My Core is the Boss-Chapter 131.2: Back to Canglan, Scheming Against Bright Palace
In the City of No Return.
Qi Yuan sat in meditation, while his broken sword relentlessly harvested demon spawns.
"It's easy to go from rags to riches, but not riches to rags. What kind of garbage spawn is this now?" he complained, seemingly helpless.
These days, the demon spawns sent through the portal didn't even include Supremes anymore. Just Mythwalkers, along with some Nation Subjugators.
After being used to "the finest things," Qi Yuan felt uncomfortable. With a flick of his hand, he brought out an ancient stone tablet.
The fragment of the Slate of Fate, also known as the Fraud Slate. Qi Yuan checked it every day, hoping for useful information.
[Slate of Fate Fragment. Its spirit has perished, buried at the hands of the Buddha.]
Today’s message surprised him. After all, he had only interacted with the Slate of Fate a few times.
Does the Slate of Fate have an artifact spirit? Where is it now?
Then, his gaze deepened. "Are you the one stirring up the storms?"
Twenty years until the Myriad Demon Gate opened. It equaled two days in the Canglan World, just enough for him to log out occasionally. There shouldn't be any major issues with guarding City of No Return.
Still, he had to take care of some businesses first. "I need to develop as much as possible over the next twenty years and produce more Supremes!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
The enemy had ten thousand Supremes, while Blood Palace only had thirty thousand. He felt unsafe. Shivering, sleepless, much like when he was in the Divine Radiance Sect, oppressed by the powerful Bright Palace. Only with more Supremes would he feel secure.
Just then, Chen Huan entered, exclaiming excitedly, "Big Brother! I've completed the task!"
Upon returning from the White Supreme Palace, Qi Yuan officially became the number one overlord of Flowing Wind World, the Blood Master.
Following orders, Chen Huan issued the Blood Decree. It was a public announcement about how the Myriad Demon Gate was being invaded by demons. All Mythwalkers could come to the City of No Return to become Supremes and aid in the fight against the Myriad Demon World.
Qi Yuan asked, "How many do you think will join Blood Palace?"
Chen Huan gave a conservative estimate. "Probably, at least fifty or sixty thousand?"
There were many Mythwalkers in the Flowing Wind World. Ridiculously many, far more than this world should have.
"Fifty or sixty thousand, barely enough to assemble a hundred-thousand-strong army," Qi Yuan muttered. "Hopefully, I won't embarrass myself like the Great Ming War God [1]."
Otherwise, he'd be ruined.
Chen Huan didn't understand, but smiled anyway. A hundred thousand Supremes? He never dared dream of it.
"Big Brother, when we march into the Myriad Demon Gate, can you make me a Grand Marshal? I want my name in the history books!"
Qi Yuan nodded. "No problem."
Everyone had vanity.
Chen Huan grew even more excited. "This battle will be victorious! We will fend off the Myriad Demon World!"
Qi Yuan suddenly stiffened. "This is bad!"
Chen Huan panicked. "Big Brother, what happened?!"
"If I'm not mistaken, when I preached earlier, wasn't there a Supreme named Wang Zhen?"
Chen Huan asked, "...Big Brother, is something wrong with him?"
Qi Yuan said gravely, "Don't let him join this campaign."
Chen Huan’s gaze became murderous. "Is he a spy?"
"No. His name is unlucky." Qi Yuan said. "If there's a Wang Zhen, won't I become the real Great Ming War God?"
Chen Huan was rendered speechless. He tried so hard, but he still couldn't catch up with Big Brother's thought process.
Qi Yuan felt pleased with his wise decision.
On Blue Planet, the Great Ming War God was persuaded by Eunuch Wang Zhen to lead 200,000 troops to war. He was defeated by 30,000 and captured alive. This was the Tumu Crisis.
Meanwhile, Qi Yuan was now attacking the Myriad Demon Gate. It was exactly the same scenario.
Chen Huan declared, "All those named Wang Zhen will NOT join our army!"
Qi Yuan nodded approvingly. "You get me."
Chen Huan beamed. He no longer wanted to call Qi Yuan "Godfather," "Big Brother" sounded better. After all, the newcomers wanted to call Qi Yuan "Godfather." Even Elder Baihe, someone Chen Huan once looked up to, was now a generation below him.
Qi Yuan said seriously, "I'm logging off, I need to handle something big. Remember to recruit more Mythwalkers!"
He felt the game was about to reach the final stage. Soon, he would face the terrifying Bright Palace. He had to execute his plan step by step so he'd have even a chance.
Unfortunately, he couldn't bring NPCs out of the game. Otherwise, he'd station his thousand-man suona squad at Bright Palace's gate, blasting them day and night.
Carrying Little Bride, Qi Yuan found a spot and dug a pit. Then, he held her tight and leaped in.
***
The scene shifted, and Qi Yuan found himself in a familiar wooden hut. Countless memories surged like a flood, making his heart throb.
He immediately used the Great Forgetfulness Sutra. "Forget.”
The memories faded and his headache eased.
"The Great Forgetfulness Sutra is truly a treasure. If I returned to Blue Planet, I'd be the best doctor, earning hundreds of thousands a month. I will marry a rich beauty and reach the pinnacle of life."
For Alzheimer's patients, erase the memory of being demented, they'd function normally again. A miracle cure.
"Good. My comprehended Origin Divine Technique is still here. As for that soul artifact..."
Qi Yuan sensed that the blood-red longsword, engraved with Inner Demon Lure, could be summoned if he wished. But those in the Myriad Demon Gate still required the sword, so he wouldn't take it.
Having erased the game memories, Qi Yuan began planning against the Bright Palace.
"I learned a trick in the game: smear Bright Palace on the forums!"
Back then Violet Heaven Maiden had smeared his name repeatedly, calling him a Great Demon. After killing her and absorbing her essence, he learned how to smear others.
Qi Yuan was cautious. "I need to post on the Divine Flower Society Forum, but I don't have any alternate accounts."
I can't just insult people using my main account? if discovered, I'd be done for.
He rushed out of the hut, shouting, "Junior Sister! Help!"
Inside a straw hut, Jiang Lingsu opened her eyes, looking helpless. "Hello, Senior Brother. What now?"
"Junior Sister, do you have some spare accounts? I need them urgently!"
Jiang Lingsu glared at him. "Speak in human language!!!"
He explained nonstop. After dozens of breaths, she finally understood.
"You want alternate accounts?" she asked, then sighed. "Fine, I won't ask why. I can give you some, but they're not cheap. How will you repay me?"
Qi Yuan brightened. "Junior Sister, you're truly a living Bodhisattva."
She was a golden thigh, reliable beyond words.
Qi Yuan offered. "How about I renovate your hut and turn it into a fancy wooden house like mine?"
Jiang Lingsu's eyelids twitched. "Anything else?"
Qi Yuan whispered, "I have inside information."
In his previous life, insider trading in stocks was illegal. He decided to be careful with his words.
Jiang Lingsu became interested. "What information?"
Qi Yuan whispered, "Bright Palace is doomed."
Jiang Lingsu froze. "Huh?"
He dragged the Iceberg Empress into the story. "A peerless genius is preparing to attack Bright Palace. In less than three months, Bright Palace will be destroyed. Go borrow a huge sum of spirit stones from them. It'll definitely pay out big when they fall. I know several big shots who had borrowed hundreds of thousands."
Jiang Lingsu was surprised. "Is that true?"
Then why did she hear absolutely nothing about this?
Qi Yuan said solemnly, "Absolutely true! If I'm lying, I'm a puppy!"
Jiang Lingsu said casually, "Then I'll trust you once. I'll borrow tens of thousands of spirit stones from Bright Palace as pocket money."
Qi Yuan nearly broke internally. Tens of thousands of spirit stones as pocket change?
"Junior Sister, would you like to invest in me?” he asked just in case.
At the same time, he understood why Little Knife rummaged through her trash every day. Junior Sister's trash pile was even more valuable than his entire house. They were both humans, why were their situations so different? Life was unfair.
After receiving several jade-slip alternate accounts from Jiang Lingsu, Qi Yuan felt proud. "I must create some powerful identities! Each one will attack Bright Palace and create pressure!"
He registered several alternate accounts, thinking carefully about suitable usernames.
Seven-Desire Demon Lord, Blood-Clothed Sword God, Mad Daoist...
"Mad Daoist doesn't match my temperament, but that's the point. Alternate accounts shouldn't resemble me," he praised his own wisdom.
Then, he logged in using the Blood-Clothed Sword God account.
"Hmm? Why are there so many clickbait titles?"
The first time he entered, all the titles were serious. Now, everything was "Shocking! You won't believe..."
He almost clicked them out of curiosity, but he had work to do. After some thought, Qi Yuan made his first post.
The Sword God Returns Home, Daughter Forced to Live in a Doghouse, Bright Palace Has Gone Too Far!
I am the Blood-Clothed Sword God. I fought for the Cuiyun Continent, defending our lands with blood and sweat. A month ago, my jade slip sounded. When I answered, I heard my daughter crying! Upon returning home, I found my beloved daughter living in a doghouse! And all of this was because of the Bright Palace! They ignited the Hundred Nations Blood War, humiliated commoners, and seized my residence. I fought tooth and nail for Cuiyun Continent, yet my daughter lives in a doghouse! I will definitely take justice back!
After posting, he logged into another alternate account to boost the thread.
Bright Palace is evil! I am a wandering cultivator of the Hundred Nations. Though my name is Seven-Desire Demon Lord, I am kind-hearted, I don't even kill chickens. I raise a flock of stray chickens. But when Bright Palace cultivators arrived, they saw my chickens and ate them! They stole not just my chickens but my family!
Qi Yuan read over the posts and became increasingly satisfied. His literary talent was superb. Back on Blue Planet, he could even be a newspaper editor-in-chief.
"I need to accelerate things."
He planned to enlist the Four Divine Flower Emperors to help him bump the posts.
1. The title "Great Ming War God" is generally considered a highly ironic or sarcastic nickname used by later historians and the public. This is because his most direct involvement in a major military conflict as emperor led to one of the most humiliating military defeats and the only instance in Chinese history where an emperor was taken prisoner by nomads at the peak of the dynasty's power. He was anything but a "god of war" in the traditional, glorious sense. ☜
