My Core is the Boss-Chapter 153.1: Lord Great Wisdom, A True Prodigy

The atmosphere of the Divine Flower Society forum was solemn and heavy.

Thirty seconds of silence for the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

The Blood-Clothed Sword God may be gone, but his soul lives on!

Thinking back, when I was little, the Blood-Clothed Sword God even carried me once...

True feelings still exist in this world. For the Blood-Clothed Sword God, I will abstain for three days!

When Qi Yuan logged in and saw these posts, his face turned green. "Hey, I'm not even dead yet, and you're already holding a funeral for me?!"

He was speechless. Apparently, everyone believed he would be defeated by the Bright Palace. If that were the case, it was still somewhat understandable.

After some thought, he made a post using the Blood-Clothed Sword God's account.

Good News from The Blood-Clothed Sword: the Bright Palace has been Destroyed, and Justice has Ultimately Triumphed over Evil!

Since the “Blood-Clothed Sword God" was trending, he had to put his own name in the title to ride the wave.

No sooner had the post gone up than replies flooded in.

└Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God, you are still alive?

└The Bright Palace has been destroyed?

└Did the falling sun today mess with my mind?

└This isn't a fake Blood-Clothed Sword God, is it?!

A presumably dead man posting from beyond the grave caused the Divine Flower Society forum to explode.

Members of the Divine Flower Society were spread across the Canglan World, hence news of the Bright Palace's destruction hadn’t yet reached them. Many people knew nothing about it.

To them, the Blood-Clothed Sword God challenging Bright Palace was a guaranteed loss. How could they not be shocked when he won?

Fox Den Xiao Li secretly deleted her mourning post for the Blood-Clothed Sword God before replying.

└Senior, I knew you would definitely win this battle!

The forum erupted in shock, breaking into jubilant celebration.

Outside the forum, the news also slowly spread across the Cuiyun Continent.

Someone commented with a question.

└Senior, how exactly did you win?

Many others were also puzzled and curious. How had the Blood-Clothed Sword God defeated the Bright Palace?

Quite a few Violet Palace cultivators were also paying close attention to this question.

Qi Yuan embellished freely, mixing truth with falsehood.

└At the time, the Bright Palace used the Emperor Dragon Shock Crown, and the Grand Palace Master unleashed the God's Finger. I thought I was going to die, but then I remembered the countless people standing behind me in support. So I went to some big shots in the Divine Flower Society and borrowed Immortal-Pill Golden Core, Million-Core Golden Core, Nine-Turn Golden Core and even a Star Golden Core... Countless Golden Cores fell, summoning even the sun itself, and the Bright Palace was annihilated.

After all, he was only a Star Golden Core cultivator, unable to compare to a perfect Heavenly Dao class cultivator. Hence, he had to conceal his strength and hide his trump cards.

Everyone who was following the post fell silent. No one had expected such an answer.

└So the sun in the sky was summoned by a big shot? ...Is this even real?

Some fell silent, some doubted, and others joked their way into the truth.

Qi Yuan responded seriously.

└Of course it's real. When the Divine Flower Society's big shots make a move, clouds gather. I'm just a small fry. If not for borrowing the Star Golden Core from a big shot, I might already be dead.

Even if he was using his own things, couldn't that still be called borrowing?

***

At the same time, in the Eastern Lands, within a cave abode.

A golden-robed man stared at the contents of a jade slip, silent. He had left after witnessing half of the battle, concluding that Blood-Clothed Sword God would lose. Who would have expected such a complete reversal?

The white-haired old man beside him asked, "Do you think what he said is true?"

Recalling the blood-red figure he had seen that day, the golden-robed man said slowly, "I had watched him from afar. Judging from his monstrous blood qi, he must be a demonic giant who has slaughtered millions. I did not sense any divinity on him, so he couldn't possibly be a Yin Spirit. Still, summoning the sun is far too terrifying. Aside from that legendary figure, who else could raise a divine throne among the heavens and illuminate all realms?"

Deep fear filled the golden-robed man's eyes as he mentioned the figure. He didn’t even dare speak that person’s name.

Hearing this, the old man's heart sank as well. That figure is unspeakable.

"Rather than believing he summoned the sun, I'm more inclined to believe he had help. When he slew Venerable Ye Qiong’s envoy, he mentioned Lord Wind. If it were Lord Wind, it would make sense. Nevertheless, with the great calamity approaching, all Yin Spirits refrained from acting if they could. They have to preserve their strength. Why would Lord Wind intervene?"

"Rather than believing that stingy old fellow took action, I'd rather believe the Blood-Clothed Sword God summoned the sun himself," the old man said with a chuckle.

As an elder of the Seeking Dao Palace, he was of the same generation as Lord Wind, and the two had known each other in their youth. Unfortunately, one became a Yin Spirit, while the other was still struggling in the late stage Violet Palace realm. No one knew Lord Wind's temperament better than him.

The white-haired old man lamented, "Haa... You came back too quickly. We should recruit a powerhouse like the Blood-Clothed Sword God. His strength is even greater than Wutian's."

Wutian was among the top tier of late-stage Violet Palace cultivators in the Seeking Dao Palace.

The golden-robed man couldn't help saying, "Even if he survived, he has offended Venerable Ye Qiong terribly. He's going to die soon."

The old man said cheerfully, "If he can destroy the Bright Palace, why can't he kill Venerable Ye Qiong?"

The golden-robed man rolled his eyes. "The Bright Palace only possessed a damaged Yin Spirit artifact. How can they be compared to Venerable Ye Qiong?"

"And how do you know?" the old man kept beaming. "Someone who can easily wipe out the Bright Palace, can't he also slay Venerable Ye Qiong? What a pity, I can't get away recently. Otherwise, this old man would certainly go and meet this Blood-Clothed Sword God."

***

Qi Yuan was basking in everyone's praise, feeling light and buoyant. Then, a comment caught his eye.

└Blood-Clothed Sword God, I heard that on your way to the Bright Palace, you killed the envoy of Venerable Ye Qiong?

Qi Yuan replied.

└Yes, I killed her.

Seeing his answer, some people were confused, as they didn't even know who Ye Qiong was.

However, within the Divine Flower Society, big shots abounded. Daring to kill a Yin Spirit's envoy?! Big Boss, you're truly fierce! Senior, you'd better leave the Eastern Lands quickly!

Everyone following this thread was stunned.

Fox Den Xiao Li stared at the screen, dumbfounded. No one had told her that he offended a Yin Spirit?! She had just commented that she and the Blood-Clothed Sword God stood together, defeating all enemies, too!

She went berserk, tugging at her own hair. "Waaah, I'm never coming back to you again!"

However, she thought about how she had gotten close to the Blood-Clothed Sword God, and how others now called her Sister Li. In the end, she couldn't help herself. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Qi Yuan looked at the comments and replied again.

└His envoy threatened me, claiming he would kill me. I could only strike first. If Venerable Ye Qiong is also so blind, then I'll let him know why the sun is so red!

When the Divine Flower Society cultivators saw this reply, they were utterly shocked. The Blood-Clothed Sword God wasn’t just offending Venerable Ye Qiong anymore, but outright provoking him!

└Senior is too savage!

└Senior, please take care!

Qi Yuan casually glanced at the comments, then switched accounts. He checked the Four Divine Flower Emperors group chat.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Good news for everyone! The Hundred-Day Plan to Destroy the Bright Palace has been completed ahead of schedule!

Rogue Immortal: Big boss, 666!

Iceberg Empress: I told you. Qiyuann Sovereign is no ordinary man!

They both showered him with praise.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Where's Great Sun Flame Emperor?

One less person praising him just didn't feel right.

Rogue Immortal: He was here a few hours ago, but later he said his old man was looking for him, and he didn't show up again. It’s probably something urgent. Based on my years of experience, he probably offended his old man and got thrown into confinement.

Qi Yuan felt a little disappointed.

Qiyuann Sovereign: I see.

Iceberg Empress: Qiyuann Sovereign, my sisters made nearly ten million spirit stones thanks to you. They all want to thank you in person.

Qiyuann Sovereign: It's a small matter, there's no need to go that far.

Regardless, Iceberg Empress was as domineeringly as ever

Iceberg Empress: Not meeting is the right choice. If those slutty girls saw you, they'd probably strip you naked on the spot.

Rogue Immortal gulped hard. He also wanted to be stripped naked by fairy sisters...

Iceberg Empress: One sister's family runs the Seven-Tone Pavilion. She says that if you go there to have fun in the future, everything will be free.

Rogue Immortal: Seven-Tone Pavilion?

Rogue Immortal was practically drooling with envy. That was something even more high-end than the Cloud Court. Didn't that mean Qiyuann Sovereign could freeload forever?

Qiyuann Sovereign: I don't lack any of that. What I lack most right now are cultivation techniques. The more and the higher the grade, the better.

He had no interest in freeloading; only cultivation techniques truly mattered. He had once sought out his white moonlights, hoping to loot them, but they were too old and feeble. Eradicated under the sun, they left no techniques or inheritances. Even the Bright Palace Headquarters had been dragged into the void world. In short, his long-anticipated techniques were gone, and he had to look elsewhere.

Iceberg Empress snorted when she heard that.

Iceberg Empress: Leave it to me. I'm going to squeeze some oil out of them today.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Thank you, Sister Iceberg Empress. I'm logging off now, the Eastern Lands Prodigy Battle is about to begin. I need to work harder. It'll be embarrassing if I can't even make the top twenty. Oh, right, when the Great Sun Flame Emperor comes online, remember to tell him for me that I lived up to expectations and wiped out the Bright Palace.

Rogue Immortal saw this and was completely dumbfounded.

Rogue Immortal: Qiyuann Sovereign, you're still participating in the Eastern Lands Prodigy Battle?

The person who annihilated the Bright Palace is going to take part in the Eastern Lands Prodigy Battle? Playing house, are we?

The Eastern Lands Prodigy Battle had an age limit. Participants could not be over two hundred years old. Qiyuann Sovereign had to be at least a thousand years old, right?