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

Chapter 347: The Identity of the Blind Date, Xiao Mei

Xie Tang's gaze immediately fell on a pair of young people.

There was a hint of excitement in her eyes.

After all, the Xuantian Sect had been in decline for too long.

Even in the Fire Spirit Realm, it was difficult to recruit good talents.

Thus, she placed her hopes on this new world.

Finding Wang Zhiqi was an unexpected delight.

Now, seeing two individuals with talents even higher than Wang Zhiqi's, how could she not be thrilled?

Especially since these two were also in Tianyue City.

Tianyue City was Xuantian Sect’s source of recruits!

"Principal, you mean those two?" Wang Zhiqi's eyes lit up with surprise. "What a coincidence! I know them; they’re refugees that Brother Qi Yuan brought back from the Wugui Nation!"

"Oh, who is Qi Yuan?" Xie Tang asked casually, her gaze never leaving the pair.

"He's my neighbor, a good friend of my dad, and the owner of that viral cat. He’s... super handsome! Last time my best friend saw him, she even said she wanted to confess to him! But hehe, when Brother Qi Yuan came back last time, he married a super beautiful wife, and my friend cried her eyes out!"

As Wang Zhiqi spoke, she was animated.

Her best friend was the type who always fell in love.

In middle school, she liked street thugs with motorbikes; in high school, she had a crush on the biology teacher.

She probably would fall in love with a military instructor in college.

"Oh really, he’s quite lucky to have picked up these two promising talents!" Xie Tang didn’t pay much attention to Qi Yuan. Her only concern was the two exceptionally talented mortals.

However, after a while, her expression changed slightly.

"People from the Doushen Sect? Hmph, and the Carefree Wanderer!"

She suddenly noticed someone she very much disliked standing beside the young pair.

It was none other than Jiang Qingjiao of the Doushen Sect.

The other person was a famous rogue cultivator known as the Carefree Wanderer.

This rogue cultivator was powerful, an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, the Carefree Wanderer was performing a spell, making a small bird appear out of thin air in his hand. The bird even held a fresh flower in its beak, looking quite adorable.

"Hmph, what is a friend from the Doushen Sect doing in my Tianyue City?"

After watching for a moment, Xie Tang directly approached with Wang Zhiqi.

She looked at Jiang Qingjiao, her expression unfriendly, and her tone displeased.

When Jiang Qingjiao saw Xie Tang, his eyes flashed with surprise, then turned indifferent: "So it’s the Turtle Star Fairy from Xuantian Sect.

Senior Carefree Wanderer happened to meet these two and wanted to take them as disciples, so I came to take a look.

Oh, as for Tianyue... your junior brother lost to my junior brother, so why can’t I come to Tianyue?"

Jiang Qingjiao's words were full of hostility.

As expected, Xie Tang was enraged by Jiang Qingjiao’s words: "We didn’t lose Tianyue!"

Jiang Qingjiao's smile grew wider: "Since Star Fairy is here, why not have a duel today instead of waiting for another time? Maybe... Tianyue will fall into the hands of our Doushen Sect!"

Xie Tang's face turned ashen.

Jiang Qingjiao was the Holy Son of the Doushen Sect, the strongest of the younger generation.

Compared to him, Xie Tang was much weaker.

Only her senior sister, Xie Xinsu, could overpower Jiang Qingjiao.

Since her senior sister's disappearance, there had been a power gap in the younger generation of Xuantian Sect, making them unable to compete with the Doushen Sect.

Thus, if Xie Tang were to rashly accept Jiang Qingjiao’s challenge, it would be a humiliating defeat.

In the face of this provocation, she could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingjiao's smile widened: "If Senior Carefree Wanderer loses interest and doesn’t want to take these two as disciples, then... it’s our Doushen Sect’s turn.

Unless our Doushen Sect doesn’t want them, only then will you have a chance."

Jiang Qingjiao was confident and domineering, speaking as if he had already won.

Xie Tang was at a loss for words, fuming with anger.

But she understood that Jiang Qingjiao was deliberately trying to provoke her into fighting.

If she lost, it would be a personal humiliation, but losing the sect's recruitment grounds would be unforgivable.

At this moment, Ajie, who had been quiet all along, held his sister's hand and looked at Jiang Qingjiao with determination: "I’ve said before, I won’t take him as my master, and I won’t join this Doushen Sect.

Don’t waste any more time on me, it’s not worth it."

Jiang Qingjiao was slightly taken aback, not expecting a mere mortal to speak to him like this.

Displeasure arose in his heart.

But he hid it well: "Joining us will bring you unimaginable benefits.

Power, wealth, beauty, anything you desire will be at your fingertips!"

"I don’t need those things. My life belongs to the master who saved me," Ajie said firmly.

Not to mention the master's kindness, even the master's strength was far beyond what these petty tricks could compare to.

The master had asked for his blood.

Then his blood belonged to the master.

"Little one, if you take me as your master, you’ll be able to repay your master even better," the Carefree Wanderer said kindly. "But remember, life is meant to be lived for yourself, to be carefree is what truly matters.

Your master saved your life, and his kindness is indeed profound.

But if you follow me and learn, it won’t take you decades to repay him with a mountain of gold."

Ajie still shook his head firmly.

Without Qi Yuan's consent, even the King of Heaven wouldn’t change his mind.

Seeing this, the Carefree Wanderer’s eyes flickered with disappointment.

His patience had run out, and he didn’t like Ajie’s stubborn loyalty, which didn’t align with his philosophy.

"What a pity. It seems we’re not meant to be," the Carefree Wanderer sighed.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingjiao felt pleased.

It seemed it wouldn’t be long before the Carefree Wanderer completely gave up on taking disciples.

By then, wouldn’t these two obediently join the Doushen Sect?

He certainly wouldn’t be as lenient as the Carefree Wanderer.

And if the Doushen Sect couldn’t have them, no other sect would either.

...

White clouds rolled, light rain drizzled, and spring was in full bloom.

Qi Yuan tasted the lips of the young girl, occasionally brushing aside her waterfall-like hair to draw closer. Each time, the golden canary, pretending to be Ning Tao, seemed unable to resist, perched on Qi Yuan’s lap, as if wanting to push him away but also wanting to hold on tighter.

It was unclear how much time had passed when the rain of passion finally subsided. The girl’s lingering thoughts hadn’t faded as she curled up in Qi Yuan’s arms like a kitten, listening to his stories of the Dead World.

"You should have spared the life of the River Xiang Fish Maiden."

"Oh, why?"

"Didn’t you say you wanted to find an awesome wife for Han Xianyun? I think she was pretty awesome."

"...You have a point!" Qi Yuan nodded in agreement.

A fish-headed woman with a pair of jade feet was indeed quite something.

"Next time I enter a mission world, I’ll keep an eye out and see if I can find a wife for Han Xianyun." Qi Yuan was always helpful.

If he encountered someone suitable in a mission world, he’d help Han Xianyun arrange a marriage.

Even though they might be separated by space and time, that wasn’t Qi Yuan’s concern.

If their love was strong, they could meet even across the ends of the earth.

Appearing at the end of the earth was fine, but showing up at the end of the sea might be a bit inappropriate.

Of course, with Qi Yuan as the matchmaker, whether Han Xianyun and his awesome wife met wasn’t something he needed to worry about.

"By the way, I brought back some stones and trees from the outpost; take a look." Qi Yuan held the canary and casually waved, throwing out the scrap materials he had picked up from the outpost.

He wanted the canary to study these.

He wanted to see if the canary could use them to enter the Dead World.

The canary’s expression shifted from the light-hearted playfulness from earlier to a serious demeanor, taking on an aura unique to the Yin God.

After a few dozen breaths, the canary’s eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"The breath of time!"

"Time?" Qi Yuan was also surprised.

Anything involving time or space was usually complicated.

The canary’s divine domain involved time.

Thus, as a Grand Venerable, the canary, relying solely on her divine domain, already stood at a high level among Yin Gods.

As long as a mythical being didn’t appear, she was invincible.

"It’s a very strong breath of time. I... am far from it!" The canary’s voice carried a hint of frustration, even worry.

She was concerned that the Dead World might harbor a terrifying entity, which could be detrimental to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan, seeing the canary’s concern, stroked her nose, "It’s just a game, nothing to worry about."

"Hmph, it’s still frustrating. I want to get stronger, stronger! Ah, why can’t I just swallow a sun whole?"

"Are you trying to steal my business?" Qi Yuan laughed.

"No, I have to focus on my studies. I must crack this and enter the Dead World soon."

The canary said this as she got up, then changed into her school uniform.

She looked full of energy, determined.

Standing in front of the mirror, she examined herself and, through the mirror, looked at Qi Yuan, "Blood Bead, I’m off... to school!"

"Don’t go." Qi Yuan smiled, knowing the canary’s little scheme.

"Ah?" Sure enough, the canary’s face lit up with joy.

"The school was bombed by a bird with dynamite, no need to go." Qi Yuan said casually.

"Is that so? Then I’ll stay." The canary didn’t go to school after all.

Having Qi Yuan back after nearly a year, how could she bear to leave him and go to school?

In this world, nothing was more important than the Blood Bead.

The two chatted, talking about everything and anything.

As night fell, Qi Yuan took out his phone.

"After being away for nearly a year, I wonder if anyone tried to contact me."

The canary was lying in Qi Yuan’s arms, pretending to sleep, her long eyelashes looking lovely.

Of course, Qi Yuan knew she was faking it.

He scrolled through his phone.

Even though he had been away for nearly a year, the number of messages he received could be counted on one hand.

One was an offer to endorse a clothing brand, a women’s brand called Chelsea that was planning to enter the men’s market. They had seen him win the Martial Arts Tournament and thought he had a good image, so they reached out for an endorsement.

The last message was from six months ago.

Qi Yuan didn’t bother replying and deleted it right away.

Besides, the brand name sounded too much like a shoe company.

Another message wished him a happy birthday, from an unknown number.

Qi Yuan was slightly surprised and called out.

"Zero-One."

"Master, Zero-One is here to serve you."

Outside the door, Zero-One stopped playing with the cat toy and stood respectfully.

Seeing the toy fall, Xie Xinsu quickly grabbed the red feather in her mouth, as if afraid someone might take it away.

"Whose number is this that sent me the message? The number is 456..."

Qi Yuan gave the phone number to Zero-One.

"Master, please wait. Zero-One will handle it for you."

Zero-One began operating at full power, gathering all relevant information based on this phone number.

A few minutes later, Zero-One’s voice came back.

"Master, all the information about the owner of this phone number has been packaged and sent to you. Please check."

Qi Yuan quickly opened the file.

The canary, who had been pretending to sleep, leaned over, curious about who sent Qi Yuan the birthday wish.

Seeing the photo, Qi Yuan was taken aback.

"Isn’t this my blind date, Xiao Mei?"

In the photo was a tall woman, quite attractive.

Qi Yuan immediately recognized who she was.

He had met Xiao Mei for a blind date at a KFC in Qin City, and she had even lent him 300,000 yuan.

Xiao Mei was very kind, not only lending him money but also paying for the meal.

"Could she be wishing me a happy birthday to remind me to repay the loan?" Qi Yuan felt a bit embarrassed; he hadn’t planned on returning the money at first.

Now that she was hinting at it, it would be quite socially awkward not to repay it.

"Oh, this is so unfair. Why does a mentally ill person have to pay back borrowed money?"

Qi Yuan complained as he continued reading the woman’s information.

"No wonder she lent you money. She’s the sister of your Innate Seed’s body." Ning Tao said, tilting her head.

The information showed that this woman was in the military, involved in undercover operations against Canxing and other military tasks.

She had another identity: she was the disciple of Qi Yuan’s deceased parents from the Innate Seed’s body.

"She was reassigned from undercover work before I won the championship." Qi Yuan continued reading the information.

It was clear that the Seven Martial Stars family knew about the connection between this tall woman and Qi Yuan, so they transferred her from dangerous work to a cushy, well-paying, and powerful position.

"She even went to the Dead World, and now... she’s become a cultivator?"

Looking at the information, Qi Yuan found his sister’s experience quite remarkable.

Even before their blind date, she was part of the Dead World.

Moreover, unlike others in the Dead World, she, like Qi Yuan, frequently lived in the real world.

Recently, when the Immortal Dao descended, she even managed to join a cultivation sect, becoming a cultivator.

This sister’s background was quite intriguing.

"She’s probably doing a mission in the Dead World now?"

Qi Yuan put down the file, his expression calm.

"She learned cultivation methods and has a variety of means, so she should be fine." Ning Tao commented from the side.

"Yeah, let’s hope her mission takes a while; the interest on 300,000 yuan in the bank would be substantial." Qi Yuan was still a bit pained about the money.

If she returned late, he could delay the repayment and earn more interest.

The canary chuckled, "Let’s hope she meets a Red Staff Demon Butcher who takes her mission target away!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan paused, his expression serious: "If I took away her mission target, wouldn’t that make me a villain?"

"Huh?"

"They’ve been in the mission world for a year. What if their credit cards have overdue payments? What if the debt collectors call their parents and they end up socially dead?"

Qi Yuan was deeply concerned. He always thought things through carefully.