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

Chapter 149: Speak Quickly, the Dragon King Invites the Crooked Mouth

When the Blood-Robed Sword God was mentioned, the expressions of those present changed subtly.

A Taoist technique was employed, temporarily isolating the communication here.

"Fellow Daoist, how dare you wear a blood robe? Aren’t you afraid that the host, Huang Tu, will see it and cause trouble for you?

The Radiant Palace can’t trouble the Blood-Robed Sword God, but they can trouble you," a male cultivator named Zhao Buyu, who was sitting at the same table, said softly.

He was also the only one at this table who was on the Eastern Land's Genius List, and therefore, received the most attention from those present.

The others also looked towards Qi Yuan.

Currently, there were two matters in Cuiyun Continent that attracted the most attention.

The first was the Eastern Land Genius Battle.

The second was the feud between the Blood-Robed Sword God and the Radiant Palace.

However, because the second event happened so quickly, many of the geniuses who had just arrived in Cuiyun Continent were not aware of it.

Qi Yuan was a bit dazed when he heard this.

Just because he was afraid that he would be looked down upon at the banquet, he decided not to attend as himself.

But now, even after donning the identity of the Blood-Robed Sword God, he was still being targeted?

Isn't this too much?

Beside him, the Rogue Immortal Venerable murmured, "You guys also know about the Blood-Robed Sword God?"

His knowledge of the Blood-Robed Sword God was limited to what he had heard earlier.

"We’re not from the Sacred Flower Society." The five people present shook their heads.

The woman at the table looked puzzled. "What does this have to do with the Sacred Flower Society? The Blood-Robed Sword God has recently arrived in Cuiyun Continent.

Wherever he goes, gods and buddhas fall. I’ve heard he’s already killed dozens of Radiant Palace Purple Mansion cultivators.

Unfortunately, we have never had the chance to witness the Blood-Robed Sword God's glory, and there’s no recording stone that has captured his appearance."

She spoke excitedly, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

Whenever the Blood-Robed Sword God appears, the suona horn blows, and Purple Mansions fall.

However, those who have seen the true appearance of the Blood-Robed Sword God are very few.

But when those people are asked to describe the Blood-Robed Sword God's appearance, they find it impossible.

Beside her, the Rogue Immortal Venerable was utterly stunned, and he transmitted his voice, "Origin Celestial Sovereign, what are they talking about?"

"They're exaggerating," Qi Yuan replied sincerely.

The Rogue Immortal Venerable sighed in relief upon hearing this, but then Qi Yuan continued.

"I haven't killed dozens of Purple Mansion cultivators from the Radiant Palace. I’ve only killed nine," Qi Yuan transmitted back.

The Rogue Immortal Venerable: "..."

Now, he was completely bewildered.

The Blood-Robed Sword God had killed nine Purple Mansion cultivators?

In his sect on the Thunderwalking Continent, there were only five Purple Mansion cultivators in total.

The Blood-Robed Sword God...

At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, unable to think clearly.

The woman who had spoken earlier looked at Qi Yuan and said, "Fellow Daoist, you should heed Brother Buyu’s advice and change your attire to avoid causing trouble."

The Rogue Immortal Venerable glanced at Qi Yuan, looking conflicted. "Maybe we should just leave?"

His mind was still in disarray.

Everything before him seemed like a hallucination, unreal.

Qi Yuan replied, "The Fish-Dragon Golden Elixir Dance hasn't started yet. I'm not leaving."

He was still waiting to see the Fish-Dragon Golden Elixir Dance and record it for Little Jia to see.

The woman looked at Qi Yuan, seeing that her advice was futile, and decided not to say anything more.

After all, they had just met by chance.

At the table, Qi Yuan continued eating spirit fruits.

At this moment, not far away, dozens of geniuses were welcoming the Celestial Maiden of Heavenly Soul.

Huang Tu’s face was full of smiles.

But behind him, Xu Tongchen’s thoughts were elsewhere.

Just now, the True Solar Flame within him suddenly flared up.

It felt as if Qi Yuan was nearby.

However, after a quick scan, he did not find any trace of Qi Yuan.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a figure in a blood-red robe.

A peculiar expression appeared in his eyes.

"Qi Yuan?"

Although that person looked nothing like Qi Yuan.

However, the feeling he got from the True Solar Flame was identical to what he had felt from Qi Yuan before.

He was almost certain that it was Qi Yuan.

"Why is he dressed like that?"

Xu Tongchen was puzzled.

At the same time, he quickly averted his gaze.

He was afraid that Huang Tu would see Qi Yuan dressed like that.

Of course, Xu Tongchen had no idea that at this moment, Qi Yuan was unintentionally using the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra.

Unless someone intentionally looked at him, they would unconsciously ignore him.

It was as if he didn’t exist.

Meanwhile, on the high tower, two Nascent Soul cultivators sneakily glanced at the figure in the blood-red robe and quickly averted their gaze. "Is it him?"

The two Nascent Soul cultivators were as nervous as eavesdropping shrimp-heads.

They were from the Cloud Court and were responsible for maintaining order at this Fish-Dragon Banquet.

They paid close attention to all the geniuses at the banquet.

While observing, the figure in the blood-red robe caught their eye.

Both of them were startled.

"I don’t know. I’ve never seen the Blood-Robed Sword God.

But him... I can’t see through him," said the taller Nascent Soul cultivator, a look of apprehension on his face.

Nowadays, in Cuiyun Continent, any high-level cultivator who wasn’t in seclusion knew of the Blood-Robed Sword God's fearsome reputation.

More than ten Purple Mansions, killed just like that.

Such strength made him a terror even in the Eastern Lands.

"Tishu will be here soon. He’s seen the Blood-Robed Sword God once and might be able to recognize him," said the shorter Nascent Soul cultivator.

The idea of the Blood-Robed Sword God attending the Fish-Dragon Banquet was beyond belief.

Currently, many forces in Cuiyun Continent had their eyes on the Blood-Robed Sword God.

In secret, countless Purple Mansion cultivators wished to establish a connection with him.

After all, the Radiant Palace was extremely tyrannical, and many forces in Cuiyun Continent would love to see it fall.

Of course, they knew the Blood-Robed Sword God could not destroy the Radiant Palace.

But any damage he could inflict on the Radiant Palace would be welcome.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators occasionally glanced at Qi Yuan, silently hoping that Tishu would arrive soon.

They didn’t dare to face the Blood-Robed Sword God, a notorious killer, on their own.

If it really was him, and he lost control and slaughtered all the geniuses at the banquet, it would be a disaster.

...

More and more geniuses arrived at the banquet.

Three of the top ten geniuses had already arrived.

Both the outer and inner halls were bustling with activity.

At this moment, Gao Ji’en, with a fawning smile, said, "Friend Zheng, you’re as handsome as ever. You’ll surely advance in the Eastern Land's Genius List this time!"

Although Gao Ji’en ranked higher than Zheng Fangxing on the Eastern Land's Genius List, he still flattered him.

After all, Zheng Fangxing was a genius of Cuiyun Continent and had close ties with Huang Tu.

Building a good relationship with Zheng Fangxing would help Gao Ji’en connect with Huang Tu, Cuiyun Continent’s top genius.

"This time, the Eastern Land Genius Battle is crucial. More geniuses are participating than ever before, and it’s tough." Zheng Fangxing was not in a good mood.

His master had fallen.

He had lost his only support.

He felt that those around Huang Tu were now looking at him with disdain, unlike before.

The world was cold.

He had a bellyful of anger with no place to vent it.

"I have a junior disciple who also has lightning attribute spiritual roots like you, Friend Zheng.

Would you like to meet him and offer some guidance?" Gao Ji’en suggested to Zheng Fangxing.

Typically, most people enjoy teaching others, so Gao Ji’en used this opportunity to bring them closer.

Zheng Fangxing raised an eyebrow at the suggestion. "Sure, let’s meet him."

At this time, he was surrounded by Cuiyun Continent’s geniuses.

Those geniuses seemed to be excluding him now, so he wanted to leave the area.

Under Gao Ji’en’s guidance, Zheng Fangxing arrived at a secluded corner where the Rogue Immortal Venerable and Origin Celestial Sovereign were seated.

"Friend Zheng, this is my junior disciple..." Gao Ji’en began to introduce.

But suddenly, Zheng Fangxing’s body exuded a strong killing intent.

He stared at Qi Yuan with a gloomy expression. "So, you’re all against me too?"

An adult’s breakdown can happen in an instant, without warning.

When he learned of his master’s death, Zheng Fangxing did not fly into a rage.

When he was quietly ostracized by Cuiyun Continent’s geniuses, he endured it without complaint, gritting his teeth.

But when he saw Qi Yuan in his blood-red robe, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Is everyone in this world trying to bully me?

Beside him, Gao Ji’en was confused. "Friend Zheng, what’s wrong?"

The few people at Qi Yuan’s table instantly understood.

The woman looked at Qi Yuan with a look that said, You’re getting what you deserve for not changing your clothes earlier.

"My master was killed by the Blood-Robed Sword God, and he... he’s imitating the Blood-Robed Sword God’s outfit. He’s deliberately antagonizing me," Zheng Fangxing shouted.

If the other party were a well-known genius, Zheng Fangxing might have endured it, even if it meant swallowing his anger.

But on the way here, Gao Ji’en had already introduced the red-robed man as neither a renowned genius nor someone with a prestigious background.

So he naturally would not tolerate it.

"Take off your clothes!" Zheng Fangxing demanded, his voice filled with killing intent.

Gao Ji’en was still bewildered.

He had just arrived in Cuiyun Continent and knew nothing about the Blood-Robed Sword God.

Not far away, Luo Cha watched the scene with schadenfreude in his eyes.

Lei Chong glanced at Qi Yuan and commented, "This guy has guts, wearing a blood-red robe to the Fish-Dragon Banquet. Is he here to embarrass Huang Tu?

It’s odd, though. Huang Tu should have noticed such a conspicuous outfit."

Qi Yuan looked at Zheng Fangxing, feigning innocence.

He had deliberately dressed as the Blood-Robed Sword God to avoid being looked down upon.

But now, had he attracted a male admirer because he looked too good?

"Don’t you understand the freedom to dress as you please?" Qi Yuan held up the banner of freedom of dress. "Did my outfit cost you anything?"

Zheng Fangxing’s anger flared even more.

A nobody like him dares talk to me this way?

"You're lucky. Since this is the Fish-Dragon Banquet, I can’t fight you here. But after it ends, you’ll pay for this!" Zheng Fangxing said, his voice dripping with menace.

Everyone present could sense the thick killing intent in Zheng Fangxing’s words.

At this point, Gao Ji’en, still confused, sighed with relief. It seemed the situation had calmed down.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan spoke up, "Your luck is running out. You won't even survive the Fish-Dragon Banquet."

Everyone at the table was shocked.

Even Zhao Buyu, who had just spoken up for Qi Yuan, was bewildered.

The situation was already resolved, so why escalate it again?

The woman looked at Qi Yuan, her eyes full of disappointment. How could someone be so reckless?

"Fine!" Zheng Fangxing was thoroughly enraged.

However, at that moment, Qi Yuan casually waved his hand.

"Time to reunite you with your master in the underworld."

It was a simple wave, with no flashy techniques or profound Daoist methods.

In the eyes of those present, Zheng Fangxing’s body suddenly froze.

The expression on his face was frozen in that moment.

Then... with a soft thud, his body shattered instantly.

Shattered into seven or eight pieces.

Zheng Fangxing... had died at the Fish-Dragon Banquet.

Killed effortlessly by Qi Yuan!

The crowd’s expressions changed drastically.

Everything had happened so suddenly.

Zheng Fangxing, a figure on the Genius List, was killed by Qi Yuan so easily?

This was going to cause big trouble!

Everyone sensed that a major event was about to unfold.

At this moment, Qi Yuan looked at the Rogue Immortal Venerable. "By killing a Genius List figure, your ranking on the Genius List has just moved up one spot."

The Rogue Immortal Venerable was dumbfounded.

Brother, you're still thinking about the Genius List ranking at a time like this?

He didn’t know whether to feel touched or something else.

As expected, Qi Yuan had killed someone, and it was a genius at that.

The scene was quickly noticed by those in the main hall.

After all, it was rare for bloodshed to occur at such a banquet.

Almost everyone’s gaze turned to Qi Yuan, many with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

To these geniuses, once they entered the main hall, they would usually scan the entire venue.

Why hadn't they noticed this blood-robed figure before?

Could he have arrived late?

"This guy has guts, killing someone at the Fish-Dragon Banquet!"

"And he’s dressed like the Blood-Robed Sword God. Is he trying to humiliate Huang Tu?"

"This guy’s guts are as big as the Blood-Robed Sword God’s."

"Do you think he could actually be the Blood-Robed Sword God?"

"Impossible. A high-ranking expert like the Blood-Robed Sword God wouldn’t waste time coming to our Fish-Dragon Banquet to watch a Golden Elixir dance, right? If he wanted to, any Core Formation female cultivator would go to his room and dance."

The geniuses whispered among themselves.

Many were watching Qi Yuan with a mindset of enjoying the spectacle.

At this moment, Huang Tu, clad in a yellow robe, stepped out from the inner hall, surrounded by dozens of geniuses, his face dark with anger.

He looked at Zheng Fangxing’s shattered body on the ground, then at Qi Yuan, and said hoarsely, "Fellow Daoist... you’ve gone too far."

Beside Zheng Fangxing, Xu Tongchen was filled with anxiety.

Qi Yuan... was too fierce!

Killing someone at the Fish-Dragon Banquet?

He was racking his brains, trying to figure out how to save Qi Yuan’s life.

"How have I gone too far? He wanted to kill me, so I killed him first," Qi Yuan said lazily, always advocating for revenge without delay. "What about you? Are you here to avenge him?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the numerous geniuses behind Huang Tu.

"Are you all here to avenge him?"

The geniuses looked at each other, clearly not expecting this blood-robed man to be so bold.

Was he challenging them all?

At this moment, Gao Ji’en wore a long face, looking more dejected than anyone else.

When he had arrived, his junior disciple had mentioned that his friend was a bit crazy, different from others.

This wasn’t just a bit crazy; this was madness beyond belief.

A single man dared to provoke dozens of geniuses.

"If you’re all here to avenge him, then... that makes you my enemies. And I’ll have to... kill you all." Qi Yuan said this nonchalantly and even glanced at the Rogue Immortal Venerable. "If I kill them all, do you think you could get on the Eastern Land's Genius List?"

The Rogue Immortal Venerable was speechless, unable to find words.

Zhao Buyu, who was sitting at the table, discreetly moved further away from Qi Yuan.

After all, this person clearly had issues and was likely a disciple of the Obsession Sect.

Huang Tu’s face was now terrifyingly dark.

Beside him, Xu Tongchen hurriedly said, "Do you know who he is? He’s ranked 27th on the Eastern Land's Genius List, someone you cannot afford to offend!"

He frantically gave Qi Yuan a look, hoping Qi Yuan wouldn’t be too arrogant and provoke everyone’s wrath.

Qi Yuan lazily replied, "Right now, it’s not me offending him, but him offending me.

Of course, I’m not one to kill the innocent. You can leave now and pretend none of this happened.

I’ll take care of the corpse, so it won’t bother you.

Don’t worry, I’m very experienced at handling corpses."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan took out a bottle of Corpse Dissolving Water and casually poured it over Zheng Fangxing’s body in front of everyone.

As he poured, Qi Yuan sighed.

Indeed, power is a man’s greatest beauty and confidence.

Back then, when he used Corpse Dissolving Water on Yu Linglong, he had to do it secretly.

Now, he could do it openly in front of everyone.

The expressions of the crowd grew even more peculiar.

Huang Tu’s face was now dark as night. "If you can walk out of the Fish-Dragon Banquet today, I, Huang Tu, don’t deserve to be on the Genius List."

And then, as soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yuan suddenly disappeared from the table.

Everyone looked at each other, bewildered.

Where did he go?

Did he run away?

The geniuses were astonished, surprised by Qi Yuan's speed.

To vanish from everyone’s sight like that, his strength was definitely not that of an unknown figure on the Genius List.

"Even if you’re in the top 20 of the Genius List, I, Huang Tu, will not let you go!" Huang Tu looked at the empty seat, his gaze sweeping over the Rogue Immortal Venerable and Gao Ji’en, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

At that moment, a lazy voice called out, "I already walked out of the Fish-Dragon Banquet, and now I’ve walked back in. Shouldn’t you take yourself off the Genius List? Could you be... removed from the list?

If so, maybe my brother could make it onto the official Genius List."

Qi Yuan appeared again, his words shocking everyone as he glanced at the Rogue Immortal Venerable.

"......"

"......"

The scene fell into silence.

Many people looked at Qi Yuan, finding it unbelievable.

This guy... was quite a character, wasn’t he?

The Rogue Immortal Venerable was on the verge of tears, deeply moved this time.

Huang Tu’s face turned ashen. "Today, you will die."

At that moment, Huang Tu suddenly attacked Qi Yuan.

The other geniuses stood by, watching as if it were a

spectacle.

However, just as Huang Tu made his move, a hurried voice rang out.

"Stop!"

A sharp aura spread throughout the Fish-Dragon Banquet, causing all the geniuses present to suddenly feel unstable in their cultivation.

They sensed that their spiritual energy circulation had become sluggish, as if they had been reduced from geniuses to mere mortals.

"Purple Mansion?"

The geniuses were astonished. Why would a Purple Mansion cultivator appear at the Fish-Dragon Banquet?

A figure descended into the hall, and with a casual wave, stopped Huang Tu in his tracks.

The geniuses in the room looked at the new arrival with a mix of confusion and awe.

"It’s the Lord of the Cloud Court!"

"A senior in the mid-stage Purple Mansion!"

The gazes of the geniuses towards the Purple Mansion cultivator changed instantly.

Although they were geniuses, and the top hundred on the Genius List were guaranteed to progress on the path of cultivation without major obstacles, eventually reaching the Purple Mansion stage, they were not there yet.

For now, a Purple Mansion cultivator was still a figure far above them, someone immensely powerful and out of reach.

The Lord of the Cloud Court entered the hall, casting a respectful glance at Qi Yuan.

"Senior Blood-Robed Sword God, there’s no need to engage with these juniors."

The words sent a collective gasp through the room.

This blood-robed man… was the Blood-Robed Sword God?

The woman who had been sitting at Qi Yuan's table was utterly shocked.

Gao Ji’en was also dumbfounded, feeling as though his mind was in chaos.

Xu Tongchen was equally stunned.

Qi Yuan was the Blood-Robed Sword God?

He felt completely disoriented.

Is my master actually the old servant of my friend?

The relationships suddenly seemed very confusing.

At that moment, Qi Yuan looked around at the many eyes filled with respect and shock, his emotions swelling with pride.

He turned to the Lord of the Cloud Court, smiling.

"Quickly say it, the Dragon King invites the Crooked Mouth."