sun was coming.

The person who warned him had no manners, and Qi Yuan still remembered that.

Today, he finally heard about Dark Sun again.

The headquarters envoy’s eyes shifted back and forth before he finally said, “Dark Sun… is an unspeakable force in the Canglan Realm.”

At this moment, the Seven Wounds Elder spoke, his voice heavy with complexity: “The Great Sovereign of Red Flames from the Demon Beast Domain died at the hands of the Four Generals of the Lei Clan.”

“What? The Great Sovereign of Red Flames was killed by the Four Generals of the Lei Clan!”

“The Four Generals of the Lei Clan, could they be mythical beings?”

The faces of the Yin Gods present were filled with shock and fear.

After the fall of the Myth of the Great Phoenix, the three domains were led by the Great Sovereign of Red Flames.

The Great Sovereign of Red Flames had suppressed the three domains for hundreds of thousands of years, and all the other Great Sovereigns dared not defy him.

Even Great Sovereign Jasmine had bowed her head to the Great Sovereign of Red Flames, intending to present the Mythical Treasure.

The Great Sovereign of Red Flames was a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the Six Steps to Heaven.

But one day, blood stained the long rainbow, and the Great Sovereign of Red Flames suddenly fell in the Void Realm.

The three domains were shaken.

All the Yin Gods shivered, feeling on edge, without knowing what had happened.

The fall of the Great Sovereign of Red Flames had become an unsolved mystery in the three domains.

Now, after a hundred thousand years, they were hearing about the Great Sovereign of Red Flames again.

The Great Sovereign of Red Flames was killed by the Four Generals of the Lei Clan?

This Dark Sun… was terrifying!

Now, Dark Sun had sent the Four Generals of the Lei Clan to deal with the Blood-Robed Sword God! This was unimaginable! Even the Great Sovereign of Red Flames had fallen to the Four Generals of the Lei Clan; how could the Blood-Robed Sword God handle them?

“Is there some kind of misunderstanding? How did Senior Blood-Robed Sword God offend Dark Sun?” Great Sovereign Wu Jun asked in confusion.

There might be some hidden story behind Dark Sun’s hunting of the Great Sovereign of Red Flames.

And obviously, the Blood-Robed Sword God didn’t know anything about Dark Sun, so how could he have provoked them?

“No matter how powerful Dark Sun is, they can’t just execute a god for no reason!” A Yin God spoke.

“The Canglan Realm has its rules, and even in the world of cultivators, everything must be reasoned out!” Another Yin God also spoke up for Qi Yuan in a subtle way.

After all, there were rules in the world of cultivation, and he was speaking up for himself too.

If a powerful force could arbitrarily kill a Great Sovereign, it would mean they could casually kill anyone else, too.

Even if they couldn’t stop it, they needed to speak out and uphold order.

The other Yin Gods nodded, clearly agreeing with this sentiment.

In the Canglan Realm, even major forces had to save face. If they wanted to kill, they needed a legitimate reason; they couldn’t just kill without cause.

Great Sovereign Jasmine squinted, her expression calm, without saying a word.

At this moment, the Seven Wounds Elder suddenly spoke, his voice raspy: “After some investigation, this old man found that Dark Sun… might be related to the great calamity.”

His voice, though hoarse, reached everyone’s ears.

The Yin Gods present were shocked upon hearing this, their hearts pounding.

Those who had initially planned to speak up for the Blood-Robed Sword God found themselves unable to say anything.

“The great calamity…”

“So it’s related to the great calamity…”

The Yin Gods looked as if they were mourning, their faces filled with fear.

In the Canglan Realm, the greatest taboo, which all Yin Gods could not resist, was the great calamity.

If Dark Sun was related to the great calamity, everything made sense.

Dark Sun… was a minion of the great calamity.

If they had been facing the orthodox sects, these Yin Gods would still have dared to speak up for the Blood-Robed Sword God.

But… they were facing the minions of the great calamity!

How could they speak up!

Or rather… they dared not speak up.

All the Yin Gods remained silent. Some already had anxious looks on their faces, desperately wanting to distance themselves from the Blood-Robed Sword God and leave quickly.

Qi Yuan’s gaze deepened. “Dark Sun is a minion of the great calamity?”

The Seven Wounds Elder nodded.

“So, when I exposed the toxicity of the cultivation techniques on the Mythic Flower Association forum, I was discovered by Dark Sun, leading the head of the Mythic Flower Association to silence me and then… send people to kill me?”

In an instant, Qi Yuan connected all the dots.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the Yin Gods present.

“Do you now believe that the techniques you practice are poisonous?”

Each of these Yin Gods had lived for more than ten thousand years, and they largely understood that what the Blood-Robed Sword God had said about the techniques being poisonous was likely true.

A statement so astonishing would have been met with disbelief.

However, with Dark Sun, which was entangled with the great calamity, sending people to kill the Blood-Robed Sword God, and with him being silenced on the Mythic Flower Association forum, it all indicated that everything was true.

“It seems our cultivation techniques really do have problems,” one Yin God said in a daze, beginning to examine his own techniques.

“Our techniques indeed have issues. Techniques we’ve practiced for tens of thousands of years… are all wrong?”

At this moment, the Yin Gods completely believed Qi Yuan, feeling an immense absurdity in their hearts.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan continued, “I established the Original God Sharing Society to prepare for the great calamity.

Among the techniques I uploaded, some are non-toxic and safe to cultivate.

I am very pleased that you have come to support the Original God Sharing Society.

Now, the Four Generals of the Lei Clan, the minions of Dark Sun, the lackeys of the great calamity, are coming.

We must unite and eliminate these minions of the great calamity together!”

Qi Yuan spoke passionately.

Justice was on his side, and so were the hearts of the people.

The Yin Gods exchanged glances.

They had originally thought that the Blood-Robed Sword God had formed this organization just to collect techniques.

Wasn’t preparing for the great calamity just a slogan? Weren’t slogans like justice and fairness, or eliminating demons and defending righteousness, common when countries, forces, and sects were established?

They had assumed that the goal of the Original God Sharing Society to prepare for the great calamity was also just a slogan.

And that the toxicity of the techniques was merely a gimmick.

But you’re serious? Are you really going to confront the great calamity? Did the great calamity actually send people to kill you?

At this point, faced with Qi Yuan’s invitation, these Yin Gods all hesitated.

The first to speak up was Great Sovereign Jasmine, “Blood-Robed Sword God, I have matters to attend to at the Feng Palace, so I must take my leave.”

The other Yin Gods, seeing this, also found excuses to leave.

“Senior, my granddaughter has given birth today, and I need to go back and see her.”

“Senior…”

Nearly all the Yin Gods present stood up to take their leave.

Qi Yuan saw this, but his expression remained unchanged.

Next to him, Great Sovereign Wu Jun, however, was furious and said sternly, “The great calamity is our common enemy. Our life and death are all controlled by the great calamity.

Shouldn’t we stand together and eliminate the minions of the great calamity now?”

A Yin God stepped forward, his face troubled, “Senior, it’s not that we don’t dare, but… the Four Generals of the Lei Clan can even kill the Great Sovereign of Red Flames. If we go, we would just be throwing our lives away.”

“The great calamity is approaching, and we haven’t arranged our affairs yet. We can’t just… face the great calamity head-on now.”

“Senior, our strength is weak…”

The faces of these Yin Gods were marked with a few words: they were anxious and wanted to leave.

Facing the minions of the great calamity, they dared not resist.

Even the Great Sovereign of Red Flames had fallen. How could they possibly oppose them?

At this moment, Great Sovereign Jasmine brushed her hair and said, “Blood-Robed Sword God, why make things difficult for these Yin Gods? They have their own reasons.”

Before Qi Yuan could speak, Great Sovereign Wu Jun couldn’t help but say, “The great calamity is not just Blood-Robed Sword God’s concern. The great calamity affects the lives of all of us.”

The other Yin Gods lowered their heads, not daring to meet Great Sovereign Wu Jun’s eyes.

Then, Qi Yuan squinted his eyes, a bright smile on his face, “Wu Jun, they are our guests, and whether they stay or leave is up to them.”

Qi Yuan considered himself lawful good.

Lawful meant following the rules.

Qi Yuan had always followed his own rules.

And as for good, there was no need to elaborate. If he were to take public transportation, he’d give up his seat for the elderly.

Seeing this, the Yin Gods all breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they still didn’t dare to move.

After all, who knew if the Blood-Robed Sword God and Great Sovereign Wu Jun were playing good cop, bad cop?

The Blood-Robed Sword God was known for his killing reputation, slaying Yin Gods, killing Purple Mansion cultivators, and even for going thousands of miles to personally execute a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, leading a large contingent of Purple Mansion cultivators from the Blood Robe Alliance.

He had left behind many famous words.

For instance, there was a particularly famous one about a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Why was he so famous? Because he was the only one in that city in ten thousand years to be killed by a Yin God.

These Yin Gods didn’t believe Qi Yuan would be so kind.

There must be a trick!

At this moment, a trembling Yin God spoke up, “Thank you, Senior, for your righteousness. This old man cannot help Senior deal with the great calamity, but I am willing to offer my own techniques to the Original God Sharing Society to help you prepare for the great calamity!”

As he spoke, this Yin God unceremoniously uploaded his techniques to the jade slip.

Then, he placed the jade slip on the table.

“This old man’s eyes are failing, so I won’t be cultivating any techniques from the Sharing Society.”

What he meant was to return the jade slip to the Original God Sharing Society, cutting ties with them.

Great Sovereign Wu Jun was furious when he heard this. If it had been in the past, he would have long lost his temper.

In his heart, he cursed the ancestors of these cowardly people.

Qi Yuan, on the other hand, was delighted, “Very good, very good.”

Seeing this, the other Yin Gods immediately followed suit.

“I am also willing to offer my techniques to assist Senior!”

“Me too!”

“Old man too!”

They all began uploading their own techniques to the Original God Sharing Society.

Compared to death, what were mere techniques?

In just a short while, Qi Yuan noticed through his jade slip that there were twenty new techniques.

He looked at one of the Yin Gods and showed a look of appreciation. “You’re quite good. You uploaded three heavenly-grade techniques.”

The Yin God who was praised gave a humble smile.

The other Yin Gods, upon hearing this, began to feel anxious.

Was the Blood-Robed Sword God subtly rebuking them for only uploading one heavenly-grade technique? Otherwise, why would he specifically praise?

There must be a deeper meaning behind this.

After thinking it through, the Yin Gods quickly said, “I have more techniques and am willing to donate them to the Sharing Society.”

Immediately, these Yin Gods rushed to offer all their techniques.

They feared that if they offered too few, the Blood-Robed Sword God might make an example of them and kill them with a single strike.

Before, the Blood-Robed Sword God might have been somewhat apprehensive.

But now, with Dark Sun’s people arriving, the Blood-Robed Sword God’s only option for survival was to run.

Before fleeing, harvesting their techniques wouldn’t be too much, right? Even if they felt pain in their hearts, they still handed over all their techniques.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan’s main jade slip received a large influx of new techniques.

This made Qi Yuan beam with joy.

“Is this what charisma is?”

Qi Yuan felt his charisma had grown.

Not only had he charmed Great Sovereign Jasmine, but he had also enchanted these Yin Gods into offering their techniques to him.

The Yin Gods hurriedly uploaded their techniques.

At this point, Qi Yuan turned his gaze to Great Sovereign Jasmine, his eyes full of anticipation. “These people, who have only met me in passing, are supporting my startup.

You love me so much; why not donate the Mythical Treasure to support my startup?”

Great Sovereign Jasmine narrowed her eyes. “I can’t decide the fate of the Mythical Treasure.

This time, I will donate three heavenly-grade techniques.”

Great Sovereign Jasmine also felt that offending the Blood-Robed Sword God was unwise.

The Blood-Robed Sword God was at the end of his road, so there was no point in arguing with him.

After saying this, Great Sovereign Jasmine directly transmitted her techniques into the jade slip.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but say, “You’re already this stingy before marriage. It’s a good thing I didn’t accept your confession; otherwise... sigh.”

Qi Yuan sighed heavily.

This expression caused the smile on Great Sovereign Jasmine’s face to freeze.

If it weren’t for her fear of Qi Yuan’s strength, she would have acted already.

She was furious inside.

Being called stingy?

She regretted using the Blood-Robed Sword God as a shield when rejecting Great Sovereign Wu Jun.

Now, she had to hear about it every day.

And she couldn’t refute it.

The Yin Gods hurriedly finished uploading their techniques, eager to leave.

Qi Yuan looked at the growing list of techniques in his jade slip and grinned broadly.

He was considering whether to open branches of the Original God Sharing Society in every domain.

Would holding a celebration in each domain allow him to collect countless techniques?

“Everyone has been so generous. I remember all your kindness. Would you like to stay for a meal before you go?” Qi Yuan offered politely.

“No, thank you.” The Yin Gods quickly waved their hands to refuse.

All they wanted now was to leave.

If the Four Generals of the Lei Clan from Dark Sun arrived and implicated them, they would be in trouble.

“But the meal is already prepared. If you don’t eat, it would go to waste.

Someone, pack some food for these Yin Gods.

Oh, and they are honored guests. Make sure to pack extra dishes, more meat, and not just rice and vegetables, understand?”

Qi Yuan seriously instructed the Purple Mansion cultivators.

The Purple Mansion cultivators were dumbfounded.

Packing meals for Yin Gods? This was a first in their long lives.

But with the Blood-Robed Sword God’s orders, they had no choice... they started packing meals for the Yin Gods.

Before long, every Yin God present had a large package in hand.

Because the Blood-Robed Sword God had instructed that none of these Yin Gods should leave empty-handed; they should leave with their hands full.

“Very good, no fighting or arguing, no quarreling or brawling over the packed meals. Yin Gods really are of high quality.”

Qi Yuan praised.

No wonder they were all old monsters who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years—each of them was highly cultured.

“Everyone... you can go now.”

Upon hearing this, the Yin Gods finally felt relieved.

They had endured so long, holding large packages of food, standing here, for what? Just to hear this sentence from the Blood-Robed Sword God.

As soon as Qi Yuan finished speaking, the Yin Gods hurriedly waved and disappeared in a flash.