Chapter 250.1: The Journey
Chapter 250.1: The Journey
Aboard a flying ship, Qi Yuan lay stretched out on a recliner, lazily basking in the sun.His scheduled meeting with the Four Divine Flower Emperors was fast approaching. Hence, after leaving the Divine Radiance Sect, he had hurried nonstop toward the Phoenix Heaven. Upon arriving, he immediately boarded this flying vessel bound for Qinghong City.
All around was a mixed crowd of all sorts. Several thousand cultivators were aboard, with the weakest among them at the Foundation Establishment realm. Meanwhile, Nascent Soul or Violet Palace cultivators were rarely seen.
A beautiful adult lady in a green robe sat beside Qi Yuan. She exuded a captivating grace, her eyes shimmering with allure. "Fellow Daoist, are you not from Phoenix Heaven?"
She had boarded at the same time as him. There had been a small trading fair onboard. After participating and purchasing quite a few cultivation methods, Qi Yuan had become acquainted with her. Her name was Li Ruoxian. She possessed numerous cultivation techniques, and Qi Yuan had even purchased seven Profound-tier manuals from her.
"Nope, I'm not," Qi Yuan answered honestly.
While he did not despise poverty, he admired wealth, especially wealthy women worthy of being his "white moonlight."
"You carry an extraordinary temperament. Where do you hail from? The Eastern Lands, perhaps?" Li Ruoxian was chatty. "The Eastern Lands are somewhat inferior to Phoenix Heaven, but they still produce many outstanding talents. Recently, even the famed Blood-Clothed Sword God has made quite a name here! He slaughtered way across the regions, especially at the Divine Flower Society, executing cultivators who made outrageous boasts. It was truly gratifying, and many younger cultivators here want to be like him!"
When mentioning the Blood-Clothed Sword God, reverence appeared in Li Ruoxian's eyes, though it was mixed with a trace of helplessness.
Qi Yuan felt smug. It seemed that his efforts to uphold morals in the cultivation world had borne some fruit.
He could not help but sigh. "I also greatly admire the Blood-Clothed Sword God. If all cultivators were like him, would moral decay and corruption still exist in the cultivation world?"
Like a miniature society, over four thousand Nascent Souls resided within him, yet they never fought. He didn’t doubt it was because of his lofty character.