Golden Core is a Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

"He was wearing a blood-red robe, and looked extremely handsome," Bai Luo described from memory.

The old man was stunned, then said, "Hmph, he must be one of those old folks ranked in the thousands.

Those old folks were far from the Blood Lord, unlike us who were close to him. To appear more connected to the Blood Lord, they often dressed like him."

Hei Yu thought of something and said, "He also claimed to be the Blood Lord."

"What?" The old man's murky eyes lit up, his frail body bursting with strength as he grabbed Hei Yu by the collar, "He said he is the Blood Lord??"

Everyone who listened to the Blood Lord's teachings revered him deeply.

They saw the Blood Lord as a father, and respected him as a teacher.

No one dared to impersonate the Blood Lord!

"What did he look like?" The old man asked urgently.

Bai Luo waved her hand, creating a water screen. Within it, a vague figure began to form.

However, just as it formed, the figure shattered.

It seemed there was an inexplicable force preventing her from showing Qi Yuan's appearance.

Seeing this, the old man’s eyes widened: "Could it be... could it really be the master?"

The Blood Lord was born sacred, and no image could capture his appearance.

No spell could depict his visage.

Bai Luo was also stunned, remembering her childhood.

She had admired the Blood Lord greatly and once asked her master to show her his image, but just like today, it couldn't be displayed.

"Is he really the Blood Lord?" Bai Luo was incredibly excited, "But... the Fate Stone said the Blood Lord had perished!"

The Fate Stone was a supreme treasure of the Liufeng Realm, incapable of error.

The old man lowered his head, lost in thought.

At that moment, Bai Luo remembered something and extended her delicate hand: "This is the small gift the senior gave me!"

A drop of blood-red liquid appeared.

The old man’s eyes fixed on it: "Master, he is the Blood Lord!"

He was now completely convinced that the man was indeed the Blood Lord.

"Where did he go?" The old man asked urgently, looking extremely anxious.

Bai Luo quickly recounted the events of the day to her master.

After hearing it all, the old man wept.

"He is the Blood Lord," the old man’s emotions were mixed. He looked expectantly at Bai Luo, "Did the Blood Lord mention anyone else besides Goldfinch? Did he mention me?" ȑＡＮǑＢЁṣ

Bai Luo: "..."

Hei Yu, who was also excited, coldly said, "No!"

Hearing this, the old man wasn’t disappointed: "The master has a poor memory, it’s normal he didn't mention me, but he surely remembers me in his heart.

Now, the master must be heading to the world's end, I must quickly relay this news to the world's end."

The old man paced, contemplating how to deliver the news.

After a few moments, he made up his mind: "Let's go to the world's end!"

He wanted to go to the world's end to see his master.

At the same time, he planned to use special channels to inform the Blood Palace of the Blood Lord's return!

…

In the sky, a stream of light flashed.

Many cultivators looked up, their eyes filled with reverence.

Some purple-robed cultivators were astonished, with countless messages constantly being transmitted to the Purple Heaven Alliance.

Every time the stream of light paused, a blood-red sword shadow would descend from the sky, destroying a stronghold of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

The entire Liufeng Realm was in turmoil.

Countless messages were being sent to the headquarters of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

A terrifying piece of news was sweeping across the Liufeng Realm.

The Blood Lord had resurrected and was coming for the Purple Heaven Alliance!

At the Purple Heaven Alliance headquarters, a handsome man sat on a phoenix chair, his face showing a hint of mockery.

"The Blood Lord's resurrection is an utter joke!" The man was the male pet of Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden.

Currently, he was acting as the chief steward of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

"The Fate Stone is a supreme treasure of the world, it cannot be wrong.

The Blood Lord has long perished, that person must be an impostor!

I suspect it's the remnants of the Blood Palace. Seeing our army march to the world's end, unable to resist, they can only send some experts to sabotage our strongholds!" A man over three meters tall spoke, his voice like a deep bell.

This statement was agreed upon by everyone present.

On the phoenix chair, chief steward Lin Xuemei exuded arrogance: "The times have changed, even if the Blood Lord is resurrected, so what?

The thirteen purple-robed executioners, deal with that Blood Lord, whether real or fake!"

In the hall, thirteen purple-robed figures appeared, each exuding formidable power.

These thirteen purple robes were all at the level of land mythology, extraordinarily powerful.

"Understood!"

The thirteen purple-robed figures left the hall.

Chief steward Lin Xuemei smiled: "Tomorrow is my hundredth birthday, how are the preparations?"

With the Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden leading the army to the world's end, Lin Xuemei was in charge of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

Tomorrow would be his hundredth birthday.

None of the Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden's male pets had lived past a hundred.

Most were discarded when she grew tired of them and then buried.

But Lin Xuemei was different. He was the favorite and was about to become the first male pet of Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden to reach a hundred.

So, he was extremely concerned about his centennial banquet.

Compared to his banquet, the Blood Lord was insignificant.

"Rest assured, everything is ready!" An elder spoke humbly.

Everyone present looked at Lin Xuemei with ingratiating smiles.

After all, climbing into the bed of Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden was an impressive feat.

…

Late at night.

The entire Tongtian City was as bright as day.

Tomorrow would be the hundredth birthday of Lin Xuemei, the chief steward of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

The entire Tongtian City was adorned with lanterns, full of festive atmosphere.

In a restaurant, three men with concealed auras were present.

The leader, with a scar on his face, looked fierce: "Lin Xuemei, that bastard, I must kill him tomorrow!"

The other two nodded, their eyes flashing with killing intent.

All three of them had irreconcilable grudges against Lin Xuemei.

Their parents and wives had all died at Lin Xuemei’s hands.

Now, they were united to assassinate him.

At this moment, a man wearing a bamboo hat said, "Have you heard about a powerful cultivator claiming to be the Blood Lord, seemingly attacking the Purple Heaven Alliance recently."

"The Blood Lord is long dead, probably an impostor," the scarred man said, "Today, the thirteen purple-robed executioners have gone to encircle him, he probably... won’t make it here."

The bamboo hat man sighed, "If he could make it here, our three brothers could join him in killing Lin Xuemei, the old dog!

Dying with such a hero would be a great honor!"

The three of them were prepared to die.

Knowing there was no outcome in assassinating Lin Xuemei tomorrow, they still went without hesitation because delaying further would mean even less chance.

The silent small man spoke, "I know someone in the Blood Palace who says this Blood Lord is likely real."

"The real Blood Lord?" The scarred man was surprised but not shocked.

So what if the real Blood Lord was revived?

The world now belonged to the Purple Heaven Alliance!

The Purple Heaven Alliance had a hundred supreme beings, enough to suppress the world!

The legendary Blood Lord might be born sacred, but in terms of cultivation, he might not be a supreme being.

Even if he reached supreme, so what?

The three of them were heavy-hearted, their thoughts complicated, drinking in silence.

Outside Tongtian City, fireworks kept rising, brightening the night sky.

Suddenly, a strange voice echoed throughout Tongtian City.

"Purple Heaven Alliance, the Blood Lord is here to visit!"

The loud voice was like thunder in everyone's ears.

In Tongtian City, boundless blood energy spread like an ocean, and a massive blood cloud pressed down on the city!

At that moment, countless voices rose in the Purple Heaven Alliance.

"Who dares to make such a racket here?"

"Whoever offends the Purple Heaven Alliance will die!"

With these shouts, sixty figures rose into the sky.

All of them wore purple robes, their auras extremely terrifying.

"They're all land mythology cultivators," the scarred man said, his face heavy.

To them, sixty land mythology cultivators were enough to besiege and kill several supreme beings.

Even if the Blood Lord was a supreme being, he would surely die.

At this moment, supreme beings were different from those who had comprehended the origin divine ability in later times. They were at most like Qi Yuan, at level 120, a half-step supreme.

The bamboo hat man lamented: "The Blood Lord is unwise, he should have infiltrated and assassinated Lin Xuemei. Confronting them head-on is unwise!"

In the Purple Heaven Alliance, Lin Xuemei, wearing a long robe, showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

"The thirteen purple-robed executioners are useless, they couldn’t even stop a mere Blood Lord!"

Someone immediately spoke up: "The Blood Lord coming so openly must be a trap!"

"Hmph, what does a trap matter against the might of the Purple Heaven Alliance?" a supreme being said confidently.

Lin Xuemei looked at the eleven supreme beings present: "With you here, what do I have to fear?"

The supreme beings nodded, relaxed smiles on their faces.

Sixty land mythology cultivators stood in the void, exuding immense power, showcasing the strength of the Purple Heaven Alliance.

Then, the blood clouds in the sky formed into a sword.

"Sending mere soldiers to greet me, you're underestimating me!"

The blood cloud sword descended, aiming at the sixty land mythology cultivators.

As the blood sword light crossed the sky, a vast voice echoed.

"Die!"

Countless blood sword lights flashed, like blood-red meteors.

In less than a second, before the echo of "die" returned, the sixty land mythology cultivators fell like dumplings.

Every cultivator who saw this was stunned.

Killing sixty land mythology cultivators with one sword?

Was this even human?

The bamboo hat man was also stunned, struggling to speak: "I take back my words!"

The Blood Lord didn't need to sneak in; his power was enough!

"The Blood Lord's power is almost at Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden's level!" The scarred man swallowed.

In the sky, a blood-robed figure appeared, a blood mark on his brow, extraordinarily handsome.

Qi Yuan looked down, disappointed: "I thought the Purple Heaven Alliance was a worthy adversary, but this is it?"

At that moment, Lin Xuemei was completely stunned.

The eleven supreme beings were also dumbfounded.

"Supreme beings, kill him!" Lin Xuemei shouted.

None of Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden’s male pets had lived past a hundred.

With just an hour to his hundredth birthday, he didn't want to fall to the same fate!

The eleven supreme beings looked at each other and finally acted together.

"Kill him!"

"That strike must have drained him, we can outlast him!"

Qi Yuan looked at the eleven supreme beings, his face calm: "Without comprehending the origin divine ability, can you call yourselves supreme?

You're just super soldiers!"

Qi Yuan had long known that in the world of origin comprehension, cultivators above level 120 had no origin divine abilities.

These supreme beings were no match for the old men in the Earthly Abyss.

"Take my sword!"

Qi Yuan raised his hand, and eleven swords formed from the blood clouds, descending behind him.

The eleven blood swords exuded terrifying auras.

Slaughter, arrogance, greed, lust...

The swords seemed to contain the world's most terrifying evils.

"No, you're not even super soldiers!

Super soldiers can at least steal homes, but you?" Qi Yuan said contemptuously.

The eleven swords shot from behind him, directly at the eleven supreme beings.

The supreme beings were terrified, feeling the horrific sword intent.

Especially the aura from the blood swords, shaking their souls, making them unable to move.

"Great demon... you're the great demon!"

"Heart demon, you're a demon!"

The eleven supreme beings were terrified, their hearts filled with fear, their heart demons emerging.

The sword light flashed, and the eleven supreme beings fell like the sixty land mythology cultivators.

Qi Yuan remained calm, eerily beautiful.

He looked at the formed swords, which already had the prototype of the origin divine ability.

"Is the source of evil my origin divine ability?"

With this ability, those affected would have heart demons, go mad, and fall into obsession.

It might not work as well on the cultivators of Canglan Realm.

But it was definitely effective against the cultivators of Liufeng Realm.

Affected by his ability, who wouldn't become a demon?

Now, Qi Yuan felt that if he wanted, he could instantly form the source of evil into his origin divine ability, becoming a true supreme being.

However, he didn’t directly form the source of evil into his origin divine ability.

The source of evil was closely related to the great demon.

People already saw him as the great demon.

If he formed such an origin divine ability, wouldn't he become a new great demon?

He was a player!

After killing the eleven supreme beings, Qi Yuan landed beside Lin Xuemei.

Lin Xuemei looked at Qi Yuan, surprisingly calm: "It seems the leader was right; you are the reincarnation of the great demon."

"I am me, not that damned great demon," Qi Yuan said casually.

"Stop hiding, great demon! A single sword causing heart demons, if you're not the great demon, who is?" Lin Xuemei said righteously, "Great demon, the leader is a genius, a once-in-a-millennium talent, you will be destroyed by the leader!

The great demon will be eradicated from the world, justice belongs to the Purple Heaven Alliance, to humanity!"

After speaking, Lin Xuemei spat blood and severed his heart vein, dying.

He looked like a righteous man, facing a demon with courage.

Qi Yuan laughed: "I'm the big villain now? Interesting."

His laugh was extremely eerie.

The surrounding Purple Heaven Alliance members were terrified, scrambling on the ground as if seeing a demon from hell.

"Am I that scary?" Qi Yuan looked at a water screen, seeing his eerily beautiful face, "Clearly so kind and good-looking, Goldfinch should appreciate my beauty, always showing off."

That night.

The Blood Lord stormed the Purple Heaven Alliance headquarters.

With one sword, he killed sixty land mythology cultivators.

With another sword, he killed eleven supreme beings.

The chief steward of the Purple Heaven Alliance couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide, declaring, "The great demon will be eradicated from the world, justice belongs to humanity!"

The world was in an uproar!

Many major sects, families, and powerful individuals gathered, calling for a cultivator assembly, vowing to exterminate the demon and restore peace.

…

Fengxin Continent.

Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden opened her eyes, which glowed with a purple light.

"Xiao Mei... is dead?"

"The Blood Lord... resurrected?"

Her expression was calm, with a hint of surprise.

A stone tablet floated before her, and Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden gazed at it, her eyes seeming to traverse time.

"Resurrected from death?"

"The great demon is not dead, the great thief is not extinct."

"So what if the great demon is resurrected, sealing him in the Gate of Myriad Worlds will still restore peace!"

"The world still belongs to the Purple Heaven Alliance!"

"Blood Lord? Great demon? Relics of an old era, I am now the master of the Fate Stone!"

Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden's face was excessively calm.

A blood light flashed on the Fate Stone.

A line of text appeared.

"In a month, the Gate of Myriad Worlds opens, supreme beings can enter."

Seeing this, Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden smiled strangely.

"Truly, the heavens help me!"

Her original plan was to march her army, destroy the Blood Palace, take the world's end, and control the Gate of Myriad Worlds.

Now, with the Blood Lord's appearance.

Her plan gained an additional step, to seal the Blood Lord in the Gate of Myriad Worlds and completely erase him.

"Relay my command, all supreme beings, follow me to the world's end!"

Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden decided to abandon all land mythology and other troops, taking only supreme beings to the world's end.

The various factions in the army were puzzled.

But facing Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden’s command, no one dared to defy.

All the supreme beings flew out, surrounding Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden, heading to the world's end.

…

"The master... is still alive?"

Daoist Fool transformed into a stream of light, chasing Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden ahead.

Upon hearing this news, he was incredulous and extremely excited.

The Fate Stone cannot be wrong!

But the master's resurrection was certain, how could he not be excited?

He also felt a bit worried.

But soon, he dismissed the worry.

The Blood Lord had treated him with great kindness, never wronging him, how could he harbor doubts?

"This news must be relayed back, tell Yanran and Bai Ze!"

All these years, to ensure the Blood Palace's survival, he had lived in disguise, peeling off his face, cutting his bones, and joining the Purple Heaven Alliance as an insider.

Now, it was time to return.

He looked at the hundred supreme beings and the terrifying Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden ahead, gritting his teeth.

A drop of red blood appeared, and he transformed into a stream of light, disappearing.

Purple Heaven Mystic Maiden squinted, her face filled with killing intent: "Blood Palace remnants?"

She pushed her palm, hitting the stream of light.

The light moved across the sky, leaving a trail of blood.

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