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

Chapter 222: What is the Lord of the Stars Compared to This?

"Heavenly Lord!"
"Lord!"

The many ancient gods and thousands of villagers all turned to Qi Yuan.

Venerable Huanghun’s breathing quickened slightly.

Venerable Shenlei looked at Qi Yuan, but this time, he didn’t speak rashly.

"This time, I’ve visualized quite a few divine techniques in one go."

After the Foodless Holy Mother had eaten her fill, or rather after the Heaven Pillar had been restored, the visualizations from the Visualization Mountain returned to normal.

Qi Yuan used up all the demonic god’s spiritual energy he had, visualizing many powerful divine techniques.

Every ordinary villager received one.

Wei He stood among the crowd, her young face set in determination.

Her brother, Wei Ting, had visualized the Giant Spirit God, becoming incredibly powerful.

She also wanted to visualize a powerful god, to gain great strength and repay the Origin Heavenly Lord.

"You sixty, step forward," Qi Yuan said, waving his hand. Sixty villagers, including Wei He, were separated from the group.

The ancient gods watched with curiosity, wondering what level of divine techniques these ordinary villagers would receive.

Wei He stood up straight, her small frame brimming with resolve.

"The divine techniques you will receive are for the Sixty Jiazi Gods."

Qi Yuan waved his hand, and sixty divine techniques floated in the air.

The ancient gods, who had been filled with anticipation, were stunned.

Because…

"Legendary!"
"Sixty legendary techniques!"
"How is that possible?"

"I want a legendary one too!" one of the ancient gods cried out.

After all, a rare-level divine technique was incredibly valuable to them.

Above the rare level were epic, and above epic were legendary.

They didn’t dare dream of a divine myth, but they had small hopes for a legendary technique.

And now, the Origin Heavenly Lord had casually handed out sixty legendary techniques.

How could they not be shocked?

When Qi Yuan had once revealed twenty-one legendary techniques at once, it had shaken the entire Fanxin Realm.

But now… sixty in one go!

Venerable Shenlei’s nose almost twisted in envy. He could hardly contain his jealousy.

"The Sixty Jiazi Gods are also known as the Tai Sui. The Tai Sui is the ruler of the year, and each god governs a specific year," Qi Yuan explained.

The sixty divine techniques fell into the hands of the sixty villagers, their faces lighting up with excitement.

Wei He held the Jiazi technique, bowing deeply to Qi Yuan.

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord, for your gift!"

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"

"Hurry up and start visualizing, and quickly break through to true godhood."

Qi Yuan then turned to the remaining villagers, waving his hand again. Suddenly, a thousand more glowing divine techniques appeared.

The villagers were completely stunned.

The ancient gods were also utterly dumbfounded.

Because these divine techniques… none of them were below epic level, and the majority were legendary.

"The Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits, the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends!"
"The Twenty-Four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department!"
"Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!"
"Clairaudience and Clairosmia!"
"The Gourd Brothers!"

These thousand divine techniques encompassed a wide range, even including some at the divine myth level.

The ancient gods’ eyes gleamed with greed.

"I sensed it—a legendary technique aligned with my path!"

"How can there be… so many powerful gods!"

"Even a divine myth might not create a legendary-level divine technique…" one ancient god said, his voice trembling with disbelief.

The divine techniques behind these visualized gods were so powerful that they could easily dominate the Fanxin Realm!
Some ancient gods began to have terrifying thoughts.

Venerable Huolian’s eyes rippled with emotion as she recalled the day when the great sun had hung in the sky.

The Heavenly Lord… must be a Lord of the Stars.

And not just any Lord of the Stars.

Even among the Sun Gods, there were vast differences in power.

"Quickly visualize and break through to true godhood.

One day, I hope to lead a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to rampage across the land!"

Qi Yuan said, feeling quite pleased with himself.

He couldn’t help but think of the golden-furred monkey he had slain in the North Sea God’s Eye.

After killing their prodigy, the Ancient Ape Clan had yet to make any move against him.

Could they be plotting something?
If so, he might as well follow in the footsteps of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and lead a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to their doorstep.

That should be enough to flatten the Ancient Ape Clan, right?
The villagers were deeply moved, each eagerly taking their divine technique to begin their cultivation.

The thirty ancient gods watching all had red eyes.

Those divine techniques were making them extremely envious!
Not just a few of them—all of them!

Such powerful divine techniques, given to ordinary villagers, seemed to them like feeding pigs with divine nectar!

"This is too… wasteful," one ancient god couldn’t help but say, his voice trembling slightly.

"How is it wasteful? They’ve been following me for so long. Even if they haven’t made great contributions, they’ve at least worked hard. What’s wrong with giving them a bit of a reward?" Qi Yuan said casually.

Besides, it wasn’t just a reward.

After all, these people would become his foundation, fighting for him in the future.

The ancient god fell silent, and Venerable Shenlei was also speechless.

These villagers had barely been with the Origin Heavenly Lord for a year, let alone a century.

And that was considered a long time?
Qi Yuan’s actions, if seen by people from Blue Star, would make them think he was a crazy, money-throwing fool.

But once that money was thrown on them, suddenly he wouldn’t be a fool—he’d be a benefactor!

At that moment, both the villagers and ancient gods looked at Qi Yuan with similar feelings.

Then, Venerable Shenlei spoke up with difficulty, "Actually, those legendary thunder techniques… I found them quite suitable for me."

Venerable Shenlei hinted at Qi Yuan.

After all, among those thousand divine techniques, there were over ten legendary ones and nearly a hundred epic ones.

Each one made Venerable Shenlei’s heart burn with desire.

He was worried that Qi Yuan had already exhausted his supply and had nothing powerful left for him.

Qi Yuan smiled. "This time, I specifically chose a particularly powerful one for you."

This time, he had visualized several exceptionally strong divine techniques.

For Venerable Shenlei, the strongest was the Lord of the Thunder Department in the Heavenly Court!

As the head of an entire department, how could his combat power be comparable to that of a mere divine myth?
In Qi Yuan’s understanding, the blood-red stars in the sky were nothing compared to him.

Among the many Star Lords in the Heavenly Court, not one of them could have a true form weaker than an ordinary Sun God.

Let alone a top figure like the Nine Heavens Responding Thunder General, who was in a league far beyond.

"A powerful one?" Venerable Shenlei said, filled with anticipation.

"You thirty all have one," Qi Yuan said.

The twenty-one ancient gods from the Ancient Gods Alliance, the eight from the ancestral land, and Venerable Shenlei—each one had a divine technique prepared for them.

Since his true god power was running low, he had been particularly careful in selecting these thirty.

His goal was to maximize their combat strength.

He only had one more chance to go back in time.

Venerable Wangsong looked at Qi Yuan, trembling inside.

Her usually composed twin sister couldn’t stay calm either.

"These are prepared for you!"

Qi Yuan waved his hand, and thirty divine techniques floated in the air.

The crowd froze.

Even though they had seen over a thousand epic and legendary techniques before, their breathing still quickened when they saw these thirty divine myths.

Divine myths!

All of them were divine myths!

And these myths seemed even stronger than expected.

"Venerable Wangsong, yours is the Imperial Teacher Chi Songzi, an ancient great god. Do not let his name be tarnished."

"Venerable Huanghun, yours is the Water God Emperor who resolves disasters!"

"Venerable Chifeng, the Water Virtue Star Lord, who commands all the waters of the world!"

"Yours is the Water Star!"

"You two sisters—one will have the Sun Star Lord, and the other, the Moon Star Lord!"

…

"And you… the Southern True Emperor of All Blessings."

…

"Venerable Shenlei… the Nine Heavens Responding Thunder General!"

Qi Yuan distributed the thirty divine myths as if they were cabbages, handing them out in a flash.

The ancient gods who received the divine techniques immediately delved into them with their consciousness.

Countless pieces of information flooded their minds.

Their expressions ranged from joy to shock to confusion.

Their consciousness briefly returned to the present, and they all looked at Qi Yuan.

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord, for bestowing these techniques!"

Qi Yuan looked at the thirty ancient gods, his eyes filled with expectation.

"I hope you can all become great venerables!"

A divine technique is essentially borrowed power.

The first time it’s visualized, the effects are strongest, and the growth is greatest.

A legendary-level technique could allow a True God in the first step to break through multiple divine orifices at once.

A divine myth’s technique was even more terrifying.

Take Zhu Zhuangshi, for example. The technique he visualized was for the Grand Marshal Tianpeng.

He had already reached the third step of ascension, just a breath away from becoming a great venerable.

And that was with him starting from a Nascent Soul.

If he had been an ancient god, he might already be a great venerable by now.

These thirty ancient gods had received techniques perfectly aligned with their paths, making the first-time boost even more effective and fearsome.

Especially Venerable Shenlei, Qi Yuan had high hopes for him.

Venerable Shenlei was only in the fourth step of ascension.

With a technique from such a top-level god, breaking through several minor realms in one go wouldn’t be a problem.

"Everyone, keep working hard. We still have a day left. While the Heaven Pillar stands, keep cultivating."

With that, Qi Yuan vanished.

The thirty ancient gods stood there, stunned.

Venerable Zanghun’s eyes lit up with excitement as he turned to Venerable Shenlei. "Haha, the lord didn’t give me just any divine myth this time.

Venerable Shenlei, I’ll show you what it means to look at someone with fresh eyes after three days!"

Venerable Zanghun had borrowed the phrase from Qi Yuan. He had heard Qi Yuan say it once and had memorized it.

Now, he was feeling quite proud of himself. The divine technique he had received was for the Earth Star Lord.

The Earth Star Lord was one of the Nine Star Lords.

Just by briefly interacting with the technique, Venerable Zanghun had already realized that this was no ordinary divine myth.

The Origin Heavenly Lord must have seen his exceptional potential and chosen such a powerful divine technique for him.

But Venerable Shenlei was fully immersed in his divine technique and couldn’t be bothered to respond to Venerable Zanghun.

After all, the technique he had received… just from one glance, he could sense its terrifying power.

Compared to the Thunder Ancestor, what was the Sun Holy Saint in the sky?

Venerable Zanghun continued to boast, "The lord’s true form must be a Lord of the Stars, a powerful Yang God.

And the technique I’ve received must be from one of his most powerful subordinates, half a step above even a Yang God!"

Venerable Zanghun was practically floating.

"Little Earth Star, dare to be so arrogant?" the younger of the twin sisters scoffed. "I’m the Moon Star Lord, the lord’s first general!"

The Star Lords knew there were nine of them, but they didn’t know who was who.

Each believed themselves to be the strongest.

"No, I’m the lord’s most powerful general!" another ancient god argued.

He believed the god he had visualized far surpassed any ordinary divine myth and wasn’t even threatened by the Sun Gods.

At that moment, a usually silent ancient god spoke up. "The Lord of the Stars… is nothing."

The other ancient gods turned to look at Zhuge Yan, their eyes sharp.

"The god I’ve visualized is the Southern True Emperor of All Blessings, one of the Ten Emperors.

An ordinary Lord of the Stars wouldn’t even have the right to enter my domain."

Zhuge Yan’s words left the other ancient gods in stunned silence.

A Lord of the Stars… that’s already no ordinary Yang God.

But Zhuge Yan said an ordinary one wouldn’t even qualify to enter his domain.

And this was just one of the Ten Emperors.

What kind of unimaginable power did the other nine Emperors hold?
The ancient gods were all speechless.

Then, one of them spoke up, "A Lord of the Stars is indeed nothing special. The god I’ve visualized is a Lord of the Stars, and not an ordinary one at that."

The others gasped.

Venerable Zanghun, who had been so proud of his Earth Star Lord technique, couldn’t take it anymore. "So none of you have ordinary divine myths?"

Not just ordinary—his seemed to be the weakest.

The joy he had felt earlier had evaporated.

It’s sad enough when your own efforts seem weak, but it’s even more painful when your friends are much stronger.

At that moment, Venerable Shenlei opened his eyes, lightning flashing within them.

"Today, I’ll show you what it means to reach the myth realm in a single day!"

Venerable Shenlei was filled with confidence.

The Nine Heavens Responding Thunder General was the lord of all thunder!

The insights this divine technique had given him were immense.

He was confident he could reach the divine myth in just one day.

The other ancient gods all turned to look at Venerable Shenlei, their hearts filled with awe.

"Reaching the myth realm in a single day—is this even a divine myth technique?"

…

At the top of the Heaven Pillar, in the bamboo house.

The red-dressed woman sat surrounded by various fish.

She cradled a bowl of fish in her arms, her eyes blank.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, and a glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes before quickly fading away.

She spoke to the empty air in front of her.

"Qi Yuan, I’m hungry."

Qi Yuan looked at the weakened Foodless Holy Mother, his eyes filled with guilt.

"That’s on me; I visualized too much." He couldn’t use his spiritual senses to examine the Foodless Holy Mother, but just by looking at her, he could tell she was very weak.

He glanced at the fish, not hesitating to let blood drip from his fingers—pure, transparent blood that fell onto the fish.

Qi Yuan’s body suddenly shuddered, and his face grew even paler.

Using so much blood at once was hard even for him.

The Foodless Holy Mother stared at the fish, her eyes glowing as if she were looking at the most delicious meal in the world.

But instead of eating immediately, she looked at Qi Yuan. "How do you do it?"

"Secret," Qi Yuan replied without hesitation. "Eat slowly, and I hope that by the time I leave, your body will be fully healed. Otherwise, I’ll feel guilty."

Qi Yuan never liked owing anyone anything.

The Foodless Holy Mother said nothing, her eyes growing cold again as she slowly ate the fish.

After some time, she set down her chopsticks, lowering her head as if deep in thought. Finally, she whispered.

"We’ve met by chance. When you leave, let me know, and I… I’ll see you off."