Chapter 408: Qi Yuan’s Noble Response to Hatred

Chapter 408: Qi Yuan’s Noble Response to Hatred

“So sleepy.”

After leaving the far end of the universe and contemplating how to get to the Upper Realm, Qi Yuan's figure flashed and appeared atop a pavilion.

Perhaps it was because he had devoured three thousand worlds—he had eaten too much, and now that he was full, it was natural to feel drowsy.

Not far away, Jiang Lingsu heard this, her pretty face blushing slightly. Her chest heaved gently, catching his attention. It was as if she was implying something: “Senior Brother, if you're sleepy, why don't you... rest here for a bit?”

Qi Yuan glanced over and recalled the last time he was enveloped by her soft and fragrant warmth.

That was a real pillow of soft jade!

Using this to test his Purple Mansion cultivation?

“I can’t afford to die in this warm embrace. I have to head to the Upper Realm,” Qi Yuan said softly.

The purpose of his visit to his junior sister was to inform her of this very matter.

In Shenguang Sect, on Seven-Colored Peak, only he and his junior sister remained. If he left without telling her, it would worry her, and that wasn’t right.

As for the Original God Sharing Association and the Four Divine Emperors of Divine Blossom, he had informed them through a jade slip.

Yes, he knew how to distinguish between close relations and formality, with perhaps a small tendency to favor beauty over friends.

The joy deep in Jiang Lingsu’s eyes quickly vanished, replaced by a hint of reluctance. But soon, she looked up with hopeful eyes and asked, “Senior Brother, Master is in the Upper Realm, right? Can I go with you to find Master?”

Qi Yuan pondered this. He had previously shared his suspicions about their master being in the Upper Realm with Jiang Lingsu, so it wasn’t surprising that she knew.

Seeing Qi Yuan remain silent, Jiang Lingsu sidled up and grabbed his arm, pleading pitifully, “Senior Brother, I won’t cause any trouble. If I do, you can just send me back to your Purple Mansion!”

“Stop... pretending!” Qi Yuan said, a bit overwhelmed.

This junior sister was just too good at acting!

“Does this mean Senior Brother agrees?” Jiang Lingsu blinked, her beautiful eyes sparkling with joy as her tone returned to normal.

“Of course, let's go. We siblings will explore the Immortal Realm together!”

Qi Yuan had always been generous toward Jiang Lingsu, his “angel investor.”

Receiving his approval, Jiang Lingsu smiled brightly. Then she thought for a moment and asked, “Senior Brother, should I disguise myself as ugly? If I go to the Immortal Realm like this, being so naturally beautiful, what if some scoundrel takes a fancy to me and causes trouble for you?”

“Junior Sister, you’re getting a bit full of yourself,” Qi Yuan responded bluntly, though still with affection. “The people of the Immortal Realm are refined. Those immortal ladies don’t even fart. How could they engage in such uncouth behavior?”

Jiang Lingsu nodded in agreement. “That makes sense. Ah, I’ll have to bring more memory stones this time to record everything!”

She was as excited as a young girl going on a trip.

“Hurry and pack. We need to leave soon,” Qi Yuan said, and then asked, “By the way, where’s your father? Has he been looking for trouble with me?”

If he kept causing problems, Qi Yuan would just escape to the Upper Realm—it had to be safer up there, right?

“He...” Jiang Lingsu grumbled. “Recently, he’s acquired a group of adopted grandsons.”

“Haha! Does that mean you’re going to become a mother, Junior Sister?”

After leaving Jiang Lingsu’s pavilion, Qi Yuan traveled to other places in Canglan Realm, meeting various people.

First, he met Sect Leader Kumu, then Kang Fulu.

Now, Kumu Zhenjun was in his prime and openly together with the Grand Empress Dowager of the Da Shang dynasty.

Kang Fulu was still as flashy as ever, his head full of white hair.

Later, Qi Yuan visited the Blood-God Alliance and the Original God Sharing Association, where he met Great Wisdom True Lord.

Finally, he met with Baiyu Dazun and other top experts of the Canglan Realm to discuss rectifying the atmosphere of the realm.

As for Qi Jianjun, she had gone off fishing in the Three Thousand Worlds.

She didn’t seem too enthusiastic about going to the Upper Realm, only saying, “When you find Mother, make sure to call her for me.”

Qi Yuan was at a loss regarding his daughter.

Was fishing really that interesting?

Back at the pavilion, Qi Yuan handed Jiang Lingsu a robe.

“Junior Sister, this robe was crafted in the underworld. It combines both defense and camouflage.

“Additionally, it can block out tracking marks, but there’s one critical condition: you cannot be too far from me.”

The mark left by the powerful entity from the Taihuang Palace still existed within the beings of the Three Thousand Worlds.

If they left Qi Yuan’s underworld without the barrier of the Gate of Myriad Principles, the entity could wipe them all out with a single thought, harvesting their lives.

Thus, Qi Yuan had ordered Qi Qi to create this robe to block the mark.

However, even if Jiang Lingsu wore the robe, she couldn’t stray too far from Qi Yuan, or the Gate of Myriad Principles’ effect would fade.

Jiang Lingsu cradled the robe in her arms, sighing. “This must’ve been expensive, right? My storage bag is empty—I can’t afford it.”

Back then, she could still act like a rich lady in front of her senior brother, spending lavishly to support him. She’d even bragged about how there was no need for her to be covered.

But now...

“No worries. Didn’t you invest in my underworld? You’ve earned plenty of interest,” Qi Yuan said casually.

Only then did Jiang Lingsu’s inner imbalance slowly fade.

“Senior Brother, turn around while I change!” Jiang Lingsu instructed.

“Alright.” Qi Yuan dutifully turned around.

Although the entire Canglan Realm now resided within his Purple Mansion, allowing him to see everything if he wanted to, respect still needed to be shown.

Soon, the rustling sounds ceased. Jiang Lingsu had changed into a green dress crafted by Qi Qi, looking quite cute, like a little elf.

However, Qi Yuan knew this was merely her exterior. Beneath it lay an irresistible allure.

If Qi Yuan started a fight in their territory and was surrounded by the four Supreme Truth experts wielding their Divine Treasures, he’d meet a tragic end.

As the teleportation array began to activate, a vast and seemingly overwhelming force swept through.

Jiang Lingsu held Qi Yuan tightly, pressing her soft body against him. After all, she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so her body couldn’t withstand the force of such a teleportation array on its own.

Shen Wushen, as a true disciple of Futu Mountain, had protective treasures granted by the sect, allowing him to endure the teleportation.

After about ten breaths of time passed...

The world suddenly cleared.

“Run!” Qi Yuan grabbed Jiang Lingsu and Shen Wushen and immediately bolted.

In the Upper Realm, the Great Lord overseeing the teleportation array was left dumbfounded.

“Did... someone just arrive?”

“Go check the teleport—uh, what was I supposed to check?”

“Forget it, back to cultivation.”

...

The Molo Sacred Tower, though called a tower, occupied an area not much smaller than the Canglan Realm.

From the earth to the sky, it stretched incredibly high, divided into countless levels.

Countless floating cities hovered in the sky, surrounding one Molo Sacred Tower after another.

On the ground below were mostly mortals, with few cultivators in sight.

The floating cities and Molo Sacred Towers were where the cultivators resided.

At that moment, on one of the floating cities, Qi Yuan stretched and yawned. “The air in the Upper Realm is indeed sweeter, but... wasn’t it said that Yang Gods roamed everywhere, and myths were as common as dogs?

“This city—forget the myths, where’s even a single Yin God?”

This floating city, in terms of size, was much larger than the Da Shang empire.

Among the many floating cities, it was considered one of the smaller ones.

Shen Wushen chuckled awkwardly. “Senior, Yin Gods are absolute powerhouses no matter where you are.”

If he ever stepped into the Yin God realm, as a true disciple, he could immediately apply to become an elder.

An elder of a Sacred Land!

In the Immortal Realm, aside from the Sacred Lands, there were countless other sects—counting them would take ages.

Some of these sects were strong, with their highest experts being myths, grand masters, or lords.

Some were even weaker, with their strongest experts being Purple Mansion, or worse, Golden Core cultivators—not even on par with the Shenguang Sect.

“So what does my Purple Mansion cultivation make me?” Qi Yuan asked quietly.

Shen Wushen was momentarily stunned.

You’re still calling yourself a Purple Mansion cultivator?

“In areas outside of Sacred Lands, Purple Mansion cultivators are called Grandmasters!”

“As expected, I’m a local kingpin now,” Qi Yuan said, his eyes shining as he gazed toward the distant Molo Sacred Tower. His gaze gleamed with anticipation. “There... are plenty of unwashed white lotuses up there.”

Shen Wushen chimed in at that moment, “The Molo Clan has a total of ninety-nine Molo Sacred Towers.

“These ninety-nine towers are interconnected.

“Senior, if you want to reach the Abyss of Demons between the Fifth and Sixth Heavens, you must pass through the Molo Sacred Towers.”

Each of the Nine Heavens couldn’t simply be crossed at will.

One had to pass through the Sacred Lands.

As for ordinary cultivators, without great opportunities, they might never leave their respective heaven in their entire lives.

Qi Yuan took a deep breath. “How do we qualify to pass through? Can I force my way through?”

Shen Wushen broke into a cold sweat. “Junior only knows how to descend, not ascend. If you try to force your way up... you might trigger a restriction left by the Supreme Truth Association. Even Yang Gods could be banished to the voids of the Immortal Realm.”

“Ah, you’re not a very useful local guide. I’d better ask Wutian instead,” Qi Yuan said, disappointed in Shen Wushen.

After coming to the Upper Realm, he had thought Shen Wushen could act as a guide. He had asked him many questions.

But he didn’t know a thing.

He didn’t even seem like a real local.

Shen Wushen felt a bit wronged.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan connected with his Nascent Soul—Wutian Buddha.

Currently, Wutian resided in the Buddhist Kingdom, located on the far side of the Fifth Heaven.

Soon, Qi Yuan received the answer from Wutian Buddha.

To ascend to the Sixth Heaven, one needed a Sky-Passing Jade.

Typically, the Yang Gods of the Molo Clan possessed several Sky-Passing Jades.

There might also be some scattered Sky-Passing Jades within the Molo Sacred Towers.

Qi Yuan looked ahead at the Molo Sacred Tower, his gaze filled with anticipation. “Let’s go to the Molo Sacred Tower!”

He already had a plan in mind—a perfect one.

If he couldn’t find a Sky-Passing Jade, he’d find himself a white lotus.

It wouldn’t be unreasonable to use his Purple Mansion to fish out a foolish white lotus, would it?