Walking Crane

My name is Qi Yuan, and I am a time traveler who now holds the esteemed title of the eldest martial brother at Seven Colours Peak. I am armed with a game jade slip capable of connecting realms across the heavens, and blessed with the ability to unveil hidden information through my discerning eyes.

[A seemingly ordinary blade of grass reveals secrets of a clandestine meeting between True Man Ku Mu and Empress Dashang that transpired just three days prior.] 

[Her name is Ruan Yixi, who appears to be your beautiful master on the surface, but she may have a deeper connection, perhaps she is even your wife.]

[This is Heavenly Dao of the World, a Spiritual Object renowned for its significance in Foundation Establishment]

[This is a lifeless planet, a potential vessel for the creation of a Golden Elixir].

So my road of cultivation turns gradually strange.

"Heavenly Dao? A Spiritual Object for Foundation Establishment?" 

"So many desolate planets, all refined into Golden Elixir!" 

The Heavenly Dao is used as the foundation and refining stars into Golden Elixir. 

I am Qi Yuan, I become the origin of all things.

My name is Jiang Lingsu, a fellow disciple at Seven Colours Peak. My Senior Brother is mentally ill.

He is never focused on work. Nor does he like cultivation. He only loves simulation games.

Senior Brother says, "Playing games is like cultivation. It can also create a world."

One day, there is one more sun in the sky.

I ask him what it is, he says, "That is my Golden Elixir!"

This book is also titled 'Cultivation: The Jade Slip's Universe' and 'The Golden Elixir I Cultivated is a Planet,'

The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

A glimmer of inspiration flashed across his mind.


After an unknown time, Qi Yuan's eyes sparkled with insight.


He didn't remember and couldn't remember, but he had been enlightened.


The biggest problem with the Qi Yuan Sutras was that it caused mental confusion and memory loss.


Qi Yuan had always thought that his mind was perfectly normal.


Yet, the trouble with his memory was an undeniable reality.


Forgetfulness... That was his path, his essence, his Divine Skills.


The pain inflicted on me is unbearable, forget it!


The sadness of being cut by a knife is too hard to accept, forget it!


Forget the pain, and there would be no suffering.


Forget that this is a real world, consider it a game world, then… the knife thrown by the world wouldn't be so real.


All along, Qi Yuan had been practicing the art of forgetting.


Chapter 119 Am I very ugly, why don't you come see me? _2