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

Chapter 160: Becoming a Young Father with Millions of Children

Fenggui Kingdom was weak, possessing only three cities. These three cities were guarded by ten generals who fought valiantly. Now, seven of those generals had fallen, leaving only three remaining.

A towering general with white hair gazed into the distance, his expression filled with the weariness of time.

"General Qi, how are things?" a slightly youthful voice asked. The queen, in her early twenties, was simply dressed as she approached gracefully.

"The Demora army outnumbers us several times over. It's not looking good!" General Qi replied gravely.

Having fewer troops to defend the city than the attackers isn’t usually a critical problem. But the opponents were the Demora Clan. Each member of the Demora Clan was a powerful warrior, comparable to a cultivator of the first realm.

After the great changes in heaven and earth and the rise of martial arts, many strong individuals had emerged on the Moonwatching Continent. But they still fell far short compared to the Demora Clan.

The entire Fenggui Kingdom had only a few third-realm cultivators, and Luo Xi, who had returned from the Moon Empire, was in the fourth realm.

According to the classifications of the Canglan World, the third realm was equivalent to the Golden Core stage.

Among the soldiers, only one in ten was a martial artist.

"I wonder if Luo Xi managed to bring back reinforcements," the young queen said with a despondent expression.

General Qi remained silent. The conditions Luo Xi offered were unlikely to sway the people from another world. And were those people any better than the Demora Clan? They were just a weaker version of them.

The young queen's face showed determination. "Even if there are no reinforcements, I will defend the kingdom to the death!"

"I am willing to die for Fenggui, and for the Moonwatching Continent!" General Qi declared solemnly.

This war wasn't just about the survival of the kingdom; it was about the survival of the entire world. The people of the Moonwatching Continent had become coveted prey for foreign invaders. The only chance of survival lay in fighting with all their might.

Just then, a distant and ethereal voice echoed.

"I don't need you to die for me."

Five figures appeared out of thin air on the city wall.

General Qi’s heart tightened as his hand moved to the hilt of his sword. However, upon seeing Luo Xi, his vigilance lessened slightly, though his hand remained on his sword.

"Your Majesty, these are the allies from the Canglan World," Luo Xi quickly introduced.

The queen's youthful face lit up with a characteristic smile. "Greetings to all of you."

Qi Yuan glanced at the queen. For some reason, he thought of Jin Li. Jin Li had likely been around this age when they first met.

"Hmm, is this all the Demora Clan has?" Qi Yuan looked out over the city walls at the sprawling enemy camp, which stretched endlessly and looked particularly formidable.

General Qi was puzzled. What did he mean by "Is this all"?

"When will the forces behind you arrive, Senior? We are willing to act as the vanguard and slay these demons!" General Qi responded.

The young queen also looked expectantly at Qi Yuan, who appeared far too young.

"I'm in a hurry. After I kill the Demora Clan here, I need to move on to the other six nations."

General Qi’s eyes flickered with confusion.

The young queen also looked to Luo Xi for clarification on what was happening.

At that moment, Qi Yuan’s gaze pierced through the miles, seeing the grotesque, beast-like Demora Clan members.

They were three meters tall, with skin that was a mix of dark and blue tones. Their backs were covered in dense scales, and their gaping mouths revealed fangs dripping with green fluid.

Most striking was the crimson scar on their foreheads, which resembled a burning flame.

A blood-red sword appeared in Qi Yuan’s hand.

His eyes seemed to traverse the river of time.

In a blizzard, he had once taken the Moon Maiden and annihilated the Hundred Cities Alliance. Mysterious black-cloaked guards had fallen like dead dogs under his sword.

Now, the Demora Clan had invaded his Moonwatching Continent.

As the Dao of this world, Qi Yuan naturally wouldn’t show mercy.

He ran his hand along the sword’s blade as if wiping away the bloodstained dust.

Everyone present focused on the sword in Qi Yuan’s hand, and their eyes involuntarily filled with fear and awe.

It was as if they were witnessing a demon god who had slaughtered countless lives!

Could this bloodthirsty god really be the savior of Fenggui?

However, as soon as Qi Yuan wiped the blood from the blade, a brilliant light erupted.

All the people of Fenggui saw that white light and, for reasons unknown, felt a warmth in their hearts, a sense of closeness. It was as if they were looking at their emperor, their god!

A vast voice rang out, like a deity's proclamation:

"With one sword, all dust becomes light.

Slay the Demora, and a thousand mountains bloom."

The blood-red sword slipped from Qi Yuan’s hand and flew directly into the sky.

Countless rays of light shot out from the sword, and the blinding sword light swept toward the Demora Clan's camp.

"Enemy attack!" an urgent voice called out from within the camp.

But before they could react, they were engulfed by the sword light.

Nearly all the Demora warriors, including several Nascent Soul cultivators, were instantly vaporized by the light.

In just three breaths' time, the entire Demora camp was leveled!

Before the onlookers could even register their shock, bright red flowers began to sprout from the scorched earth where the camp once stood.

The battlefield had transformed into a sea of flowers in the blink of an eye, a stark contrast to the scene just moments before.

Qi Yuan smiled. "If you dare to come to my home, you can stay as fertilizer!"

True Lord Dazhi gave a thumbs-up. "You truly understand the concept of waste not, want not."

Jiang Ya looked at Qi Yuan, speechless for a long time.

As for General Qi and the young queen, their eyes widened, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Such power… What kind of realm was this?
Was this the legendary fifth realm?

Luo Xi had been watching Qi Yuan’s sword closely, and now a great wave of realization surged in his heart. "Your sword technique… it seems familiar!"

Indeed, in Qi Yuan’s sword technique, Luo Xi saw traces of the High Priestess’s swordsmanship.

"Is that so?" Qi Yuan glanced at Luo Xi, his mind filling with endless possibilities. "Let's go to the next kingdom."

With a wave of his sleeve, Qi Yuan did not linger. He, Jiang Ya, True Lord Dazhi, Xu Tongchen, and the others left in an instant, disappearing from sight.

Only the stunned young queen and General Qi remained.

"Did he just… leave?" The young queen was puzzled.

He had arrived quickly and left just as suddenly.

It all felt like a dream.

A flame in stone, a body in a dream.

If it weren't for the sea of colorful flowers outside the city, she might have believed it was all an illusion.

"National Teacher Luo Xi, what kind of price did you pay to bring this senior here?" General Qi asked with concern.

The young queen also felt a pang of anxiety.

Why would such a powerful being from another world agree to help them?

"No… no price at all."

Luo Xi’s words left everyone in disbelief.

No price?
Who didn’t know that the cultivators from the Canglan World were all motivated by profit?

There was once a kingdom that, to enlist the help of some Nascent Soul cultivators, had not only ceded several cities but also sent several princesses and princes to become their slaves.

Could this young man really be so… magnanimous?
"He said that the Moonwatching Continent is his home."

"And when unwanted guests come to his home, he’ll naturally see them off personally!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The young queen’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Could it be that this senior is from our Moonwatching Continent?"

General Qi was equally shocked.

Could this really be the case?
Luo Xi’s gaze deepened. "The sword he used just now… felt familiar. Who is he, really?"

…

Streaks of light flew across the sky.

Everyone was silent, as if still awestruck by the sword Qi Yuan had just displayed.

Jiang Ya, unable to hold back, said, "May I offer a suggestion?"

Qi Yuan blinked. "Feel free."

This was a wealthy patron—he had to keep her close.

"Before leaving, could you have them offer up their cultivation techniques?" Jiang Ya had come along mainly to collect the techniques of this world.

Qi Yuan immediately felt he had suffered a great loss and regretted it deeply.

The fewer techniques Jiang Ya collected, the fewer he would receive in return!

"You should have reminded me earlier," Qi Yuan said, casting a longing glance back at Fenggui, though it was now out of sight.

He wasn’t going back.

He needed to keep killing members of the Demora Clan.

He realized that killing them also shortened the time it would take for him to regain control of the Dao of this world.

So, he would keep killing, until rivers of blood flowed!
He aimed to regain control of the Dao of this world before the Demora Clan’s Yin Gods noticed. That way, he would have more confidence in dealing with them.

…
Five days passed in a blur as Qi Yuan and his companions traveled without rest, slaughtering wherever they went.

In the seven nations, nearly 100,000 members of the Demora Clan were slaughtered by Qi Yuan with a single sword strike.

This time, he didn’t leave hastily. After arriving at each place, he had the local rulers begin collecting cultivation techniques. Once he had finished off the Demora Clan in one area, he stayed for a few hours, waiting for the techniques to be gathered before moving on to the next nation.

Qi Yuan couldn’t help but feel that slaying the Demora Clan reminded him of his old days of farming in games on the Moonwatching Continent.

Every time he killed a member of the Demora Clan, he felt himself getting closer to regaining control of the Dao of this world.

This sense of progress and the progress bar gave him a feeling of accomplishment.

Standing in the palace of the last of the seven nations, Qi Yuan, clad in a blood-red robe, appeared both eerie and captivating.

Even Jiang Ya’s gaze toward Qi Yuan grew strange, as if she were looking at a great demon.

Xu Tongchen felt the same.

On the way, True Lord Dazhi had asked, "Senior, your blood aura is so terrifying. How many lives have you taken?"

Qi Yuan had responded, "I can’t remember. I lost count."

This convinced Jiang Ya even more that the Blood-robed Sword God was truly a great demon.

Such a demon, standing in one place, would naturally inspire fear in cultivators, while ordinary people would be plagued by nightmares and avoid him at all costs.

But here, the scene was entirely different from what she had imagined.

The commoners and nobles alike looked at Qi Yuan with eyes full of reverence and warmth.

True, the Blood-robed Sword God had saved them!

But the instinctive fear and trembling should have been impossible to hide.

Yet Jiang Ya saw no such fear in these people.

They didn’t see a demon in the blood-robed figure—they saw a hero.

"Senior, these are all the techniques we have, including our royal family's most treasured secret techniques!" The King of Wei handed over the techniques with a fawning expression.

In the grand hall, the civil and military officials all gazed at Qi Yuan with admiration.

Jiang Ya even noticed that some children were peeking through the curtains at the Blood-robed Sword God, their eyes filled with awe.

She was filled with confusion.

Was there something wrong with these people, or was there something wrong with her?

Qi Yuan accepted the techniques and handed them to Jiang Ya.

She quickly stored them in her bag.

Qi Yuan then took out a map and asked, "Are there many Demora Clan members in Chuang Kingdom?"

Chuang Kingdom was nearly a thousand miles from Wei’s capital.

To reach the Moon Empire, Qi Yuan would have to pass through Chuang Kingdom.

"Many!" The King of Wei nodded and then gently warned, "Senior, there are many cultivators from the Canglan World in Chuang Kingdom. These cultivators are not as selfless as you, Senior. If you go there to kill the Demora Clan, it might… cause trouble with them."

The King of Wei's warning wasn’t without merit.

Chuang Kingdom had spent a great deal to enlist the help of several Nascent Soul cultivators to deal with the Demora Clan.

If Qi Yuan showed up, asked for no land, only techniques, and wiped out the Demora Clan, it would naturally offend the Nascent Soul cultivators who had helped before. They might even grow to hate him.

"It’s fine. I’m a reasonable person. I’ll definitely convince them with reason." Qi Yuan was unconcerned.

"Senior’s reasoning is the highest and truest reasoning. I completely agree," True Lord Dazhi said in agreement.

Jiang Ya, on the other hand, was at a loss for words.

Was this really called reasoning?
It seemed more like killing and beheading!
She suspected that True Lord Dazhi, after following the Blood-robed Sword God for a while, would be influenced. If his master saw him veering off course, he would probably be so angry he’d break out of seclusion.

At that moment, Qi Yuan looked at the gathered officials and casually said, "Farewell!"

The King of Wei’s eyes instantly filled with reluctance. "Senior… be well!"

The nobles and even the royal guards all looked at Qi Yuan, some with tears in their eyes, others with deep reluctance.

It was as if their own father was leaving, no, someone even closer than a father!
The scene became… eerie, at least to Jiang Ya.

She felt goosebumps rise on her skin.

She couldn’t understand why this was happening.

Were these people's emotions… too intense?

And it didn’t seem like they were acting. Was this really necessary?
"Let’s go," Qi Yuan said, not looking back at the people below, and left with Jiang Ya and the others.

As they departed, the palace was filled with the sound of sobbing, even more intense than before.

Jiang Ya was full of doubts. "Senior… why do they treat you like this?"

She couldn’t help but ask.

It was too strange.

"Because I saved them," Qi Yuan said matter-of-factly.

Jiang Ya didn’t believe it.

If a great demon saved her, she would be grateful, but she would still be more afraid.

But these people on the Moonwatching Continent had the eyes of someone who saw the Blood-robed Sword God as… a father.

Seeing Jiang Ya’s disbelief, Qi Yuan’s expression turned melancholy. "I never thought I’d become a father at such a young age, not even twenty, with so many children, millions of them."

As the Dao of this world, Qi Yuan technically could consider all living beings on the Moonwatching Continent as his children.

Jiang Ya was stunned.

True Lord Dazhi chimed in, "Based on my years of experience, the factors of life’s inheritance number in the billions. In theory, if both partners are compatible, they could have a billion children at once. I’ve been studying this too. If my Two-Pill Method doesn’t advance in the future, then I’ll let my thousands of descendants go out into the world."

Qi Yuan was even more impressed with True Lord Dazhi.

This was no ordinary wisdom—this was the wisdom of a man who would move mountains, a wisdom hidden behind simplicity!

"True Lord Dazhi knows so much," Qi Yuan couldn’t help but praise.

True Lord Dazhi humbly replied, "The truth is hidden in everyday life. You just need a pair of eyes to discover it and the skill to summarize it. For example, I realized that if I abstain from desire for half a day each day, I’ll have abstained for half my life. So those who are considered lustful aren’t really that bad; they actually abstain for quite a long time."

"The Dao is simple!" Qi Yuan exclaimed.

He, too, had discovered many truths.

For example, in the mortal world, those who live the longest are usually old people.

Jiang Ya didn’t want to speak anymore.

Her doubts were still unresolved.

"Senior… is Moonwatching Continent really your home?" she couldn’t help but ask, trying to steer the conversation back.

Otherwise, they’d start spouting more truths again.

"Yes," Qi Yuan nodded firmly, without hiding anything.

"Senior… could it be that you were born on the Moonwatching Continent?" Jiang Ya couldn’t help but recall their first meeting. She had sensed that the Blood-robed Sword God’s primal spirit ability seemed somewhat incompatible with the Canglan World.

"You could say I’m half from here. I established my Heaven Dao Foundation here!" Qi Yuan looked up at the sky.

"Heaven Dao Foundation?" Jiang Ya was puzzled by this term.

She looked at Qi Yuan more closely, trying to discern something, but found nothing.

…

Chuang Kingdom.

A young prince was carrying a basin of foot-washing water, his expression neutral.

A young girl nearby couldn’t help but ask, "Brother, why didn’t you listen to Senior Zhang Yan’s advice? You wouldn’t be suffering this humiliation now."

Six months ago, when Chuang Kingdom was in crisis, the Demora army attacked. The emperor of Chuang Kingdom personally went to seek help from the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Canglan World. In the end, they ceded five cities and sent nine princes and princesses as slaves.

Among them, a Nascent Soul cultivator named Zhang Yan had taken a liking to Zhao Ci and wanted to take him as a disciple.

But Zhao Ci had refused, angering Zhang Yan and resulting in his current humiliation.

"Sister, you know that I admire the Faceless Sword God the most. I’ve already joined the Faceless God Cult and become one of its followers. I can’t change sides now!"

Five thousand years ago, the Faceless God Cult began to rise.

The Faceless God Cult worshiped the Faceless Sword God.

According to legend, in ancient times, extraterrestrial demons invaded the Moonwatching Continent, bringing misery to its people. Under the Gu Qi Chun Tree, millions of Moonwatching Continent's citizens who had resisted the extraterrestrial demons were hung.

The Faceless Sword God, unwilling to see the suffering of the people, took up his sword alone and fought against three thousand extraterrestrial demons, ultimately perishing along with them.

The girl’s expression dimmed. "There is no second Faceless Sword God on the Moonwatching Continent."

The legend of the Faceless Sword God was so ancient that the girl didn’t even believe it was true.

But then she remembered something, and her eyes lit up. "Brother, have you heard of the Blood-robed Sword God who slaughtered the Demora Clan? Do you think… he could help us save Chuang Kingdom?"

Zhao Ci didn’t respond, only letting out a long sigh.

Through Zhang Yan, he had already learned about the power structure of the Eastern Lands in the Canglan World.

The three Sovereigns were the absolute top powerhouses.

Their subordinates alone numbered over a hundred in the fifth realm.

The Blood-robed Sword God, according to their descriptions, was merely in the fifth realm.

He carried the basin of foot-washing water, knocked on a door, and entered a room.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhang Yan, glanced at Zhao Ci with a sneer. "Do you really think that the Blood-robed Sword God can help you?"

Zhao Ci’s heart sank, and he remained silent.