My Core is the Boss-Chapter 198.1: Seed of the World

When Wang Wenqi saw the armor, her eyes instantly turned red. She did not say anything, yet her reaction gave it away.

Qi Yuan murmured, "So, Venerable Flirt was connected to the Jiang Kingdom?"

If that were the case, then he had killed a rather significant Yin Spirit.

Countless images flashed through Wang Wenqi's mind, before settling. She said in a cold, restrained tone, "He was Zhang Feng's brother-in-law, a Great Venerable's descendant."

Zhang Feng was an ancient god, and a close friend of Venerable Tianbao, who was Wang Wenqi's great-grandfather. Yet in the end, Zhang Feng betrayed his kin and defected to the new gods. He earned the favor of a Great Venerable, who later married his daughter to Zhang Feng. Later, Zhang Feng even played a crucial role in the downfall of the Jiang Kingdom's capital. As for Flirt, he was the offspring of that wicked Great Venerable.

Qi Yuan's gaze remained steady. "So it was him."

Beside him, Qi Qi instantly grasped the implications. Her expression grew heavy. They had slain an offspring of a Great Venerable! This was no small matter. As they were, they couldn't withstand the wrath of that Great Venerable. Having over twenty True Gods meant nothing. Even a Third Step would be powerless in the face of him.

A trace of hesitation flickered in Qi Qi’s heart. "Godfather, are we still going to hold a feast?"

She wanted to persuade Qi Yuan to leave. Setting aside that Great Venerable, even if Zhang Feng himself arrived, escaping unscathed would be difficult.

Qi Yuan gazed at the starry sky, his eyes sweeping past the brightest star. He said indifferently, "If you get scared off by some spoiled second-generation heir in-game, then what's the point of playing?"

He had always been decisive. Although he left logistics and management to Qi Qi, once he made a decision, it could not be overturned.

Hearing this, the worry on Qi Qi's face vanished, replaced by a sweet smile. "I will follow your lead on everything."

Qi Yuan declared firmly, "Continue with the feast. We'll also proceed with the plan: conquer cities and seize territory. Within a month, every corner of Feiling Prefecture will be hosting feasts!"

Stirred by his words, everyone felt their blood surge. The once-desolate Feiwu City underwent a dramatic transformation with Qi Yuan's arrival. Along the wide streets, flowing banquets stretched for several miles.

Many of those who had stayed behind in Feiwu City cautiously emerged from their homes, stepping onto the main streets to take part in this inexplicable feast. They only knew that a new ancient god had taken over Feiwu City. For many common folk, there was a brief spark of excitement, but far more uncertainty about the future. There was no saying how long said god would remain in Feiwu City. For all they knew, he could just go up and leave after having his fill, leaving them to suffer the wrath of the evil gods.

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Inside one of the houses, a girl asked weakly, "Sister, what's happening outside...?"

Yang Lian pushed open the door and looked at her frail younger sister lying on the bed. She told her younger sister what was happening outside.

The younger sister struggled to sit up. "A feast? I want to go eat...”

Yang Lian shook her head. "We don't know what kind of person that ancient god is, whether he is a friend or foe. Little Sister, you can't go out."

The young girl lay back down, disappointment visible in her eyes.

"I'll go out later and bring you something good to eat. They probably won't stay in Feiwu City for long before leaving." Yang Lian stroked her sister's head with affection, consoling her. Then, a flash of determination appeared in Yang Lian's eyes. "This is our chance. While they're here, you rest well. Once you recover, I'll take you and leave Feiwu City!"

It was precisely because her sister's health had deteriorated that they hadn't managed to leave earlier. Now that Qiyuann Sovereign had arrived, she could finally take her sister away.

The younger sister nodded. "Mhm."

"Remember. Whether they're ancient gods or evil gods, never reveal yourself in front of them. Do you understand?" Yang Lian grasped her sister's hand. "Before you awaken your power and become a Great Venerable, you must never trust anyone!"

The frail girl nodded again.

Yang Lian looked up toward the sky. In contrast to the starry sky, her gaze was pitch-black with despair. "This world is beyond saving. Only by leaving can one live on. Little Sister, you carry the seed of the world. If you ascend to the Upper World and seek help from other Yang Spirits, perhaps there will be a chance to save it."

Of course, Yang Lian knew that doing so would also place the Mortal Heart World in great danger. After all, a primordial world—one capable of creating infinite possibilities—was irresistible to any Yang Spirit. Ironically, they were also the only ones capable of saving it. Perhaps, being conquered by a Yang Spirit would be better than total annihilation.

Thinking of this, Yang Lian smiled faintly. "I'm overthinking it. Even if we miraculously escape with the seed of the world, meeting other Yang Spirits would still be extremely difficult. But Little Sister, as long as you're alive, everything is still possible."

The younger sister nodded vigorously. "Mhm."

Just then, Yang Lian sensed something and hurried out of the room. A rhythmic knocking sounded at the door. She tensed up, her breathing quickening.

The knocking continued for some time. Finally, a leisurely sigh came from outside. "No one's home?"

"Zhao Zun?" Yang Lian's vigilance melted away. She opened the door and recognized him at once. "You're here? I thought you—!"

Her eyes shone with excitement. She and Zhao Zun were old acquaintances.

Seeing Yang Lian, joy flashed through Zhao Zun's eyes as well. His expression then turned somewhat complex. "I followed Lord God back to Feiwu City."

Upon returning, he had sought out many old acquaintances. The foster father of his enemy, who had once seized his family's property, had left not long ago and died at the hands of rogue cultivators. It left Zhao Zun full of complicated emotions. Most of his former acquaintances had left as well. He never expected that Yang Lian was still here.

Yang Lian asked in surprise, "The guardian god of Clearwater Village?"

On a closer inspection, she realized she could no longer see through him. Zhao Zun had become unfathomably strong.

Noticing her confusion, Zhao Zun explained, "Yes. The lord bestowed upon me a God Visualization Art, and that's how I got to where I am today."

His eyes were filled with admiration for Qi Yuan.

Mustering her courage, Yang Lian asked, "When are you leaving this time?"

To her understanding, Zhao Zun's god had slain an evil god. He would surely fear retaliation and wouldn't stay in Feiwu City long.

Zhao Zun said solemnly, "Since this city has been taken, it now falls under Clearwater Village's jurisdiction. We will not abandon it."

In fact, Qi Yuan was already planning to take the remaining two cities. However, since his plans were not something Zhao Zun would divulge, he said nothing further.

Yang Lian was momentarily stunned. She had not expected such an answer. "What if other evil gods come to attack?"

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Zun's eyes. "Then we’ll kill them." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Back at the Hundred Flowers Gathering, he had defeated seven True Gods on his own. He no longer feared any evil gods.

Seeing Zhao Zun's expression, Yang Lian knew he was not lying. She thought of Qiyuann Sovereign, someone she has yet to meet. "He must be a truly great man."

Zhao Zun’s gaze blazed. "He is someone I admire most in my entire life."

A trace of regret swirled in Yang Lian's heart. "What a pity..."

Such an ancient god would ultimately perish at the hands of evil gods, buried alongside the Mortal Heart World.

Just then, a bout of coughing came from inside the house. Yang Lian's heart tightened.

Zhao Zun immediately understood. "Your sister?"

"Yes. I'll go check on her. Wait here for a moment."

Yang Lian hurriedly went back inside, but not before shutting the door tightly behind her. Zhao Zun was slightly surprised, albeit he said nothing.

After several minutes, Yang Lian returned, looking helpless. "My sister says she admires Qiyuann Sovereign very much. She wants to give him a gift."

She extended her hand, revealing a delicate jade leaf. Thin as a cicada's wing, vein-like patterns were etched on its surface, as if carved by time itself. Nevertheless, the entire leaf was blood-red, as though soaked through with fresh blood.

Zhao Zun accepted it, somewhat astonished. He could sense something extraordinary about it. "I'll be sure to deliver it to him."

Thinking of something else, Yang Lian added, "My sister is quite weak right now. She can't meet strangers."

Zhao Zun nodded, catching on. "I'll convey that to him as well."