Chapter 430.1: Am I Really Not The Illegitimate Father He Left Outside?

Purple Fate Daxue smiled faintly. "Little Lu is a very kind and gentle girl, but An Xunlu talks too much. She is incredibly jealous and loves talking behind people's backs. You'd better be careful around her."

An Xunlu glared at her, making no attempt whatsoever to conceal her killing intent. "Hey, I’ll have you know that I don’t just badmouth people behind their backs. I do it right to their faces, too!"

This only reinforced Qi Yuan's suspicion that something was wrong with the Purple Fate Heaven’s bloodline. The cultivators here seemed a little unhinged. Those from places like the Divine Moon Palace and elsewhere were much more normal. At least on the surface, they were polite and courteous.

An Xunlu was clearly someone who was fearless and acted without hesitation. "Hmph. The moment he arrived in Purple Fate Heaven, he was already placed above all of us. I'd like to see what he's actually capable of."

Qi Yuan blinked at the scene. Now, this is what the cultivation world is supposed to feel like!

Everyone he'd met throughout his cultivation journey had been far too friendly. For example, in his recent visit to the Jiang Clan, not a single arrogant young master had jumped out to provoke him.

An Xunlu asked, "What cultivation realm are you? I'll suppress my cultivation to your level so no one can say it's unfair."

He answered seriously, "I'm at the Violet Palace realm."

An Xunlu went livid. "You're shameless!"

How can he pretend to be a Violet Palace cultivator? Absolutely shameless! She thought.

He insisted earnestly, "I'm really at the Violet Palace realm. I'm not lying."

Purple Fate Daxue burst into laughter. "I can vouch for him. He's really in the Violet Palace realm."

An Xunlu's chest heaved violently with anger, inadvertently exposing a generous amount of cleavage. With a furious flick of her sleeve, she stomped her foot before flying away. "Hmph!"

Qi Yuan couldn't help feeling disappointed. He had actually wanted to see just how strong a Violet Palace cultivator from a major faction really was.

Narrowing her eyes, Purple Fate Daxue asked teasingly, "So? Were they white enough? Big enough?"

He appeared confused, not understanding what she meant. "Huh?"

"Her... Don't you want to suck them?"

He was utterly baffled. "...Hey, could you stop acting like such a female hooligan?"

The people of Black Demon Abyss really weren't right in the head!

Beside them, Little Lu blushed deeply, clutching the hem of her clothes. Had she not been so timid, she probably would have covered her ears.

"I was only joking. Don't get your hopes up. Even if you wanted to, you'd never get the chance." A rare trace of seriousness appeared on Purple Fate Daxue's face. "The person An Xunlu likes is Black Sword."

Qi Yuan felt wronged. "Hey! Don't spread dirty rumors about me! I never wanted to... you know... An Xunlu!"

The people of Black Demon Abyss were far too good at starting rumors. But then again, this sort of thing was common back on Blue Planet too. A classic example was like when someone posted, "Is XX impotent?" Then others would start posting, "I heard XX is impotent." And just like that, a rumor was established.

Normally, rumors required time to spread. But Purple Fate Daxue skipped the entire process. With mouths this loose, the only reason the Purple Fate Clan had survived this long was probably because their bloodline was ridiculously powerful.

"Haa... You don't have any humor cells. I only said all that so I could bring up Black Sword."

Qi Yuan blinked. "Wait, how do you know what a cell is?"

Could she be another transmigrator?

She stared at him as though he were some ignorant country bumpkin. "Cuz’ we study bloodlines in Black Demon Abyss, duh! Is it really that strange for us to come up with the word 'cell'?"

Qi Yuan immediately understood. These people were Yang Spirits. If their eyesight still couldn't match a microscope's, that would be pathetic.

She said seriously, "You should work harder, cultivate the Ancestral Blood Art, and surpass Black Sword. He is known as the light of the Black Demon Abyss. But I'm rebellious by nature, so I can't stand the sight of him."

Black Sword was acknowledged as the greatest prodigy in all of the Black Demon Abyss. He was destined to become a Major Principle expert one day. Not just any ordinary Major Principle expert, either. But one who had comprehended a Supreme Principle, like the Taihuang Palace’s supreme figure.

Even after rising to prominence, the Black Demon Abyss had never once produced such a figure. That was why the sect placed extraordinary importance on Black Sword. Prodigies like Purple Fate Daxue had been repeatedly taught that once they reached the Yang Spirit realm, they were expected to follow Black Sword’s lead. Naturally, she refused to accept that.

Qi Yuan patted his chest confidently. "Sister Horns, don't worry. You helped me before, so next time I'll help you deal with Black Sword."

Purple Fate Daxue appeared stunned. "You actually took me seriously?"

Then again, he regarded the Taihuang Palace Master as his nemesis, so it was perfectly normal for him to look down on Black Sword.

Her expression turned solemn. "It was just a joke. Don't actually go looking for trouble with Black Sword. That man is terrifying. He’s the disciple of the Black Demon Ancestor. Even our ancestor is considered the Black Demon Ancestor’s junior brother."

The Black Demon Ancestor was the eldest of the nine elders. Most of the remaining eight elders were his disciples. In other words, Black Sword's seniority surpassed theirs.

Purple Fate Daxue shrugged. "Your cave residence is just ahead. I won't be going with you. Little Lu is very diligent and excellent at housework. Let her help clean up your cave residence."

Following that, she yawned and left.

Although the ancestor thought highly of Qi Yuan, Purple Fate Daxue understood one thing. No matter how powerful Qi Yuan's bloodline was, it still couldn't compare to Black Sword's. The Black Demon ancestral bloodline was limited.

Soon, only Qi Yuan and the shy Little Lu remained.

He smiled gently. "Sister Pink Horn, I'll leave the cleaning to you."

Her face immediately turned bright red, apparently embarrassed by that nickname. Lowering her head, she replied softly, "Okay."

She didn’t waste a second before flying toward his steel cave residence. Thousands upon thousands of her clones appeared in midair, scattering throughout every corner of the residence. Placing a hand on his chin, Qi Yuan’s expression became unusually serious, as though he were contemplating an extremely important problem.

After several dozen breaths, he lit up with excitement. "If I trick Little Lu into going to Blue Planet, I could send some of her clones to electronics factories to tighten screws and make a fortune. Then, I could send the rest to a certain country to live as homeless people. Wouldn't they eventually eat that country's welfare system into bankruptcy?"

The more he thought about it, the more ingenious he found the idea. He was convinced he had discovered another enormous business opportunity. His excitement only grew. A moment later, he stopped thinking about it. Using his brain too much could make him overly excited and keep him from sleeping.