Chapter 140: How Can a Purple Mansion Change the Situation?

Qi Yuan glanced up and saw a young woman in green on a small boat in the distance.

“Oh? What do you want?”

Qi Yuan was direct. He was eager to get back to creating cultivation techniques.

“I am Jiang Ya, a disciple of Old Man Wutian from the Ascension Pavilion. I am quite curious about your original divine ability... It seems... out of place in this world, yet you can still use it. It's really strange,” Jiang Ya introduced her background to add a layer of protection, her eyes filled with curiosity.

A Purple Mansion cultivator’s original divine ability requires comprehending the essence of spiritual energy and forging one's own path based on that understanding. However, in the Blood-Clad Sword God's divine ability, she didn’t sense the essence of spiritual energy. This puzzled her.

“I thought you were here to cheer for me,” Qi Yuan was disappointed.

The woman before him was fairly pretty, though a bit flat-chested. She would make a decent cheerleader. Pretending to be the Blood-Clad Sword God, he couldn’t play his own background music. Without a band of a hundred supreme musicians, his battle seemed monotonous and dull. He really needed a cheerleading squad. But this woman came to question him, which was quite dull.

“I'm leaving,” Qi Yuan turned and left in disappointment.

Jiang Ya watched the blood-red shadow disappear into the sky, her eyes filled with a mix of respect and awe.

“This person... his potential is unfathomable.”

The old woman beside her smiled, “No matter how unfathomable, he is nothing compared to the pavilion master.”

Jiang Ya shook her head. Her master had once demonstrated his original divine ability to her. Comparing it now to the Blood-Clad Sword God’s divine ability, she had a vague premonition that her master’s divine ability might not match up to this Blood-Clad Sword God’s.

“Let's go to the Divine Light Sect,” she decided. She had seen enough of the battle and needed to go see her sister to get her out of this Hundred Nations' turmoil.

Even with a powerful enemy like the Blood-Clad Sword God, the Light Palace would not stop the Hundred Nations War. The two sides were bound to clash. Even her master couldn’t stop the Light Palace without reaching the Yin God realm, let alone the Blood-Clad Sword God. He might have a strong divine ability, but his cultivation level was likely far below her master’s.

...

On Seven Colors Peak, Qi Yuan, dressed in a plain white robe, stood in front of his new brick house. Looking at it, he felt satisfied.

“Only such a high-class house is worthy of me,” he said, glancing at his junior sister Jiang Lingsu’s wooden hut nearby, feeling even more superior.

Sure enough, happiness is relative.

“Senior brother, where did you go? You disappeared suddenly,” Jiang Lingsu had finished bathing and found a message from Qi Yuan outside her hut.

“I was out. People are deceitful. If anyone asks you to come to an appointment for an apology, don’t go. It might be an ambush,” Qi Yuan shared his life lessons.

“Did someone set you up?” Jiang Lingsu’s heart tightened.

“If not for my strong divine ability, I might have been schemed against,” Qi Yuan said.

A divine ability? Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu’s worry disappeared. Only Nascent Soul cultivators could use divine abilities. Her senior brother must be having an episode! He had just claimed to have formed a Golden Core, and now he was talking about being a Nascent Soul cultivator? His illness was serious!

She looked at Qi Yuan with pity, “Senior brother, don’t keep looking at that new sun in the sky. It might make your memory worse.”

Qi Yuan emphasized again, “That’s not a sun, it’s my Golden Core!”

“Okay, okay!” Jiang Lingsu didn’t argue and asked, “Senior brother, why did you leave a message for me?”

Qi Yuan’s hand stiffened. He asked, “I’ve been seriously playing games recently, oblivious to everything else. Has anything happened on Seven Colors Peak, especially at the peak?”

Qi Yuan felt lost after leaving his master’s palace.

Jiang Lingsu frowned, thinking for a few moments, “A few days ago, there was a sudden thunderclap on Seven Colors Peak. It seemed master intervened to block it.”

“Thunder?” Qi Yuan was puzzled. “Master intervened?”

“Yes,” Jiang Lingsu nodded solemnly. “Some strange things happened before the thunder.”

“What strange things?” Qi Yuan asked quickly.

“I was meditating when I suddenly felt like I had forgotten something, but then I remembered immediately,” Jiang Lingsu said.

For cultivators, any anomaly was noteworthy. It could be someone’s trick or a heart demon.

“Forget?” Qi Yuan’s eyes showed contemplation. Everything connected at this moment.

When he comprehended his original divine ability for the third time, he faced heart demons and heavenly tribulation. The heart demons were from the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and the tribulation was about forgetting. Could this realm also have a tribulation that his master blocked?

“Master does care about me,” Qi Yuan felt reassured, looking at the pavilion on the peak. Seven Colors Peak seemed deserted, as if no one had lived there for a thousand years. He had only seen his beautiful master once, catching a glimpse of her profile and back.

“Senior brother, can you stop saying such explosive things?” Jiang Lingsu rolled her eyes at Qi Yuan. In the Canglan realm, it was common for masters and disciples to become Dao companions. Even ancestors and descendants could become Dao companions.

“Junior sister, I know you’re jealous because master doesn’t care about you. But don’t worry, senior brother cares about you,” Qi Yuan joked.

“Get lost!” Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan’s handsome face. Why was he getting more attractive?

After she left, Qi Yuan thought about the slender girl he saw on the boat, “She must be poor and malnourished. Junior sister’s family must have a mine; her figure is amazing.”

With that, he returned to his new brick house. He remembered Ice Mountain Overlord saying he should update the progress on destroying the Light Palace. He quickly entered the group chat.

“Today, I met with the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Light Palace disguised as the Blood-Clad Sword God.”

“???” Rogue Immortal, “Brother, you really went?”

“Of course. I am the victim; justice is on my side. Why not go?” Qi Yuan said.

“How did it go?” Rogue Immortal asked quickly.

“If Origin Celestial can still talk in the group, it means he must have dealt with the Light Palace. Maybe they even apologized,” Sun Emperor speculated.

“Don’t mention it. The Light Palace had no intention of apologizing. They immediately wanted to kill me, saying they would eliminate the demon,” Qi Yuan said helplessly.

“That sounds like the Light Palace,” Sun Emperor said.

“The Light Palace is so short-sighted, they won’t even pay compensation,” Rogue Immortal agreed.

“Yes, I only asked for ten trillion spirit stones. They refused, so I had to send them to reunite with their deceased loved ones,” Qi Yuan said.

“...Ten trillion?” Rogue Immortal gasped. Were you really seeking reconciliation?

Sun Emperor was puzzled, “You killed them all? But you just formed a Golden Core. The Light Palace must have sent Nascent Soul cultivators.”

“The Light Palace’s Nascent Soul cultivators are too weak. I didn’t even use my Golden Core level strength. Just my Foundation Establishment level was enough to kill them. It was boring.”

“Really?”

“Incredible.”

“Hmph, you dare doubt Origin Celestial?” Ice Mountain Overlord appeared in the chat.

“The Light Palace meeting the Blood-Clad Sword God, I had a sister who borrowed millions in high-interest loans from the Light Palace. She was worried Origin Celestial couldn’t destroy the Light Palace. She sent some disciples to Lingfeng Ferry to watch the Blood-Clad Sword God. Do you know what they found? The Blood-Clad Sword God isn’t a Nascent Soul; he’s a Purple Mansion!

And not an ordinary Purple Mansion!”

Silence fell over the chat. The disciple in front of the alchemy furnace stared at the message, eyes wide. Origin Celestial is a Purple Mansion? The disciple felt a mix of emotions. A Purple Mansion cultivator playing house in the chat? It seemed he was the only true newbie.

“I didn’t expect you to be a Purple Mansion,” Sun Emperor said, surprised.

“I’m not a Purple Mansion, just a newly formed Golden Core,” Qi Yuan corrected honestly.

“I also thought you were a prodigy, but it turns out you’re a big shot. Inviting you to the prodigy war was a joke,” Ice Mountain Overlord said.



The prodigy war offered top-ranked participants a chance to enter a newly discovered world in the Canglan realm. Ice Mountain Overlord had shared this opportunity with Qi Yuan, thinking he was a young prodigy.

“I’m not a big shot, just a newbie Golden Core. Although my Golden Core is a bit big, although it’s gone now, I’m still a proper Golden Core cultivator,” Qi Yuan said humbly. “I have declared war on the Light Palace. Wait for my good news.”

“Origin Celestial, destroying the Light Palace is hard. Do you need some backup? My sisters have borrowed money from the Light Palace and don’t want to repay. We can join forces to destroy it,” Ice Mountain Overlord offered.

Once people die, debts don’t need to be repaid. Qi Yuan felt warm inside, “Thanks, Overlord, but I can handle it alone.”

He was too socially awkward to team up with those “older” women. They might overwhelm him, and he couldn’t resist if they tried to seduce him for the Light Palace’s techniques. Rationally, he wouldn’t agree, but his second brain might.

Qi Yuan said his thanks and left the group chat.

Meanwhile, in a cave, Ice Mountain Overlord drank from a jug of wine.

“Too bad. Why isn’t Ling’er from Dongtu? She could join the Dongtu prodigy war, surely placing in the top ten. My family would have another place to go,” Ice Mountain Overlord lamented. With big events looming, the Light Palace was making early moves. She had to plan for the future too.

...

On Seven Colors Peak, Qi Yuan reviewed all the techniques he found, feeling helpless.

“These Nascent Soul cultivators are unworthy of being my white moonlight!”

He found over twenty jade-level techniques and three profound-level techniques. Useful when he was in the Foundation Establishment stage, but now as a Golden Core cultivator, these techniques were beneath him.

“Indeed, with higher cultivation, one’s standards rise. In the village, the widow Wang and the village flower Xiaocui were white moonlight. In the county, at least a schoolgirl in a uniform could be white moonlight.”

Now, his standards had risen. Only the Light Palace’s Purple Mansion cultivators could be his white moonlight.

“Senior brother, my sister is here,” a cheerful voice called.

Qi Yuan lazily came out and saw two women with contrasting figures.

One was like a thin bamboo pole, the other voluptuous and full.

“She’s your sister?” Qi Yuan was astonished. The girl from the boat was the same as last night. The difference between them was too great.

“This is my sister Jiang Ya, ranked fifteenth on the Dongtu Prodigy List, a Golden Core cultivator!” Jiang Lingsu held Jiang Ya, excited. “Sister Ya, this is my senior brother Qi Yuan. Don’t judge him by his carefree attitude. He’s really good and has great talent, enough to make the Dongtu Prodigy List!”

Jiang Ya examined Qi Yuan seriously, surprised, “Thank you for taking care of my sister.”

“No, she’s been taking care of me,” Qi Yuan replied sincerely.

Jiang Ya’s expression turned serious, “With the Hundred Nations War starting, Dashang will be in turmoil.”

Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu frowned. She knew why her sister had come.

“Lingsu left without a word to the family, causing resentment, but I suppressed it. I support her choice, but with the Hundred Nations War and Dashang becoming a demonic territory, it’s not suitable for her to stay,” Jiang Ya spoke calmly.

Jiang Lingsu glanced at Qi Yuan, looking pitiful.

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect junior sister!” Qi Yuan said confidently.

Jiang Lingsu felt warm inside. Her senior brother was unreliable, but he was kind and handsome.

Jiang Ya smiled, “Qi Yuan, don’t refuse immediately. I believe in your determination to protect Lingsu, and I don’t doubt your character. Lingsu’s judgment is better than mine.”

Qi Yuan was confused. Did he have such determination?

Jiang Ya continued, “We can’t stop the Hundred Nations War. I suggest moving Seven Colors Peak, or even the Divine Light Sect. My Ascension Pavilion can help, and the Light Palace won’t stop you.”

Her proposal was a significant concession, showing great concern for Jiang Lingsu. Normally, she would forcibly take Jiang Lingsu away. Sёarᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Qi Yuan looked at the peak and his new brick house, “Seven Colors Peak can’t be moved.”

His determination surprised Jiang Ya.

“Besides, the Light Palace will soon be destroyed, so there’s nothing to fear,” Qi Yuan said, his plan to destroy the Light Palace progressing steadily.

Jiang Ya was surprised, then seemed to understand, “You’re pinning your hopes on the Blood-Clad Sword God?”

“Blood-Clad Sword God?” Jiang Lingsu was confused.

“What does he have to do with this?”

“To be honest, it’s surprising that the Hundred Nations have produced a Purple Mansion. But even if he’s late or perfected, he can’t change the Hundred Nations War,” Jiang Ya said honestly.

A Purple Mansion in the Hundred Nations would normally be cause for celebration, indicating their own powerhouse. But appearing during the Hundred Nations War was unfortunate. The war was vital to the Light Palace’s survival, and they wouldn’t back down. With dozens of Purple Mansions and the Emperor’s Dragon Crown, even Jiang Ya’s master couldn’t compete without becoming a Yin God.

Jiang Lingsu was puzzled, “What Purple Mansion?”

She didn’t understand.

“Yesterday, the Light Palace met the Blood-Clad Sword God at Lingfeng Ferry, and they fought. The Blood-Clad Sword God used an original divine ability to slaughter the Nascent Souls. Before leaving, he declared war on the Light Palace. It’s admirable, but it won’t change the outcome,” Jiang Ya said.

Jiang Lingsu covered her mouth, glancing at Qi Yuan.

The Blood-Clad Sword God was a Purple Mansion?

And killed several Nascent Souls?

Blood-Clad Sword God...

She had so many questions for Qi Yuan but couldn’t ask with her sister present.

Qi Yuan wanted to say, “I’m not a Purple Mansion, just a Golden Core newbie!”

But he couldn’t reveal his identity. He remained silent.

Jiang Ya continued, “I know it’s hard to accept. I’ll come back after the Blood-Clad Sword God and Light Palace’s outcome is clear.”

She bid farewell and entered Jiang Lingsu’s wooden hut.

In the simple hut, Jiang Ya frowned but said nothing. She sat, looking at the distracted Jiang Lingsu, smiling, “Not happy to see me?”

“No...” Jiang Lingsu was thinking about the Blood-Clad Sword God.

“I looked at the techniques you sent me. One was poorly modified.”

“Really? Will it cause problems?” Jiang Lingsu was worried.

It was a technique her senior brother had modified.

“In theory, practicing it would cause madness, memory loss, even complete amnesia.”

“What, that serious?” Jiang Lingsu stood up, anxious.



Her senior brother didn’t practice it, right?

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Ya smiled, “Don’t worry about your senior brother. The incomplete technique is theoretical and can’t be practiced.”

Jiang Lingsu sighed in relief. Her senior brother was safe.

“I can’t stay long. The Dongtu Prodigy War has been moved up, and I must participate. After it ends, I’ll take you home,” Jiang Ya said.

The upcoming war was crucial. Though her master hadn’t said, Jiang Ya could sense its importance.