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

Chapter 77: A Dog Game, and You Still Want to Stab Me?

The sword light, blood-red and dragon-like, rampaged across the battlefield. To the onlookers, the black-robed guards, who seemed like gods and demons, were powerless under Qi Yuan’s sword.

Qi Yuan glanced at the waning moon in the sky.

“Not even elite monsters, no experience, what a bad luck.”

Moon Girl looked up at the imposing figure beside her, her eyes reflecting the crescent shape of the moon.

The sword, like a blood dragon, continued its slaughter. The powerful and mysterious black-robed guards fell one after another.

With the sword sheathed, Moon Girl held the scabbard carefully.

Qi Yuan said, “Let’s move to the next place.”

Before leaving, Qi Yuan intended to wipe out all the minions of the extraterrestrial demons on Earth.

After all, it’s a game—kill the small monsters first, then the big ones. Isn’t that the routine?

In Kunwu City, with its walls towering nearly twenty feet high, suddenly a sword light descended from the south into the city.

A mocking voice followed: “This sword only kills the top villains and nobles, only slaughters the emperors!”

The voice echoed throughout the city, reaching everyone’s ears.

Many people were confused, some were shocked, others were delighted, and some were furious.

An old man in Kunwu City, rising from the bed of a young girl, showed an angry expression. “Who dares to be so bold?”

The answer was a blood-red sword light.

“Ah!” The young girl, unclothed, screamed as she saw the old man’s head fall to the ground.

Meanwhile, the sword light ravaged Kunwu City, causing many heads to roll.

The entire Kunwu City was instantly thrown into chaos.

At that moment, a burly man turned pale. “Da Lang! The city lord is dead!”

The chubby man’s eyes widened upon hearing this.

Just then, the mocking voice rang out again: “From today onward, the edict of filial piety is abolished. Respect the elderly, but also love the young, everyone, and oneself.”

As the words finished, the blood-red dragon-like sword flew out of the city.

The chubby man looked up, showing a puzzled expression. “This voice sounds familiar.”

He suddenly remembered the faceless man he had encountered while queuing outside the city.

Could it be...

A terrifying thought arose in his mind.

Outside Kunwu City.

The sword was sheathed again.

Qi Yuan looked down at the petite Moon Girl. “How much have you mastered now?”

“N... Ninety percent.”

“Still a bit short, huh?” Qi Yuan pondered. “Can’t have you end up like Chenxiang. Let’s move to the next city.”

For seven consecutive days, the entire Hundred Cities Alliance was thrown into chaos.

A faceless swordsman, accompanied by a young girl with a sword, traversed the Hundred Cities.

In each city, the sword came out like a dragon.

All the emperors and nobles in the cities were slaughtered.

Once, a beggar, seeing the faceless swordsman slaughtering the minions of extraterrestrial demons in a city, asked the sword-wielding girl from a distance, “How much have you learned?”

The girl, head bowed and holding the hem of her dress, replied, “Ninety percent.”

Other heroes in different cities also witnessed the same scene from afar.

They called the faceless swordsman the Faceless Sword God and the girl the Ninety Percent Girl.

After seven days, Qi Yuan and Moon Girl had traversed one hundred thirty-seven cities in the Hundred Cities Alliance and thirteen sites of the Ten Thousand Tombs.

The number of those slain was countless, but the blood flowed like rivers.

On the last day, Qi Yuan stood in the final city, his hands on his hips, unsure of what a worthy opponent was.

“How much now?”

“... Ninety percent,” Moon Girl said cautiously but firmly.

Qi Yuan sighed, “I’ve already wiped out all the minions of the extraterrestrial demons on Earth.

He should be reacting soon. Saying ninety percent again is unfair.”

Moon Girl fell silent, looking at Qi Yuan with a pleading expression on her face. “Can you... wait three hundred years before killing the extraterrestrial demons? By then... I’ll still be holding the sword for you.”

“Is it the Dog Eating the Moon?” Qi Yuan looked at the moon and then at Moon Girl. “No matter how fun a game is, you can’t play it for three hundred years, right?

Yue Nu said nothing, looking at Qi Yuan with stubbornness.

“Let’s go back to July Lake. It’s time for me to leave.” Qi Yuan took Moon Girl’s hand, and they disappeared into the vast snow.

July Lake, the shimmering lake was gone.

What remained was thick ice, covered with snow.

Qi Yuan sat again on the cold snow, looking at the young girl, and said slowly, “Rest for the night. I’ll leave tomorrow.”

Yue Nu looked at Qi Yuan, silent.

After Qi Yuan closed his eyes, Moon Girl turned and went back to the wooden house.

At this moment, on the Seven-Colored Peak, Qi Yuan exited the game.

He walked out of the thatched cottage and went to Jiang Lingsu’s house.

“Junior Sister.”

“Senior Brother, what’s the matter?” Jiang Lingsu, who seemed to have just bathed with damp hair, asked.

“I’m preparing to build my foundation. It will take three to five days at the shortest, or as long as a year or more.

If anyone looks for me during this time, please let them know.”

“Ah?” Jiang Lingsu was somewhat confused. “Building a foundation takes so much time?”

“Junior Sister, I’m preparing to build the Heavenly Dao Foundation, so it naturally takes longer,” Qi Yuan said seriously.

Jiang Lingsu was speechless.

Heavenly Dao Foundation? In your dreams.

Moreover, building a Heavenly Dao Foundation probably doesn’t even take that long.

She suspected that Senior Brother was likely cultivating some secret technique.

With Senior Brother’s strong combat power, it was probably related to cultivating various powerful secret techniques.

“Alright, don’t worry, Senior Brother. I’ll keep an eye out.” Jiang Lingsu said, then suddenly thought of something. She asked, “Senior Brother, will you not starve to death while cultivating secret techniques?”

Qi Yuan was speechless. “The spirit stones you gave me are still with me. How could I starve to death?

A proper cultivator starving to death would be too disgraceful.”

Jiang Lingsu felt that Senior Brother might actually be able to die of starvation.

Qi Yuan gave a few more instructions and returned to his room.

He looked at the kitchen knife in the yard, bent down, and tied the rope around its neck. “I won’t be tying it anymore. During my retreat, you need to keep watch.”

The knife seemed to shiver, as if in agreement.

Qi Yuan went inside and set up a few small formations using the jade slips he brought from the Black Mountain Sect.

He re-entered the game.

Cold snow fell on his face. He opened his eyes to see a small, red, freezing hand gently brushing the snow off his shoulder.

“Sir... you’re awake?” Yue Nu looked at Qi Yuan as her little hand withdrew.

She was afraid she might have woken him.

“Hmm.” Qi Yuan gazed at the vast white snow and exhaled a cloud of breath.

Moon Girl felt warmer next to him. She looked at Qi Yuan and asked, “Will you be killing the extraterrestrial demons tomorrow?”

“Yes.” Qi Yuan nodded.

Moon Girl’s expression hardened. “After tomorrow, I will leave the Yuehuang Clan. I want to train hard and help you, to kill the extraterrestrial demons together!”

“Don’t make promises, and don’t set up expectations for yourself.” Qi Yuan patted Moon Girl’s head.

Moon Girl was somewhat confused but nodded and said, “Please wait a moment.”

She went to get the fish soup she had made.

Before Sir left, he needed to drink a bowl of the fish soup she had personally made.

Yue Nu hurried into the house.

Qi Yuan watched Yue Nu’s retreating figure and looked at the ancient Qi Chuan Tree.

The ancient Qi Chuan Tree was now covered with thick snow, and some branches had hanging icicles.

“Northland scenery, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.”

Qi Yuan couldn’t help but recall this line and the author of the poem.

He then remembered another line.

“Great ambitions are realized through sacrifice; daring to make the sun and moon change their course.”

He looked at the vast world and suddenly murmured, “This world is indeed as beautiful as Jinli said.

And I am a player... I can clear NPCs without sacrifice.”

The sound of footsteps approached, Yue Nu came running with a bowl of steaming fish soup.

She moved quickly, treading on the snow, which crunched underfoot.

The soup’s heat wafted onto her little face as she ran.

If she were nearsighted and wearing glasses, she might not be able to see the path.

“Walk slowly, don’t fall,” Qi Yuan said, with his back to Yue Nu.

Yue Nu looked at Qi Yuan, holding the full bowl of soup.

Suddenly, a sharp silver line descended from the sky, aimed directly at Yue Nu. It moved with great speed, seemingly intending to fish her away.

Yue Nu, still holding the bowl, had her feet lifted, floating in mid-air, unaware of the line from the sky.

Qi Yuan’s sword was still lying on the snow.

He sat on the stone, watching the snowflakes fall on his hair tips.

The fishing line was sharp and fast, piercing through flesh without even a drop of blood.

Yue Nu’s bowl fell.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the figure next to her, tears seemingly forming in her eyes.

Qi Yuan swiftly grabbed her around the waist with one hand and reached towards the sky with the other.

The fishing line passed through his arm.

Looking at the line, Qi Yuan suddenly laughed out loud. “Haha, Dog Game, I knew it! At times like this, you would definitely stab me!

I was prepared.

On the surface, I was admiring the snow, but actually, I was watching every direction, waiting for you to stab me!

Hmph, the corpses under the ancient Qi Chuan Tree have already stabbed me. Do you want to stab me again?”

Qi Yuan roared.

The treasured sword was drawn, and the power of level 99 erupted completely at this moment.

Qi Yuan no longer pretended or acted.

Having eliminated the minions, he was ready to face the game’s final boss.

The powerful sword finally revealed its fangs without holding back.

“Break!”

Qi Yuan shouted.

The sword clashed with the fishing line.

There was no powerful shockwave, just a calm encounter.

Crack.

The supposedly indestructible flesh line was severed by Qi Yuan’s sword.

Blood flowed from the line.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan laughed loudly. “Is that all?”

He took out a wooden hairpin from his chest pocket.

It was a hairpin he had meticulously crafted in Tianjue, originally meant as a gift for Jinli upon their meeting.

Unfortunately, he never got the chance.

He handed the hairpin to Moon Girl. “It’s called... ‘Seeing You’ (Ru Jian Qing). Help me keep it and give it to...”

He wanted to say ‘a woman named Jinli.’

But then he thought, he didn’t know which time period Jinli belonged to.

“Put it in a suitable place. Everything will follow its fate.”

He finished speaking and sheathed his sword.

Holding the sword with one hand, a drop of blood trickled down from his left hand.

Yue Nu took the wooden hairpin and carefully hid it away.

She looked at Qi Yuan and seemed to realize something: "Sir... May I still hold the sword for you?"

Qi Yuan didn't answer; only the howling north wind could be heard.

No answer was the answer.

Yue Nu looked stubbornly at Qi Yuan. She looked at his injured arm and seemed to make an important decision.

"Sir, wait a moment."

She finished speaking, moved close to Qi Yuan's arm, and bit down on the wound pierced by the fish line.

In that brief moment, a wound that even Qi Yuan couldn't heal with his own abilities began to close up with Moon Girl's saliva.

A crescent moon mark appeared on the original wound.

Moon Girl's face turned pale, and the moon in her eyes also dimmed, but there was a brilliant smile in her eyes: "Sir, does it hurt anymore?"

It seemed to even dispel a bit of the winter's chill.

Qi Yuan looked at the mark on his hand and thought of Xiao Jia.

They were both so understanding, both so understanding that it was heart-wrenching.

He forced a smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

With his words, he vanished into the vast snowstorm.

Moon Girl looked at the empty snowfield, standing there, lost in thought.

……

"Is this the Land of the Absolute?"

Qi Yuan opened his eyes and saw a door.

"Xiao Jia?"

He called out.

No response.

"Looks like killing the final boss is my job alone. Others can't come here at all."

When entering the Land of the Absolute, Qi Yuan felt that he had lost contact with Xiao Jia.

The mark on his chest had also disappeared.

Only a faint crescent mark remained on his left hand.

"That's fine too."

Xiao Jia was always clumsy, tripping over things as she walked.

Now, Qi Yuan, holding the great sword, was almost the same as when he first entered the game.

The difference was that he was now at level 99.

The experience pool still contained a vast amount of experience.

But he hadn’t leveled up.

Before Qi Yuan was a massive bronze door.

The bronze door, weathered by time, was covered in rust.

"Open sesame." Qi Yuan said casually.

Unexpectedly, the bronze door opened in response.

An expansive world appeared before Qi Yuan.

The world in front of him had no land, no trees, and no clouds.

It seemed as if he were in mid-air.

However, a sun hung above the sky.

"Is this the Land of the Absolute?"

Qi Yuan stepped into the Land of the Absolute.

A heavy and cold voice rang out: "Trespassers in the Land of the Absolute shall be killed without mercy!"

Qi Yuan looked and saw a golden-armored man standing in the void far above the sky.

His face was resolute, with sharp lines, like a sculpture.

His imposing figure, with a tiger’s back and a wolf’s waist, in golden armor, appeared even more majestic, and his eyes carried endless authority.

“Celestial… Golden Armor?”

Qi Yuan instantly recognized the Celestial Golden Armor.

He was the husband that the mother of Xiao Jia had waited for a thousand years.

He was also the crush that the Flower Burial Fairy had always sought but never attained.

He was also the God who swept through the Six Realms and the Lord of the Four Divisions of the Divine Court.

Yet now, he was merely a puppet, a gatekeeper of the extraterrestrial demons.

Qi Yuan looked at the Celestial Golden Armor and took a step forward: “Even if you’re Xiao Jia’s father, my father-in-law, you can’t plagiarize my lines.

What you just said was a copy of what I taught to Moon Girl: ‘Those who cross this sword shall be killed without mercy.’”

The Celestial Golden Armor looked at Qi Yuan, his tiger eyes devoid of any emotion.

He said nothing, only took a step forward towards Qi Yuan.

“You don’t speak, could it be that you want to say that all the world’s writings are plagiarized, or that our words come from a dictionary and don’t count as plagiarism?”

Qi Yuan casually remarked.

The Celestial Golden Armor walked towards Qi Yuan and drew his long sword from his waist.

“Ah, angered by embarrassment, starting to fight when unable to win an argument!”

Qi Yuan also drew his sword.

“Even though Xiao Jia and I are having a divorce, we’re still in the cooling-off period.

You are Xiao Jia’s father, so let me personally help you find relief.”

Qi Yuan drew his sword.

Facing Xiao Jia’s father, he still showed respect and personally drew his sword.

Slash.

A streak of blood flashed.

The former Lord of the Divine Court, a man at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm, the strongest man in this world, was decapitated by a single sword strike.

For Qi Yuan, killing a peak Divine Realm being with one sword was nothing.

However, in the next moment, the Celestial Golden Armor that Qi Yuan had just killed revived again, returning to its original state.

Perfectly intact, with no wounds.

Qi Yuan looked at the Celestial Golden Armor and sighed: “Killing him repeatedly, he always revives.

I’m afraid Long Pan, Tong, and Yu would find this level very difficult.”

He swung his sword again and decapitated the Celestial Golden Armor.

But the Celestial Golden Armor seemed immortal.

Each time Qi Yuan killed him, he would quickly revive and then attack Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan frowned: “This is so boring.”

He kept killing without stopping.

After all, it was just a matter of one sword.

Qi Yuan drew his sword, he killed, he revived, he killed again, and revived again.

After about fifty or sixty times, Qi Yuan suddenly roared: “Extraterrestrial demons, come out quickly. This is too dull.

You wouldn’t want me to keep torturing your puppet, would you? Although he can keep reviving, it’s consuming your essence, isn’t it?”

Qi Yuan’s voice, like thunder, echoed throughout the Land of the Absolute.

This time, when the Celestial Golden Armor revived, it no longer approached Qi Yuan.

At this moment, a kind voice came: “Young friend, come to my cave and I will brew tea for you.”

Qi Yuan looked and saw a sage-like old man appear before him.

The old man, with a crane’s hair and a child’s face, looked extremely kind.

If this were in the Canglan Realm, Qi Yuan would definitely have taken him for an accomplished immortal.

But this was the Land of the Absolute.

The sage-like old man gave Qi Yuan an impression that even surpassed that of the level 119 Golden Armor General.

He looked at the old man.

[Hu Shan, Level 119 (Fallen State).]

Qi Yuan did not show any courtesy to the old man but drew his sword: “Extraterrestrial demon, die!”

He used the same sword strike that killed the Golden Armor to strike at the old man.

However, when the sword came down, the old man stood still, unmoving.

He still had a kind smile on his face: “Although I have fallen from the Fifth Realm, I am not a cultivator of the Fourth Realm like you can kill.”

Qi Yuan watched the extraterrestrial demon warily.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Was it because the opponent’s level exceeded his, and the use of their power was more refined?

So, his strongest sword couldn’t harm the opponent? This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Seeing that one strike was unable to affect Qi Yuan, the old man spoke: “Young friend, you repeatedly say that I am an extraterrestrial demon, but in reality, I am not an extraterrestrial demon.

I, along with some like-minded individuals, was invited to this world to save it.

You must have been deceived and misled by treacherous people, taking us for extraterrestrial demons.”

Qi Yuan sneered: “As expected, high-level bosses have maxed out their fraud skills.”

“Young friend, it seems you still do not believe me.” The old man looked regretful and continued, “You should have been to Kunwu City?”

Qi Yuan did not respond. He was contemplating how to kill this extraterrestrial demon.

Moreover, he had a faint feeling that there must be more than one extraterrestrial demon here.

“Young friend, please look.”

The extraterrestrial demon said, waving his hand.

An image appeared in Qi Yuan’s vision.