In the midst of their conversation, tensions flared.

The people from the Star-Plucking Tower were unwilling to back down and were ready to fight.

Chen Qingyuan remained unafraid, his Yulan Sword humming as if eager for more battle.

A “卍” symbol appeared above Daochen Buddha’s child’s head, slowly rotating and radiating dazzling Buddha light.

Zhangsun Fengye stepped forward, standing with hands behind his back, looking elegant and confident.

“If you want to fight again, I’m not afraid.”

“Stop!”

Wan Ling’s shout made the people from the Star-Plucking Tower restrain their aura, not daring to act rashly.

“Holy Son, are we just going to let this go?”

A Heaven’s Pride who had been severely injured by Wu Junyan earlier spoke unwillingly.

“We had an agreement before; the Star-Plucking Tower cannot go back on its word. Let’s go.”

Wan Ling looked at Chen Qingyuan and the others with a serious expression and said in a contemplative tone.

“But…”

Some disciples of the Star-Plucking Tower were still reluctant to leave and wanted to speak further.

Wan Ling’s cold glare made those disciples shut their mouths immediately, lowering their heads in silence. Questioning the Holy Son’s decision in front of many Heaven’s Pride was an act of great disrespect.

Whoosh—

Then, Wan Ling led over a hundred people from the Star-Plucking Tower away without looking back.

Wan Ling thought to himself that many people in his sect were too naive to see the battle situation clearly. Chen Qingyuan’s displayed combat power was clearly not weaker than his own.

If a real fight broke out, Chen Qingyuan could easily hold Wan Ling back, allowing Daochen Buddha’s child and the others to suppress the rest of the Star-Plucking Tower’s people.

No matter how many there were, numbers meant little in the face of true top-tier evildoers.

“It seems they’ve been in their comfort zone for too long, sigh!”

Wan Ling glanced back at his sect members, sighing inwardly.

Meanwhile, on the black planet.

Chen Qingyuan had driven away the people from the Star-Plucking Tower, gaining great fame.

The onlookers were filled with fear, never having imagined that such a powerful figure would emerge from the Northern Wilderness.

“What are you looking at? Do you want me to invite you all for tea and food?”

Chen Qingyuan disliked being stared at, turning to the onlookers and shouting loudly.

“Sorry.”

The crowd dared not clash with Chen Qingyuan, cupping their hands in apology before turning and leaving.

In just a moment, only Chen Qingyuan and his group were left in the area.

“Senior Brother, I didn’t know you were so powerful!”

Song Ningyan was stunned after witnessing Chen Qingyuan’s displayed strength.

Thunder techniques, palm techniques, all were top-tier Dao techniques from the Academy.

Song Ningyan had once tried to study them but found them too profound to learn.

She never expected Chen Qingyuan to have mastered so many top-tier Dao techniques, all reaching the initial mastery stage. It was unbelievable.

“Not bad.”

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

“If I’m not mistaken, you should have Twin Golden Core Foundations, right?”

At this moment, Zhangsun Fengye walked over slowly, with a look of doubt and astonishment.

“Sort of.”

Chen Qingyuan had anticipated this would be discovered when he made his move, so he didn’t hide it and nodded.

Twin Golden Core Foundations of the Holy Grade?

No way!

Song Ningyan could see some clues but never expected this, leaving her dumbfounded.

“Freak.”

Zhangsun Fengye held back for a long time before cursing with a strange expression.

The Golden Core stage was the foundation of the entire path of cultivation, determining how far one could go in the future.

Therefore, when everyone learned that Chen Qingyuan had two Golden Cores in his body, the shock on their faces lingered for a long time.

“Don’t look at me like that, stop it.”

Chen Qingyuan felt awkward and quickly spoke to ease the atmosphere.

“The Holy Son of the Star-Plucking Tower must have noticed this too. Your Dao foundation can’t be hidden anymore.”

Zhangsun Fengye reminded.

“It’s okay, no need to worry.”

When Chen Qingyuan made his move, he had already considered the consequences of exposing his Twin Golden Core Foundations.

Such a foundation had existed in previous eras. At most, people would be shocked and wary, but it wouldn’t lead to any evil intentions.

“I’m a bit thirsty.” Chen Qingyuan looked at Wu Junyan and said seriously, “Old Wu, you’re treating.”

Wu Junyan had no right to refuse.

For safety, the group left the eerie black planet and went to a deserted place.

A place covered in yellow sand, with a towering mountain reaching into the clouds.

At the mountain peak, Chen Qingyuan and the others sat on a huge rock, drinking the fine wine bought by Wu Junyan.

Why bought?

Wu Junyan wasn’t usually interested in alcohol and didn’t carry any with him.

But Wu Junyan had to treat Chen Qingyuan and the others to drinks.

So, Chen Qingyuan generously took out his own fine wine and sold it to Wu Junyan at a high price.

Then, Wu Junyan used the wine to entertain everyone, feeling depressed as the wine tasted slightly bitter in his mouth.

Originally, Wu Junyan felt grateful and warm towards Chen Qingyuan. But after the wine-buying incident, he realized one thing.

When there’s no danger, Chen Qingyuan is the biggest danger, always needing to be on guard. Falling for his tricks wouldn’t have a significant impact, but it certainly wouldn’t be pleasant.

However, when trouble arises, as long as Chen Qingyuan is around, he is undoubtedly the strongest support.

In short, a life-and-death friend who is also a troublemaker.

“Everyone, don’t be shy, drink up. If it’s not enough, I have more.”

Chen Qingyuan encouraged Zhangsun Fengye and the others to drink the wine quickly.

This way, when the wine runs out, Wu Junyan would have to buy more from Chen Qingyuan.

Making money off friends isn’t shameful.

Moreover, it adds a bit of fun.

“Buddha’s child, as a monk, you shouldn’t drink alcohol, so have some tea!” Saying this, Chen Qingyuan took out several pots of fragrant tea from his Xumi Ring and placed them in front of Daochen Buddha’s child.

Then, Chen Qingyuan looked at Wu Junyan, extended his left hand, and said with a smile, “A fair price, five hundred high-quality spirit stones.”

“……”

Everyone’s mouths twitched slightly, finding it both funny and exasperating.

After three rounds of drinks, the group got down to business.

“This is an ancient Dao scripture I obtained from a different space.”

Wu Junyan took out an ancient book with a yellowed surface, marked with special law patterns that could resist external forces and the erosion of time.

Chen Qingyuan and the others hadn’t intended to discuss this matter, as everyone had their own fortunes and shouldn’t covet others’.

However, Wu Junyan brought it up voluntarily and even took out the Dao scripture, catching everyone off guard and leaving them in silent contemplation.

After a while, Chen Qingyuan spoke, “Old Wu, this is your fortune, keep it.”

A gentleman loves wealth, but acquires it in a righteous way.

Chen Qingyuan didn’t covet his friend’s fortune. Tricking a bit of money was just a way of interacting among friends, relieving stress and adding fun.

“I’ve already read it. It’s not a supernatural power manual but a record of a historical period.”

Wu Junyan said.

“Oh?”

Everyone was curious, their eyes instinctively glancing at the ancient scripture on the table, showing some interest.

“Let’s open it and take a look!”

Wu Junyan opened the first page of the ancient scripture, revealing a line of large characters.

The Great Dao is flawed, the divine bridge is broken.

Buzz—

Everyone stared at this sentence, their minds seemingly pulled into the depths of the river of time, with a blurry scene appearing before their eyes.