Chapter 160.2: So Young, yet a Father Already, with a Billion Children

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Qi Yuan led the group from one place to another, slaughtering without pause. Across seven empires, nearly one hundred thousand Moluo soldiers were wiped out, each falling to a single sword strike. Yet he didn’t leave in haste this time. Every time he arrived, he ordered the local emperor to gather all cultivation techniques. After killing the people of the Moluo Clan, he would stay a few hours and wait until the manuals were collected, before moving on to the next empire.

Strangely enough, slaughtering the Moluo Clan made Qi Yuan feel as though he had returned to grinding monsters in a game. With each Moluo Clan member slain, he felt one step closer to reclaiming the Heavenly Dao. The sense of progress was akin to watching a bar slowly fill. It was deeply satisfying.

Now, Qi Yuan had arrived at the seventh empire’s palace, appearing extraordinarily eerie. Even the way Jiang Ya looked at him became strange. She felt like she was standing before a great demon. Xu Tongchen shared the sentiment.

Along the way, True Lord Great Wisdom had once asked Qi Yuan directly, "Senior, your blood aura is terrifying. How many lives have you taken?"

Qi Yuan answered calmly, "I don’t remember. Too many to count."

That reply convinced Jiang Ya even more that he was a great demon. Had such a being appeared elsewhere, cultivators would tremble and mortals would scatter in terror, plagued by nightmares.

Yet what Jiang Ya saw was entirely different from what she had imagined. Mortals, princes, and nobles alike looked at the Blood-Clothed Sword God with reverence and warmth. Though he had saved them, should they truly have been so unafraid? Even if they were merely wearing a façade, fear could not be hidden so completely, yet Jiang Ya saw no sign of it whatsoever. In the blood-soaked Blood-Clothed Sword God, they saw a hero rather than a demon.

The emperor of Wei said, "Senior, these are all the manuals. Even our imperial clan’s secret cultivation techniques are included."

In the hall, the ministers gazed at Qi Yuan with admiration. Jiang Ya even noticed children peeking from behind curtains, gazing at him with eyes full of worship. She was deeply confused.

Is something wrong with these people or with me?

Qi Yuan accepted the cultivation manuals and handed them to Jiang Ya. She quickly put them in her storage pouch.

Then, he unfolded a map and asked, "Are there many Moluo Clan in the Chuang Empire?"

The distance between the Chuang Empire and the Wei Empire was nearly a thousand li. Qi Yuan had to pass through it to reach the Moonlight Kingdom.

"Yes, there are many." The emperor of Wei nodded, then lowered his voice. "Senior, there are quite a few cultivators from the Canglan World in the Chuang Empire. They are not as selfless as you. You might offend them by killing the Moluo Clan there."

He gave a reasonable reminder. The Chuang Empire had paid a heavy price to hire those Nascent Soul cultivators. If Qi Yuan were to kill their enemies without asking for anything but cultivation manuals, they would naturally be offended, or even resentful.

Nevertheless, Qi Yuan replied nonchalantly, "It’s fine, I’m a reasonable man. I’ll reason with them."

True Lord Great Wisdom nodded seriously. "Senior’s reasoning is the highest truth. I wholeheartedly agree with it."

Jiang Ya was speechless.

Reason? This is called killing, beheading!

She seriously suspected that following the Blood-Clothed Sword God would lead True Lord Great Wisdom astray. His master would probably be so furious that he would come out of seclusion.

Qi Yuan glanced at the officials and bade them farewell.

The emperor of Wei’s fierce eyes filled with reluctance. "Senior, may peace be with you!"

The princes, the nobles, even the imperial guards all stared at Qi Yuan. Some wept, while others appeared utterly unwilling to part, as if their own father were leaving. No, perhaps someone closer than that.

The scene suddenly became unsettling, at least to Jiang Ya.

She felt goosebumps on her back.

What is happening right now? Their emotions are exceedingly intense and genuine. Is it really necessary?

Qi Yuan said without looking back, "We’re leaving."

As they departed, cries of weeping could be heard from the palace, louder than ever.

Jiang Ya finally could not hold back and asked, "Senior, why are they like this toward you?"

She really couldn’t wrap her head around it!

Qi Yuan replied matter-of-factly, "Because I saved them."

Jiang Ya didn’t believe it. If a great demon saved her, she would be grateful, but still fearful. Meanwhile, they acted as if they had just been reunited with their long-lost father.

Seeing her disbelief, Qi Yuan sighed, appearing oddly desolate. "Who would’ve thought that at under twenty, I’d become a father and to more than a billion children, no less?"

Well, as the Heavenly Dao of this world, the beings of Moonwatch Continent were his children in a sense.

Jiang Ya was stunned.

True Lord Great Wisdom explained, "From my many years of experience, the number of life-bearing factors exceeds a hundred million. Theoretically, if both partners are compatible, they can produce a hundred million children at once. I’ve been researching this all along. If my dual-core cultivation ever hits a roadblock, I’ll simply let my countless descendants roam the world for me."

That made Qi Yuan admire the True Lord Great Wisdom even more.

This isn’t great wisdom, it’s the foolish-old-man wisdom! Wisdom that appears foolish yet truly profound!

Qi Yuan praised sincerely, "True Lord Great Wisdom sure is knowledgeable!"

True Lord Great Wisdom replied calmly, "Truths are hidden in everyday life. All you need are eyes to perceive and minds to analyse. For example, I realized that if I abstain for half a day every day, over time, it amounts to half a lifetime. Thus, they aren’t lustful as people think, they’ve simply abstained for an extraordinarily long time!"

Qi Yuan exclaimed, "Great truths are always simple!"

In fact, even he had discovered many truths. For example, those who lived long among mortals were usually the elderly.

Jiang Ya did not want to speak. She was still confused. Dragging the topic back to stop them from discussing, she asked, "Senior, is Moonwatch Continent really your home?"

Qi Yuan nodded firmly. "Yes."

Jiang Ya questioned further, "Were you born in the Moonwatch Continent?"

She remembered that when she first met him, his Origin Divine Technique felt incompatible with the Canglan World.

Gazing at the sky, Qi Yuan answered, "Well, that’s half true. I established my foundation here using the Heavenly Dao."

Jiang Ya was puzzled, finding nothing after carefully examining him. "Heavenly Dao foundation?"

***

At the Chuang Empire.

A solemn and emotionless young prince held a basin of foot-washing water. His name is Zhao Ci.

The young girl beside him whispered, "Imperial Brother, if only you heeded Senior Zhang Yan's advice, you wouldn’t have to suffer such humiliation!"

Half a year ago, the Moluo Army invaded the Chuang Empire. The emperor personally sought help from Canglan World’s Nascent Souls. In return, they ceded five cities and sent nine princes and princesses as servants.

One of the Nascent Souls, Zhang Yan, took a liking to Zhao Ci and wanted to accept him as a disciple. However, Zhao Ci refused, which angered Zhang Yan. The young prince suffered various humiliations as a result.

Zhao Ci replied, "Imperial Sister, you know I admire the Faceless Sword God most. As a member of Faceless God Cult, I cannot serve another."

Five thousand years ago, the Faceless God Cult rose to prominence. They worshiped the Faceless Sword God.

According to legend, alien demons once invaded the Moonwatch Continent in ancient times. People lived in destitution, and millions of rebellious citizens were hanged from the ancient tree. Unable to see the people suffering, the Faceless Sword God fought alone against three thousand alien demons. In the end, he perished together with them.

The young girl’s eyes dimmed as she uttered, "There is no second Faceless Sword God."

The legend was so ancient that she doubted its truth. Recalling something, she brightened slightly. "Imperial Brother, have you heard of the Blood-Clothed Sword God who slaughtered the Moluo Clan? Do you think he could save the Chuang Empire?"

Zhao Ci sighed softly. Through Zhang Yan, he already understood the power structure of Eastern Canglan World. The three Venerables were absolute top-tier experts and commanded hundreds of fifth-realm cultivators. By their account, the Blood-Clothed Sword God was only at the fifth realm as well.

Carrying the basin, Zhao Ci knocked and entered the room.

Zhang Yan glanced at him with a mocking smile. "Do you really think that Blood-Clothed Sword God can save Chuang Nation?"

Zhao Ci’s heart skipped a beat and said nothing.