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The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

My name is Qi Yuan, and I am a time traveler who now holds the esteemed title of the eldest martial brother at Seven Colours Peak. I am armed with a game jade slip capable of connecting realms across the heavens, and blessed with the ability to unveil hidden information through my discerning eyes. [A seemingly ordinary blade of grass reveals secrets of a clandestine meeting between True Man Ku Mu and Empress Dashang that transpired just three days prior.] [Her name is Ruan Yixi, who appears to be your beautiful master on the surface, but she may have a deeper connection, perhaps she is even your wife.] [This is Heavenly Dao of the World, a Spiritual Object renowned for its significance in Foundation Establishment] [This is a lifeless planet, a potential vessel for the creation of a Golden Elixir]. So my road of cultivation turns gradually strange. "Heavenly Dao? A Spiritual Object for Foundation Establishment?" "So many desolate planets, all refined into Golden Elixir!" The Heavenly Dao is used as the foundation and refining stars into Golden Elixir. I am Qi Yuan, I become the origin of all things. My name is Jiang Lingsu, a fellow disciple at Seven Colours Peak. My Senior Brother is mentally ill. He is never focused on work. Nor does he like cultivation. He only loves simulation games. Senior Brother says, "Playing games is like cultivation. It can also create a world." One day, there is one more sun in the sky. I ask him what it is, he says, "That is my Golden Elixir!" This book is also titled 'Cultivation: The Jade Slip's Universe' and 'The Golden Elixir I Cultivated is a Planet,'

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Chapter 41 Divorce! _1

When Qi Yuan logged into the game again, he really wanted to post a video.

"Folks, what am I to do? My family has arranged a ghost marriage for me!"

Then, he would add a watermelon head special effect.

If it were a certain music app, the comments might be, "Sis, hang in there."

If it were a certain forum, the comments might be, "Bro, you're lucky."

Of course, these are nothing but stereotypes.

These responses can't solve Qi Yuan's current problem.

He looks at his new bride.

He really wants to see her face, her eyebrows, her arms, and her thighs.

Is it too much to want to see his own bride?

However, this bride... doesn't have a face.

Not only does she not have a face, but she also doesn't have any hands or legs.

No... feet.

"Ah, I just took a nap, how did I end up getting married to an NPC?"

The place where Qi Yuan was standing was like a wedding room.

There were paper flowers pasted on the window, with the Chinese character for happiness written on them.