Novel Lived
Chapter 109: The Hundred-Day Plan to Destroy the Palace of Light
Chapter 109: The Hundred-Day Plan to Destroy the Palace of Light
“Defender, Defender!”
The cultivator ran up the city wall, his face filled with excitement.
Dong Long gazed into the vast desert, the news from afar causing only a ripple in his thoughts.
He was contemplating how Garan City should deal with Wu Tong.
Wu Tong had nearly a hundred national guardians under his command.
With such terrifying strength, Garan City would find it difficult to cope.
It would be better if the Wugui City defender killed some of the national guardians before leaving.
After a few moments, sensing the arrival of the cultivator from Wugui City, he slowly asked, “Did the Wugui City defender kill any national guardians?”
The cultivator, ready to report, swallowed his organized words and said excitedly, “Yes, he did!”
Dong Long was not surprised by this.
Given the Wugui City defender's strength, killing a few national guardians wasn't a problem.
“He killed...” Dong Long started to ask how many were killed, but thought it would make him seem too calculating, so he asked, “Did the Wugui City defender flee?”
The cultivator blinked.
He felt today's commander was a bit verbose, asking strange questions instead of letting him report properly. But since the other was a higher-ranking official, he couldn’t be blunt.
“No, he didn’t flee!” the cultivator answered truthfully.
The Wugui City defender was still sitting comfortably on the city wall!
“What?” Dong Long was shocked, tears almost falling from his eyes. “The Wugui City defender... chose to fight to the death?”
The guards present were filled with a tragic sense of heroism, some raising their heads to the sky in a long howl, others clenching their fists.
“Wugui City may be gone, but the defender lives on in our hearts!”
“No matter how strong Wu Tong is, he'll have to step over my corpse!”
Damn it! The reporting cultivator wanted to slap Dong Long but didn't dare.
However, he gathered the courage and said loudly, “Everyone, please listen. The Wugui City defender isn’t dead!”
His words left everyone stunned.
The eyes of over a dozen national guardians focused on the cultivator, and he felt immense pressure.
“The Wugui City defender isn’t dead, did he surrender?”
“Damn!”
The cultivator looked at the group of big shots, feeling utterly speechless. “Can you all stop talking and let me speak?”
Silence.
Silence.
A moment of silence fell over the scene.
Dong Long, seeing this, calmly said, “Everyone, be quiet and let him speak.”
The cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and quickly spoke.
“The Wugui City defender not only isn’t dead, but he also fought against Wu Tong’s army of tens of thousands of demons!
He alone, with one sword, wiped out Wu Tong’s demon army! Wu Tong is dead—no, none of the demon army or demon controllers survived!” The cultivator exhaled all this in one breath.
After speaking, he felt very relieved and a bit anxious.
At that moment, everyone was completely silent, unable to believe their ears.
Dong Long looked at the cultivator, his gaze piercing: “Is everything you said true?”
“Reporting to the commander, there’s not a single false word. If I’m lying, I’m your father!” The cultivator, having held back his words, spoke boldly and even accidentally said something wrong.
But at this moment, no one in Garan City cared about his last sentence.
Everyone’s faces showed disbelief.
The Wugui City defender wiped out Wu Tong’s army alone?
Wu Tong is dead?
This was like a myth!
A land myth surrounded by Wu Tong’s army should only meet death.
But the Wugui City defender not only survived but killed all the enemies!
Unimaginable, unbelievable, like a dream.
“Haha, Wu Tong is dead!” Dong Long couldn’t help but laugh. “The Wugui City defender is so terrifying!”
Dong Long laughed, gesticulating wildly. With a forceful push, he knocked down a large section of the city wall and fell off it himself.
A national guardian, laughing joyfully, had knocked down the city wall and fallen.
The other national guardians also laughed.
Only the reporting cultivator was a bit worried, but seeing everyone else laugh, he joined in.
...
In Wugui City, Qi Yuan sat on the city wall.
“Supreme’s ultimate attack…”
Qi Yuan’s eyes showed a contemplative look.
“Is there a Supreme eyeing me… or something else?”
He glanced at Wugui City.
An empty Wugui City, with only Yuan Qi sweeping the fallen leaves, no one else in sight.
“Now… facing a Supreme, I’m still a bit weak,” Qi Yuan lamented.
This time, although he faced an ultimate attack, Qi Yuan had battled many fallen Supremes in the Earth Absolute stage and mastered some techniques to evade ultimate attacks, enough to kill the opponent.
But this wasn’t universal.
Against a true intact Supreme, his attacks couldn’t hurt them.
“Unless I also have my ultimate divine power.”
This required leveling up to 120.
Currently, he was only level 94.
Still a long way to go before level 120.
“Wu Tong is dead, and Yuzhou will be vacant for a while. I should take this chance to clear out the demons in Yuzhou.”
Qi Yuan made up his mind.
Now, his strength was enough to protect himself. Even against a large-scale demon army, he was not afraid.
It was time to clear the demons around Wugui City and strengthen himself.
Quickly reach level 120 and undergo the third comprehension of the origin.
Qi Yuan didn’t know how many years would pass for the Canary Fairy during his third comprehension.
He also didn’t know if he could see the Canary Fairy or Jiupan Mountain again.
“If she’s still there, where would she be?” Qi Yuan looked up at the vast desert.
...
Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
Yuzhou underwent drastic changes.
The Wugui City defender, like a mysterious god, frequently slaughtered demon armies.
Every few days, tens of thousands of demons fell to the defender.
Cultivators from other cities in Yuzhou reported sightings of a terrifying blood-red giant shadow slaughtering demon armies in the desert.
Just seeing it from afar filled them with awe.
The Wugui City defender seemed like an immortal demon god, never tired, never injured, slaughtering the demons of Yuzhou.
For a year, Garan City had no demon attacks.
The last time demons attacked, before the Garan City defender could move, a sword flew from the sky, killing the demons.
Now, outside Wugui City, the blood-red terrifying figure was twelve feet tall.
Qi Yuan stood in the yellow sand, exuding a dense murderous aura.
If the people of the Palace of Light saw Qi Yuan, they would mistake him for a demonic cultivator and kill him.
Qi Yuan pulled out his broken sword and thrust it into the yellow sand.
He looked down at Yuan Qi and slowly said, “I will leave Wugui City. It could be a few months or up to a hundred years.”
Qi Yuan had prepared everything and was ready to log off.
Yuan Qi, hearing this, tensed up, almost trembling with fear: “I will guard Wugui City for you!”
The closer he was to Qi Yuan, the more terrified he felt.
Especially after Qi Yuan killed demons, Yuan Qi felt like he was facing a demon, not a cultivator.
For years, he watched Qi Yuan grow stronger step by step.
He guessed Qi Yuan must be cultivating some secret technique to enhance his strength, turning into this for the sake of killing demons.
The defender had sacrificed too much for Wugui City. How could he fear him?
For years, he had been in Wugui City, seeing what Qi Yuan faced.
Guarding a city alone was not just gallant but also exhausting.
“This sword can kill demons. If many demons attack, I will sense it.
If NPCs from other cities come, tell them to stay away to avoid accidental injury,” Qi Yuan instructed again.
With the surrounding demons cleared, Wugui City would be safe from demon armies for a while.
It was time to log off.
After all, the mental fatigue from the game still existed.
“Yes, sir!” Yuan Qi was like a loyal servant.
The once high-spirited young general had now entered middle age, with traces of hardship etched on his face.
Qi Yuan finished speaking and disappeared.
He hugged Xiao Jia, found a secluded spot, dug a hole, and, as always, buried himself and Xiao Jia.
“Bad luck!”
“So many bones, it’s from Wu Tong’s men, right?”
“No, in the future, I must crush the bones to ashes. It’s too awkward to dig a hole and find their bones again!”
“Fate!”
...
In the Divine Light Sect, Qi Yuan awoke from the game.
One day in the real world was ten years in the game.
He had rampaged in the game, but only two days had passed in reality.
“Mid-stage Foundation Establishment?” Sensing his cultivation, Qi Yuan was pleased.
“Sure enough, leveling up in the game is fast. Cultivating normally in the real world would take years.”
Qi Yuan was smug.
“Now, I should be able to instantly kill mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, right?”
Feeling his strength, Qi Yuan was quite satisfied.
But... thinking about the Palace of Light’s Hundred Nations Blood War plan, he felt a lot of pressure.
“Damn Palace of Light has a broken Yin God artifact capable of unleashing a Yin God strike.
I’m too far from being a Yin God, aren’t I?”
Currently, Qi Yuan could instantly kill mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and wasn’t afraid of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.
But against Purple Mansion cultivators, he was still lacking.
Not to mention Yin Gods.
“Senior brother, you’re awake?”
At that moment, Jiang Lingsu’s ethereal voice came.
“Hmm, what is it, junior sister?” Qi Yuan cast a cleansing spell on himself and walked out of his cabin.
Jiang Lingsu came from her cabin, her fair face tinged with melancholy.
Dressed in a green dress embroidered with orchids, she seemed to walk briskly, causing her delicate, rounded figure to bounce slightly, her loose dress barely hiding her curves.
Seeing his junior sister, a flash of inappropriate images from the game, influenced by the demonic origin, crossed Qi Yuan’s mind.
He looked at Jiang Lingsu’s legs, covered by the long dress, not even showing her fair ankles.
He had never seen his junior sister’s legs, so the images in his mind were surely false.
“Senior brother, what’s wrong?” Jiang Lingsu noticed Qi Yuan’s odd look and asked.
“Nothing. Why are you in such a hurry?” Qi Yuan asked, pushing away the strange images in his mind.
“It’s a big deal, but not really.
Two days ago, someone from the Palace of Light came and disrupted Dongxian’s coronation.
A Nascent Soul cultivator demanded that Great Shang hand over you and Kang Fulou within seven days.
Otherwise, Great Shang will be labeled a demonic faction in the Hundred Nations Blood War!
Once labeled as such, Great Shang will face attacks from other countries led by the Palace of Light, and city slaughter and national extermination will go unpunished!” Jiang Lingsu spoke angrily.
“Great Shang didn’t hand me over, right?” Qi Yuan caught the key point.
Jiang Lingsu gave him a flirtatious glance: “What are you thinking? Great Shang is backed by our Divine Light Sect. How could they hand you over?”
The Palace of Light might know or not know this, but they didn't care.
This was the arrogance of the Palace of Light.
Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief but still worried: “So, the Palace of Light has already noted my name?”
They had demanded Great Shang hand him over by name.
“Mm.” Jiang Lingsu licked her lips. “Senior brother, are you scared? If you are, why not go up the mountain and ask our master? Maybe our powerful master can deal with the Palace of Light.”
Jiang Lingsu still wanted to know if Ruan Yixi was the person she was looking for.
Or someone else.
Qi Yuan glanced at Qise Peak, where the palaces and towers were shrouded in mist, indistinct.
“I miss our master too, but I can’t go up the mountain!” Qi Yuan sighed. Thinking of the Palace of Light, he gritted his teeth, “Damn Palace of Light, I’ve been generous enough not to write their names in my book, but they’ve noted me first.
No, I have to note them in my book too, and remember this shame!”
Qi Yuan said and took out a notebook from his storage bag, writing the Palace of Light in it.
Jiang Lingsu was used to this: “Writing it down is useless; you can’t curse them to death.
Sigh, senior brother, let me tell you some gossip. Great Shang won’t hand you and Kang Fulou over, but besides our Divine Light Sect, Great Shang has other sects.
Their thoughts differ from ours.
I heard some cultivators from the Devilish Desire Sect went to contact the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Light. You should be careful.”
“The Devilish Desire Sect, even with their thick eyebrows, is thinking of rebelling?” Qi Yuan was shocked.
He remembered the sect leader was a spy from the Devilish Desire Sect.
Thinking of this, he felt it wasn’t safe to stay on the mountain.
What if he was sold out?
He couldn’t entrust his safety to others' mercy.
Qi Yuan worried but suddenly had a flash of inspiration: “Junior sister, if I kill the emissary from the Palace of Light, Great Shang won’t hand me over, right?”
“Don’t act rashly. That emissary is a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator with divine powers!
You, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, can’t handle that.” Jiang Lingsu emphasized the words “Foundation Establishment.”
“Never mind that. Just tell me if what I said makes sense?”
Jiang Lingsu thought for a moment and realized it did make sense.
Killing the emissary from the Palace of Light would make the issue of handing over Qi Yuan or Kang Fulou irrelevant.
But who would do such a thing?
The thought process was too unusual.
It was like… like… Jiang Lingsu couldn’t find the words.
“It makes sense, but this will thoroughly offend the Palace of Light.” Jiang Lingsu said.
“Hmm, as long as it makes sense.” Qi Yuan mumbled, said goodbye to his junior sister, and returned to his cabin.
His face was serious, looking deeply troubled.
The Palace of Light put a lot of pressure on him.
He was plotting a strategy, devising a perfect plan.
After about a quarter of an hour, a grand plan took shape.
Qi Yuan was very pleased.
He entered the Divine Flower Society chat group and shared his plan.
“Everyone, to counter the Palace of Light’s threat, I’ve come up with a grand plan. You’re all experts, help me see if there’s anything to improve, or even sponsor me a little.”
Soon, someone spoke in the group.
The most active, Rogue Immortal Lord, was the first.
“Heaven Origin Lord is indeed formidable, planning to destroy the Palace of Light!
Let me see how this plan is.”
Rogue Immortal Lord opened Qi Yuan’s document.
A few big words caught his eye.
“The Hundred-Day Plan to Destroy the Palace of Light”
Simple and straightforward.
Rogue Immortal Lord was puzzled but still opened it.
Seeing the content, he couldn’t hold back.
First Day: Ambush the Nascent Soul early-stage emissary from the Palace of Light and kill him! Difficulty: One star.
Second to Fourth Days: Perfect the cultivation method from mid-stage Foundation Establishment to late-stage Foundation Establishment. Difficulty: Two stars.
Fifth to Seventh Days: Cultivate from mid-stage Foundation Establishment to late-stage Foundation Establishment. Difficulty: One star.
Eighth to Twentieth Days: Form at least a heavenly-grade Golden Core. Difficulty: Three stars.
...
“Ahem… Heaven Origin Lord, your plan is quite unique.” Rogue Immortal Lord was at a loss for words.
Damn!
You think breakthroughs are as easy as drinking water?
Jumping a realm in a few days?
Even if the Dao were your father, it wouldn’t work!
And forming at least a celestial-grade Golden Core, it’s too much.
“This plan has been brewing for a long time. I specifically refined the details and added difficulty ratings, making it seamless.” Qi Yuan was very proud.
Rogue Immortal Lord didn’t want to speak.
This was called seamless?
Just adding difficulty ratings?
He wanted to say it was pure fantasy!
At that moment, Ice Queen also spoke in the group.
“Wow, let me see Heaven Origin Lord’s plan!”
Rogue Immortal Lord was a bit happy to see Ice Queen. He couldn’t criticize Heaven Origin Lord, but Ice Queen would surely scoff at the plan.
After a few moments, Ice Queen spoke again: “This Hundred-Day Plan is straightforward, clear, and grand. I approve!
I’m most impressed that Heaven Origin Lord detailed what to do each period and the difficulty. So meticulous!”
“That’s what I’m most proud of.” Qi Yuan was very pleased.
His highlight was noticed.
Rogue Immortal Lord: “…”
“Anyone want to support my plan? When I destroy the Palace of Light, I’ll be very grateful!
Especially with techniques, I want to perfect mine to late-stage Foundation Establishment, even Golden Core!” Qi Yuan began crowdfunding in the group.
“Heaven Origin Lord, I’ll support with one… spirit stone.” Rogue Immortal Lord said weakly.
“I have many techniques. I just killed some rabbits and got five profound-level techniques, one of which is high-grade profound-level. I’ll give them to you.” Ice Queen said domineeringly.
Qi Yuan almost cried with joy hearing Ice Queen.
The world was still full of good people!