"Confronting the Great Tribulation?"
As soon as those words were uttered, the expressions of the Yin Gods present turned solemn.
The Great Tribulation was a sharp sword hanging over the head of every Yin God.
When that sword fell, no Yin God believed they could emerge unscathed.
Great Venerable Wujun's face tightened as he looked at Qi Yuan. "Senior, please enlighten us!"
Had the Blood-Robed Sword God of the past said such things, he would have scoffed.
Yet the strength Qi Yuan had displayed was unquestionably Mythological.
Moreover, it did not seem to be any ordinary Mythological level either—he was already standing atop the Canglan Realm's pinnacle, well qualified to discuss the Great Tribulation.
"In truth, the cultivation arts we practice are poisoned..." Qi Yuan began, informing the Yin Gods present about the poisonous nature of the arts, as well as the original purpose behind establishing the Origin God Sharing Society.
Hearing Qi Yuan's words, the gathered Yin Gods exchanged looks, their expressions mixed, none offering a response.
Having witnessed the Blood-Robed Sword God's strength firsthand, Great Venerable Wujun gave some credence to Qi Yuan's words. His expression shifted slightly. "To think such a thing could be true."
"Aren't any of you going to voice your opinions?" Qi Yuan looked toward the six Yin Gods.
"This matter is of grave importance. This humble elder must return and verify it," one Yin God Venerable replied. "Once verified, I will certainly provide Senior with an answer!"
Obviously, he did not believe Qi Yuan, nor was he willing to hand over his cultivation arts to him.
Returning to verify was merely an excuse. They called it verification, but wouldn't verifying for ten thousand years still be verification?
Most of the other Yin Gods offered similar excuses.
Qi Yuan looked at Great Venerable Moli with an expectant expression, immediately saying, "Since you love me so much, how about bringing out the Mythological Secret Vault to back my entrepreneurial venture? Once my startup succeeds, I certainly won't mistreat you!"
Qi Yuan painted a grand pie in the sky for Great Venerable Moli.
Great Venerable Moli offered a tactful smile. "This matter is of great consequence, and this humble maiden cannot decide alone. Allow me to return and consult the others before giving an answer."
Qi Yuan was rather disappointed. "It seems you still don't love me enough."
This Great Venerable Moli kept professing her love for him, yet wouldn't part with a single hair.
*Heh, what a scheming, stingy woman!*
At that moment, Old Man Qishang narrowed his eyes and spoke softly: "This old man happens to be quite interested in this Origin God Sharing Society. I am willing to donate several cultivation arts."
Qi Yuan's eyes lit up. "You've got an eye for talent! Follow me, and you'll never lose out!"
Old Man Qishang replied with a beam, "In a few days, I shall send someone to deliver the arts to the Dao Seeking Palace."
"No problem." Qi Yuan was in high spirits.
The Origin God Sharing Society finally had its first customer.
"Before long, I'll have jade slips made for our Origin God Sharing Society containing the arts I've uploaded. The arts you provide will be converted into points, which can be exchanged for useful arts on the platform," Qi Yuan enthusiastically introduced to his client.
The task of crafting the jade slips would naturally be delegated to the Dao Seeking Palace.
Lord Feng's personal wealth certainly couldn't compare to that of the Dao Seeking Palace.
"Of course, of course," Old Man Qishang said affably, though in truth, he did not seem to care in the slightest about the arts in Qi Yuan's jade slips.
"Old Man Qishang, if you have friends, please spread the word among them too. I'll award you points," Qi Yuan urged warmly.
The first step was always the hardest.
Still, pyramid schemes on Blue Star could grow so vast without even having physical products. His Origin God Sharing Society even bore the prestigious name of Origin God; if it couldn't flourish in the Canglan Realm, it could only mean... Origin God was incompetent.
Next, Qi Yuan also explained how points worked to Old Man Qishang.
Arts provided to Qi Yuan were divided into two categories: one that could be made public and stored in the society's jade slips for anyone to exchange, which awarded higher points; and another that only Qi Yuan was permitted to view, which yielded fewer points.
Everyone chatted and laughed together in great harmony.
...
Roughly two quarters of an hour later, Old Man Qishang, Great Venerable Moli, and the other Yin Gods departed from the Dao Seeking Palace.
Clad in coarse hemp robes, Old Man Qishang hunched his back and leisurely transformed into a streak of light.
At that moment, Great Venerable Moli's figure appeared, and Old Man Qishang halted in his tracks.
"Old Man Qishang, do you really believe the Blood-Robed Sword God's claims?" Great Venerable Moli asked curiously.
Poisoned cultivation arts was far too terrifying a concept.
Truth be told, Great Venerable Moli had been skeptical from the start.
Yet remembering what that person had said about the Dark Sun, suspicion stirred in her heart again.
*Could it actually be true?*
Even if it was true, Great Venerable Moli dared not wade into these muddy waters.
The Dark Sun had already made a move; Qi Yuan was as good as dead.
Joining the Origin God Sharing Society now might invite retaliation from the Dark Sun.
Of course, even knowing this, she had no intention of warning the other Yin Gods.
She wished nothing more than for more of them to die.
"What does it matter whether I believe it or not?" Old Man Qishang replied nonchalantly. "This old man doesn't have many years left to live anyway, and I might not survive the next Great Tribulation. Giving away a few arts changes nothing."
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to be so open-minded. Truly admirable," Great Venerable Moli could not help but sigh in praise.
Old Man Qishang seemed to think of something and blurted out, "Since you admire me so much, why not give me the Mythological Secret Vault? With the Mythological Secret Vault, perhaps this old man could survive the Great Tribulation!"
Hearing this, Great Venerable Moli froze.
She hadn't expected to hear that exact same phrasing again.
"Farewell." Displeasure welled in Great Venerable Moli's heart. Letting out a cold snort, she took her leave.
Old Man Qishang chuckled, his expression profound, and his form vanished in that instant.
...
Five days later.
Within the Dao Seeking Palace, Qi Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the jade slip Great Venerable Wujun had presented.
Recorded within the jade slip was the progress of the Origin God Sharing Society.
"Our Origin God Sharing Society finally has its own home!"
At the thought, Qi Yuan felt very excited.
Over the past few days, the Dao Seeking Palace had worked around the clock to produce the jade slips Qi Yuan requested.
"This is the master jade slip. All recorded cultivation arts will be stored here," Great Venerable Wujun said solemnly.
The master jade slip was a Yin God Dharma artifact, exceptionally precious, crafted personally by Great Venerable Wujun.
"Mm, not bad. With this, I finally don't have to fear getting muted."
Thinking back to how he had been muted in the Divine Flower Society, Qi Yuan's teeth ground with resentment.
He had marked down the Head Society Master of the Divine Flower Society in his ledger.
"The remaining jade slips have already been dispatched to every Yin God in the Fengtian Domain, one for each. Any mid-tier or higher sect or faction that desires a jade slip may also receive one," Great Venerable Wujun reported truthfully.
By now, he had accepted his fate.
He could not defeat Qi Yuan.
Since that was the case, he might as well peacefully let Qi Yuan occupy his home like a pigeon usurping a magpie's nest.
Serving as an errand boy for a Mythological figure was nothing to be ashamed of.
Qi Yuan nodded, looking toward Great Venerable Wujun. "You've handled matters well. Mm... how is the Origin God launch ceremony coming along?"
With the Origin God Sharing Society established, guests naturally had to be invited to grace the occasion.
Presently, the main venue of the Origin God Sharing Society was built right within the Dao Seeking Palace.
"Notifications were sent out three days ago. For the celebration the day after tomorrow, every Yin God in the Fengtian Domain will attend, and even a few from the Demon Monster Domain will participate. Among them, several mid-tier sects have been extremely enthusiastic about joining the Origin God Sharing Society as ordinary members!" Great Venerable Wujun said.
This was entirely natural.
Those ordinary sects possessed very few profound arts to begin with.
Aside from their closely guarded core secrets, they could upload a batch of arts to the Origin God Sharing Society and exchange them for arts in the society's repository.
After all, among the arts Qi Yuan had placed in the jade slips, there were Heaven-grade arts.
Aside from Yin Gods, where could an ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator ever obtain a Heaven-grade art?
Thus, many mid-tier sects had fixed their sights on the Origin God Sharing Society, hoping to secure a Heaven-grade art.
As for the ordinary Yin God Venerables, they had no pressing need; aside from a few who were curious, the rest were merely there to watch the show.
"It seems I've won the hearts of the grassroots," Qi Yuan mused. "Unfortunately, ninety-nine point eight percent of the wealth is held in the hands of the zero point two percent.
Those Yin Gods are the truly fat sheep."
Saying this, Qi Yuan's eyes gleamed.
Beside him, Great Venerable Wujun trembled inwardly, feeling as though Qi Yuan's eyes were ready to devour people whole.
"Getting Yin Gods to surrender their cultivation arts is exceedingly difficult," Great Venerable Wujun glanced at Qi Yuan and hinted. "Unless you offer them the Mythological Secret Vault."
Great Venerable Moli possessed the Mythological Secret Vault, which had aroused countless covetous eyes.
Qi Yuan, on the other hand, possessed Mythological-grade combat prowess. That was a living Mythological figure, far more precious than any Mythological Secret Vault.
"The Mythological Secret Vault is with Great Venerable Moli. Don't tell me I have to sacrifice my charms?" Qi Yuan hesitated.
Seeing that his hint had completely missed the mark, Great Venerable Wujun fell silent.
At that moment, Qi Yuan's gaze grew resolute once more. "True affection resides in the human world! If my personal charisma could touch the Purple Mansions of the Dao Seeking Palace, it will surely move the other factions as well. They will definitely become members of our Origin God Sharing Society and hand over their arts!"
Qi Yuan had always felt he belonged to the Lawful Good alignment. What he did, back on Blue Star, would have earned him the title of Holy Mother... No, wait, he was male, so he should be called Holy Father.
Great Venerable Wujun was struck speechless.
*Were the Purple Mansions of the Dao Seeking Palace moved by you? You terrified them so badly they didn't dare move at all!*
"Has word of the Origin God Sharing Society been relayed to the Dao Seeking Palace's other domains?" Qi Yuan asked.
Beyond obtaining arts and leveraging their power, a major reason he had come to the Dao Seeking Palace was to extend the tentacles of the Origin God Sharing Society into other domains through them.
The Dao Seeking Palace spanned twenty domains across the Canglan Realm; more than half the domains in the realm had a Dao Seeking Palace presence.
Great Venerable Wujun wore a complex expression. "I have already reported this matter to headquarters. Those at headquarters said someone will arrive during the celebration to announce their decision."
"The day after tomorrow, is it?" Qi Yuan murmured. "I hope everything goes smoothly for the Origin God Sharing Society."
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the Origin God Sharing Society's celebration arrived.
As the manager of the Origin God Sharing Society, Lord Feng wore a beaming smile, exchanging pleasantries with all the arriving guests.
Even upon encountering Great Venerable Moli, his smile never faltered, showing no coldness despite their past conflict.
The celebration was filled with cheer and harmony, with fifteen Yin Gods arriving in total.
Most of these Yin Gods hailed from the Fengtian Domain, though one or two came from the Demon Monster Domain.
At this moment, Old Man Qishang sat off to the side, looking like a lazy old turtle.
"Old Man Qishang, this Blood-Robed Sword God is truly extraordinary. There are actually several high-tier Heaven-grade arts within the jade slips," a young Yin God remarked.
This Yin God was named Long Can, born of noble heritage, and his father was also a Great Venerable.
"High-tier Heaven-grade?" Old Man Qishang was astonished to hear this.
The art he cultivated was mid-tier Heaven-grade.
High-tier Heaven-grade arts were things he had only seen, never obtained.
Hearing that the Blood-Robed Sword God possessed high-tier Heaven-grade arts and was even sharing them, he was genuinely surprised.
"Great Venerable Moli, it couldn't be that you gave your Mythological Secret Vault to the Blood-Robed Sword God, could it?" Old Man Qishang teased.
A smile played at the corner of Great Venerable Moli's lips. "The Mythological Secret Vault is the very foundation of my existence; how could I give it away? Perhaps the Blood-Robed Sword God possesses a Mythological Secret Vault of his own. Otherwise, how could Great Venerable Wujun have been tamed so thoroughly by him?"
Hearing this, Old Man Qishang said no more, immersing his divine sense into the jade slip.
A complex look crossed his face. "If only I had encountered these arts in my youth. What a pity. They are of no use to this old man now."
As wonderful as the arts were, he simply could not use them.
High-tier Heaven-grade arts were already the ceiling of the Canglan Realm.
A Yin God Venerable's path was already set; they could not rashly switch cultivation arts.
Thus, when Qi Yuan brandished the banner of the Origin God Sharing Society, few Yin Gods paid it much heed.
At most, they might exchange for a few arts to distribute to the factions beneath them.
Yet once cultivators reached the Yin God realm, their sole concern was the Great Tribulation; who cared about subordinates?
Perhaps only the legendary divine arts could truly shake these Yin Gods.
Yet... there were no divine arts in the Canglan Realm.
Divine arts existed purely in legends.
The fact that the Blood-Robed Sword God could produce high-tier Heaven-grade arts was already a surprise to him.
He scanned the arts, merely voicing a few sighs of admiration.
Unlike these Yin Gods, the sect masters of mid-tier factions who received the jade slips had eyes gleaming with excitement upon seeing the arts within.
Before reaching the Yin God realm, switching cultivation arts was entirely common.
Within the Dao Seeking Palace, all was joyous harmony.
The Purple Mansion cultivators forced smiles onto their faces.
To host an opening ceremony for someone else on their own turf, and even have to serve as waiters—their hearts were bitter, yet they had no means of resistance.
Just then, Qi Yuan stepped forward, a smile gracing his face. "I didn't expect so many guests to arrive today. It seems everyone thinks very highly of the prospects of our Origin God Sharing Society."
With so many people here, if they all handed over their cultivation arts to him, combined with the arts Shen Wushen had brought down from the Upper Realm, Qi Yuan felt the Divine Infant chapter of his *Qi Yuan Scripture* could be fully deduced.
As for the Golden Core chapter, of course, the more, the better.
"Greetings, Senior Blood-Robed Sword God!"
"For the Origin God Sharing Society to gather cultivation arts together is truly a blessing for the Canglan Realm!"
These Yin Gods offered appropriate flattery.
The atmosphere in the hall was genial and thoroughly harmonious.
After exchanging dozens of pleasantries, Qi Yuan finally cut straight to the chase.
"Everyone should be well aware of the purpose behind establishing the Origin God Sharing Society: to confront the Great Tribulation.
Therefore, I require an endless supply of cultivation arts, and I will need everyone here to contribute some!
The arts within our Origin God Sharing Society are also open for you all to exchange!"
Qi Yuan spoke earnestly, his smile brilliant.
"This old man is willing to contribute a hundred Jade-grade arts."
"Three Xuan-grade arts!"
"Seven Xuan-grade arts!"
The Yin Gods chimed in one after another.
However, the highest grade among the arts they offered was merely Xuan-grade; not a single person brought out a Heaven-grade art.
Seeing this, Old Man Qishang's eyes flickered slightly. "This old man wishes to contribute eight Heaven-grade arts, along with a number of miscellaneous arts."
Eight Heaven-grade arts practically emptied his pockets.
Hearing Old Man Qishang's words, the expressions of the Yin Gods present shifted slightly.
Even so, they made no move to alter their offers, clearly holding little faith in the Origin God Sharing Society.
Great Venerable Moli smiled faintly. "The Phoenix Palace is lacking in cultivation arts, with none to spare. I have specially created a Jade-grade art of my own to present to the Origin God Sharing Society."
Hearing this, Qi Yuan stared blankly for a second, glancing at Great Venerable Moli.
For some reason, Qi Yuan was reminded of those people on Blue Star who took to the internet to denounce boyfriends or girlfriends who gifted cheap, handmade presents.
At this moment, he too wanted to publicly denounce Great Venerable Moli.
*Heh, what a stingy, tightfisted woman!*
Seeing this, the other Yin God Venerables also wanted to laugh but dared not.
What did Great Venerable Moli mean by this move?
Qi Yuan held back from glaring at Great Venerable Moli. He had high emotional intelligence and excellent temper management; he never threw tantrums on important occasions.
He looked toward the Yin God emissary from the Dao Seeking Palace who had come from another domain, his face filled with anticipation.
In truth, what he looked forward to most was that the Yin Gods from the other domains of the Dao Seeking Palace would recognize his painstaking good intentions and unite to fight the Great Tribulation together.
At that moment, that Yin God Venerable stood up, a trace of pity showing on his face: "Blood-Robed Sword God, the Four Generals of the Lei Family from the Dark Sun are already on their way. As for this ceremony... let us bring it to an end."
Chapter 259