The Romantic Cultivator

Long Hu and the other 4 cultivators were delighted to take Ji Yuan to their hidden village in the dense woods.

Ji Yuan saw that this village was indeed extremely well hidden and as he stepped into this hidden village, he could immediately detect the many defense arrays that were in this place. From the outside, he was actually unable to detect it.

Long Hu was shouting loudly in the village now, “Everyone! I have brought a great golden celestial back to our village!”

Dozens of cultivators began to pour out of their abodes to look at Ji Yuan and he saw that there were even a few golden celestials among the group.

Long Hu said, “We do have just a few golden celestials here but they are all low levels and cannot be compared to you.”

When Ji Yuan had heard him, he began to chuckle. “Of course, of course. I am the most awesome cultivator. Haha…”

When the many cultivators heard him, there were looks of disgust in their eyes; they had never seen any cultivator like Ji Yuan who would paste gold on his face in front of so many.

Long Hu had suddenly said, “Grand Elder! You are here!”

An old elderly man with golden eyes could be seen arriving and he appeared to be the leader of this group, “Yet another one? So the 500 years have already arrived. Good.”

Long Hu was surprised, “There is another 1?”

The old elder nodded. “This man that you have brought back is actually the second one.”

Then he took a look at Ji Yuan, “He doesn’t look very strong…”

Ji Yuan was startled but he was quickly grinning, “I am actually very strong. I am Great Saint Ji Yuan. Haha.”

When he had said that he began to display his profound aura for everyone to see his lofty cultivation of the seventh realm.

The old elder had taken a golden rock while Ji Yuan was displaying his profound animus, “Only 444 points. He’s just a weak great saint. We have someone who has 3212 points here.”

When the old elder had said that, many of the cultivators were all shaking their heads woefully.

“Although he did not lie to us that he is a great saint but his profound aura is weaker than a fifth realm golden celestial…”

“He is not any stronger than our golden celestials…”

“Luckily we have a strong great golden celestial here already…”

“Maybe he can be that great saint’s subordinate?”

Xiang Li was feeling awkward: Big Brother, I told you to work on your internal profound art!

Fairy Anyang Xiahou was shaking her head: This is so awkward for a great saint. Only 444 points versus 3212 points…

Ji Yuan felt like he just got face slapped by everyone. As a typical arrogant young master type, Ji Yuan quickly protested about his weak profound strength. “Take me to see this great saint now! I wanna to face slap him in front of everyone.”

When he had displayed his two saintly divine sword and his divine halos, everyone would probably give him some face and be in awe of him.

Haha…

With this thought in his mind, he was spirited again.

“What are you all waiting for? Who is the master and who is the subordinate? You will never know. Let me tell you this. I am Sword Saint Ji Yuan as well as Great Saint Ji Yuan. What is the point of having a strong profound aura when your opponent can hit you continuously? Although I am weak in my profound aura, I am really strong in my profound attacks. Haha…”

“Oh this is terrible, he is just a sword cultivator…”

“Sword cultivators, sword saint or not is useless…”

“We need someone with a powerful divine sense…”

“Or someone with a strong profound aura to protect us, not someone that hit and then run away…”

“We can’t depend on him to protect us…”

“He can’t even tank for us…”

“Sword cultivators are infamous for their runaway in battles…”

Ji Yuan: …

Ji Yuan: …

Ji Yuan: …

Ji Yuan rolled his eyes as he said to the old elderly man rudely, “Hurry bring me to this great saint and what is your name?”

The old elderly man stared at Ji Yuan for a while and he was frowning in his old voice, “I am Grand Elder Tu, the leader of this village. Young man, you are too rude. I am probably older than you even if you are a great saint. That great saint earlier is much more polite than you.”

Ji Yuan frowned, “I will be impolite? I am actually really polite. So what if I am a sword cultivator? I am still a great golden celestial and a great saint.”

Long Hu did not speak anymore for he was feeling a little awkward for bringing Ji Yuan back to the village. He had expected that Ji Yuan would be such a weak savior.

Grand Elder Tu displayed a deep sigh, “Young man. This is the Demonic Outer World and I have seen the deaths of many great golden celestials. If you can’t tame your hot blood then I am afraid that this place will be your grave eventually. Whether you believe it or not, take my advice soundly.”

Ji Yuan began to displayed a boastful look, “I have heard that the Dark Phantom Citadel is the powerhouse of this place. How about that I help you to destroy them?”

Grand Elder Tu sighed even more heavily, “Someone told me the exact same thing 500 years ago. He is also a great saint and there were 19 great saints in his group as well. We have thought that they had a good chance back then. But in the end, they had all perished during an attack on the Dark Phantom Citadel.”

Ji Yuan began to gulp, “20 great saints and they had all perished? How many great saints did you say we got now?”

Grand Elder Tu stared at Ji Yuan, “Including you, that is 2.”

Ji Yuan: …

Ji Yuan: …

Ji Yuan: …𝞸𝗏𝓛xt.𝐂𝚘𝗆

2 vs. 20

I am screwed.

Can I take back my words now?

Soon after they had reached Grand Elder Tu’s abode and they were being followed by all the curious cultivators behind.

They had wanted to see if Ji Yuan could really defeat the Great Saint that was resting in Grand Elder Tu’s abode.

When Ji Yuan had entered into the abode, he was quite startled to see a most beautiful heavenly fairy and she got a devil body to match for that.

“Zhi Jiugong!”

“Ji Yuan?”

“Why are you here?” Both Zhi Jiugong and Ji Yuan said at the same time.

It was really Zhi Jiugong and she was startled to see Ji Yuan.

Like Ji Yuan, she had actually just arrived.

Grand Elder Tu was startled, “The two of you know each other?”

Long Hu asked, “So who wins in a fight now?”

Ji Yuan stared at Long Hu, Grand Elder Tu and all the rest of the onlookers. “Do you know that she is my consort? Are you asking me to fight my consort?”