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?

The old woman heard her and nodded, "As you command, Miss Ya." 


As night fell, a flat boat was floating on the water. 


Jiang Ya stood at the bow of the boat, her consciousness immersed in the jade scroll. 


Every moment, she was practicing her path. 


Thousands of waves rolled, the moon cast its light on the misty islet. 


The old woman also looked up, her eyes revealing a hint of solemnity. 


In the middle of the sea waves, a man clad in a blood robe was walking on the water. 


A full moon hung high in the sky, cold moonlight shining upon him, yet the light that reflected off him was red. 


At this moment, on the treasure ship of the Palace of Light, the gazes of more than a dozen Immortal Infants fell on the figure in the bloody robe on the water surface. 


They looked at him with shock and a touch of fear. 


Chapter 139 - How can Original Divine Skills not count as Divine Skills?_2