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

Moonlight Celestial’s attitude had completely shifted from arrogance to respect.
Qi Yuan blinked. "This actually works?"

If it had been earlier, before he comprehended his Supreme Truths, and when he had just arrived at Black Demon Abyss, he would have been worried about not being able to protect Jin Li.

But now things were different. He had the ability to protect himself, enough to bring Jin Li to his side.

"Of course it works!" Moonlight Celestial smiled gently.

Rules could always be bent.

"When you find the time, you can bring Jin Li back to Black Demon Abyss," Moonlight Celestial said kindly.

This made Qi Yuan even more certain that strength was everything.

Although people often spoke of equality, if he had been a nobody in love with Jin Li and wanted to marry the Moon Maiden, Moon Palace would have made sure he understood that "a toad can’t dream of eating swan meat."

But now, the situation had reversed.

"Alright, I’ll pick a good day and bring Jin Li over," Qi Yuan said cheerfully.

Good thing he had already prepared the marriage certificate.

All he needed was to put Jin Li’s picture on it.

The only downside was that no one had thought to move the civil registry office to the Six Heavens.

"Congratulations, Daoist friend," Moonlight Celestial said happily.

At this moment, Qi Yuan thought of something and asked again, "May I have an audience with Moon God Sovereign?"

He wanted to meet Moon God Sovereign to clear up the mysteries surrounding his master.

Moonlight Celestial, still smiling, now showed a hint of concern. "I'm afraid you won't be able to. I haven’t seen Moon God Sovereign in a long time either."

“Oh? What happened?”

"Moon God Sovereign suffered severe injuries and has been in seclusion to heal.
I don't know where she is."

The news of Moon God Sovereign’s injuries had already spread through the Six Heavens and was no longer much of a secret.

Now, even Moonlight Celestial didn’t know Moon God Sovereign’s location.

Qi Yuan frowned. "A Grand Supreme Truth like her… could still be injured?"

Purple Fate Ancestor had once said that it was difficult, almost impossible, to kill or even harm a Grand Supreme Truth.

Without an offensive Creation Artifact, even those of the same level couldn’t inflict any real damage.

How could someone with a Supreme Truth suddenly be seriously injured?

"I don’t know the details," Moonlight Celestial said. "I only know that Moon God Sovereign ventured into a strange land, was ambushed, and gravely injured."

Moonlight Celestial didn't know much more.

“A strange land?” Qi Yuan considered this and found it plausible.

In those mysterious realms, anything could happen.

Some unknown strange lands were even connected to other universes, possibly harboring otherworldly powers—extremely dangerous.

He then asked, “Can we use these strange lands to travel to other worlds?”

Moonlight Celestial’s expression grew serious. “No. If we step into them, we’ll perish."

"Can beings from other worlds enter the Six Heavens through these strange lands?" Qi Yuan asked again.

"Yes, but... most of them are weak," Moonlight Celestial replied.

"Can these beings return to their worlds?"

"No, once they step into the Six Heavens, they cannot go back, just like us," Moonlight Celestial patiently explained.

These details were somewhat secret but not particularly valuable.

Many Grand Supreme Truth cultivators had explored and studied realms beyond the Six Heavens and other worlds.

"It all feels a bit odd... Is it like an incompatible game system?" Qi Yuan muttered to himself.

It was as if characters from a game designed for a Symbian system couldn’t appear in an Android one.

"Game system?" Moonlight Celestial was puzzled, not understanding what he meant.

“Never mind,” Qi Yuan waved it off, not bothering to explain.

After talking with Moonlight Celestial, Qi Yuan gained a deeper understanding of the Grand Supreme Truth realm.

...

The Supreme Truth Forum slowly came to an end.

All the major sacred lands and factions began their return journeys.

Every Grand Supreme Truth who participated in the forum was deeply worried.

The issue of the Lynia Transformation was too significant.

Especially with Taihuang Palace overseeing it. The information needed to be confirmed with their ancestors.

If true, it would be as though the sky was falling.

Every Yang God could sense an impending storm.

Only some of the disciples and young prodigies remained carefree.

"Big Brother Black Sword and all those old folks are gone—time to celebrate!" Purple Fate Xue stood proudly with her hands on her hips.

Due to the Lynia Transformation, Black Sword and the three Ancestors of Black Demon Abyss had returned early to discuss the matter.

As for the younger disciples and prodigies, they couldn’t travel as fast as Yang Gods, so they lagged behind under the guidance of a single Yang God.

Qi Yuan looked at Purple Fate Xue, observing her and her exaggerated antics: “Your… brain works in mysterious ways.”

Purple Fate Xue grinned. “Smart, right? I knew you’d try to make mushrooms grow in my mouth, so I planted them myself to crowd yours out!”

As she spoke, mushrooms occasionally sprayed from her mouth like some chaotic fireworks display.

To prevent Qi Yuan from growing mushrooms in her mouth, she decided to plant them herself.

Qi Yuan was speechless and decided not to argue about it.

Then, Purple Fate Xue whispered, "With the Lynia Transformation approaching, do you think I should hold off on becoming a Yang God?"

If she didn’t step into the Yang God realm, she wouldn’t be trapped in the game and could remain free.

"That’s up to you," Qi Yuan responded lazily, not wanting to judge anyone’s life choices.

Unless, of course, they were enemies.

"Never mind, I can't do that. I’ve enjoyed the offerings of Purple Fate Heaven for so long. How can I run from danger now?" Purple Fate Xue showed a sense of responsibility after all.

"Good for you," Qi Yuan complimented her.

This kind of behavior was rare.

Then, a sudden thought crossed his mind.

Society was progressing too fast.

Even in the Immortal Realm, moral standards were deteriorating.

Back in the day, characters would bring a group of powerful cultivators to break off engagements, embarrassing the protagonist’s family, and forcing the protagonist to shout, "Don’t underestimate the poor!"

Ah, such emotional drama.

But nowadays, these characters would be seen as virtuous—at least they brought pills with them.

Now, as long as someone didn’t break the law, they were considered good people.

It almost felt like, as a villain, if he emerged after moral standards had declined by 500-fold, he might be considered a saint!

“What a shame we missed out on this Supreme Truth Forum,” Ice Sword sighed from a distance.

They had come to observe and were able to be in close proximity to the Wall of Supreme Truths, which was different from just watching from afar.

Being near it allowed them to sense a trace of the Supreme Truth aura, gaining valuable insights that would help them step into the Yang God realm more quickly and go further than others.

But in the end, they weren’t Yang Gods and couldn’t fully interact with the Wall of Supreme Truths.

Who knew when the next Supreme Truth Forum would happen? It might take ages.

“Luckily, Big Brother Black Sword comprehended a Supreme Truth. Otherwise, with the Lynia Transformation, Black Demon Abyss would be in real danger,” a prodigy sighed.

“Do you think Molo Celestial will return to Black Demon Abyss?”

A prodigy’s eyes lit up as they asked.

After all, the Molo clan and Black Demon Abyss shared the same origins.

“That’s wishful thinking. Back when the Molo clan wanted to return to the Six Heavens, we ignored them.
Now, if we beg them to come, they likely won’t.”

These prodigies were well-informed.

After Molo Celestial had comprehended two Supreme Truths, many sacred lands had extended invitations, but he rejected them all.

Molo had even turned down Black Demon Abyss.

This left many Black Demon Abyss prodigies surprised—and a little upset.

It was like seeing a once-poor relative suddenly rise to prominence and no longer acknowledge the family.

“Hmph, no matter how strong Molo gets, he can’t compare to Big Brother Black Sword!
As long as we have Black Sword, we don’t need anyone else!” a prodigy declared.

“We don’t just have Black Sword—we have Blood Robe!” Purple Fate Xue said proudly.

Blood Robe represented Purple Fate Heaven and was the only young prodigy in Black Demon Abyss capable of challenging Black Sword.

The other prodigies laughed and echoed: “Yes, we have Blood Robe.”

Though they were just being polite, inwardly, they didn’t take it seriously.

After all, Black Sword had truly comprehended a Supreme Truth, while Blood Robe was still just a Yang God!

If Qi Yuan knew their thoughts, he would surely correct them sternly.

He wasn’t a Yang God. He was only in the Purple Mansion stage.

...

Suddenly, a deafening roar of thunder erupted above them.

A massive, boiling purple lightning bolt struck their immortal ship.

The steady ship shook violently, and the cultivators aboard sensed the looming danger.

“Huh?” Purple Fate Xue’s eyes widened in guilt. “Could it be... the Black Cloud Blood Rider is cursed?”

“Don’t worry. External lightning storms are common in this area—nothing major,” Ice Sword called out to calm everyone down.

But Qi Yuan squinted. Something was off about this lightning.

At that moment, the Yang God Celestial leading them reached out and caught the lightning in his palm. The once-raging storm became nothing more than a snake of lightning in his hand.

“Just a minor issue. No need to worry,” he smiled, but then his face changed, and he roared angrily:

“You dare!”

Suddenly, the sky was filled with overwhelming blood energy, and every prodigy felt a powerful killing intent descend upon them.

"The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner?"

The prodigies were shocked.

In the sky above, a massive Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner unfurled, covering the heavens.

The entire world was dyed red.

The Yang God Celestial was clearly anxious, reaching out in an attempt to stop the banner.

But in an instant, the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner shook violently.

The immortal ship shattered, and the Yang God Celestial was forced to retreat.

Spiritual energy surged wildly through the world, and the sky filled with explosive noises.

“Be careful!”

“Danger!”

“Activate your shields!”

The air was filled with shouts, anger, and the clashing of spells.

The world was in chaos, and the immortal ship had been destroyed.

After three breaths of time, everything finally cleared.

The booms and bright lights vanished.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner was gone.

All the prodigies were now within the sleeve of the Yang God Celestial, their hearts filled with dread.

A pair of eyes appeared, scanning the inside of the sleeve with a grave expression. “Blood Robe… is missing.”

“What?”

The prodigies, who had been meditating to recover their celestial energy, were shocked.

Blood Robe had disappeared!

The appearance of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner signaled that Ghost Heaven had made a move against Black Demon Abyss.

And now that Blood Robe had vanished, his fate seemed bleak.

The Yang God Celestial’s face darkened.

“The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner is an offensive Creation Artifact. Although this was just a fragment, it still has some of the Banner’s abilities, capable of sending cultivators into strange lands.

Ghost Heaven has only a few of these fragments. Using one means they’ve lost one forever.

To capture Blood Robe, they used a fragment...”

The Yang God Celestial looked deeply troubled. Under his watch, a prodigy had been taken. He was filled with shame and fury.

Then, suddenly realizing something, his expression changed drastically: “If Ghost Heaven dared to act against Blood Robe, they might also target Black Sword!”

His face paled, his mind filled with fear.

The Lynia Transformation had yet to begin, but the Six Heavens were already this chaotic. If this turmoil escalated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He needed to report to the ancestors immediately.

...

In Black Demon Abyss, dark clouds hung ominously overhead.

Suddenly, a furious roar echoed through the abyss.

Purple Fate Ancestor appeared, landing beneath a towering peak with a frantic expression.

"Ancestor Purple Fate… requests an audience with Master!"

His heart was filled with anxiety.

He had just learned that Ghost Heaven had targeted Blood Robe, using a fragment of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner to send him into a strange land. He was in a panic.

A moment later, an old man in black robes appeared, also looking anxious: "Sixth Brother, Ghost Heaven made a move against Black Sword, sending him into a strange land. Master is busy divining Black Sword’s whereabouts and cannot see you."

This black-robed elder was the fourth elder of Black Demon Abyss.

"Fourth Brother, Blood Robe was also ambushed by Ghost Heaven and is missing. Could Master divine his whereabouts? I will personally go and rescue him!" Purple Fate Ancestor was desperate.

As he spoke, he offered the Black Demon Ancestor’s Blood to the fourth elder.

The fourth elder shook his head.

"Black Sword represents the future of Black Demon Abyss. Master won’t waste his energy on other matters.

A Grand Supreme Truth is involved, and Master cannot afford to be distracted.

Please, go back."

The fourth elder politely refused.

His appearance was clearly a sign of their master’s decision.

Master had already known that Purple Fate Ancestor would come and had sent the fourth elder to block him in advance.

Purple Fate Ancestor’s face shifted with sorrow. "Just one breath, one breath is all I ask!"

With Master’s power and the Creation Artifacts he wielded, it would take only one breath to divine Blood Robe’s location and determine which perilous place he had been sent to.

But the fourth elder shook his head. “For every breath wasted, Black Sword’s danger grows.”

Standing before the mountain, the fourth elder seemed like an immovable peak, blocking Purple Fate Ancestor’s path.

Purple Fate Ancestor’s expression grew desolate.

Indeed, he had no right to make such demands of his master.

"I… I understand."

Purple Fate Ancestor looked defeated, as though his spirit had been broken. He seemed like an old man, no longer carrying the aura of a Grand Supreme Truth.

“I only hope… that Blood Robe can survive!”

Blood Robe still had the protective treasures that Purple Fate Ancestor had given him.

If Ghost Heaven didn’t send someone strong enough, he might still have a chance to escape.

Now, all he could do was hope for a stroke of good luck.