Chapter 382.1: Returning to Canglan, the Divine Radiance Sects First Violet Palace Cultivator!

Chapter 382.1: Returning to Canglan, the Divine Radiance Sect's First Violet Palace Cultivator!

Countless scenes flashed through Qi Yuan’s mind. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself atop Seven-Colored Peak of the Divine Radiance Sect.

"Did the game just end?"

The game's ending had come abruptly. With the departure of that bird, the sea of Root Demons also dispersed. Thus, before Qi Yuan had the chance to visit Canary and Ning Tao or return home to explain a few things to Zero-One, he was already back in Canglan.

"Hey, what kind of nonsense is this? You can leave all you want, but why take my Nascent Soul with you?!"

Right now, all he wanted was to unleash an Explosive Bird-Slaying Fist upon that woman. Strictly speaking, it was his fault for placing No-Food Goddess’ consciousness within her first. But why did she have to leave her corpse lying around? Wasn't it partly her own fault?

Still, considering No-Food Goddess's unique circumstances, Qi Yuan said nothing further. Aside from the No-Food Goddess, all of his Nascent Souls found descendants to possess, turning into grandpas and grandmas charging into battle.

The body of that expert beyond the Major Principle realm was the only suitable body for her to inhabit and gradually revive. Without it, she would have struggled to awaken, or at the very least, awakened much more slowly.

He felt helpless. "Haa... I played a game and ended up losing a kidney. Where can I even complain about this?"

Though he had many Nascent Souls, losing even one still pained him.

"Now, not only do I have a mental illness certificate, I also need a disability certificate. I've completely stacked my debuffs."

The surprise didn’t end there.

His eyes widened the moment he examined himself inwardly. "I am at Violet Palace now?"

Indeed, he had become the first Violet Palace cultivator in the Divine Radiance Sect's history.

Still, he felt disappointed. "But where's my Violet Palace?"

Though he had ascended, he didn't have a Violet Palace. The place where it should have been was completely empty.

"My disability seems pretty severe."

After playing this game, he had become genuinely disabled. One Nascent Soul had been abducted. His Violet Palace was nowhere to be found. The only comforting thing was just how powerful the Primordial Seed truly was. Nearly ninety-nine percent of the cultivation growth he had gained within the game had been transferred to reality.

He remained the Martial God of Ten Thousand Paths, wielding the power of the Yang Spirit. It could be said that this improvement far surpassed all his previous gains.

"Is the reason I didn't gain a new superpower because my Violet Palace wasn't successfully formed?"

Usually, every time Qi Yuan advanced to a new realm, he awakened a new ability. Eyes that could perceive hidden information. Ears that could hear thoughts and strange whispers. A nose that would grow longer whenever it detected a lie. Yet this time, nothing had changed. His Violet Palace remained incomplete.

He pondered, Hmm... So all I'm missing is an underworld palace?

With the Violet Qi already in his possession, all that remained was the underworld palace. Then, he turned his attention to his quest reward. It was a straight brush, somewhat resembling one used for calligraphy. Patterns of mountains and rivers adorned its ink-black shaft.

"It's a proper brush."

Within the Xuanyuan Forbidden Zone, Qi Yuan had once encountered the Madbrush. After completing the quest, he obtained a fox-tail-shaped brush. It was very improper.

"The Brush of Mountains and Rivers... I understand now. I simply have to find a painter and have them design my underworld. Then, my Violet Palace will exist."

The Brush of Mountains and Rivers was a supreme treasure. Dong Jun had used it to paint the Mountain-Sea Scroll, creating countless worlds. Now, that brush belonged to Qi Yuan.

He considered, So the problem remains... I need land, blueprints, and a painter?

With a wave of his hand, seven presentation slides appeared. These were the underworld proposals that someone from Arch Star had made for him.

Qi Yuan casually glanced through them. "Advancing to Violet Palace is way too difficult! Everyone else just enters seclusion, explores a secret realm, gathers enough resources, kicks their legs once, and enters the Violet Palace realm. Meanwhile, I have to buy land, find designers, and even hire someone to draw everything! Why do I have to go through all this trouble?"

He was furious at the unfairness of the world, lamenting, "Haa... Life's hardships are like this flowing river. Once gone, never to return."

Just then, Jiang Lingsu’s crisp voice suddenly came from outside his grand and luxurious concrete residence. "Senior Brother, have you come out of seclusion yet?"

She seemed to be deliberately lowering her tone, afraid of disturbing someone in meditation, yet a trace of concern remained within it.

Qi Yuan recognized her voice right away. He strode out from his upscale yet somewhat unbecoming concrete house. A faint smile flashed across his face. "Junior Sister, how did you know I had emerged from seclusion at precisely this moment? And how did you know that I accidentally advanced to Violet Palace?"

Donning blood-red robes, he truly carried the bearing of a great Violet Palace cultivator.

Outside, the violet-robed Jiang Lingsu's eyes widened. Crystal droplets scattered like lotus leaves swaying in a gentle breeze. Jiang Lingsu's eyes overflowed with joy and delight. "Senior Brother, you've finally come out! You've been in seclusion for two and a half years!"

Although Qi Yuan often secluded himself, it was never for very long. This time had been different. As a junior sister, worrying about and caring for her senior brother was perfectly normal, wasn't it? Every day, she would come to his door and softly call out, checking whether he had awakened. She was worried that something unfortunate had happened to him. Now that she finally saw him emerge, her face lit up with a smile.

Qi Yuan remarked, "Two and a half years. Not only was it a long time, but it was also an inauspicious duration."

When his gaze involuntarily settled upon Jiang Lingsu, his expression froze.

Fair skin peeked out from beneath her violet dress. Thistle-colored ribbons formed butterfly shapes atop her fair, delicate shoulders. Unlike all her previous dresses, this one featured an excessive amount of exposed sections. Though her flowing hair concealed most of her bare back, yet a graceful line traced its way downward, accentuating her figure.

The exposed skin on either side gleamed with porcelain-like smoothness, flawless and free of even the slightest excess fat. Openings at her waist further accentuated her slender and delicate figure. Further down, the gentle curves where her thighs met her torso could be vaguely discerned.

As for above, it was full, upright, and rounded—a stark contrast to her narrow waist. They were like ripe fruit hanging from slender branches, a stark contrast to Canary's warm, inverted jade bowls. Actually, they weren't even in the same category. Most importantly, there were two aspects that couldn't be described. Some people were right. Purple really did possess a certain charm.