My Core is the Boss-Chapter 120.2: You Are Not A Great Supreme

A hint of joy flashed in the Purple Daoist's eyes. "To conjure an inner demon with your mind... Quite an interesting Origin Divine Technique you have! Among peers, your divine technique is invincible."

Born from Demonic Origin, the Inner Demon Lure easily induced a cultivator’s inner demon. Cultivators of the Flowing Wind World sealed their inner demons using the Demon Binding Art. Though it prevented sudden outbreaks, the demons always remained.

When they died naturally of old age, the demon would burst forth. Hence, Qi Yuan’s Origin Divine Technique was their natural enemy. Which early-stage Supreme could resist it?

Of course, the ability wouldn't be so overwhelming in the Canglan World. However, it would still provoke inner demons and weaken their combat strength.

The Purple Daoist's eyes were full of joy. "It seems you've already grasped many of the City of No Return's secrets."

Through the Slate of Fate, he learned that the demoness's burial ground—the source of all demons—was in the City of No Return.

Qi Yuan's technique matched its records perfectly. If he could master the origin of all demons, and understand the nature of inner demons, who in the world could oppose him? Hence why the Purple Daoist had sent Wu Tong to ambush Qi Yuan and capture the City of No Return.

Later, he learned from the slate that the Great Demon was buried in the Skyheart Palace. To seize it, he spread false news that the Blood Demon was there, which turned out to be true.

The Purple Daoist greedily stared at Qi Yuan. "If you swear allegiance to me and reveal all the secrets of the City of No Return, I am willing to take you as my disciple. I will grant you the honor of serving me."

Qi Yuan stared at him in shock. "Who are you? My wife? Why would you be my master?"

From looking at his master's back, he had deduced that his master was his wife. This Purple Daoist—some random man—wanted to be his wife?

"Are you into men?" Qi Yuan seemed horrified. He subconsciously shielded himself. "A man-lover is right beside me..."

Qi Yuan's words stunned the Purple Daoist and even Chen Huan.

What kind of brain circuit was this? What is with Qi Yuan's train of thought?? The man clearly talked about taking him as a disciple... What did that have to do with wives? Or with liking men?

Chen Huan said weakly, "Big Brother... maybe you should just... give in to him?"

Chen Huan had just broken through to Supreme. He hadn't returned home in glory, or boasted in front of his senior brothers and sisters. He really didn't want to die here.

Qi Yuan said coldly, "Even if he knelt to be my dog, I'd still find him filthy.”

Chen Huan's eyes widened. Big Brother... Do you have to be this bold?!

The smile in the Purple Daoist's eyes faded slightly. "It seems you refuse to become my disciple. You've lost your chance to become the true king of this world."

With the Slate of Fate in his possession, he believed his life was destined for greatness. Even the Supreme One and the White Supreme would eventually be no match for him. The Purple Daoist had always believed this.

"I'm really curious. Why are you so full of yourself?" Qi Yuan looked at him. "I smell the scent of an old acquaintance on you. You're as arrogant as she was."

By old acquaintance, Qi Yuan was referring to the Violet Heaven Maiden.

"I am arrogant because I have a reason to be. Your Origin Soul is strong, yes, but only strong enough to slay early-stage Supremes. I am a Great Supreme. My Origin Divine Technique is engraved in my flesh and soul, perfect and without flaw. How can your Origin Divine Technique harm me?"

Such was the confidence of a Great Supreme. An engraved divine techique did not need to be activated. One's very existence was the divine technique.

A solemn look appeared in Qi Yuan's eyes. "That old acquaintance was dispatched by my sword. You likely won't be far behind.”

A Great Supreme truly was powerful! Having slain the five Supremes, Qi Yuan's level had risen to 124. Meanwhile, the Purple Daoist was level 189. Qi Yuan had fought across realms before, but never against someone this far above him.

Still, this is just a game! Soloing a boss is where the fun is!

Holding his broken sword, Qi Yuan stared at the Purple Daoist. His figure grew taller in that instant.

Little Bride! Sharing One Robe!

A blood-red suit of armor appeared on his body, raising his level by another five.

The gap between them shrank slightly, yet the gap was still huge.

The Purple Daoist watched Qi Yuan with interest, like a child watching ants move. "Interesting... But soon enough, everything that is yours shall become mine.”

To him, Qi Yuan becoming dozens of meters tall and emitting a stronger aura was no different from a small ant turning into a big ant.

A powerful sword aura erupted from Qi Yuan. "Take this!"

The strike carried Qi Yuan's boundless inner demons. Any early-stage Supreme would die without reaching their natural lifespan. Yet the Purple Daoist stood still, making no attempt to evade it. His engraved Origin Divine Technique activated on its own, effortlessly blocking the strike.

The Purple Daoist said casually, "Give me a few more strikes. If you die now, I won't get to see more of this sword."

Of course, he wanted to use Qi Yuan's sword to comprehend the Demonic Origin and discover the secrets of the City of No Return.

Chen Huan said nothing. He had expected Qi Yuan's attacks to be ineffective. Qi Yuan's Origin Divine Technique would only be a killing trump card if he was a Great Supreme. Then, Qi Yuan would be invincible against all enemies, save for the White Supreme and the Supreme One.

Qi Yuan, however, remained calm. "Purple Daoist. Sorry to say this, but you’re not a Great Supreme."

He fought and trash-talked at the same time. His past self would have scoffed at it. But now, with his awakened Origin Divine Technique awakened, he had no choice but to talk trash to win.

The Purple Daoist smiled. "You're truly amusing."

This was the first time someone had claimed he wasn't a Great Supreme. Would such words do anything?

Qi Yuan spouted nonsense, "A true Great Supreme doesn't just engrave the divine technique into flesh and soul. It must also be engraved into the demon spawn, which is part of you. Without that, how can you call yourself a Great Supreme?"

"Hmph. Absolute nonsense."

The Purple Daoist’s divine technique fell toward Qi Yuan, but Qi Yuan dodged with ease. A flicker of surprise flashed through the Purple Daoist's eyes.

Qi Yuan asked again, "When you broke through to Great Supreme, did you hear a whisper calling softly, Demon Binding?"

The Purple Daoist's expression instantly darkened. "How do you know that?"

Could it be... He thought of the City of No Return, the Demoness's burial ground. Had the city guardian obtained all this information from within?

Qi Yuan showed a mysterious smile as he explained the Demon Binding Art. He had obtained it while comprehending the Myriad Phenomena Gate. The technique wasn't in a state where he could add hidden traps even if he wanted to. Still, it was still his creation. And since the Purple Daoist's technique was derived from it, Qi Yuan was extremely familiar with every reaction it would produce during cultivation.

"Because there is a flaw in the technique you cultivate." Qi Yuan confidently said, suddenly becoming a master manipulator. "When you advanced to Supreme, the Human-Demon Power in your essence surged three times. And during your last cultivation session, when you closed your eyes, a gate appeared in your mind..."

The Purple Daoist's expression grew darker then suddenly turned ecstatic. "It seems the benefits you gained in the City of No Return far exceed my expectations!"

Qi Yuan continued to talk nonsense. "So you're actually not a true Great Supreme. Your divine technique hasn't fully engraved into your flesh and soul. You still have many flaws. At most, you're mid-stage Supreme, not a true Great Supreme. Only the Supreme One and the White Supreme are flawless Great Supremes."

The Purple Daoist was starting to believe. "What you say is interesting. You almost persuaded me... But what good is it? Even if I'm not flawless, do you think you can defeat me?"

At this moment Qi Yuan finally revealed his true intention. "To become a true Great Supreme, you must forget that you are a false one. Otherwise, you will never step into the true Great Supreme realm in your life!"

Forget? For a ten-thousandth of a second, the Purple Daoist was dazed. He forgot that he was a Great Supreme.

At that moment, Qi Yuan's eyes sharpened. The moment had come!

Great Forgetfulness Sutra! Ruler of the Void - Inner Demon Lure!

The Great Forgetfulness Sutra, which he had secretly activated long ago, erupted to its fullest.

The Purple Daoist froze for a brief instant in midair. "I am not a Great Supreme...?"

He forgot he was one. His aura dipped slightly. His flawless engraved divine technique developed a flaw. In the next moment, inner demons erupted in his mind. Just like the five Supremes earlier, a demon spawn burst out of him.

His eyes cleared immediately, terror and rage flashing within. He roared, "I am a Great Supreme!!"