My Core is the Boss

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Qi Yuan led the group from one place to another, slaughtering without pause. Across seven empires, nearly one hundred thousand Moluo soldiers were wiped out, each falling to a single sword strike. Yet he didn’t leave in haste this time. Every time he arrived, he ordered the local emperor to gather all cultivation techniques. After killing the people of the Moluo Clan, he would stay a few hours and wait until the manuals were collected, before moving on to the next empire.

Strangely enough, slaughtering the Moluo Clan made Qi Yuan feel as though he had returned to grinding monsters in a game. With each Moluo Clan member slain, he felt one step closer to reclaiming the Heavenly Dao. The sense of progress was akin to watching a bar slowly fill. It was deeply satisfying.

Now, Qi Yuan had arrived at the seventh empire’s palace, appearing extraordinarily eerie. Even the way Jiang Ya looked at him became strange. She felt like she was standing before a great demon. Xu Tongchen shared the sentiment.

Along the way, True Lord Great Wisdom had once asked Qi Yuan directly, "Senior, your blood aura is terrifying. How many lives have you taken?"

Qi Yuan answered calmly, "I don’t remember. Too many to count."

That reply convinced Jiang Ya even more that he was a great demon. Had such a being appeared elsewhere, cultivators would tremble and mortals would scatter in terror, plagued by nightmares.

Yet what Jiang Ya saw was entirely different from what she had imagined. Mortals, princes, and nobles alike looked at the Blood-Clothed Sword God with reverence and warmth. Though he had saved them, should they truly have been so unafraid? Even if they were merely wearing a façade, fear could not be hidden so completely, yet Jiang Ya saw no sign of it whatsoever. In the blood-soaked Blood-Clothed Sword God, they saw a hero rather than a demon.

The emperor of Wei said, "Senior, these are all the manuals. Even our imperial clan’s secret cultivation techniques are included."

In the hall, the ministers gazed at Qi Yuan with admiration. Jiang Ya even noticed children peeking from behind curtains, gazing at him with eyes full of worship. She was deeply confused. Is something wrong with these people or with me?

Qi Yuan accepted the cultivation manuals and handed them to Jiang Ya. She quickly put them in her storage pouch.

Then, he unfolded a map and asked, "Are there many Moluo Clan in the Chuang Empire?"