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

Chapter 452: The Righteous Reformation

Chapter 452: The Righteous Reformation

The Star Projections of the two Yang Gods had transformed into the character for "woman."

This was shocking and baffling.

Even the powerful cultivators at the Grand Supreme Truth level had no idea what was happening.

"What is this..."

"What on earth could cause this?"

Countless Yang Gods muttered to themselves, some feeling their hearts tremble with fear.

The event was too strange, too abstract, and far beyond their understanding and comprehension.

At that moment, within the strange land:

Qi Yuan gazed at the two figures in front of him, his expression complex.

"Expelled from manhood, but turned into women? How did that happen?"

This wasn’t right.

Even though what the East Factory couldn’t do, the West Factory could, did being expelled from manhood mean being accepted into womanhood?
What about other genders?

God Blood Celestial, now with a look of horror on his face, spoke in a shrill voice tinged with femininity:
"What have you done to me?"

He, a Grand Truth-level Yang God, whose power could shake the Sixfold Heavens, had never before experienced such a loss of control over his own fate.

As for Great Bliss Celestial, he had long since transformed into what could now be called Great Weeping Celestial.

"You slandered me, lowering humanity's moral baseline, so I expelled you from manhood. You don’t understand?" Qi Yuan replied thoughtfully as he looked at God Blood Celestial.
"Also, don’t raise your voice at me. You're merely a biological woman now."

Qi Yuan felt the ethics of the situation were quite complicated and difficult to untangle.

Even biological men shouldn’t raise their voices at him.

Staring at God Blood, Qi Yuan didn’t hesitate any longer.

"Perhaps... it’s better if you just die."

Now, in this strange land, God Blood Celestial only had the combat power of a peak Heavenly Sovereign.

With Qi Yuan’s strength, even without using the Supreme Truth, he could easily kill God Blood Celestial with just his Martial God of Myriad Daos abilities.

After all, within this strange land, Qi Yuan, who had mastered the Martial God of Myriad Daos, was in his element.

Furthermore, after cultivating the Ancestral Blood Scripture, his strength had grown tremendously, and Qi Yuan was no longer the same as before.

His mighty body moved forward, space trembling and collapsing with his every step. His brutal punch, without any mercy, came crashing down.

"Become fertilizer for my underworld!"

The fist struck.

Qi Yuan’s massive hand suddenly morphed into a futuristic grinder, and its enormous jaws swallowed the God Blood Celestial, who was still bound by chains.

"Ahhh!"

God Blood Celestial let out a pitiful scream.

The massive stone mill, blades spinning, shredded his body and soul alike.

Finally, with a loud roar, a pile of fertilizer was produced.

Great Bliss Celestial stood to the side, swallowing hard, utterly terrified.

He had lived for countless years and thought he’d seen it all.

But today... he had seen something truly beyond his comprehension.

Qi Yuan stared at the remains of God Blood Celestial, now reduced to fertilizer, and muttered in surprise,
"It seems that using Supreme Truth recklessly can lead to unintended consequences, especially in... bedroom matters."

Qi Yuan shuddered at the thought.

At present, the use of Supreme Truth was beyond his full control.

If he were to accidentally use it during his wedding night, who knew what kind of unspeakable horrors might occur?

However, Qi Yuan also knew that this was because he had only just grasped the Supreme Truth and hadn’t yet fully mastered it.

Once he reached the level of Moon God Sovereign, he would be able to wield it freely.

Having eliminated God Blood Celestial and stored the fertilizer in his underworld, Qi Yuan’s gaze fell upon Great Bliss Celestial.
"As for you... it's time to end it. Take your own life."

"No!"

Great Bliss Celestial, gripping the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, was frantic, his eyes bloodshot.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner trembled, and countless vengeful spirits surged forth, grabbing onto Great Bliss Celestial’s arms.

He was already bound by the jury and the judges, and under the influence of Qi Yuan’s Supreme Truth, he had no ability to resist.

His body was dragged into the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, torn to pieces by the endless ghosts.

Within the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, the vengeful spirits’ eyes gleamed with chaotic, murderous intent.

These ghosts were formed from the souls of cultivators that Ghost Heaven had annihilated, refined from their very essence.

It could be said that the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner was the ultimate source of evil, filled with boundless malevolence.

A single Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner contained more innocent souls than even the population of Earth.

"What a pity, he was consumed by the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, and didn’t get to become fertilizer for my underworld," Qi Yuan sighed as he looked at the banner.

Reaching out, Qi Yuan grabbed the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

"Come back to me, my dream banner!"

This banner was a split-off of the true Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

Although its power was only one-eleventh of the original, it still qualified as a Creation Artifact with offensive capabilities.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner trembled and spewed forth black mist.

Ferocious spirit slaves and endless ghostly servants glared at Qi Yuan, stretching out their skeletal hands as they wailed and shrieked like a sea of ghosts.

Their appearance was enough to scare even the bravest souls.

Watching this, Qi Yuan mused that if he brought this banner back to Earth and opened a haunted house attraction, it would surely be a hit.

These ghosts were far scarier than anything on TV, twisted into grotesque, indescribable shapes—a mass of limbs, or a pile of heads.

Looking at these spirit slaves, Qi Yuan remembered his plan.

Clearing his throat, he spoke gently:
"Perhaps others fear you, but I think... you’re all rather beautiful."

Qi Yuan was about to start his reformation project, planning to turn the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner into his dream banner.

Step one was to transform the spirit and ghostly slaves within into righteous souls.

To begin, Qi Yuan employed the Great Forgetfulness Mind Sutra along with Absolute Adaptation to begin cleansing the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

Although the spirits within had committed many atrocities, their original selves were innocent.

Thus, Qi Yuan planned to brainwash and reform them.

This reformation would reverse the process.

Just as the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner hunted and refined living souls into vicious spirits, devoid of intelligence, Qi Yuan would now turn them into righteous spirits.

As expected, upon hearing Qi Yuan’s words, the spirits within the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner were momentarily confused. Their angry roars and cries were significantly reduced.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan hurriedly continued:
"Don’t blame yourselves. Don’t be afraid or ashamed. No one is born evil. In fact, you are all beautiful!"

He said, as he slowly approached the terrifying ghosts assembled before him like a gigantic, monstrous figure.

"This world is filled with darkness and corruption. It needs righteous beings like you to cleanse it and restore peace.

You’ve seen the darkness, so you cherish the light even more.

If you have any negative thoughts, just tell me. I’ll erase them."

Qi Yuan moved closer.

The Great Forgetfulness Mind Sutra was activated.

Absolute Adaptation was activated.

Qi Yuan’s form began to twist.

To the eyes of the ghosts, Qi Yuan now resembled a swirling mass of blood-red shadows, without form.

He looked like the King of All Ghosts, the Ancestor of Ghosts, terrifying enough to make the ghosts tremble in fear and submission.

But this twisted, formless blood-shadow was emitting holy light.

This left the ghosts, shrouded in black smoke, both terrified and utterly baffled.

"Children, reach out your hands and join me in creating a better world!" Qi Yuan extended his hand, his expression gentle, like a benevolent father.

Within the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, the endless ghosts, still trembling, began to transform. Their black smoke slowly turned to holy light.

Qi Yuan was quite experienced in this.

After all, he had once transformed the Glorious Sword, a weapon exuding bloodthirsty energy, into one that radiated holy light.

Now, turning black smoke into white smoke… wasn’t that hard, right?

At this moment, the terrifying ghosts inside the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner hesitated but were seemingly influenced by Qi Yuan’s words. One by one, they stretched out their ghoulish hands.

In an instant, countless pale hands reached toward Qi Yuan.

The lead spirit slave was a monstrous creature that had seemingly developed a hint of sentience.

It remained lurking within, its face blank, filled with fear, anger, and hesitation.

Eventually, with trepidation, it extended its hairy, skeletal hand as well.

Qi Yuan’s expression remained kind as he gazed at the outstretched hands.
"Good children..."

But just then, suddenly, the lead spirit’s hand surged with black smoke and swung viciously toward Qi Yuan’s face.

Slap!

The hand struck Qi Yuan’s shadowy face, producing a loud smack.

Yes, it struck the shadow.

A shadow created by Absolute Adaptation.

The sound echoed throughout the strange land.

All the ghosts froze, their actions halting mid-air.

The wailing and howling ceased.

Then, a cheerful yet mischievous voice rang out:
"Oh my, you touched my little face!"

The shadow let out a happy giggle, even sounding a bit bashful.

Seeing this, the ghosts seemed to relax, or perhaps they were influenced by Qi Yuan.

The black smoke around them quickly transformed into bright, white light.

At that moment, Qi Yuan approached the lead spirit slave, his expression still kind.
"You’re quite bold, touching my little face. Well, I’ll touch you back."

The lead spirit slave, sensing something terrifying, roared in anger and fear.

"You’re shouting so joyfully, are you welcoming me?" Qi Yuan asked, his voice still gentle as he pinned the lead spirit to the ground.

"Lie down properly. I’ll give you a nice massage!"

"Oh, look at that! Your spine’s all poisoned. Let me remove it for you!"

"Don’t shout so loud in excitement. I know you’re happy!"

"Come on, I’ll touch your little face too and give you a pretty new one!"

Sitting atop the lead spirit, Qi Yuan ripped off its face.

Its spine and bones were ground into powder.

"Your bones are too black, unfit for a righteous servant. Today, I’ll replace them with white ones—for free!"

Qi Yuan began his extensive reformation process, not forgetting to give an inspiring speech along the way.

The remaining ghosts stayed far away, peeking at Qi Yuan from a distance.

Time ticked by.

Under the influence of the Great Forgetfulness Mind Sutra, the once-ghastly spirits were transformed from sinister, terrifying figures into beings glowing with white light.

Their skeletal forms were now dressed in festive red robes.

All their mismatched limbs and bone plates were reassembled into human shapes.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Qi Yuan surveyed the reformed ghosts with satisfaction:
"Look at them. Don’t they resemble the righteous souls of the Human Emperor Banner? Not a single skeleton in sight!"

Demon Eye Celestial glanced over.

He saw a skeleton adorned with small red flowers, a red scarf draped around its neck.

Another ghost, trembling all over, was now as white as jade, with eyes that glowed like lasers, shining a blinding white light.

To describe it:

The ghosts of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner previously had a Western horror vibe—distorted, grotesque creatures with mouths full of needle-sharp teeth.

But now?
They were neatly dressed, looking almost human at first glance.

Yet, on closer inspection, their blank expressions and vacant, soulless eyes were unnerving.

In fact, they now resembled ghosts from Chinese horror.

"They do look human, but for some reason, they’re even more unsettling now," Demon Eye Celestial commented seriously.

"Really?"

Qi Yuan glanced at them.

They did look pretty creepy.

"Well, that’s easy to fix. I’ll just give them a cute big-eye effect!"

With a wave of his hand, Qi Yuan cast a spell, infusing them all with adorable, wide-eyed effects.

Now, the once-terrifying ghosts looked cute and innocent.

"How about now? Don’t they resemble the righteous souls in the Human Emperor Banner?" Qi Yuan asked.

Demon Eye Celestial blinked, staring at one particularly cute female ghost.
"Can I take her home as a wife?"

"Get lost!"

Qi Yuan kicked him aside, satisfied with his reformation.

Now, even the original owner of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner wouldn’t recognize it.

"This is my Human Emperor Banner now.

Once my divine arts are complete, I’ll take down Ghost Heaven, reverse the Heavenly Gang, and swallow the main banner. Then it’ll all be mine!"

Qi Yuan held the banner, brimming with pride.

This attack had turned out to be incredibly fruitful.

Especially with the acquisition of the Human Emperor Banner, Qi Yuan now had a clearer path forward, including creating his own offensive Creation Artifact.

After all, at present, he didn’t possess any offensive Creation Artifacts, and to dominate the Six Heavens, he’d need to train within the Gate of Supreme Truth for tens of thousands, even millions of years.

That would take far too long.

After all, with a million years, who would still be training? He could just head back to Earth, find a job at a tech factory, earn 3,000 yuan a month, and in a million years, he’d have 3.6 billion yuan—instant financial freedom, with a spot among the top 100 richest people!

So, in order not to waste time and miss out on becoming one of the wealthiest, it was best to focus on crafting an offensive Creation Artifact.

"It’s time to head back."

...

Within Black Demon Abyss.

Murderous intent filled the air.

Black Sword’s elegant white robes were stained with blood, but his aura was as deep as the ocean.

"The audacity of Ghost Heaven to attempt an assassination on Black Sword—they deserve death!" a Grand Supreme Truth said, his voice dripping with killing intent.

"Thankfully, our ancestor consumed his own vital energy to save Black Sword!"

Black Sword had faced danger, entering a strange land, and it was only thanks to the ancestor’s use of a Creation Artifact and personal intervention that Black Sword was rescued.

Black Sword’s scholarly expression revealed nothing, but his tone was respectful:
"For this, I thank the ancestor!"

He bowed deeply toward the distant Black Demon Mountain.

"If it weren’t for the ancestor, I would’ve met a grim fate at the hands of those two Grand Supreme Truth Celestials."

Having faced an assassination attempt by two Grand Supreme Truth Celestials, Black Sword’s tone remained calm, his eyes free of any fear.

As if nothing had happened.

The other Yang Gods present were keenly aware of how dangerous the situation had been.

They, too, were Grand Supreme Truth Celestials and knew well the vast gulf between that level and ordinary Yang Gods.

Even though Black Sword had comprehended the Supreme Truth, he had not yet fully stepped into it. Facing a Grand Supreme Truth, lasting even a single breath would be impressive—let alone two breaths.

"I’ve heard that Blood Robe Junior Brother also faced an assassination attempt by Ghost Heaven. What has become of him?" Black Sword inquired, his tone tinged with disappointment.

Clearly, he didn’t hold much hope for Blood Robe’s survival.

Blood Robe was indeed strong, but facing an assassination attempt by Ghost Heaven made survival seem unlikely.

Hearing this, the other Grand Supreme Truths exchanged uneasy glances.

Finally, the fifth elder spoke slowly:
"In truth... we are all quite curious about that."

"Curious?"

"According to the information we’ve gathered, the ones who attempted to kill Blood Robe were Great Bliss Celestial and God Blood Celestial."

"God Blood? A Supreme Truth?" Black Sword was surprised.

His hopes for Blood Robe’s survival plummeted further.

After all, God Blood Celestial was a Supreme Truth-level Yang God.

"The two of them... their Star Projections transformed into the character for ‘woman,’ and then... they exploded."

"What?" Black Sword blinked, utterly baffled.

The fifth elder waved his hand, and in the vast Star Realm, two Star Projections blazed with light, twisting and contorting before suddenly transforming into the character for "woman."

And then, they exploded.

The entire scene was perplexing and eerie.

Black Sword stared at the display, his expression complicated:
"Could it be that Blood Robe Junior Brother also has a backer, an Upper Sovereign?"

The other Grand Supreme Truths fell into deep thought.

If this was something they couldn’t comprehend, then surely an Upper Sovereign must be involved.