Faced with Qi Yuan's invitation, the Yin Spirits all shrank back.

The first to speak was Jasmine. "Blood-Clothed Sword God, I have business to attend to at the Phoenix Palace. I must take my leave."

The other Yin Spirits quickly followed with excuses.

"Senior, my granddaughter just gave birth today. I must return to take a look."

"Senior..."

Nearly all of them bid their farewells.

Qi Yuan's expression did not change.

In contrast, Wujun flew into rage. "The Great Calamity is the enemy of our entire generation! Our lives and deaths are controlled by it! At a time like this, shouldn't we unite in hatred and eliminate its claws?"

One Yin Spirit stepped forward awkwardly. "Senior, it's not that we don't dare. It's just... the Four Generals of the Lei Clan even killed Great Venerable Crimson Flare. We'll simply be throwing our lives away."

"The Great Calamity is coming, and we haven't arranged our affairs yet. We cannot face it directly now."

"Senior, our strength is insufficient..."

Their faces held nothing but desperation to flee. They had no intention of resisting at all.

Jasmine smoothed her hair. "Blood-Clothed Sword God, why make things difficult for these Venerables? They each have their own hardships."

Before Qi Yuan could say anything, Wujun snapped. "The Great Calamity is not just the Blood-Clothed Sword God's problem?! It concerns all of us!"

The other Yin Spirits lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly. "Wujun, they are guests. Whether they stay or leave is up to them."

Again, he considered himself lawful good. [1]What did lawful mean? It meant following rules. Qi Yuan always followed his own rules. As for good, it went without saying. If he rode the bus, he would give up his seat to the elderly.

The other Yin Spirits breathed a sigh of relief, but none dared to move. After all, who knew if the Blood-Clothed Sword God and Wujun were playing good cop and bad cop? Moreover, the Blood-Clothed Sword God was notorious for killing everyone regardless of their realms. Once, he had even traveled thousands of miles with a squad of Violet Palace cultivators to personally execute a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He became famous as the city’s first and only Yin Spirit victim in ten thousand years.

Hence, the Yin Spirits did not believe Qi Yuan could possibly be so kind. He had to be plotting something!

At that moment, one Yin Spirit said in a trembling voice, "Thank you for your righteousness, Senior. Though I cannot help you face the Great Calamity, I am willing to donate my cultivation techniques to aid you!"

Without hesitation, he uploaded his techniques into the jade slip, then placed it on the table. "My eyesight is failing. I will not practice the techniques from the sharing society."

By returning the jade slip, he had made a righteous separation from the Yuan God Sharing Society.

Wujun was furious inside. Under normal circumstances, he would already be throwing hands. He inwardly cursed the ancestors of these cowards for eighteen generations.

Qi Yuan, however, brightened. "Not bad, not bad."

The other Yin Spirits immediately followed suit.

"I am also willing to donate my techniques to assist Senior!"

"Me too!"

"So am I!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

What were the techniques compared to life and death?

In just a short moment, Qi Yuan discovered that twenty more techniques had appeared in his jade slip.

He praised a certain Yin Spirit, "You're quite good. You uploaded three Heaven-tier techniques."

The Yin Spirit smiled humbly. The other Yin Spirits' thoughts began to churn. Is he hinting that uploading only one Heaven-tier technique is not enough? Why else would he praise someone like that?! There has to be a deeper meaning!

Understanding this, the Yin Spirits quickly stepped up.

"I still have techniques I'm willing to donate."

"Me too!"

They hurriedly uploaded everything they had. Otherwise, what if the Blood-Clothed Sword God made an example of them and sent them to the afterlife? Since the Dark Sun was approaching, he likely intended to flee. Though they had their reservations about him, they found it understandable that he would want to gather as many techniques as possible beforehand. Even though their hearts ached, they still handed everything over.

Soon, a huge number of techniques appeared in Qi Yuan's jade slip.

Qi Yuan smiled broadly. "The power of charisma shines again."

He felt his charisma growing stronger. Not only had he captivated Jasmine, but he had also charmed these Yin Spirits into donating their techniques.

The Yin Spirits continued uploading techniques.

At that moment, Qi Yuan stared at Jasmine with anticipation. "These people barely know me, yet they support my startup. Don’t you love me? How about donating the Mythic Secret Treasury to support my startup?"

Jasmine narrowed her eyes. "The Mythic Secret Treasury is not something I can decide. I shall donate three Heaven-tier techniques."

She also felt that offending the Blood-Clothed Sword God now would be unwise. Besides, he was at the end of his road, why argue with him? She uploaded her techniques as well.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but say, "You're this stingy even before we're married. Luckily I didn't accept your confession or, haa..."

He sighed repeatedly.

Jasmine's expression froze. She was furious inside. Stingy?!

If she were not wary of Qi Yuan’s strength, she would’ve attacked long ago. How she regretted using his name as a shield when rejecting Wujun. Now he brought it up constantly, and she couldn’t even refute him.

Eager to leave, the Yin Spirits quickly finished uploading their techniques.

Qi Yuan beamed at the growing number. He began wondering whether he should open branches of the Yuan God Sharing Society in every domain. If he held a ceremony once in each domain, wouldn't he gain countless techniques?

"Your righteousness will not be forgotten. Why not stay and have a meal before leaving?" Qi Yuan said politely.

The Yin Spirits hurriedly waved their hands. "No need."

If the four generals arrived and implicated them, they would be doomed.

However, Qi Yuan instructed the Violet Palace cultivators seriously, "But the food is already prepared. If no one eats it, wouldn't it be wasteful? Someone, come and pack meals for these Venerables. Remember, they’re esteemed guests. Make sure to serve plenty of dishes and meat, not just rice and vegetables, understood?"

The Violet Palace cultivators were stunned. Packing takeaway meals for Yin Spirits? They had never done such a thing in their entire life. Of course, since the Blood-Clothed Sword God had ordered it, they could only obey.

Soon, every Yin Spirit present was holding large bundles of packed food. Since the Blood-Clothed Sword God said they could not leave empty-handed, they had to leave fully loaded.

Qi Yuan praised them, "Very good. No fighting, no arguing over the packed meals. Truly exemplary behavior. Yin Spirits really do have high standards."

As expected of old monsters who had cultivated for ten thousand years!

"Everyone, you may leave now."

Hearing this, the Yin Spirits finally felt the oppressive weight in their hearts disappear. Why had they endured so long, standing here holding bags of food? It was all just to hear those words.

They quickly waved their hands and vanished in a flash.

1. ***E/N: chaotic neutral ☜