Qi Yuan Gets Muted

In the Demon Monster Domain. The branch master of the Divine Flower Society looked at the forum post, a smile playing in his eyes. Beside him, another Yin God chuckled. "Old Shen, do you think what this Blood-Robed Sword God said is true or false?" The branch master of the Divine Flower Society shook his head. "How could it possibly be true? If there were something wrong with the cultivation arts we practice ourselves, how could we not know? He is merely being alarmist." "Indeed. Claiming cultivation arts are toxic is utter nonsense." "This fellow fabricated the idea of poisoned cultivation arts and forcefully linked it to the Great Tribulation just for his Origin God Sharing Society, all to absorb cultivation arts from across the world." The branch master of the Divine Flower Society clearly did not believe Qi Yuan's claims. Even so, Qi Yuan's post had indeed stirred up immense discussion and drawn many eyes. However, most Yin God experts who saw it were suspicious at best, and overwhelmingly chose disbelief. Only some low-ranking cultivators chose to believe. After all, an expert of the Blood-Robed Sword God's standing had no reason to deceive them, did he? …… The next day, Qi Yuan stretched lazily. Without games to play, Qi Yuan was full of energy and didn't have to stay up late, yet he still uncharacteristically slept in. "Something bad has happened!" Just then, Rogue Celestial Venerable hurried over. Qi Yuan frowned. "What is it?" Could something big have happened? Had Great Venerable Wujun come knocking at their door? "Origin Celestial Venerable, the post you made last night in the Divine Flower Society was deleted!" "Huh?" Qi Yuan hurriedly projected his consciousness into the Divine Flower Society jade slip. Sure enough, the post he had made yesterday was gone. Just yesterday, there had been over a thousand comments and replies, but now... the post had vanished, as if wiped from existence. At this moment, Great Sun Flame Emperor and Iceberg Overlord Woman rushed over as well, having clearly discovered it too. Qi Yuan knitted his brows. This was very strange. He thought for a moment, then sent a message to the Eastern Lands Society Master of the Divine Flower Society. "Did you see the post I made yesterday? Why was it deleted, and who deleted it?" Before long, Qi Yuan received a reply from the Eastern Lands Society Master. "Senior, this old man doesn't know either. "However, one thing is certain... It was likely deleted... by the Head Society Master!" "The Head Society Master? Did I offend him? Why delete my post? Does even the modest Divine Flower Society have no freedom of speech? "What is his account number? Give it to me, I'll add him and confront him face-to-face!" Qi Yuan was rather annoyed. Getting posts deleted back on Blue Star was one thing, but to cultivate immortality, make a post, and still get deleted? This was absurd! He was going to have a serious talk with this Divine Flower Society Master. "This old man is helpless in that regard as well. I cannot contact the Head Society Master either," the Eastern Lands Society Master replied. "Can my post be restored?" Qi Yuan asked. "No." "Damn it, I'll just make another one!" Qi Yuan grew angry. Taking out his Blood-Robed Sword God account, he prepared to create another post denouncing the censorship. In the end, he was shocked to find that the post could not be sent. "I've been muted!" Qi Yuan was furious. He had actually been muted! "Power-tripping admin dog!" He was utterly incensed. He had made only one post, yet not only was it deleted, but he was also muted. He would remember this Divine Flower Society Master. The Eastern Lands Society Master replied with terror: "Senior, this has nothing to do with this old man." "Where is the Head Society Master of the Divine Flower Society?" Qi Yuan asked. "The Head Society Master appears and disappears unpredictably. No one knows where he is." Qi Yuan withdrew from the Divine Flower Society jade slip and recounted what had happened to Great Sun Flame Emperor, Iceberg Overlord Woman, and the others. Hearing this, their expressions grew solemn. "It seems the waters run very deep!" Qi Yuan's gaze turned dark. "So what if the waters run deep? I'll lop off that admin dog's head with a single sword strike!" "Origin Celestial Venerable, be careful. Lately, there might be..." Iceberg Overlord Woman could not help but caution. Qi Yuan being muted was laden with strangeness. Perhaps danger was already on the horizon. "Hmph, who needs to be careful is yet to be decided," Qi Yuan said dismissively. "Actually, this isn't bad either. Before, I didn't know who the enemy was. Now, at least I know... who the enemy is." Qi Yuan's eyes grew deep. "No need to dwell on this. We agreed to visit Lord Feng today. Come, let's head to Mount Wenfeng." Qi Yuan was carefree. With strength to back him up, he was supremely confident. …… In an unknown place. A sea of thunder permeated the expanse, celestial clouds billowing and churning. Ahead lay a veil of mist obscuring most of the scenery, though numerous figures could faintly be seen within. Suddenly, a streak of light shot past and landed in this unknown place. An edict unrolled, radiating endless overbearing pressure. This single edict seemed capable of easily suppressing or even obliterating a Yin God. Golden light drifted as hundreds of golden characters fluttered into the air, and a majestic, vast voice resonated: "Four Generals of the Lei Family, receive your orders!" From within the thunderous sea, four bare-chested men stepped out. Across their chests were crisscrossing sword scars and saber marks, clear evidence of severe injuries suffered in the past. The auras radiating from these four men were terrifying beyond measure. Any one of them, placed in any domain, would count as an extraordinary giant towering across the world. Gathered together, how terrifying must they be? Their eyes were vacant and lifeless, like harbingers of death, exuding an aura of invincibility simply by standing side by side. "The Blood-Robed Sword God of Qinghong City, Fengtian Domain, has violated the ban. Execute without mercy!" The voice was solemn and brimming with murderous intent. The Four Generals of the Lei Family sank to one knee, their voices hoarse as though echoing from hell: "We obey." Meanwhile, within the Phoenix Palace. Great Venerable Moli reclined languidly across a couch, her garments in disarray. Scattered kiss marks dotted her exposed, fragrant shoulders and jade feet. Her eyes pooled like spring waters, brimming with affection. The grand palace was tinged with a faint aura of wanton indulgence, along with the scent of blood. Reclining on the couch, she stared blankly at an ancient mirror before her. "Men who are too weak are truly boring." Great Venerable Moli licked her lips, inexplicably thinking of the Blood-Robed Sword God she had met yesterday. "What a pity. A man like that is destined never to be toyed with by me at whim. Such a shame... If he truly loved me and respected me, I might not have minded settling down and peacefully being his wife." Greed filled Great Venerable Moli's eyes, mixed with a trace of murderous intent. She loved controlling powerful men. Yesterday, Qi Yuan executing Old Ancestor Xiangyun right before her eyes had actually displeased her. However, for the sake of the Blood-Robed Sword God's handsome face, she had held back from acting. "If you do not spend a night of passion with him soon, you will never have the chance again." A shrill, raspy voice suddenly drifted from the ancient mirror. In the mirror, the back of a white-robed man appeared out of nowhere. Yet within the palace itself, no such person existed. "Oh?" Great Venerable Moli was slightly surprised. "Has someone else set their sights on him besides me?" Great Venerable Moli's feelings toward the Blood-Robed Sword God had never been benevolent to begin with. She was fickle, yet intensely devoted. She was fickle enough that seeing any handsome man might spark her affection. She was devoted enough that after a night of passion, unable to bear their departure or endure the agony of longing, she would kill the man, drink his blood, and fashion his skull into a wine cup. To her, a night of passion with the Blood-Robed Sword God would undoubtedly be the most exhilarating night of her life, and a wine cup made from his skull would become her most treasured collection. Regrettably, the Blood-Robed Sword God's behavior yesterday had left her rather dissatisfied. Otherwise, she truly might have settled down to become a virtuous wife and loving mother. "Dark Sun has targeted him," the shrill voice came from the mirror, though this time laced with a hint of dread. "Dark Sun..." Hearing that name, even Great Venerable Moli's heart skipped a beat in fear. "In ten days at most, the people from Dark Sun will arrive in Qinghong City," the figure in the ancient mirror warned. "Therefore, in the days ahead, I will not show myself." Hearing this, a look of sorrow appeared in Great Venerable Moli's eyes. "A handsome face cursed with a fleeting life. Alas." She seemed genuinely mournful over the impending fall of the Blood-Robed Sword God. "Why must such a handsome man die at another's hand instead of mine?" Great Venerable Moli sighed helplessly. Perhaps such was life, filled with regrets at every turn. …… Mount Wenfeng was only three thousand li from Qinghong City. This time, Qi Yuan did not take a flying boat; with a simple wave of his broad sleeve, he transported Great Sun Flame Emperor and Iceberg Overlord Woman straight to Mount Wenfeng. Mount Wenfeng was situated atop a vast spiritual vein. The moment Qi Yuan arrived, he sensed the dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. With spiritual qi of this intensity, even ordinary mortals living here would be cleansed of all illnesses and live to the age of a hundred and twenty. Great Sun Flame Emperor led Qi Yuan and the other two toward Mount Wenfeng's highest peak. Along the way, every cultivator they met bowed in salute to Great Sun Flame Emperor. "Greetings, Young Sect Master!" "Pay respects to the Young Sect Master!" Feng Xie was Lord Feng's grandson, and Lord Feng's only descendant. Feng Xie's father—Lord Feng's son—had perished seven hundred years ago for no apparent reason. In just a moment, the group arrived at the highest peak of Mount Wenfeng, which was Lord Feng's secluded cultivation ground. At that moment, a tall, well-built man walked out with an amiable expression. "Junior Brother Feng Xie, Master is currently entertaining an esteemed guest. Please wait a moment." "Grandfather has a guest?" Great Sun Flame Emperor was surprised. "Who?" "A Yin God lord cloaked entirely in black robes. He seems unwilling to reveal his identity, so I do not know who he is either," the tall man replied truthfully. Seeing this, Great Sun Flame Emperor had no choice but to say to Qi Yuan, "My apologies, we will need to wait a short while." The tall man also glanced at Iceberg Overlord Woman and Qi Yuan with a curious expression. As for Rogue Celestial Venerable, he was completely ignored. The group waited below the peak. After about fifteen minutes, a stern shout suddenly echoed from the mountaintop: "Get lost!" At that moment, the clouds atop the mountain rolled back and dispersed. A black-robed man descended from the peak, looking rather helpless. Noticing Great Sun Flame Emperor, the black-robed man said softly, "Feng Xie, persuade your grandfather. Your grandfather deserves a share of the Mythological Secret Vault; it shouldn't be held in that woman's hands!" Having said that, the black-robed man's figure dissolved like a mirage and vanished. Great Sun Flame Emperor's expression darkened slightly, but he said nothing in the end. At this moment, an elegant, white-robed old man appeared. The hair on his forehead was half white and half black, giving him a rather eccentric appearance. "Distinguished guests have traveled from afar, yet I failed to welcome you earlier. Please forgive me. This humble one is Lord Feng." "Blood-Robed Sword God. Um... you can also call me Origin Celestial Venerable," Qi Yuan introduced himself. "Everyone, please follow me." Lord Feng waved his hand. Instantly, the scenery before them shifted. When they reappeared, they were inside a rather tasteful, elegant immortal cave. Qi Yuan got straight to the point: "The four of us wish to establish the Origin God Sharing Society, and we need someone to manage it. Feng Xie recommended you, Senior. I wonder... if Senior is willing?" Feng Xie had already sent a message to Lord Feng about this last night. Lord Feng nodded. "There is no problem at all." "Thank you for the trouble, Senior. If the Origin God Sharing Society encounters any problems, Senior can contact me at any time." Qi Yuan respected elders and cherished the young, politely addressing Lord Feng as Senior. "These are the cultivation arts I have gathered that can be made public, serving as the resources for the Origin God Sharing Society. "Among them, there are fourteen Heavenly arts and three Mysterious-grade arts that are non-toxic. Their exchange prices should be set higher," Qi Yuan said. Non-toxic cultivation arts would certainly be the most sought after by those sects. They would naturally have the most people seeking to exchange for them, so the price should naturally be higher. Lord Feng nodded, then hesitated. "Is it true or false that cultivation arts are toxic?" "It's true." Qi Yuan shrugged. At this time, Great Sun Flame Emperor said, "Grandfather, the post the Blood-Robed Sword God made yesterday... was deleted." He recounted the entire incident of Qi Yuan making the post to Lord Feng. Hearing this, Lord Feng fell silent for a long time, his brows furrowed. After a long while, he said, "It seems this matter is even more complicated than imagined." As he spoke, his thoughts churned, and his cultivation art circulated within him. However, even he could not detect the slightest problem with his cultivation art. That meant the other Yin Gods across the world likely wouldn't take Qi Yuan's words seriously upon hearing them either. "Since it concerns the Great Tribulation, it is naturally complicated," Qi Yuan replied. "It will be hard to convince people of this. I fear promoting the Origin God Sharing Society in the early stages... will be very difficult," Lord Feng said frankly. "Mm... how should we convince people?" Qi Yuan pondered the question as well, but could not come up with a solution. The other three of the Four Emperors of Divine Flower looked at each other, also at a loss. Qi Yuan then said, "Let's take it step by step. We'll collect as many arts as we can for now." "Indeed, what the Blood-Robed Sword God says makes sense. The cultivation arts he has brought out now are already enough to tempt several factions to offer up arts in exchange," Lord Feng said. While the society's overarching motto might make slow headway, tangible benefits moved hearts, and it would still absorb plenty of cultivation arts. "Maybe when I bring out divine arts later, we can make a massive fortune." Qi Yuan was just waiting for Shen Wushen to arrive and deliver a divine art to him. Qi Yuan's casual remark left Lord Feng somewhat dumbfounded. "You have a divine art?" "Mm, I have one on me, but that one cannot be leaked. "There might be a new one later, and leaking the new one shouldn't be an issue. "When the time comes, I'll place the art into the Origin God Sharing Society. Senior, you may browse it whenever you please," Qi Yuan said magnanimously. He had no desire to manage the Origin God Sharing Society and merely wanted to be a hands-off boss. Since Lord Feng was managing it for him, what was wrong with letting him read the art? Hearing this, Lord Feng fell silent, feeling an overwhelming wave of emotion. "Ah, the world..." He suddenly recalled the black-robed man who had visited him earlier today. That man had used the Mythological Secret Vault as bait to entice him into plotting against the Phoenix Palace. One could say the Mythological Secret Vault had stirred up an endless storm of blood throughout the Fengtian Domain. The biggest reason those Yin Gods coveted the Mythological Secret Vault so intensely was the high-tier Heavenly art inside, along with some spirit herbs. Now hearing Qi Yuan say he could bring out a divine art... Lord Feng's heart was a tempest of mixed emotions. After all, compared to a legendary divine art, a Heavenly art... amounted to jack shit. If Qi Yuan truly possessed a divine art, the Origin God Sharing Society would become instantly renowned across every domain of the Canglan Realm. That was a divine art—a technique unprecedented in the Canglan Realm. Even if one existed, there was likely only one in the entire world. And Qi Yuan had one.