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

Chapter 206: The Mythical Beings Emerge

The ancient gods present were full of doubt, while the eight villagers were bursting with excitement. Especially Zhu Zhuangshi, who was grinning from ear to ear, as if Qi Yuan was passing through the tower.

“Hmph, don’t be fooled by me acting timid along the way. After today, I, Old Zhu, will hit back hard!” Zhu Zhuangshi, a mere Golden Core level cultivator, boasted wildly, leaving the true gods present utterly confused.

"Is this guy out of his mind? A Golden Core cultivator talking about hitting back hard? Too funny."

The true gods looked at these eight people, feeling that their joy was a bit over the top.

“I wonder what level of visualization method the Divine Lord will conjure this time!”

“Old Zhu can’t be overshadowed by a dog his whole life!”

These eight villagers were full of anticipation, especially considering the Eighteen Arhats, legendary figures, all of whom, except for Subduing Dragon and Taming Tiger, had become true gods. How could these eight not be envious?

These eight were the earliest followers of Qi Yuan, his true loyalists.

“Since the Divine Lord is going to visualize, shall we take a look inside the Visualization Realm?” the younger twin sister suggested, curious about why Qi Yuan wanted to visualize.

“Yes, let’s go take a look.”

Since they were bored anyway, they might as well enter the Visualization Realm and see.

“Hopefully, the Visualization Realm will flash with golden light; otherwise, it’ll be a waste to enter.”

“Divine Lord is mighty and extraordinary; a flash of golden light is common,” Wangsong Venerable flattered.

The ancient gods joked as they entered the Visualization Realm.

Then, the usually low-key Shentu, the divine official, spoke, "I hope that when you enter the Visualization Realm, your eyes don’t get blinded by the brilliance!"

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan entered the chat group.

“Everyone, I’m going to visualize. Group leader, can you give me a buff? I’m a bit unsure if I can successfully visualize this time.”

Qi Yuan indeed felt a bit uncertain. After all, the highest level in this world seemed to be mythical. If he visualized something beyond that, could it even manifest? Or would it just be a myth? So, he sought Dongjianghe’s help for a buff.

“Hahaha!”

“Hahaha!”

Dongjianghe laughed twice in the chat group.

“So, the day has finally come, Qi Yuan! You’ve finally run out of reserves!”

Dongjianghe was feeling triumphant. Recently, he had been humiliated in the group. Although he had managed to visualize a rare entity, the group no longer called him the Young Heavenly Emperor, instead referring to him as "Dongwang Gong."

“I knew all along that Qi Yuan had exhausted his reserves.”

“From now on, Qi Yuan probably won’t be able to visualize anything, while I, Dongjianghe, still have a bright future!”

“This time, my prediction won’t be wrong! I had a hunch!”

Qi Yuan smiled as he read this. This was exactly what he wanted. Today, everything would go smoothly!

Other group members chimed in as well.

“Dongjianghe, you’re shameless!”

“Twenty legendaries are on the decline, but two rares have a bright future, right?”

“I bet Qi Yuan will still manage to visualize an epic entity this time.”

Ignoring the chat, Qi Yuan entered the Visualization Realm.

“I don’t have much evil god power left, the strongest being from two third-step gods. That should be enough to visualize eight powerful ones, right?”

Qi Yuan muttered as he looked at the Visualization Mountain, making up his mind.

"Now manifest the majesty of four heads and eight arms, wielding the grand creation of the seven stars and eight spirits. Standing fifty zhang tall, with red hair, clad in crimson robes and a dark crown with golden armor. Leading an army of 360,000 divine soldiers, with a light swing of his axe, the demons are shattered, and divine light shines forth."

As Qi Yuan recalled, a terrifying deity with four heads and eight arms appeared. Each head bore an expression of great fury, holding eight objects: a halberd, a spear, a trident, a sword, an imperial bell, a seal, a fire gun, and a fire rope.

The deity stood behind Qi Yuan, as majestic as a star! The entire sky seemed to dim in comparison to his brilliance.

Qi Yuan’s ears filled with the shouts of countless celestial soldiers.

“Tian Peng! Tian Peng! Nine Origins Demon General!”

“Three hundred thousand soldiers, guard my nine heavens!”

This time, Qi Yuan was visualizing the Marshal Tian Peng, the Heavenly Emperor of the North Pole, Supreme Law Lord, Commander of the Divine Troops.

The title was "Supreme Law Lord of the North Pole, Marshal of the Heavenly Armies of the Supreme Celestial Empire," one of the four great protectors under the Northern Star Emperor, and leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole!

The star-like golden core shone upon Qi Yuan, and in the Visualization Mountain, the Question of the Heart asked once again.

Qi Yuan’s eyes were resolute, his mind filled with the image of that imposing deity.

“This deity exists!”

“I have seen him, commanding the Celestial River, leading 360,000 soldiers of the Thunder Department!”

The Visualization Realm fell silent, and the Visualization Mountain operated like the rules of heaven.

Qi Yuan was filled with anticipation. This time, he was visualizing Marshal Tian Peng, a powerful deity in the mythological system with a high status. If he could manifest this deity, the results would be unimaginable.

Boom!

Suddenly, countless drums echoed through the Visualization Mountain. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, majestic and mighty, like tens of thousands of celestial soldiers beating their war drums.

As the drums sounded, thunder roared in the sky above the Visualization Realm.

Dragons and serpents soared towards the heavens, intertwining in the sky.

Phoenixes flew, their clear cries echoing.

A terrifying deity with four heads and eight arms, a towering figure, stepped out of the Visualization Mountain.

A loud voice resounded through the Visualization Realm.

“I am the Supreme Law Lord of the North Pole, Marshal of the Heavenly Armies of the Supreme Celestial Empire!”

With this proclamation, a visualization method condensed before Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan smiled.

“It worked.”

Meanwhile, in the various chat groups across the world, there was a moment of stunned silence.

“Ten thousand drums sounding, thunder roaring, dragons and phoenixes appearing—this is… a myth!”

“A myth? How can this be? It’s a myth!”

“Who visualized a myth?”

“No, even if it’s a myth, it shouldn’t have this overwhelming power!”

“Which Son of Destiny is it?”

“Impossible! This can’t be Qi Yuan!”

“This… could this be the Divine Lord?”

As the myth emerged, nearly all ancient gods worldwide were awakened. Anyone paying attention to the chat groups knew that a mythical figure had been visualized!

"Supreme Law Lord of the North Pole, Marshal of the Heavenly Armies of the Supreme Celestial Empire—who is this? I’ve never heard of this title!"

"Myths are rare, but why have I never heard of this deity?"

Many Great Venerables were shaken. Even some Sons of Destiny were bewildered.

In the Ancient Gods’ Alliance, Venerable Huang Hun felt his heart skip a beat upon hearing the news. “Could this be Qi Yuan?”

At the Qionghua Palace, Great Venerable Qionghua was resting when the news reached her. She snapped her eyes open. “A myth? Or even beyond a myth? This must be Qi Yuan!”

At the entrance to the ancestral land, the white-haired Lishan Great Venerable squinted, his heart trembling. “Who is it? Who could it be?”

As the executor of the Myth Plan, he knew the reaction of the Visualization Realm when a myth was visualized. This time, the reaction was far more powerful than anything he had anticipated.

It wasn’t just that the visualization was a myth; it was that the visualization method had reached the highest level of myth.

“Who is it? Quickly, find out which Son of Destiny it is!” Lishan Great Venerable was frantic.

He immediately entered the Visualization Realm, hoping to see who it was. Though he knew it was unlikely, he had to try.

But then, suddenly, in the quiet Visualization Realm, the drums thundered once more.

Lishan Great Venerable’s eyes widened. “What? Another one?”

As thunder rolled and dragons and phoenixes appeared again, a terrifying figure emerged.

With four heads and four arms, clad in golden armor, the massive figure seemed capable of crushing stars in its grip.

A vast voice echoed through the Visualization Realm.

“I am the True Lord of the Ninth Heaven, the Commander of Thirty Thousand Soldiers!”

Lishan Great Venerable was stunned. “How is this possible? Another myth? And it’s another deity I’ve never heard of! Could this be Qi Yuan?”

Lishan Great Venerable remembered his disciple Venerable Bai Xi recommending Qi Yuan to him. He quickly inquired, “Bai Xi, is Qi Yuan visualizing?”

“Master, he is…!” Venerable Bai Xi was equally excited.

“Two mythical beings—two unheard-of mythical beings!” Lishan Great Venerable trembled with excitement.

But then, before he could fully process it, another thunderous voice rang out in the Visualization Realm.

“I am the Great Marshal of the North Pole, Commander of the Three Caves and Five Thunders, Ruler of the Eight Heavens and Nine Earths!”

Lishan Great Venerable was completely dumbfounded. “Three of them!” His teeth chattered with shock, but before he could recover, yet another earth-shaking voice emerged.

“I am the Great Emperor of the North Pole, the Nine Heavens Demon-Suppressing Patriarch!”

“I am the Eastern Ghost Emperor, Yulü, Commander of Ten Thousand Ghosts!”

“I am the Eastern Ghost Emperor, Shentu, Guardian of the Ghost Gate!”

“I am the Wood Deity, Chonghua of the Eastern Star, Overseer of All Creation!”

“I am the Fire Deity, Yinghuo of the Southern Star, Giver of Life and Illumination!”

Lishan Great Venerable was utterly paralyzed by shock. The Visualization Realm remained silent for nearly a hundred breaths before he finally snapped out of it.

“Eight… myths!” His eyes were filled with wild excitement.

Eight mythical beings, each entirely unfamiliar! How could he not be shaken to his core?

This was a hundred, a thousand, a million times more shocking than the twenty-one legends visualized last time!

Those were myths—at the very least, they started at the mythical level! It was even possible that the myth-level Great Venerables were only at the level of legendary or even epic visualization methods. But the myth-level visualization methods were reserved for beings who had never been visualized before!

The reaction in the Visualization Realm was far beyond that of ordinary myths.

And they were all unheard-of mythical beings. How could Lishan Great Venerable not be thrilled?

“Qi Yuan is terrifying!” Lishan Great Venerable suddenly felt that their Myth Plan was a joke.

Although the Myth Plan had gathered five Sons of Destiny, these five were still in training, hoping to eventually visualize five mythical beings.

But now, in the blink of an eye, eight myth-level visualization methods had been born. How could he not be astonished?

He looked towards the ancestral land, his eyes filled with longing. “When will Qi Yuan emerge?”

“Why did he need to visualize? Could he have encountered an enemy he couldn’t defeat?”

Lishan Great Venerable was as anxious as an ant on a hot griddle. The other two Great Venerables were just as agitated.

They had come here initially just to enjoy the show, as Venerable Shenlei had asked them to look after his disciple. With nothing else to do, they had joined Lishan Great Venerable at the entrance to the ancestral land.

Who would have thought that Qi Yuan would visualize eight mythical beings?

“Damn it, if the entrance to the Visualization Realm weren’t closed, I’d rush in there!”

“Forget the Sons of Destiny, they’re nothing compared to Qi Yuan!”

Lishan Great Venerable was filled with regret.

Why did he leave Qi Yuan to that unreliable old man, Venerable Shenlei? Such a prodigy, such a peerless genius—how did he not recognize it?

They waited anxiously outside the ancestral land, fearing something might go wrong.

Suddenly, Lishan Great Venerable spoke, “We must keep the news of Qi Yuan’s eight mythical visualization methods secret!”

“Understood!” the other Great Venerables immediately agreed.

While all the ancient gods in the Visualization Realm knew that eight mythical beings had been visualized, they had no idea who had done it.

But Qi Yuan, such a terrifying genius, had to be protected at all costs.

Lishan Great Venerable had already decided. As soon as Qi Yuan emerged from the ancestral land, he would personally escort him, even requesting a sixth-step Great Venerable to protect him!

The Myth Plan had always been a long shot. But if they could harness the eight mythical visualization methods Qi Yuan had created and use them on eight Great Venerables, the Myth Plan might actually succeed!

Meanwhile, in the ancestral tower, the younger twin sister’s mouth hung open in disbelief.

The other ancient gods were just as stunned, their shock lingering.

“Is this… real?” the younger twin sister murmured.

Zhu Zhuangshi, hearing this, was overjoyed. “Well? Did the Divine Lord’s visualization method flash with golden light? I can’t be overshadowed by that big black dog!”

“Judging by their expressions, it definitely flashed. Haha,” Shi Zhongshan was also pleased. “It looks like I’ll finally be able to sit as an equal with my sworn brother!”

The other villagers were equally delighted.

Suddenly, one of the ancient gods spoke with difficulty, “The Divine Lord’s visualization methods… they’re not for you, are they?”

“Who else?” Zhu Zhuangshi boasted, “I’m the Divine Lord’s most loyal follower. What’s wrong with rewarding me with a visualization method?”

The other ancient gods were once again left in disbelief.

A mythical visualization method, given to eight… ordinary villagers?

This was beyond wasteful!

Previously, they had thought it was wasteful for ordinary villagers to drink the Limu Immortal Liquid. Now, with eight mythical visualization methods, it wasn’t just wasteful—it was outrageous!

“The Divine Lord is truly… terrifying!” Even the elder twin sister couldn’t help but speak.

The other ancient gods were still reeling from the shock, unable to recover.

Just then, Qi Yuan emerged from the chat group.

Everyone immediately turned their gaze towards him.

Qi Yuan looked at Wangsong Venerable. “It’s a shame I didn’t have more evil god power; otherwise, I could have conjured a visualization method for you to play with.”

Wangsong Venerable’s white beard trembled with emotion, his eyes welling up with tears. “The Divine Lord still remembers me—I am truly grateful!”

Meanwhile, the other ancient gods were stunned.

Could the Divine Lord still visualize? The only reason he hadn’t was because he lacked enough evil god power?

This was simply unbelievable!

Then Qi Yuan turned to the eight villagers. “You’ve all been with me from the beginning. It’s been a while. These eight visualization methods are my gift to you.”

Zhu Zhuangshi was overjoyed. “Thank you, Divine Lord!”

The others also stepped forward to express their gratitude.

Unable to contain himself, Zhu Zhuangshi asked, “Divine Lord, after cultivating this visualization method, will I finally be able to defeat… the big black dog? I don’t want to be bullied by that dog anymore!”

The ancient gods watched Zhu Zhuangshi with a mix of frustration and amusement. A fool who considered a dog his greatest enemy was receiving a mythical visualization method?

Their hearts were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

If they could receive a mythical visualization method, they would even be willing to lower their cultivation to the Purple Mansion level and start over!

“As long as you work hard, you probably won’t be bullied by the big black dog anymore,” Qi Yuan replied cautiously.

After all, the big black dog was exceptionally gifted, capable of summoning the shadow of a certain deity. That deity was even stronger than the one Qi Yuan intended for Zhu Zhuangshi.

Zhu Zhuangshi was full of anticipation, and the other seven villagers were just as eager.

With a wave of Qi Yuan’s hand, eight visualization methods appeared.

Seeing the purple-glowing methods, the eight ancient gods were filled with envy.

The eight villagers were also stunned.

“A mythical visualization method—I never thought I’d see one in my lifetime!”

“Eight of them!”

“Sigh, sigh, sigh!”

The ancient gods were on the verge of tears.

After all, such methods were being given to eight ordinary villagers.

With another wave of his hand, Qi Yuan distributed the visualization methods to each of the eight villagers.

Everyone’s hands trembled as they received them, scarcely believing their eyes.

Tears streamed down Zhu Zhuangshi’s face as he clutched his method tightly. “Divine Lord, could I be your illegitimate child?”

Otherwise, how could someone like him, Zhu Zhuangshi, be worthy of such a terrifying visualization method?

He looked at Qi Yuan, becoming more convinced of the possibility. He and the Divine Lord were both so heroic and handsome!

Qi Yuan glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi’s chubby figure with disdain. “If I had a son who looked like you, he wouldn’t have been born! Stop babbling and start visualizing; I’m on a tight schedule! If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll take the method back and give it to Wangsong Venerable.”

Zhu Zhuangshi was startled.

“Divine Lord, I was just rambling!”

He quickly focused on the visualization method, as did the other seven villagers, using their spiritual power to suppress their excitement and concentrate.

The scene grew quiet as the eight villagers immersed themselves in their visualization methods.

Qi Yuan glanced at the remaining ancient gods and spoke softly, “I’m taking my followers away for a while. Wait here.”

The true gods were puzzled.

Where were they going?

But considering Qi Yuan’s power and mystery, they didn’t dare question him.

“As you command!” the younger twin sister replied earnestly.

“Stay where you are and don’t move. If you disturb the puppet gods here, you’ll all die.”

With those words, Qi Yuan looked at his followers.

With a wave of his hand, the Lost Glow Stick’s light enveloped them all.

In an instant, the eleven of them disappeared.

The remaining ancient gods were astonished.

They hadn’t sensed how Qi Yuan had disappeared at all! But when they remembered that he had just visualized eight mythical beings and treated the dangers of the ancestral land as nothing, everything seemed normal again.

“The Divine Lord is truly a god—how lucky I am to follow him!” Wangsong Venerable’s face was lit up with exaggerated joy.