My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

Chapter 419: The Power of Supreme Truth and Qi Yuan’s Sense of Urgency

Motong Yang God’s eyes gleamed with joy.

The more frantically Mozhi Yang God acted, the more excited Motong became.

"The luck of the Nine Heavens is on me; I'm destined to transcend!"

Without hesitation, Motong rushed headlong into the Supreme Truth Gate.

Transcending the Nine Heavens and becoming the foremost being in this realm was just within reach!

In an instant, Motong Yang God stepped through the Supreme Truth Gate.

The atmosphere around him changed abruptly. Ahead, the figure of Mozhi Yang God, cloaked in his blood-red robe, stood trembling, as if overwhelmed by fear and anger, almost as if he were sobbing.

Motong's eyes flashed with fanaticism. "Hahaha, destiny is mine! Forget Taihuang Palace and Moon God Palace, from now on... they will all serve me!"

The Supreme Truth Gate was the greatest creation artifact in the Nine Heavens.

Being a Supreme Truth Yang God already, if Motong could spend a million years inside the Supreme Truth Gate, comprehending all the Supreme Truths, he would undoubtedly reach the Great Supreme Truth Realm.

After absorbing the Supreme Truths understood by other Great Supreme Truth beings, who in the Nine Heavens could stop him from soaring freely?

At that moment, the trembling figure ahead gritted his teeth, and his angry words drifted back.

"You're stalking me!"

"Stalker! Peeping freak!"

"You weren’t spying on me in the bath, were you?"

"Oh, wait... I haven’t bathed in a while!"

"Stalking, peeping, breaking and entering... you’ve committed... the Ten Great Sins!"

The voice was so dramatic and full of emotion that, if heard in a courthouse on Earth, the judge might not even need a trial to believe this heartfelt monologue.

But this was the Nine Heavens.

Motong Yang God immediately grew cautious.

Mozhi’s behavior was far too strange.

Could it be... the Supreme Truth Gate affects one’s emotions?

The chaotic words Mozhi had just uttered didn’t seem like something he would normally say.

Becoming more and more wary, Motong stared at Mozhi Yang God’s back.

Then, Mozhi Yang God turned around, and the smoke around him cleared, revealing a face as smooth as white jade, stunningly handsome.

Motong Yang God blinked, momentarily stunned.

Could the Supreme Truth Gate not only affect emotions but also... alter appearances?

This Mozhi Yang God looked nothing like the person he remembered!

"Criminals must be punished!" declared Qi Yuan, continuing his act.

"You're not Mozhi, are you?" Motong Yang God asked, both surprised and growing more apprehensive.

His eyes filled with suspicion, and behind him, countless eyes appeared, all scanning Qi Yuan.

He activated his Microscopic Observation.

He wanted to see Qi Yuan's true form.

However, despite the power of Motong's Microscopic Observation, he received very little feedback from the crimson-cloaked figure before him.

His sense of apprehension grew.

"I’m not Mozhi, of course. I am the spirit of the Supreme Truth Gate!" Qi Yuan replied, thoroughly enjoying his role. "Since you've broken into my home, I’ll be borrowing your head!"

With Qi Yuan's words, his blood-red sword rose, its dark crimson light dazzling.

Greed, envy, lust... all sorts of powerful auras emanated from it.

"A Great Heaven Yang God?"

"No... an innate divine power?"

"The Purple Mansion?"

Motong was struck by the absurdity of the situation.

The pressure he felt was on par with a Great Heaven Yang God.

But the attack seemed to come from an innate divine power.

It was a bit like being in a duel with a mathematics professor, only for him to pull out a quadratic equation as his ultimate move.

However, this was the Supreme Truth Gate, and Motong remained cautious.

Even when facing innate divine powers, his Microscopic Observation was operating at full capacity.

"Heaven’s Punishment!"

Normally, when a Great Heaven Yang God faces off against a Supreme Truth Yang God, the former has almost no chance of survival.

Without the Supreme Truth, one is like a person who cannot truly see the world for what it is.

When Motong activated his Microscopic Observation, every movement of Qi Yuan, every flow of spiritual energy, seemed to be within his control.

The fierce, blood-soaked sword strike, despite its overwhelming power, had a subtle weakness that Motong detected immediately.

Confident of victory, he counterattacked.

"An alternative Yang God like you is nothing!"

He was certain he had deduced Qi Yuan's true nature.

But what he didn’t anticipate was Qi Yuan’s sharp tongue.

"You spied on me!"

"Your gaze makes me uncomfortable!"

"This is harassment!"

Qi Yuan shouted in mock anger, unleashing a devastating strike.

Motong Yang God smirked. This attack clashed with his, and the two were evenly matched.

"The Supreme Truth Gate is mine! As for the person you want dead... I’ll deal with the one in Taihuang Palace for you!"

"You talk too much!"

Qi Yuan realized just how powerful the Supreme Truth Realm was.

With a Yang God like Mozhi, he could take him down with a sneak attack or a swift strike.

But facing a Supreme Truth Yang God, he sensed real danger and unease.

"Your sword isn’t all that!" Motong Yang God confidently activated his Microscopic Observation to its fullest extent. As soon as Qi Yuan's sword fell, he would immediately counter and strike Qi Yuan down.

But just as the sword’s immense power reached its peak, Qi Yuan suddenly withdrew it.

"Oops, I’m putting my sword away!"

When Qi Yuan’s brow twitched, a sign of impending disaster, he pulled his attack back without hesitation.

Motong Yang God hesitated for a moment, then sneered, "Nothing special!"

"I’m coming again!"

At that moment, Qi Yuan attacked once more, unleashing the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique, its fierce energy rippling through the heavens and the earth.

Motong Yang God sensed a surge of danger and immediately activated Microscopic Observation, frantically searching for flaws in the sword strike.

In an instant, countless pieces of information passed through his mind, and his eyes locked onto a weak point.

But then, the familiar mocking voice rang out again.

"Oops, fooled you, I’m backing off!"

Qi Yuan once again withdrew his sword, and all of Motong’s calculations went to waste.

Seeing this, Motong Yang God, despite his usually calm demeanor, was now livid. He wanted nothing more than to rip Qi Yuan’s mouth apart.

Microscopic Observation was more suited for defense, and each time Qi Yuan withdrew, it wasted Motong's energy.

He wasn’t a Great Supreme Truth, and using Microscopic Observation consumed immense energy.

So, now, he was beginning to feel desperate.

As for Qi Yuan, even without Supreme Truth, his raw power surpassed Motong’s.

This was immensely frustrating.

"Here I come again!"

With Qi Yuan’s taunting voice, another powerful strike surged forth.

Motong didn’t hesitate, activating Microscopic Observation to find the flaws.

"I’m leaving again, backing off!"

Once again, Qi Yuan withdrew his strike, leaving Motong exasperated.

"Damn it!" Motong was on the verge of losing his cool.

"I know you’re getting anxious, but don’t be too hasty!" Qi Yuan quipped casually.

"You’re seeking death!" Motong bellowed, launching a desperate attack with his Supreme Truth.

Though Microscopic Observation was primarily defensive, it could be used offensively as well.

The only downside was that offensive attacks consumed even more energy and were less powerful.

Normally, Motong could take down a typical Great Heaven Yang God without even needing to use Supreme Truth.

But Qi Yuan was no ordinary Great Heaven.

"That’s it?" Qi Yuan remained completely still.

Ten Thousand Dao War God!

With the power of 4,000 Nascent Souls converging into him, Qi Yuan chose to face Motong Yang God’s strike head-on!

Boom!

The clash between two Yang Gods was so powerful that an ordinary small world would have been obliterated, its crust turning to dust.

The force of their collision caused space itself to tremble and crack.

Spatial fissures expanded, only to collapse again.

Qi Yuan, with his long hair flowing and his blood-red sword in hand, stood unscathed as the fractured space passed by his fingertips.

"Old man, can you still fight?"

Motong Yang God roared in anger. "Damn you!"

He was truly enraged now.

Never before had he encountered such an opponent!

Even against Longyue Yang God, he had always held the upper hand.

"Care to try again?" Qi Yuan chuckled softly.

But Motong’s eyes now flickered with fear.

Attacking had drained too much energy, and the effectiveness of his Microscopic Observation was diminishing.

So, he didn’t dare to make another move.

"If you won’t take the initiative, then I’ll have to!" Qi Yuan said with a teasing smile. "After all, you’re my White Moonlight, old man!"

He spoke as if he were talking to a playful child, his voice full of mock affection.

Drawing his sword once more, Qi Yuan unleashed a terrifying strike that shook the heavens.

Each of Qi Yuan’s strikes was genuine, and Motong had no choice but to activate Microscopic Observation again.

"You’re too strong! I’m retreating..." Qi Yuan said.

"But not this time!"

At that moment, Qi Yuan noticed his right eyebrow wasn’t twitching.

That meant his opponent’s Supreme Truth wasn’t actually functioning.

With a powerful thrust, Qi Yuan's sword pierced through the sky and landed squarely in the massive eye of Motong Yang God.

In an instant, tens of thousands of smaller eyes behind him writhed in agony, as if pierced by needles.

"Ahhh!" Motong Yang God screamed in disbelief, his face twisted in shock. "You... also have Supreme Truth?"

Otherwise, he couldn’t understand how Qi Yuan had seen through his deception.

"I don’t need Supreme Truth. It’s a man’s intuition—you wouldn’t understand."

"I’m striking again! Will you dodge this time?"

Qi Yuan swung his sword once more.

Motong Yang God, now panicking, activated Microscopic Observation frantically.

He had no choice but to fight back, unwilling to believe that his energy reserves were lower than Qi Yuan’s.

After all, he was a Supreme Truth Yang God! How could he lose to a mere Great Heaven Yang God?

But Motong had made a critical miscalculation.

He was fighting alone.

While Qi Yuan had an endless supply of power from his 4,000 Nascent Souls.

With such a vast reserve of energy, Qi Yuan wasn’t afraid of a battle of attrition, and in fact, he could have even challenged a Great Supreme Truth in this situation.

"I’m coming again!"

"And I’m retreating again!"

"Hahaha..."

Within the Purple Mansion, Qi Yuan played with Motong Yang God like a cat toying with a mouse, constantly harassing and attacking him.

The once proud and confident Motong was reduced to a decrepit state, weary and defeated.

"Die!"

With the power of the Ten Thousand Dao War God and his 4,000 Nascent Souls, Qi Yuan unleashed an unstoppable strike.

Even Motong Yang God’s Microscopic Observation couldn’t block the attack.

His massive eye was shattered.

"Ahhh!" Motong Yang God screamed in pain, but Qi Yuan’s attacks kept coming.

At this level of battle, once the tide turned, it was impossible for Motong to recover.

After countless exchanges, the battle finally came to an end. Qi Yuan floated in the air, gazing at the shattered remains of Motong Yang God.

"You’re not Motong Yang God. You are merely a shadow of my past self!" Qi Yuan murmured softly.

With his Purple Mansion form, he had defeated a Supreme Truth Yang God.

In the Nine Heavens, Supreme Truth Yang Gods were considered to be among the highest echelon of power.

In the Sixth Heaven, except for the Black Devil Abyss, any other sacred land would gladly accept a Supreme Truth Yang God if they pledged allegiance.

Though Qi Yuan should have felt elated with his victory, his expression was somber.

It had taken him so much effort just to defeat a single Supreme Truth Yang God of the Devil Abyss.

What about a Great Supreme Truth?

What about the one in Taihuang Palace?

Qi Yuan felt an overwhelming sense of urgency.

"The enemies... are far too powerful."

Qi Yuan sighed deeply.

At that moment, the silent voice from his game jade slip echoed again, as if curious about something.

Qi Yuan smiled lightly. "Yeah, my enemy is that guy from Taihuang Palace. He’s a tough nut to crack."

The silent voice responded again.

"Communication really helps. I think you’re getting smarter."

Qi Yuan sensed more emotion from the voice.

"But enough talk. I need to take a bath. I’m about to meet Jinli soon."

Qi Yuan’s form disappeared, leaving behind the remnants of the battle.

As for the spoils, he would sort them out after his bath.

...

"There are different levels of Supreme Truth."

"Heaven-grade, Earth-grade, Profound-grade, and Yellow-grade."

"Motong Yang God’s Microscopic Observation is a Profound-grade Supreme Truth!"

"If a Profound-grade Supreme Truth is this powerful, how terrifying must a Heaven-grade one be?"

"And even beyond that... Unparalleled Supreme Truth... is unimaginable."

Qi Yuan pondered.

He was starting to feel the pressure.

Not long ago, he had possessed the body of Wutian Buddha and witnessed a remnant of the Great Sunlight Buddha’s will.

The sheer power and majesty of it were beyond comprehension.

Even a fragment of that will was enough to suppress Qi Yuan.

So, how powerful would a fully realized Great Supreme Truth Realm being be?

And even among Great Supreme Truth beings, there were differences in strength, depending on the grade of Supreme Truth they had comprehended.

"There are four types of Unparalleled Supreme Truth: Absolute, Unique, Cycle, and Innate."

Unparalleled Supreme Truth was the highest and most invincible level of Supreme Truth.

These four types were the peak of Supreme Truth.

In the Sixth Heaven, there were fewer than five beings who had comprehended an Unparalleled Supreme Truth.

These Great Supreme Truth Realm beings were the true rulers of the Sixth Heaven.

Comparing it to Earth’s myths, they were akin to saints, while other Great Supreme Truth beings were like half-saints.

Ordinary Supreme Truth Yang Gods were more akin to golden immortals.

"The leader of Taihuang Palace is called the Sole Sun, and the Supreme Truth he mastered is also the Sole Sun, which is why he cannot allow Great Sunlight Buddha to live."

"Meanwhile, Moon God Yuanjun has mastered the Innate Lunar Supreme Truth."

"It seems I must attend the Supreme Truth Symposium. If I don’t comprehend an Unparalleled Supreme Truth, I won’t stand a chance against these old monsters."

Even though Qi Yuan had the Supreme Truth Gate, fully comprehending it would take tens of thousands, or even millions of years.

And he couldn’t afford to wait that long.

"Is there any Supreme Truth that’s an Unparalleled Supreme Truth and easy for me to understand?"

At this moment, Qi Yuan’s thoughts were in disarray.

This wasn’t the kind of issue a Purple Mansion cultivator should be concerned with.

But circumstances forced him to consider the bigger picture.

Pushing aside these worries, Qi Yuan donned a fresh blood-red robe. With his flawless jade-like appearance, he gazed softly at the stars above.

"It’s time to head to Absolute Moon Abyss."

Once more, his form shifted, this time transforming into the appearance of Motong Yang God.

In the Underworld, Qi Yuan had already brainwashed Motong Yang God’s remnant soul, gaining access to many of his memories.

For Qi Yuan, impersonating Motong was a trivial task.

However, this disguise wouldn’t last long.

After all, the Abyss was a war zone.

"I should take the chance to steal back... my well while I’m at it," Qi Yuan mused.

But all of these schemes would have to wait until after his reunion with Jinli.

A promise made long ago, spanning tens of millions of years.

The July Lake was no more, and the ancient Qitong Trees had vanished.

But none of that mattered.

"To see you again..."

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