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?

"Yin God is everywhere, Sun God is lesser than a dog."


"There are too many people, if only I could, like Thanos, snap my fingers and destroy half of the living beings in the world."


San Sheng was of mortal origin, possessed no extraordinary background, no powerful Bloodline or Talent.


Other than Cultivating, it seemed like his eyes could fit nothing else.


While others were indulging in pleasures, he was Cultivating.


While others couldn't help but lightly hum, he was also Cultivating.


When others' offspring spread across many worlds, many Universes, he was still Cultivating.


Perhaps diligence is rewarded by the Heavenly Dao.


Chapter 621: People Call Me Cycle_3