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

At the core of Molo Sacred Tower.

Brilliant lights shone all around, and countless cave dwellings filled the area.

Within these cave dwellings, numerous Yin Gods were either in secluded cultivation or refining pills.

The closer one got to the core, the stronger the experts residing in these cave dwellings became.

The dwellings closest to the central one were all occupied by mythical-level experts.

These dwellings were arranged like a honeycomb.

At the very center was the cave dwelling of Yang God Mozhi.

Qi Yuan looked up, glancing at the stars above.

“Fortunately, the Gate of Myriad Principles isolates everything. Otherwise, if Yang God Mozhi had merged with his star sovereign position, the entire Molo Clan would know he was in a fight.”

Unlike Yang Gods who faced great tribulations, Yang God Mozhi, who illuminated the heavens and had his own sovereign star, could draw the power of his star during battle. This would significantly boost his strength.

However, when his star was activated, it would shine brightly.

Any attentive Yang God Celestial Sovereign could detect this phenomenon.

Moreover, if a Yang God Celestial Sovereign were to perish, the projection of their star would gradually dim and eventually extinguish.

That’s why Qi Yuan had left a fragment of Yang God Mozhi's soul intact.

When Qi Yuan arrived at the entrance to Yang God Mozhi’s cave dwelling, he paused.

Ahead of him was a thin barrier, marking the core area of Molo Sacred Tower.

This barrier was connected to the creation treasure of the Molo Sacred Tower.

Without the permission of a Molo Clan Yang God, other Yang Gods wouldn’t be able to enter.

“Grandson, come out. I’m here to grab your blanket and toothbrush,” Qi Yuan muttered.

Of course, he only whispered this to himself, allowing just a trace of Yang God Mozhi's soul to brush against the barrier.

Having passed the verification, Qi Yuan swaggered into Yang God Mozhi's cave dwelling.

“Such a pity—all the good stuff is destroyed,” Qi Yuan sighed, but he didn’t dwell on the loss for too long. Awaiting him was the treasure trove of Yang God Mozhi’s residence.

“Wow, so many treasures! As expected of my shining moonlight!” Qi Yuan marveled at the sight.

There were all kinds of magical artifacts and precious pills, each of immense value.

One particular pill could incite a bloodbath among all the cultivators within Molo Sacred Tower.

But Qi Yuan wasn’t interested in these material treasures.

He prided himself on cultivating through his own efforts and intellect, rarely relying on external aids like pills.

“Not bad, dozens of divine techniques—equivalent to dozens of stellar-grade golden cores!” Qi Yuan's eyes gleamed with excitement.

He was especially interested in the cultivation techniques.

“My moonlight’s so rich, it’s too good to be true!”

“It’s a shame that moonlight is unattainable love. If only my moonlight loved me back and gave me everything…” Qi Yuan sighed.

Places like the Buddha Kingdom were much more generous, directly gifting Qi Yuan every divine technique they had, without hesitation.

But Qi Yuan also understood that the essence of a "shining moonlight" is its unattainable nature.

If his moonlight truly loved him and gave him all the techniques he desired…

How could he bear to kill it?

He would feel guilty, wouldn’t he?

“The only downside is that two of these techniques overlap with the ones Buddha Kingdom gave me.”

After clearing out all the techniques, Qi Yuan’s eyes fell on a corner of the room.

“Sky-passing Jade!”

His eyes lit up again.

[Sky-passing Jade: Capable of breaking through obstacles and reaching the Nine Heavens.]

Five pieces of Sky-passing Jade fell into Qi Yuan’s hands, and his eyes sparkled with joy.

“I can finally ascend to the upper realms.”

In the Black Abyss, one could only hope to earn a piece of Sky-passing Jade after working for ten thousand years.

But here, he had acquired five pieces all at once.

“However, I can’t ascend immediately.”

Ascending from Molo Sacred Tower would mean entering the battlefield at the Abyss.

If someone suddenly ascended, it would draw attention from all sides.

Qi Yuan was planning to sneak in, which was dangerous.

“Fortunately… I have this!”

Qi Yuan’s gaze landed on an official decree, his eyes deep with thought.

This decree came from the Molo Clan’s Elder Council, instructing Yang God Mozhi to report to the upper realms for duty.

In the upper realms' Abyss, the Molo Clan was currently at war with Moon God Palace.

The Molo Clan had nearly twenty Yang Gods stationed there—one-third of their total power.

“A month from now, I’ll take Yang God Mozhi’s place and ascend. Then I can continue setting traps up there.”

“But before that, I need to catch more fish down here!”

At present, Qi Yuan’s identity was highly sensitive.

If his whereabouts were exposed, it might provoke the one from Taihuang Palace to hunt him down.

He had no idea how powerful a Supreme Truth Yang God was, so he wasn’t confident about facing the one from Taihuang Palace head-on just yet.

So, for now, he needed to keep a low profile.

“A Supreme Truth Invitation?” Qi Yuan’s eyes fell on a piece of paper, his gaze filled with curiosity.

Immediately, a flood of information surged into his mind.

“All Yang Gods are invited to attend?”

“Can I, as a Purple Mansion cultivator, join in on the fun?”

“It doesn’t seem like they’ve explicitly banned Purple Mansion cultivators from participating!”

Qi Yuan was quite intrigued by this Supreme Truth Symposium.

As the name suggests, it was a gathering for all Yang Gods to discuss the Dao.

At the peak of the Great Heaven level, Yang Gods could sit before the Supreme Truth Wall, contemplating their own path and striving to comprehend Supreme Truths.

Supreme Truth-level experts could also use this opportunity to reflect on their path and potentially break through to the Grand Supreme Truth Realm.

Of course, this was all an ideal scenario.

Breaking through was extremely difficult.

Otherwise, there would be more Supreme Truth experts appearing over the years.

The last one to ascend to the Grand Supreme Truth Realm was the Great Sun Light Buddha of the Buddha Kingdom.

However, the Great Sun Light Buddha perished as soon as he appeared.

This incident left the Supreme Truth Society with a deep grudge against the one from Taihuang Palace.

“Why does the Supreme Truth Society only invite Yang Gods? Can’t Purple Mansions comprehend Supreme Truths as well?

Ah, such prejudice!” Qi Yuan sighed.

In reality, there seemed to be no rule saying Purple Mansions couldn’t comprehend Supreme Truths.

Now that he had an invitation, he decided that if time permitted, he would join the gathering and see if he could comprehend a Supreme Truth or two.

“Alright, time to keep setting traps and fishing for more targets!”

After thoroughly looting the place, Qi Yuan left a decoy in the form of an inflatable doll posing as Yang God Mozhi, and his figure disappeared.

The fish needed to keep biting.

There were so many moonlights to take advantage of—how could he let them go to waste?

He only had a month, so he had to hurry!

…

In the Miro Realm, Qi Yuan leisurely feasted on fish.

Jiang Lingsu wore a playful, adorable green dress.

This made Qi Yuan sigh inwardly.

She had already conquered the seductive path—why switch to the cute path now?

At that moment, an ugly old woman appeared, her expression sour as she rasped, “Have you seen Ji Buping?”

Qi Yuan focused on his meal, ignoring her.

Jiang Lingsu didn’t even look up as she meticulously picked out fish bones.

This dismissive attitude made the ugly old woman fume with frustration.

She was a Mythical-level expert—once she accrued enough merit, she would be able to ascend to the Sixth Heaven and gain the qualification to illuminate the heavens.

At that point, she would become a core member of the Black Abyss.

So, facing Qi Yuan, she had no patience for disrespect.

A powerful pressure swept across the area, as if the old woman was about to teach Qi Yuan a lesson.

Qi Yuan, still eating his fish, felt helpless.

Did he have the face of someone who should be bullied?

He didn’t even have a face made for mockery.

Why did this ugly old woman keep coming to hassle him?

That’s right, this wasn’t the first time she had asked him about Ji Buping.

Each time, Qi Yuan would use the Great Forgetfulness Sutra to make her temporarily forget about Ji Buping and why she had sought him out.

But the old woman had a poor memory—every two days, she would return like a persistent NPC, asking the same thing again.

Qi Yuan was law-abiding and never harmed the innocent. He couldn’t just kill her, right?

“Has no one told you that when asking someone for help, you should be polite?”

Qi Yuan felt disappointed.

Before arriving here, he had imagined the Immortal World would be a place of perfect moons, sweet air, and courteous people.

It turned out he had been delusional.

Even the female cultivators here passed gas.

The air in the upper realms wasn’t sweet everywhere.

As for courtesy... it was pretty average.

“Has no one told you that when facing a superior, you should show some respect?” the ugly old woman retorted.

“He’s my concubine—he doesn’t need to respect anyone here in the Fifth Heaven!”

Suddenly, a woman in a purple robe with two horns on her head appeared, a playful smile on her lips.

Seeing this woman, the ugly old woman’s face changed, and she quickly retreated several feet.

She glanced at the purple-robed woman, her expression dark and uncertain, clearly intimidated, before finally turning and leaving.

“Concubine, wasn’t I cool?” the purple-robed woman said, hands on her hips, looking triumphant.

Qi Yuan glanced at her with a helpless expression. “Horned Sister, I’m not your concubine!”

“Oh right, I forgot—you’re not my concubine yet!”

“Thanks for helping me out,” Qi Yuan said politely.

After all, Horned Sister had introduced him to Black Abyss and landed him the job with free room and board.

This time, she had also helped chase away the old woman.

“No big deal.” The purple-robed woman’s face lit up with barely contained excitement. Clearly, something good had happened recently. “Want to go to the Sixth Heaven with me?

As long as you’re willing to be my concubine, I’ll make sure you live the good life—fine food, luxury. Anyone who bullies you, I’ll take care of them!”

After obtaining the Morning Star Beast, her cultivation had surged once more.

This time, when she returned to the Black Abyss, she planned to break through to Yang God status.

So, naturally, she was in a great mood.

Before, although she had noble blood and enjoyed the treatment of a Yang God, she wasn’t truly a Yang God.

Now, with her impending breakthrough, she was feeling on top of the world.

Qi Yuan’s eyes brightened. “Really?”

He had an audacious plan in mind.

“Of course!”

“Would you allow your concubine to have wives?” Qi Yuan asked.

For the sake of his grand plan, he was willing to swallow his pride!

The purple-robed woman blinked in surprise, then grinned at Qi Yuan. “Normally, no. But for you, I’ll allow it.

Now, pack up and let’s head to the Sixth Heaven.”

“I have a powerful enemy. Could you help me take care of them?

If you can deal with them, I’ll gladly become your concubine!” Qi Yuan said softly.

After all, who said concubines had to be intimate?

He still had his freedom of choice.

If Horned Sister tried anything inappropriate, he could always accuse her of assault.

“A powerful enemy? Just tell me, and I’ll make sure they’re taught a lesson they won’t forget!” the purple-robed woman said, brimming with confidence.

“Hmm, they’re a bit strong.” Qi Yuan studied the purple-robed woman, a bit skeptical.

He guessed her strength was probably at the peak of the Mythical level.

But since she was so confident, maybe she had hidden strength and was actually a powerhouse?

“Why are you dithering like some delicate maiden? Just tell me who it is!” The purple-robed woman scolded him, full of swagger.

“Don’t generalize about maidens!” Qi Yuan retorted before continuing, “My enemy is… the one from Taihuang Palace.”

“Taihuang Palace?” The purple-robed woman froze, then asked, “Which one? Don’t tell me it’s a Yang God?”

Taihuang Palace was strong, but Black Abyss wasn’t afraid of them.

Besides, Taihuang Palace was vast, with many members.

“It's a Yang God.”

The purple-robed woman swallowed hard.

This was a big problem.

“The strongest one.”

The purple-robed woman stared at Qi Yuan with wide eyes. “I didn’t expect you to be so bold. How about… I become your concubine instead?

That guy—even my ancestors wouldn’t dare offend him!

How did he become your enemy?

Did your ancestor flip over like a turtle basking in the sun and get roasted to death by the Great Sun?”

Qi Yuan sighed in disappointment. “It seems you’re afraid of him.”

The purple-robed woman rolled her eyes. “Who wouldn’t be? The Great Sun Light Buddha was insanely powerful, and he still got killed by him!

Even the Supreme Truth Society holds a grudge against him, but they don’t dare do anything.”

“It seems I can’t be your concubine after all,” Qi Yuan said, crestfallen.

The purple-robed woman’s expression shifted several times before she finally asked, “Are you really enemies with him?”

“A deep grudge,” Qi Yuan replied seriously.

They were already mortal enemies.

The purple-robed woman glanced at Qi Yuan. “I suggest you find another enemy.”

She knew Qi Yuan’s bloodline was extremely rare, giving him the right to enjoy Yang God-level privileges within Black Abyss.

But to take on the one from Taihuang Palace—this guy had guts as big as Yang God Ten Suns!

“Sigh, it looks like I’ll have to rely on myself!” Qi Yuan said solemnly.

The purple-robed woman couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’ll be waiting for good news. If you manage to take down that one, I’ll be your concubine!”

Of course, she didn’t believe it.

After all, while Blood Robe hailed from a sacred land in the Second Heaven, Taihuang Palace was a sacred land in the Sixth Heaven.

Futuo Mountain, while renowned in the Second Heaven, only boasted one Heaven-tier Yang God.

Not to mention Taihuang Palace—they didn’t even have the status to provoke the Molo Clan.

“Blood Robe, Taihuang Palace is in the Sixth Heaven. The one from Taihuang Palace isn’t someone a Second Heaven Yang God can challenge!” the purple-robed woman advised.

As for why Qi Yuan had a grudge with the one from Taihuang Palace, she didn’t bother asking.

“Yeah, no worries.” Qi Yuan didn’t elaborate.

He felt like his life was too difficult.

Normally, when a cultivator ascends, they would first arrive in the First Heaven and work their way up, gradually facing stronger enemies.

But for him, his enemies were in the Sixth Heaven right from the start.

The jump was too vast.

“Sigh, I wish I could just go back to the First Heaven and become a mountain king,” Qi Yuan lamented.

The purple-robed woman chuckled. She then leaned closer to Qi Yuan and asked in a low voice, “Can I have a drop of your blood? I’m really curious about your bloodline.”

“No,” Qi Yuan refused.

How could he give his blood to anyone so casually?

The purple-robed woman wasn’t surprised by his refusal.

At their level, giving away one’s blood so easily was like asking to die.

“What a shame. I guess the only way to figure out your bloodline is to take you to meet my ancestor,” the purple-robed woman sighed.