Qi Yuan could not help but sigh emotionally. "These Yin Spirits are all quite shy and introverted. They didn't want me to escort them, so they just ran off."

Seemingly not hearing his words, Wujun gritted his teeth. "Short-sighted fools!"

Those Yin Spirit Venerables regarded the Blood-Clothed Sword God as if he were a plague. They spoke of resisting the Great Calamity, yet fled at the first sign of trouble!

With a complicated gaze, he turned to Seven-Scar Elder. "You didn't leave with them?"

Aside from the Seven-Scar Elder, every Yin Spirit had departed, without a single exception.

Coughing, Seven-Scar Elder coughed and answered truthfully, "I am already at the end of my life. I’ve lived long enough. If I can see the claws of the Great Calamity, I can die without regrets."

Lord Wind narrowed his eyes at Qi Yuan. "The Dark Sun is descending. You should leave, Blood-Clothed Sword God."

He was concerned about Qi Yuan’s safety. Even Crimson Flare died at the hands of the four generals. Unless the Blood-Clothed Sword God returned to the Moonwatch Continent, he would certainly die.

Qi Yuan answered with a question, "Does the Dark Sun have many techniques?"

It was the same question he had asked before. The one that no one had answered. He had been thinking about the Dark Sun's cultivation methods.

Wujun shook his head. He had no idea, as he had never even heard of the Dark Sun before. In the end, he speculated reasonably, "They have many powerful experts, so they should also have many techniques."

Qi Yuan's eyes shone. "Where is their headquarters?"

Why not take this opportunity to rob the Dark Sun?

Seven-Scar Elder replied, "I'm afraid only people from the Dark Sun themselves know that."

Qi Yuan shrugged. "Looks like I'll have to wait until they arrive."

Seven-Scar Elder showed a suspicious expression. "Senior, you aren't returning to the Moonwatch Continent?"

Naturally, he also believed Qi Yuan was going to return to his home ground.

Qi Yuan answered seriously, "Why should I return to the Moonwatch Continent? I'm originally from Canglan. I’m just going to wait for them to arrive. In my heart, they’re my white moonlight, second only to Great Venerable Jasmine."

Her Mythic Secret Treasury secured her the top rank, while the four generals temporarily ranked second.

Seven-Scar Elder was speechless. Wujun also remained silent.

In the following days, the entire Qinghong City became extremely oppressive, as if a storm were about to break. Jasmine also found an excuse to temporarily leave the city. Clearly, all of them wanted to avoid the Dark Sun.

***

Jasmine lazily stared at the figure in the mirror, a lazy smile playing on her lips. "This time, your guess was wrong. Blood-Clothed Sword God didn't return to the Moonwatch Continent."

Some time earlier, the figure had said that the great battle would occur in the Moonwatch Continent. Yet not only did Blood-Clothed Sword God remain in the Seeking Dao Palace, he also chose to confront the enemy.

"He truly exceeded expectations," said the figure.

Jasmine's eyes curved with amusement. "According to your logic, will he win as he is?"

"No. He will still lose," the figure replied. "Before their foundations were stripped, the four generals used to be Mythic experts. Though only their shells remained, they had reached peak Step Six after being tempered day and night. Compared to that, Blood-Clothed Sword God is not even a Mythic. Otherwise, why is his name not on the Mythic Stele?"

The Mythic Stele was a supreme treasure in the Central Heaven, which recorded the names of every Mythics in Canglan. Whenever someone stepped into the Mythic realm, the stele would sense it and inscribe their name. At the same time, it had another name, the Stele of the Dead. After all, anyone whose name was recorded there would not survive a single Great Calamity.

Only a few Mythic level experts recorded on the stele were still alive. They rarely appeared in the mortal world, constantly concealing their auras, seemingly hoping to avoid the Great Calamity that would arrive hundreds of years later. Unfortunately, no Mythic had ever survived the Great Calamity.

Jasmine smiled meaningfully. "Well, the stele doesn’t have your name either."

"I am different from Blood-Clothed Sword God," the figure said, his back turned toward her. "I am a Mythic and yet not a Mythic, but he isn’t."

"In that case, why doesn't he run?"

"Perhaps, something is truly wrong with his brain," the man murmured, seemingly puzzled himself.

The world was immense, and strange events unfolded all around. Even a Great Venerable could have a few screws loose.

Jasmine sighed, somewhat disappointed. "What a pity I can't kill him personally. He'll have to die at the hands of the Dark Sun."

"You probably won't be able to anyway," the figure teased.

Although Jasmine had concealed her strength, she was only at Step Five of Heaven-Treading.

Jasmine smiled, her breath fragrant. "But I still have you."

"If nothing attracts my interest, I won't act," he said indifferently.

"Well, Blood-Clothed Sword God indeed isn't worth your intervention." Jasmine stared at him passionately, licking her lips. "Master, what interesting task will you assign to me next?"

"Just watch the show."

***

Inside Seeking Dao Palace, Qi Yuan carefully created his own cultivation method, absorbing all kinds of knowledge. Contrary to the rumors outside, Qi Yuan remained very calm and was not trembling in fear.

After an unknown amount of time, A Violet Palace cultivator said respectfully, "Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God, a Nascent Soul cultivator who calls himself Shen Wushen has arrived with your token!"

He felt quite curious. Why would a powerhouse like him associate with so many weak people? Shen Wushen was one thing, but a mere Core Formation cultivator like Gao Xiaoyu also called him “brother.” It was truly absurd.

Qi Yuan's face lit up with joy. "He's here?"

The real tycoon had arrived! One Mythic-tier technique was greater than a hundred Heaven-tier techniques! Compared to Shen Wushen, Jasmine wasn't even worth a fart !

"Quick, invite him in. No, I'll go personally to receive him!"

He instantly appeared outside and spotted Shen Wushen.

The surrounding Violet Palace cultivators hurriedly saluted when they saw Qi Yuan.

"Greetings, Great Venerable!"

Shen Wushen appeared surprised, feeling quite curious. "Why are they calling you Great Venerable?"

Qi Yuan answered honestly, "After I beat their boss, they figured I must be a Great Venerable too."

Honesty was the best policy.