Chapter 90.2: When Golden Wind Meets Jade Dew, It Surpasses Countless Mortal Encounters

On the Seven-Colored Peak...

Qi Yuan landed before his wooden hut with Little Bride in his arms.

Not far away, Jiang Lingsu spotted him and called out, “Senior Brother! Weren’t you competing in the Dragon-Seizing Contest? Why are you back already?”

Qi Yuan replied casually, “It’s over. Dong Xian’s likely the next emperor.”

He’d found plenty of treasures from Po Lang’s corpse and given them all to Dong Xian afterward. No doubt Dong Xian would become Great Shang’s new emperor. Qi Yuan felt oddly happy about that. After all, sending away a man with calamity protagonist fate could only make his own life easier.

“So fast?” Jiang Lingsu asked in surprise. Then she frowned. “Senior Brother, did you meet Po Lang?”

Before Qi Yuan left, she had reminded him to stay away from Po Lang. She knew that her senior brother was talented, but Po Lang was a late-stage Foundation Establishment realm, hence the difference between them was quite vast.

“I did. Killed him,” Qi Yuan said offhandedly. “Anyway, there's no time to chat. My wife’s asleep. I need to tuck her in.”

“...

Huh?!

Who... who is she?”

“My wife!” Qi Yuan said proudly, walking into his hut and closing the door.

Jiang Lingsu stood there, windblown and dazed.

Did I just hear that right? Senior Brother killed Po Lang? And brought home a wife?

None of these sounded real.

***

Inside the hut, Qi Yuan sighed in relief. He muttered, “Good thing I rebuilt the thatch hut into wood, or my wife would’ve thought I was a useless bum.”

He laid Little Bride gently on the bed, holding her hand as he watched her sleep.

As night fell, he opened the Divine Flower Society’s jade slip, entering the chat group known as the “Four Emperors Exchange.”

Qiyuann Sovereign: Everyone, I’ve just discovered a massive secret!

Rogue Immortal, who seemed to be online 24/7, replied.

Rogue Immortal: What secret?

Qiyuann Sovereign: During battle, if you play some background music from a music jade slip, it boosts your morale and increases combat performance. Makes the fight

way

more exciting.

The group was full of generous people, and Qi Yuan was always eager to share his insights.

Rogue Immortal was doubtful.

Really? Music makes you stronger?

Just then, Iceberg Empress appeared for the first time in ages.

Iceberg Empress: Wow! Qiyuann Sovereign, you’re a genius! How did I never think of adding background music to battles? That’s so stylish!

Great Sun Flame Emperor chimed in.

Great Sun Flame Emperor: First you invented the ‘Shocking Style’ of writing, now you’ve pioneered ‘Battle Music Cultivation’? I am in awe, Origin Heavenly Venerable!

Rogue Immortal stared at their messages.

Was... battle music really classy?

It just sounded awkward to him. But since everyone was praising it, he didn’t dare object.

Rogue Immortal: So it really works?

Qiyuann Sovereign: Of course! I’m just a small-town Foundation Establishment cultivator, but when I played music, I popped Po Lang’s head like a melon.

Rogue Immortal froze.

Rogue Immortal: Wait... you killed Po Lang?

Po Lang was ranked within the top seven hundred of the Eastern Lands’ Prodigy Ranking, a powerhouse he could only look up to. Killed by this 'small-town cultivator'? Impossible.

But then the Great Sun Flame Emperor backed him.

Great Sun Flame Emperor: He’s not joking! Qiyuann Heavenly Sovereign just uploaded the advanced version of Radiant Sword! He did it!

Rogue Immortal checked and sure enough, there it was. He typed hastily.

Rogue Immortal: Respect to the boss!

Three more “Respect to the boss!” followed in the chat. Qi Yuan even typed one himself. Seeing the endless flattery made him feel euphoric.

Qiyuann Sovereign:

Bah

, Po Lang was nothing. I faced a hundred Core Formation cultivators and two hundred late-stage Foundation Establishment experts, armed only with a kitchen knife. I fought from the ground to the sky, played five songs, and they were all gone.

Rogue Immortal felt faint. Was he the only fake expert in this group?

Qiyuann Sovereign: Then, I faced a Nascent Soul monster. One slash, and he was dead!

Rogue Immortal was speechless. Great Sun Flame Emperor was stunned. The chat went silent. Had they been chatting with a disguised immortal all along? He killed Core Formation cultivators as if they were nothing but dogs!

Qi Yuan continued calmly.

Qiyuann Sovereign: It’s really nothing. Compared to when I slew three thousand alien demons, this Nascent Soul was trash. Shame I didn’t play music back then, it would’ve been even better.

After a pause, he asked a question.

Qiyuann Sovereign: By the way, does anyone have a recipe for a Soul-Split Pill? I urgently need one.

Iceberg Empress: I have it. Uploading now. Next time you go demon hunting, take me along! You make killing sound so elegant.

Qi Yuan sent a cheerful reply.

Qiyuann Sovereign: No problem! Thanks, Sister Iceberg Empress.

Moments later, the pill recipe appeared before him.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Sister Iceberg Empress, I’m not good at alchemy. Can I let someone else refine it?

After all, it wouldn't be good to leak the rexipe without her permission.

Iceberg Empress: Of course. The formula isn’t rare, any major sect has it. What matters is the main ingredient. Don’t worry about sharing.

Qi Yuan was filled with gratitude.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Thank you! I’ll modify the formula to make it better and upload the new version later.

He had nothing to offer her except that he could modify the recipe.

Iceberg Empress: Thank you for your kind intentions.

He’d just said he couldn’t make pills, and now he was talking about improving the formula. She didn’t believe him, but she played along politely.

After logging off, Qi Yuan studied the recipe in silence.

Before long, a newly revised pill formula was complete. Exhausted, he uploaded it to the group, then took a bath and crawled into bed beside Little Bride.

He was too tired, he’d find someone to help him make the pill tomorrow.

Just as he was drifting off, a voice echoed in his mind.

"Husband, your adorable little sweetheart has now become a Supreme. When shall we meet again?”

***

Flowing Wind World.

The demoness in black lounged lazily on her throne. She crossed her long legs, her expression serene. She now commanded several Supremes under her rule. Her courage had grown with her power.

She longed to see the face behind the one who once spoke beside her ear. Despite years of searching, she’d never found him.

Suddenly, someone blurted out from somewhere, “No. I don’t want to meet!”

Qi Yuan couldn't help it. That first meeting had left him with deep trauma. He wasn’t going through that again.

When she heard his flustered voice, a faint smile curved her lips. “Husband... are you afraid of me?”

Silence followed as she waited for his reply. No reply came, just as always.

She gazed up at the heavens, her eyes complicated.

***

In the Canglan World, within a quiet wooden hut, Qi Yuan held Little Bride tightly.

Moonlight streamed through the cracks, bathing them both in a soft, tender glow.