Language was a strange thing.
There might be something hidden behind it.
Qi Yuan did not dwell on it any longer. He sat down and began thinking.
"The Qi Yuan Sutra can't be cultivated here. I need to cultivate a simplified version."
In this game world, what Qi Yuan wanted was to increase his strength.
Since he had not found any clear way to gain experience by killing monsters, cultivation was his only option.
The Qi Yuan Sutra was rather complicated to cultivate. Forget the Star Golden Core—even the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment alone was difficult to replicate.
So Qi Yuan planned to create a castrated version of the Qi Yuan Sutra for cultivation.
To improve his own strength.
After all, the Innate Seed had fused into this body. The cultivation returned to his original body was no longer that pitiful sliver from before.
Qi Yuan's current plan was to raise his realm quickly and gain the ability to protect himself.
Then he would participate in the Martial Arts Tournament.
After all, if his talent for martial arts turned out to be lacking and he could not win the tournament, didn't he still have Daoist arts?
It did not seem like there were any rules forbidding immortal arts in the Martial Arts Tournament.
Outside Jun An Residential District, two men and a woman carried fruit as they chatted and laughed on their way to Qi Yuan's home.
Wang Xu adjusted his glasses. Tall and broad-shouldered, he was the center of attention among the three.
During university, Wang Xu had been the class monitor. Through both his family connections and his own efforts, he had found work at the Maritime Safety Administration.
Qin Yuan Country's maritime hegemony was unrivaled across Arch Star. With sea trade flourishing, a job at the Maritime