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

Chapter 311: The World of Death Aura

Blood mist floated in the air, dampening Han Qianyun's forehead.
He touched his forehead, and his hand came away covered in blood.

At this moment, he looked at Qi Yuan more seriously, a bit dazed: "My wife?"

"Yes, your wife. Alas, I was too rough, and your wife couldn't handle it. What a pity. You should collect some remnants, as a keepsake," Qi Yuan said casually.

Blood mist filled the air, but not a single drop landed on Qi Yuan. The blood-red sword had vanished, and he stood in that space like an otherworldly immortal.

However, the words of this immortal seemed somewhat mad, difficult to comprehend.

At this moment, the injured Yu Xiu struggled to get up. He looked at Qi Yuan with a look of reverence in his eyes, "Thank you, my lord, for saving my life!"

Yu Xiu's head was still buzzing, a bit shaken.

Qi Yuan's gaze fell on Yu Xiu, "Can you tell me… about the hidden maps?"

"I…" Yu Xiu looked puzzled.

This lord, almost akin to a deity, didn’t know…

"My lord, my name is Yu Xiu. This matter cannot be explained in a short time. When the curse ends, this place will collapse as well. Next time I emerge, I will seek you out and explain everything to you."

Yu Xiu spoke quickly because he sensed he was about to be sent back.

His body began to turn transparent, and then… vanished.

The entire space also collapsed at this moment.

The environment around Qi Yuan and Han Qianyun reverted back to the alley from before.

Han Qianyun held his head, still not fully awake.

Especially after waking up, his head was dizzy, as if he had been hit by a massive attack.

He felt as if everything was just a dream.

He looked at Qi Yuan, his mind chaotic, "Just now… did we enter some special space? Was it just my imagination?"

He doubted whether he was having a mental breakdown, hallucinating.

After all, his current state was not good—his head felt heavy, and he was light-headed.

Of course, this condition was actually because Qi Yuan had shouted him awake.

"Your wife’s remnants are still on your head, how could it be a fantasy? Or do you want to be a scumbag and not take responsibility?" Qi Yuan said with a slight smile.

...

The weather was gloomy, with raging winds.

Inside an ancient fortress were clusters of cramped buildings.

The fortress walls were carved with various strange creatures.

There were terrifying giant fish with six pairs of wings, and dignified creatures with lion faces and human bodies.

In the clearing in the middle of the fortress, a sudden spatial fluctuation appeared, and a figure fell from the sky.

After about a dozen seconds, four people gathered in the clearing.

"Yu Xiu? Weren't you supposed to be on leave in the real world, breaking the curse? Why are you back so soon?"

"And what happened to your wounds? Are these… injuries from the executioner Fu Mos?"

The two men and two women present all looked at Yu Xiu in surprise.

Only a tall woman with braided hair looked worried.

"There were some unexpected changes while breaking the curse." Clearly, Yu Xiu didn’t want to tell these people everything.

"Sigh, we are about to be sent out on a mission, and now… you're injured. What are we going to do for the next mission?" A burly man showed a complicated expression, eyes filled with concern.

The others looked worried as well.

Currently, the five of them formed a small team. An injury to one of their main fighters greatly affected their mission.

At this point, a skinny man spoke up, "Forget about the mission; we might not even start it before our fortress falls."

Hearing this, the expressions of the others changed slightly.

The fortress was their shelter, protecting them from outside invasions.

However, recently, the number of completed tasks from the fortress had decreased.

The blood array that powered the fortress was weakening, becoming less effective.

The terrifying monsters lurking in the darkness might soon break through the blood array of the fortress.

When that happens, the residents of the fortress could suffer heavy casualties.

And they would be reduced to wanderers, living in constant fear for their lives.

"That monster is at the Martial King level, stronger than the executioner Fu Mos. Our small fortress cannot withstand it!" The braided woman also looked worried.

"Who knows what the higher-ups are planning." Someone sighed.

At this moment, Yu Xiu clutched his wound, "Sister Nana and I will go back to heal first, no more talking."

The braided woman didn’t hesitate; she picked Yu Xiu up and carried him on her shoulder, heading toward the cramped rooms of the fortress.

Back in the room, after confirming there was no one around, Yu Xiu let out a sigh of relief.

An Liangna's face was filled with anxiety, "Yu Xiu, what exactly happened to you?

Is this wound from the executioner Fu Mos?"

An Liangna's face seemed to have ten thousand questions.

She was very close to Yu Xiu and knew his strength better than anyone, aware of his trump cards.

She knew that if Yu Xiu was being executed, he definitely wouldn’t leave so easily.

"Nana, do you think there could be anyone in the real world capable of killing Fu Mos?" Yu Xiu recalled the scene he saw in the execution space and couldn’t help but ask.

"Impossible. Fu Mos is at least at the Martial King level. In large missions, it counts as a major boss. In the real world, there are only mortals." An Liangna clearly didn’t believe that anyone in the real world could kill Fu Mos.

Yu Xiu heard this and was silent for a moment before he said, "Fu Mos was killed with a single sword strike by someone in the real world…"

He explained to An Liangna what had happened when he tried to read Qi Yuan’s fortune and the events that followed.

After listening, An Liangna looked shocked, "How is that possible!"

In the real world, bloodlines have limits; there wouldn’t be a Blood Martial Artist.

Without Blood Martial Artists, how could anyone contend with Fu Mos?

"And, according to you, he didn’t have any death aura, so he’s clearly not from our world." An Liangna was completely baffled.

"I heard that there have been some big changes in the real world, which might be related," Yu Xiu thought of something and said slowly.

"Big changes?" An Liangna was silent for a moment, then continued, "No matter how strong the real world is, so what? This is…"

Hearing this, Yu Xiu also fell silent.

Yes, An Liangna was right.

No matter how strong the real world became, it couldn’t affect them.

Here, they could only rely on each other and their comrades.

...

In a hotel in Longtai City.

In front of Qi Yuan was a large screen.

On the screen, Robot Zero One was smiling.

“Today, I recorded three videos… Yesterday’s revenue… Bought wedding candies… The cat shed 572 hairs…”

It continued to report its work to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan nodded, showing approval.

“What about the information I asked you to check on the Mad Dragon Martial Master, the Blood Compass, and such?” Qi Yuan continued to ask.

This was what he was most concerned about right now.

It was related to the path to becoming the Spirit Martial Master.

It also concerned breaking through the limits of martial arts.

“There’s no information on the Mad Dragon Martial Master or the Blood Compass.

But through searching, I found information about Blood Luo Island.

Blood Luo Island is located deep in the Zhongya Ocean. 1,700 years ago, an earthquake occurred in the Zhongya Ocean, causing Blood Luo Island to sink into the sea and disappear without a trace.”

“An island from 1,700 years ago? Can you still find its exact location now?” Qi Yuan asked.

If he could find it, he’d go dive and take a casual look.

“There is too little information; it’s impossible to find it.” Zero One looked troubled, as if unable to solve Qi Yuan’s problem was a painful matter.

However, Zero One continued, “Master, regarding Yu Xiu and the image you provided, I searched through a lot of information and checked global surveillance footage backups. I finally found some information.

Yu Xiu was from An County in Qin Yuan Country. He… died in a car accident 34 years ago.

According to his age, he would be 50 years old now.”

“Dead?” Qi Yuan was surprised.

Suddenly, he remembered the term “death aura” that Yu Xiu had mentioned.

“Does that mean, to enter the place where Yu Xiu was, one has to die?”

Qi Yuan pondered this possibility.
“Does this mean I have to commit suicide to complete the Spirit Martial Master quest?”

Thinking about it, Qi Yuan quickly shook his head.

He had a mental illness certificate, but he wasn’t actually insane.

He couldn’t bring himself to commit suicide.

However, thinking about how yesterday he had entered that hidden space using Han Qianyun's bloodline, didn’t it mean that if his own bloodline concentration reached the standard, he could also enter similar hidden spaces?

“Looks like I still have to be a diver and catch mutated sea monsters in the ocean.” Qi Yuan thought to himself.

The blood essence from the witch cult was a mix of many things. Consuming it would indeed improve Qi Yuan’s martial arts cultivation and talent.

But in reality, taking too much of it would be counterproductive.

“It’s time to change clothes and go out traveling.”

This time, he would stay in Tianyue City for about a week before starting the Martial Arts Tournament.

During this week, he planned to visit some martial arts sites.

Like Wu Yunting, which is engraved with various martial arts traces.

Yesterday, when they left, Han Qianyun had promised to accompany him to Wu Yunting as his guide.

A free guide is not to be wasted.

About an hour later.

Qi Yuan appeared outside Wu Yunting.

After three months of growth, his hair had grown quite long, giving him the appearance of a handsome ancient-style man.

Han Qianyun saw Qi Yuan, his face filled with excitement. He waved frantically and ran over, “Mr. Qi.”

Han Qianyun had returned home last night with a headache and went to sleep.

When he woke up, he was clear-headed and very excited.

Clearly, Qi Yuan was… the person who had destroyed the Wuguo military camp with a single sword strike.

A legendary… all-powerful cultivator.

No wonder yesterday, when Han Qianyun was worried about the revival of the Immortal Dao and the demise of martial arts, Qi Yuan was not the least bit concerned.

He was a cultivator; why would he be worried?

Martial arts must just be a toy, a way to experience life.

How should one deal with a cultivator?

Han Qianyun asked himself this morning.

Without any hesitation, he knew the answer.

Suck up!

Maybe if he sucks up well enough, Mr. Qi will reward him with a fantastic wife.

That would be a huge win.

“You’re carrying a lot of bags; you’re well-prepared,” Qi Yuan commented casually.

“To be Mr. Qi’s guide, I must be fully prepared!” Han Qianyun said enthusiastically.

“Isn’t Wu Yunting closed? I see some people standing guard outside,” Qi Yuan scanned around and noticed a warning line around Wu Yunting, with several black-suited bodyguards nearby.

“Wu Yunting is free and open to the public. It’s probably some rich second-generation who booked the place. It’s no big deal; I’m also a rich second-generation. Small issue.” Han Qianyun replied casually.

Such scenes were very common in Qin Yuan Country.

Ordinary citizens were used to it and had no objections.

After all, as a joke goes, the debt of gratitude to the nobles can never be fully repaid, even in a lifetime.

Let’s be realistic, does having objections do any good?

On television, in textbooks, and even in the constitution, there was no pretense.

The Seven Martial Star Families even have immunity from the death penalty.

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to use privilege like this?” Qi Yuan was a bit hesitant.

He had never used his privileges.

For instance, when he was in the Canglan Realm, if he wanted to access a sect’s library, he could have used his privileges to force those people to open the library.

But he didn’t use his privileges. Instead, he relied on his strong personal charm and the hospitality of some sect members.

Whenever he visited, they would open the library.

“How about I use my personal charm to persuade them?” Qi Yuan thought about using the same approach he had used in the Canglan Realm.

“Leave this small matter to me!” Han Qianyun patted his chest and promised.

He was just about to look for the person in charge when a voice suddenly came.

“Young master, you’re here?” An elderly man, looking like a butler, approached, his face filled with joy.

“Uncle Wang, what are you doing here?” Han Qianyun looked puzzled, “Is my big brother the one who booked Wu Yunting? Great, he can open a back door for me; I have a friend who wants to go too!”

Surprised that it was his family, Han Qianyun felt this was even easier to handle.

At that moment, a group of people approached.

Leading them was a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman with exotic features.

The middle-aged man saw Han Qianyun, his eyes showing a hint of surprise. He then turned to the woman beside him and said, “Princess Huansha, this is my younger brother Han Qianyun. He’s a martial artist at the peak of martial arts.

You’re interested in martial arts, aren’t you? My brother can be your guide and explain Wu Yunting to you.”

Princess Huansha was a princess from Liulis Country and had come to Longtai City in Qin Yuan Country for a visit.

Han Qianyun’s elder brother, Han Kang, was responsible for accompanying her and ensuring her safety.

Now seeing his brother here, Han Kang simply decided to have his brother accompany her.

Han Qianyun, hearing this, was a bit speechless, “Brother, I’m already accompanying a friend.”

He said this and then looked at Princess Huansha, “I apologize, Your Highness, but I’m unavailable today.”

Accompanying a princess from a small country or a cultivator?

Is there even a choice?

Of course, it’s the cultivator!

Can a princess give him a fantastic wife?

Obviously not.

Han Kang, hearing his brother, looked slightly surprised.

Although his brother was always a bit lax, he wouldn’t make mistakes on important matters.

In front of him, his brother had never refused his orders.

Today, his brother refused him in front of him.

Han Kang was already displeased.

“This friend of yours… is he from the martial arts circle?” Han Kang looked at Qi Yuan, “How about this friend comes to Wu Yunting tomorrow? I’ll have my brother accompany you then.”

Han Kang’s words carried an unquestionable tone, exuding the dominance of a superior.

“I’m already here today; why should I come tomorrow? Is Wu Yunting your family’s property? Why don’t you come tomorrow?” Qi Yuan was unwilling.

Before Han Kang could respond, a man with gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a secretary, spoke.

“Wu Yunting… actually is part of our family’s property.”

Qi Yuan froze at this, caught off guard.

“This…”

He felt a bit unhappy.

In this game, he was always limited.

He had already decided that when he got rich, he would buy Gongxing outright.

Then, in situations like today, he could retaliate confidently.

“What, Wu Yunting is your family’s property? Sorry, but Gongxing is mine.”

Unfortunately, Gongxing wasn’t his yet.

He was just a small, weak, and helpless player, getting bullied, heavily ridiculed, and not daring to fight back, standing there like a lackey.

At that moment, Princess Huansha’s eyes showed a hint of interest, “Are both of these gentlemen martial artists? I’ve always admired your country’s martial arts.

How about this young woman joins these two in touring Wu Yunting? What do you all think? Also, since we’re all young, it’ll be more relaxed to play together.”

Princess Huansha’s proposal caused a stir.

Han Kang was momentarily taken aback, then, after some thought, he said, “That’s fine.”

The others had no objections either.

Anyway, Wu Yunting was under their control.

With good security measures outside, there would be no problem.

Han Kang looked at Han Qianyun and Qi Yuan, his tone stern with a hint of pressure, “Once inside Wu Yunting, make sure to protect Princess Huansha and don’t let anything happen to her.”

Han Qianyun looked at Qi Yuan, a face full of embarrassment, “Mr. Qi, what should we do?”

“Doesn’t matter, after all, it’s their property.” Qi Yuan was also quite helpless, feeling his own weakness and helplessness.