My Core is the Boss

Only a few moments had passed, yet it felt like an entire day. The crowd stared at the six fallen Yin Spirits before them, as though trapped in a dream. All six had been killed without the slightest resistance. The pressure was so overwhelming, even Yin Spirits were powerless to fight back.

To the woman in white, there was only one possible explanation: a Great Venerable was behind this! Still, when did the Blood-Clothed Sword God become one? Her thoughts were in utter turmoil. Meanwhile, Lord Great Wisdom wore a contemplative expression.

Xu Tongchen seemed entirely unfazed. What is so surprising about this?

Compared to the time he'd seen the sun fall from the heavens, this barely registered.

Qi Jianjun clenched her tiny pink fists, beaming with pride. "Daddy's amazing!"

She completely didn't have the aloofness and pride a Yin Spirit supposedly had. Behind her, the members of the suona band stared with fervent, almost fanatical eyes.

Qi Yuan raised a hand. Seven or eight storage bags flew into his palm. His spiritual sense swept through them, and a smile curved his lips. "Confiscated contraband items!"

Now thisis what true white moonlight felt like.

Inside those pouches were six Heaven-tier cultivation manuals. More importantly, two were mid-grade Heaven tier. One such technique was worth more than ten lower-grade ones combined.

Then, he looked at the Yin Spirit corpses. Under his gaze, the bodies dissolved and transformed into something like fertilizer that sunk into dust and soil.

"Since you were so cooperative, I'll grant you special permission to settle here and become part of the Moonwatch Continent," Qi Yuan said calmly. He couldn’t help but recite a verse, "Yin Spirits are not heartless things; turned to spring mud, they nourish flowers still."

They were truly good people. The Moonwatch Continent had long been damaged, it didn't even have a single Violet Palace cultivator aside from Qi Jianjun. Now, with this influx of "nutrients," the world itself would benefit.