While Black Sword and the other Yang God Heavenly Sovereigns were deep in discussion, in the Flower Moon Mystery Land, a man in a crimson robe, with storage bags bulging at his waist, was basking in the air.
In this part of the mystery land, it was impossible to see the stars that reflected across the heavens.
Without the sun to bask in, he could only bask in the air.
He opened his storage bags, and rows of shimring ice eggs tumbled to the ground, arranged around Qi Yuan, making him look like an egg rchant.
"Sigh, the cultivators from Ghost Heaven are so slow. It’s been so long, and they're still dragging their feet!"
The stage was set, and Qi Yuan was simply waiting for the actors to arrive.
However, cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation were incredibly inefficient, always slow and hesitant in their actions—never decisive.
For example, the Supre Truth Dao Gathering had ntioned Linya's Transformation long ago, yet so much ti had passed, and it still hadn’t started.
Now, Qi Yuan had laid out the ice eggs, provocatively challenging the young prodigies of Ghost Heaven. But even now, all they had done was throw around harsh words in response, without actually showing up.
"Those who achieve great things must be able to endure loneliness."
Qi Yuan was at ease.
From his ga jade slip, the Silent Voice began to resonate once again.
Qi Yuan chuckled. "Want to hear another story?"
He had discovered that telling stories to the Silent Voice within the ga jade slip seed to accelerate the loading speed of the new ga.
So, he started making up stories at random.
"Once upon a ti, there was a mountain. On the mountain, there was a cow nad Red Boy..."
"...Alright, today’s story is over."
"Every day, it’s telling you stories. How about you tell a bit about the ga’s plot, so I can get familiar with it?"
Qi Yuan was quite curious about the new ga—or rather, excited.
After all, he had already reached the Purple Mansion realm.
The next world would be the place where he ascended and beca a god.
Naturally, he was deeply invested in the new ga.
"Becoming a god must be interesting. Will I have many followers, worshippers?"
"Maybe people will even build statues of and offer reverence?"
"And then, after the passage of ti, so great figure will appear and tear down the statues in a pagan ritual?"
Qi Yuan let his mind wander.
Unfortunately, the Silent Voice didn’t respond to him at all.
"In the spirit of fair trade, I’ve told you so many fun stories, which cost a lot of brainpower. Shouldn’t you at least give so gold coins? Don’t be stingy now..."
"Oh, right. You’re blind and mute. You can’t speak."
At that mont, the Silent Voice fell completely silent.
For so reason, Qi Yuan had a strange feeling that the Silent Voice was brewing sothing.
After about a hundred breaths passed, Qi Yuan noticed that the ga icon within the jade slip—representing the new ga—suddenly flashed with a bright light.
Qi Yuan squinted, watching the light flash.
"Such a strong sense of vitality…"
If the original ga icon had been dark, chaotic, and worn-out, now it was filled with vibrant energy and color.
It was like a desolate wasteland undergoing renovation.
And the ga’s loading speed began to skyrocket at that mont.
"Hey, are you still there?" Qi Yuan called out tentatively.
Unfortunately, the Silent Voice didn’t respond.
This left Qi Yuan sowhat disappointed. He had no idea what was happening within the ga jade slip.
After about three hundred breaths, Qi Yuan stared at the ga icon, his expression changing slightly.
"Did the ga… fail to load?"
"Wait… did the ga company go bankrupt?"
Indeed, in just those three hundred breaths, the ga had been speeding up its loading process, only to… crash.
The icon’s appearance, along with the aura it exuded, felt as if the ga company had gone out of business.
It was just like clicking on an installation file, only to be told the ga files were corrupted.
"What’s going on? Did it really go under?"
"Hey… are you still there?"
But there was no response from anyone.
The ga’s progress bar dimd and ca to a standstill.
"Dear friends, who understands this? I pre-ordered the ga ages ago, and now, it’s gone bankrupt before it even launched. Who’s going to compensate for my wasted youth?"
Qi Yuan was thoroughly exasperated, though he couldn’t help but feel so concern for the Silent Voice.
"Does this an I, as the player, have to step in and save this bankrupt ga company?"
"Hey, I’m just a player!"
"Damn capitalists!"
Still, since this involved his own interests, Qi Yuan decided he had to try and save the ga.
"If I manage to save it, I want so shares. I’m going to be a stakeholder."
After so thought, Qi Yuan directed his soul to tentatively enter the ga jade slip.
He tried to see if he could enter the new ga.
For so reason, he had a feeling that sothing extraordinary was happening inside the ga.
But unfortunately, a powerful restriction was blocking Qi Yuan from entering.
"It’s too tightly sealed. I can’t get in."
Qi Yuan stared at the ga jade slip, lost in thought.
The ga was broken—he couldn’t enter at all.
After all, how could a player enter an unfinished installation package to play?
Qi Yuan thought of sothing, and his aura shifted.
"Absolute Adaptation!"
At that mont, he unleashed his Supre Truth.
Qi Yuan's soul began to shift and change.
Absolute Adaptation—a concept centered around survival.
Adapt to everything, adapt to all. He was adapting, trying to enter this broken installation package.
His soul changed, the Supre Truth surged, and faint echoes of the Great Dao reverberated from deep within his bones.
"It’s no good. My Supre Truth isn’t fully stabilized yet, so I can’t enter the ga."
Qi Yuan was a bit troubled.
He had only recently grasped the Supre Truth, and compared to old Supre Lords, he could barely contend with even ordinary Great Truth masters.
His Supre Truth hadn’t yet been truly engraved or stabilized in his body, soul, or thoughts.
"What should I do?"
"Am I going to have to rely on my brilliant brain again?"
As he thought about this, Qi Yuan pulled out a bottle that once contained the Blood Growth Comprehension Pills.
The bottle was empty. The pills had long been consud, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Qi Yuan poured so celestial liquid into the bottle, then shook it vigorously in all directions.
"This little bit of flavoring should work."
Qi Yuan gulped down the celestial liquid in one go and imdiately felt reinvigorated—his waist no longer ached, his back no longer hurt, and his mind beca sharp. He felt like he could carry ten sacks of rice up ten flights of stairs while completing nine sets of exam papers.
"The foundation of the ga is its programming, its code."
"The world itself is just a big ga made up of code, rules…"
"And those rules are the Ten Thousand Dao."
"Ten Thousand Dao is binary."
"So… the ga’s code is binary."
"Perfect. The logic checks out. Flawless reasoning. No loopholes."
Yes, if Qi Yuan couldn’t find any flaws in his logic, that ant the plan was perfect—without any holes.
"Transform!"
In an instant, a sliver of Qi Yuan's soul split into two drops of crimson blood.
These two drops of blood ford the numbers "0" and "1."
"So, this is the code?" Qi Yuan smiled happily.
However, having lost even this small fragnt of his soul, Qi Yuan's face turned pale, as if he had suffered severe damage to his vitality.
He had sacrificed a lot for this ga.
"I’ve shed so much soul blood that I’m getting low blood sugar. Hey… I better have so equity in this!"
Qi Yuan shouted into the ga.
The "0" and "1" ford from his soul blood rged into the ga.
Absolute Adaptation continued to exert its unique power.
The ga icon, which had been dark and lifeless, its progress bar stuck, slowly began to show signs of life after absorbing these two drops of blood.
Seeing this, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, it’s working."
The ga began loading again.
"So exhausting."
Having lost two drops of his soul blood, a deep sense of fatigue washed over him, and all Qi Yuan wanted was to sleep for a long ti.
"Silent Voice, I’ve bled a lot for you this ti. Don’t forget to repay ."
With that, Qi Yuan lay down, hugging an ice egg, and imdiately fell asleep.
Reviving the ga had cost him greatly, comparable to fighting an intense battle.
As he slept, the ga icon in the jade slip slowly continued to load.
From ti to ti, flickers of light passed over it.
Suddenly, the Silent Voice spoke. Unlike before, this ti, it seed to have gained a spark of life—or, rather, it was no longer silent.
"I…"
The ethereal voice echoed through the heavens, but Qi Yuan, deep in slumber, didn’t hear it.
Ti passed, and eventually, the Silent Voice sighed in resignation before fading away, disappearing completely.
The ga was still loading.
At so point, in the Flower Moon Mystery Land, the previously dark sky suddenly lit up with dozens of streaks of light.
A man clad in golden-threaded armor, holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, stood in the air, his voice booming like thunder.
"Blood Robe, where are you? Co out and face your death!"
A total of forty-seven prodigies had gathered, almost all of them at the Myth realm. Wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, they arrived in force, their montum terrifying.
Just these prodigies alone could easily overturn a world that wasn’t guarded by a Yang God Heavenly Sovereign.
Now, forty-seven prodigies had gathered, along with hundreds of Grand Sovereigns, all shouting in unison, demanding that Blood Robe show himself.
But Qi Yuan, who was far too tired, didn’t hear them at all.
"Is he afraid of us? Hiding like a coward?"
When there was no response from Blood Robe, Mo Zhong roared in fury.
The other prodigies smirked, amused.
"He talks tough, but there’s no sign of him anywhere."
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