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

Chapter 212: The Furious Dusk Venerable

Silence.

All the ancient gods present were silent.

The plan to "Destroy a Hundred Gods in Three Days" was simply too shocking.

Previously, the evil god's camps might have hesitated, perhaps observing the situation or coordinating with other camps before launching an attack on Qing Shui Village.

But once Qi Yuan launched the "Destroy a Hundred Gods in Three Days" plan, it would undoubtedly drag the entire fallen zone into the flames of war.

The Great Venerables of the evil god's camps would no longer sit idly by.

At that point, a true god war would break out! A relentless, ongoing god war.

"My lord, this will ignite a god war!" one of the ancient gods said with difficulty.

The ancient gods were certain that after the "Destroy a Hundred Gods in Three Days" plan, the evil god's camp would unite within two days and march on Qing Shui Village.

At that point, their power would be insufficient to counter the evil gods.

"A god war is great! Every day, we'd rake in vast amounts of evil god spiritual power—what a profit!" Qi Yuan clapped his hands in approval.

The other ancient gods exchanged looks.

Sure, it'd be a huge profit, but they'd need to stay alive to enjoy it.

"Don’t worry, my plan is foolproof! You just need to follow my instructions, and the evil gods will be defeated!" Qi Yuan said confidently.

The ancient gods hesitated.

Then Zhu Zhuangshi spoke up, "What are you hesitating for? Acting like some timid false gods! I, Old Zhu, am the first to support the lord's plan!"

Shi Chongshan quickly added, "I support it too!"

"Whatever happens, happens. I don’t believe the lord would lead us to ruin!" said Gu Shen, the Pine Tree Ancient God.

With that, the remaining ancient gods finally voiced no objections.

At this point, the elder twin sister lowered her head, "Please, Heavenly Venerable, reveal the plan so we can carry it out!"

Everyone else looked at Qi Yuan as well. Since they had chosen to serve him, they would follow his orders.

"Xiao Qi!" Qi Yuan called out.

Within about a hundred heartbeats, Qi Qi rushed over, out of breath. "Godfather, you’re back?"

Qi Qi glanced at Qi Yuan and the many ancient gods behind him, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, though it quickly faded.

"Xiao Qi, how many true gods are left in Lin Country?" Qi Yuan asked.

"There are 43 left, five of them at the third step to heaven. The numbers at the second and first steps are unclear," Qi Qi answered earnestly.

"Is that all?" Qi Yuan sounded disappointed.

The number of evil gods in Lin Country was underwhelming.

"The first step of the ‘Destroy a Hundred Gods in Three Days’ plan: You twenty ancient gods with divine domain seeds, after you finish eating, head to each city in Lin Country and kill all these evil gods for me!" Instantly, Qi Yuan's meticulous plan was already a third complete.

"......"

"......"

Silence.

The ancient gods were at a loss for words. Even Gu Shen, the Pine Tree Ancient God's beard twitched slightly.

This plan seemed rather haphazard.

Qi Yuan seemed tired of talking and picked up the water on the table, taking a sip. "The first day's plan is set. Now let's move on to the second day. Xiao Qi, what’s the nearest country to Lin Country? How many evil gods are there?"

"The nearest is Feng Country, which has seventy-two evil gods," Qi Qi answered seriously.

As Qing Shui Village’s chief strategist and head of logistics, she handled all the dirty and tedious work. She had already gathered this information for Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan frowned, "It seems there are more evil gods in Feng Country. Killing only forty on the first day seems like a waste, and it might scare away the evil gods in Feng Country! I think we should scrap the previous plan and start over!"

The ancient gods fell silent again.

This all seemed rather childish.

But at least the plan was being reworked. After all, the first day’s plan didn’t sound... very reliable.

"I think the three-day plan should be condensed into a one-day plan. Now, you should immediately start by sweeping through Lin Country and Feng Country, slaughtering all these evil gods!" Qi Yuan said passionately.

The citizens in front of him each possessed divine domain seeds. When facing anyone below the level of Great Venerable, they could basically achieve instant kills.

Given that, it made sense to act quickly and wipe out all those evil gods.

If they moved too slowly, following a three-day plan, the evil gods might catch wind and flee.

So, Qi Yuan decided to shorten the timeline.

Qi Yuan felt a surge of pride, knowing he was indeed brilliant, considering variables on the battlefield, including the possibility of the evil gods fleeing.

When it came to wisdom, only Da Zhi Zhenjun in Canglan Realm might surpass him.

"Can you do it?" Qi Yuan asked directly, looking at the twenty or so ancient gods.

The ancient gods were bewildered for a moment.

"We can," the elder twin sister responded. "If we have a map, we can sweep through these evil gods within a day!"

But only for one day. By tomorrow, the entire northwest of Lin Country would likely be in chaos.

"Xiao Qi, where are the maps?" Qi Yuan asked his chief strategist.

"Wait a moment, Godfather." Qi Qi vanished in a flash and quickly returned with a stack of maps, distributing them to the ancient gods.

Qi Yuan smiled, "With the plan set, half the job is done. The rest is up to you."

Qi Yuan looked expectantly at the ancient gods.

The ancient gods had mixed feelings.

Some were excited.

As ancient gods, they were used to retreating.

Taking the initiative like this was something they’d never even considered before.

Although this might lead to being surrounded by armies later, in the early stages, it was going to be incredibly satisfying and cathartic!

"To increase the efficiency of this plan, I’ll give you some Fish Bombs." Qi Yuan said as he distributed some Taiyin Thunder Pearls to the group.

The ancient gods accepted the Fish Bombs.

"Thank you, Heavenly Venerable."

"Alright, everyone, go enjoy the feast. In half an hour, we’ll head out to kill our enemies." Qi Yuan was filled with heroism.

Under his leadership and planning, everything in Fanxin Realm was moving in a positive direction.

So, all the ancient gods dispersed to join the feast.

Zhu Zhuangshi found the big black dog and promptly sat on it, making the dog howl in fury.

Zhu Zhuangshi was no longer the same Zhu Zhuangshi as before, and the big black dog was no match for him now.

Meanwhile, the elder twin sister and younger twin sister sat together, eating and communicating via telepathy.

"Sis, why does today’s plan sound... so unreliable?" the younger twin sister asked, surprised.

She had executed plans before.

Those plans were always detailed, with every step meticulously outlined, including contingencies for emergencies.

But today’s plan seemed extremely rough.

In fact, Origin Heavenly Venerable seemed to be making it up as he went along, as if he was doing it on a whim.

"But even though the plan seems unreliable, I feel like we have a great chance of succeeding. Whereas before, despite the detailed plans, I was always nervous about failure," the younger twin sister confided.

The elder twin sister smiled, "That’s because, Heavenly Venerable isn’t relying on plans; he’s relying on overwhelming force! As long as we’re strong enough, who needs a meticulous plan? We can just steamroll through everything. Slaughtering a hundred gods in one day follows the same logic. We don’t need a plan; we just need to crush them and kill these evil gods."

Honestly, the elder twin sister agreed with Qi Yuan’s philosophy.

Speed was crucial.

Striking quickly, not giving the enemy time to react, was the key to achieving greater results.

"Right, that makes sense," the younger twin sister understood, but then she looked worried. "But what happens after we complete this plan?"

Her concern was valid.

"Don’t worry, the Lord definitely has a plan. He may seem casual, but... how many fools have ever reached the realm of true gods? And this time in the Ancestor Land, the Lord probably gained more than we’ve seen," the elder twin sister explained.

This was one reason she agreed to carry out the plan.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan looked at Zhu Zhuangshi and casually said, "If you keep bullying the big black dog like this, aren’t you worried that one day it might turn the tables on you?"

Zhu Zhuangshi immediately put on a respectful expression, "Then I, Old Zhu, should bully it as much as possible while I still can. If I don’t bully it now, I might not get the chance once it turns the tables!"

Qi Yuan chuckled, "You’re still the same as ever."

Nowadays, Zhu Zhuangshi followed the path of Tianpeng Marshal.

Qi Yuan noticed that this visualization method involved borrowing power, and while borrowing the power of these gods, their emotions would be amplified, leading them to say things they normally wouldn’t.

Of course, this influence was temporary.

They were still themselves.

What was most intriguing was that when Qi Yuan was visualizing in the mountain, he had conducted a small experiment.

Among the Beidou Four Saints, Tianyou Marshal was actually the deputy marshal.

During visualization, Qi Yuan used his Stellar Gold Elixir to forget the concept of "deputy" and visualized him as the main marshal.

And the Tianyou Marshal in the visualization method turned out to be the main marshal.

That was interesting.

These gods might differ significantly across various versions, including their identities, status, and power.

But the visualization always followed Qi Yuan’s memory.

At that time, Qi Yuan had a sudden idea—what if he made something up from scratch?

Unfortunately, it didn’t work.

So, visualization wasn’t pure imagination; it needed a foundation in reality.

Qi Yuan looked at Zhu Zhuangshi, "You don’t need to join today’s one-day plan. I have another task for you."

Zhu Zhuangshi was thrilled.

The Lord was giving him special treatment!

"Lord, please feel free to give Old Zhu any orders!" Zhu Zhuangshi said excitedly.

He smugly looked at Shi Chongshan and the big black dog on the ground, as if to say, "See? This is what it means to be the favorite."

Half a day later.

In one of the Ancient Gods Alliance’s strongholds.

Rain continuously fell as a man in white hurried in, his face full of anxiety.

Pushing open the door, he entered the hall, bringing a blast of cold air. The three Venerables inside looked at him with mixed emotions.

"What’s going on?" asked Venerable Wanshan, frowning.

"Lord, those ancient gods have killed another new god. Today, all the evil gods in the three cities nearby were slaughtered!" the man in white reported urgently.

This should have been good news, but his face was full of worry.

"Who are these ancient gods, and why are they so strong?" Venerable Wanshan asked.

Venerable Wen Yang shook his head, sighing, "Sigh, while it’s satisfying to see them slaughtering evil gods, their actions will drag Feng Country into war. It won’t be long before the evil god’s camp retaliates, sweeping through Feng Country. Our hard-earned stronghold may be collateral damage, and the people of Feng Country... will likely suffer a bloody massacre."

"Why be so pessimistic, Venerable Wen Yang? Even if they didn’t step up to kill the evil gods, do you think the evil gods would have spared us?" Dusk Venerable finally spoke up. "No matter what, I respect them for daring to kill evil gods!"

Venerable Wanshan agreed with Venerable Wen Yang, "What a pity. With such strength, why didn’t they lie low, as we in the Ancient Gods Alliance do, planning carefully and thinking of the bigger picture? Sure, they’ve killed some evil gods, but they’re just small fry. This doesn’t solve the fundamental problem of the fallen zone. There are three evil god camps around us. Once their Great Venerables make a move, they’ll have no place to bury themselves!"

Dusk Venerable was infuriated by this.

Someone else was out there killing evil gods, and they were sitting here making sarcastic remarks?

Killing small fry?

You’ve been in the Ancient Gods Alliance for centuries, always talking about the bigger picture, and what have you accomplished? You haven’t even killed a small fry!

"If the evil god camp makes a move, the Ancient Gods Alliance can go to their aid, giving them a hand!" Dusk Venerable declared.

Venerable Wanshan laughed, "Dusk Venerable, you’re being impulsive. Their actions have already exposed them. The evil god’s camp won’t let them go. Once they act, those ancient gods will be dead! There’s no need for us to sacrifice our own people for the sake of some dead men. I’ve just received word that these ancient gods claim to be from Qing Shui Village, under someone called the Origin Heavenly Venerable. Why haven’t I heard of this village? Did they grow strong through some stroke of luck? Sigh, they were too reckless. If they gained such fortune, they should have hidden away. Their impulsiveness is a death sentence. Those fortunes would have been better off in the hands of the Ancient Gods Alliance, where they could be put to better use. They’re wasting the treasures of Fanxin Realm, and in the end, all they’ve done is kill some small fry."

"Hmph! I’m ashamed to be associated with you!" Dusk Venerable could no longer hold back. "If you won’t help, I will!"

Dusk Venerable had met Origin Heavenly Venerable before.

At the time, Origin Heavenly Venerable had invited him to become one of his people, but Dusk Venerable had declined.

Now, it seemed that had been a mistake.

The Ancient Gods Alliance was full of people who were just occupying their positions without doing anything.

Did these people even hear themselves?

Spouting grand ideals, always talking about the greater good and weighing the benefits, yet mocking the ancient gods who dared to challenge the evil gods?

Dusk Venerable swept out of the room.

Venerable Wanshan and Venerable Wen Yang were taken aback.

They were furious at Dusk Venerable’s words.

"A bunch of short-sighted brutes, only knowing how to fight and kill!"

"Why bother with Dusk Venerable? When the god war breaks out, those are the first people who’ll die!"

Venerable Wanshan took a deep breath, looking as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, "It’s all for the realm, for its survival."

"Dusk Venerable is just a second-step Venerable. If he leaves the Ancient Gods Alliance, he’s nothing." Venerable Wen Yang said. But then, in the next breath, his expression changed, "That Dusk Venerable has gone too far! He’s calling for support for Qing Shui Village!"