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 water curtain merged into a continuous sheet, the slanted eaves seemingly transformed into mountains and streams, the curtain of rain becoming a waterfall.


In the vast LinHai City, on the wide streets, due to this torrential downpour, scarcely anyone ventured out.


In the heavy rain, an emaciated old horse slowly walked, rain lashing against its eyes, yet they remained bright and spirited.


Liu Sheng led the horse, his footsteps splashing water as he trod.


He watched the heavy rain, his voice tinged with a wistful tone.


"A hundred years ago, even though there were unwritten rules everywhere in this world amid a downpour like this, people still believed that rules would override the unwritten ones.


Sadly, as the century slipped by, not to mention the unwritten rules overshadowing the rules, even the rules... became a joke," Liu Sheng's voice was aged.


Chapter 532 If there is injustice, summon Shen Lin!