Golden Core is a Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

On the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain.

The seventeenth god-child of Pillar Tian Kai, Ha Jin, and the three hundredth goddess, Xi Shui, gathered together.

The seventeenth god-child was an absolute veteran, having already reached the peak of the Divine Decree stage, just one step away from entering the Divine Lord stage.

Once he entered the Divine Lord stage, he would become a true regional overlord.

"New prince, Qi Yuan?" The seventeenth god-child, Ha Jin, laughed heartily. "Another fat sheep has arrived."

Xi Shui's eyes sparkled with amusement: "Should I send him a message now, inviting him over?"

These veteran god-children and goddesses showed no mercy to their younger siblings.

"Yes, he's just entered the True God stage. He doesn't have enough resources to build his Divine Kingdom. Let's give him a chance to serve me," Ha Jin said confidently.

Building a Divine Kingdom required an immense amount of resources.

Relying solely on the occasional resources from the Myriad Heavens Mirror, the Divine Kingdom built would likely be shoddy.

Thus, most of the later god-children and goddesses would serve the veteran ones or form alliances.

Of course, if one chose to be independent and not join any group, they would be isolated.

The pioneers blocked the path of those who came after.

Unless, of course, the newcomer had exceptional talent and was noticed by other True Gods for investment.

"If even one-tenth of this batch of god-children pledges allegiance to you, brother, your power will grow significantly. In the Star Cloud Domain, even Six-Six won't be able to compete with you," Xi Shui said with a giggle.

Ha Jin nodded.

He had ambition and aspirations.

Only by standing out among the many god-children and goddesses could he gain the attention of his father, Tian Kai, and obtain more resources.

"One-tenth is too difficult," Ha Jin said.

The two chatted for about a day, discussing the current situation in the Star Cloud Domain.

Just then, Xi Shui's expression turned complicated: "Brother, that Qi Yuan... refused to come and join us."

Xi Shui was no longer giggling.

Ha Jin was no longer laughing: "It seems he doesn't respect me. Let's see if he plans to collude with Six-Six."

...

"Random messages. I'm socially awkward, so unnecessary socializing is out of the question."

Looking at the dozens of messages in his residence, Qi Yuan rejected them one by one.

Feng Ye, seeing this, had a complicated expression: "Your Highness, by rejecting these invitations, you might offend them."

In the past, most of the later god-children would choose to cooperate with, or even serve, the veteran god-children and goddesses.

Only in this way could they obtain enough resources to perfect their Divine Kingdoms and increase their potential.

For True Gods, the deeper the foundation of their Divine Kingdom, the greater their potential and strength.

"Not attending their gatherings means offending them?" Qi Yuan looked puzzled. "That's not how the world works."

Hearing this, Feng Ye didn't argue further, only feeling that this prince was naively pure to a frightening degree.

He just didn't know if following such a prince would lead to any future.

"I'll go take a look at the Myriad Heavens Mirror and see if I can gather some faith."

Qi Yuan said.

"Your Highness, be careful. Do not easily descend in your true form, or... there may be danger," Feng Ye reminded.

"Don't worry."

Qi Yuan held the Myriad Heavens Mirror, and his consciousness descended at that moment.

The so-called Myriad Heavens Mirror was like a broken piece of jade, but this jade was as transparent as glass, looking ordinary, no different from a mundane object.

"Indeed, the inside of the Myriad Heavens Mirror is no different from a chat group.

But the difference is... positioning.

With the other party's consent, I can even project my consciousness into their plane."

Qi Yuan murmured.

This gave him a strange feeling.

As if he were a demon, tempting everyone to send him their coordinates so he could descend like a demon.

At this moment, the chat group was quite lively.

"I, Gou Bu Dao, am dashing and handsome, with millions of fans. Why would I lie to you?"

"What are fans?"

"You bitch, you're so uncultured. Did you not attend compulsory education?"

"Why are you insulting me?" In the Great Ruins World, Wen Zhuyun looked at the messages, her chest heaving with anger.

Some time ago, she had returned to her ancestral home and found a piece of broken jade in the house, accidentally entering this strange place.

She was very curious.

Especially since there seemed to be others here, communicating with her through text.

Currently, she was chatting with someone named Gou Bu Dao.

According to Gou Bu Dao, he was a cultivator and very popular.

Now, Wen Zhuyun was chatting in the group, inadvertently revealing her girlish worries.

She asked the group, she had fallen in love at first sight with the son of the Minister of Rites, but she was just a merchant's daughter. What should she do? How should she confess?

She didn't dare.

As a result, Gou Bu Dao said, since she liked him, she should invite him to eat some delicious shit.

At that time, Wen Zhuyun was furious, feeling that Gou Bu Dao was too unserious.

She was somewhat puzzled. Gou Bu Dao had previously spoken elegantly and seemed quite knowledgeable, which was why she had boldly asked.

But not only did he tease her, he also insulted her. Wen Zhuyun felt wronged.

"I'm insulting a dog," Gou Bu Dao said. "Humans are my favorite creatures. Each one is a lovely ice cream machine. How could I bear to insult them?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhuyun was confused, not understanding what Gou Bu Dao meant.

"Wait, you're not human?" At this moment, Zuo Jingyun, who had been lurking, sent a message.

"Wait, you're not dogs?" Gou Bu Dao was slightly stunned, then showed a look of surprise. "You're... humans?!?"

"Haha, I've struck gold! So many ice cream machines!"

Gou Bu Dao's messages were becoming increasingly frenzied, showing his excitement.

The group fell silent.

Wen Zhuyun also felt something was off.

Was Gou Bu Dao a dog?

Were the strange tales in the novels true?

Did dogs really become spirits?

But then again, if they could enter this chat group, it wasn't strange for a dog to become a spirit.

"Um, Brother Gou, why do you call us ice cream machines?" Wen Zhuyun asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, I won't tell," Gou Bu Dao laughed.

Just then, a message notification appeared.

Gou Bu Dao was slightly stunned.

"A dog has arrived?"

"No, a new member?"

Wen Zhuyun was also curious.

Was it a human, a dog, or some other creature?

"I am a god. You can call me the Origin Heavenly God," the newcomer was naturally Qi Yuan.

He briefly browsed the previous messages and replied.

This group had few members, only seven including him.

The ones who talked the most were Gou Bu Dao and Wen Zhuyun. The others mostly lurked, only speaking tentatively and not revealing much about themselves.

Except for Gou Bu Dao and Wen Zhuyun, who had almost revealed the color of their underwear.

"A god? You have quite the mouth," Zuo Jingyun spoke up. "Why don't you go spar with the Heavenly Dragon Emperor?"

Zuo Jingyun naturally didn't believe in gods.

Since the Seven Warriors slew the gods, there had been no gods in this world.

"You want me to spar, so I'll spar? Wouldn't that make me lose face?" Qi Yuan said. "I come from the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain and am a True God. I came to the Myriad Heavens Mirror to help you fulfill your wishes and collect your faith."

Sincerity was the ultimate weapon. Qi Yuan didn't hide anything.

Upon hearing this, the group fell silent for a moment.

In two unknown places, two murmurs were heard.

"The Ten Thousand Gods Mountain?"

"This True God is quite new, quite foolish. I wonder... how does he taste?"

Meanwhile, in the group chat, Zuo Jingyun slowly said, "Your backstory isn't very convincing. The Heavenly Dragon Emperor claims to be the Dragon of Dragons, a terrifying black dragon that devours worlds."

At this moment, Gou Bu Dao asked, "Do you poop?"

Qi Yuan fell silent for a long time before finally saying, "True Gods don't poop."

"Too bad. I was hoping you could help me fulfill my wish. I've never tasted god-flavored ice cream," Gou Bu Dao said, disappointed.

If the other party could produce ice cream for him every day, he wouldn't mind worshiping them.

"Origin Heavenly God, can you really fulfill our wishes?" Wen Zhuyun asked eagerly.

As for faith?

What was that?

When short on money, pray to the God of Wealth. When sick, pray to the God of Medicine.

Her bottom line for faith was that she could worship any god, as long as they were useful.

"Yes, as long as you have faith in me."

"Don't worry, even if you reveal your coordinates, it's fine.

When the Origin Heavenly God arrives, he only wants your faith. Spring has come for the people." Qi Yuan was all about sincerity.

Wen Zhuyun felt a bit dizzy. She didn't quite understand what coordinates were.

"Origin Heavenly God, I can have faith in you, but can you fulfill a wish for me? I... I like the son of the Minister of Rites, Yan Yuqing, but I don't know if he likes me..." Wen Zhuyun stammered.

Back then, she had asked Gou Bu Dao for advice, and he told her to invite the Minister's son to eat shit.

So unreliable.

Now, here was someone claiming to be a True God. Surely this one was more reliable?

"That's simple. How about I find someone to ask him if he likes you?" Qi Yuan said.

Wen Zhuyun was stunned, then shyly said, "Wouldn't that be bad? What if he gets angry and refuses?"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan really wanted to take apart Wen Zhuyun's brain to see what was inside.

This girl was too much of a romantic.

Logically, with such a chat group, the least one could do was see if they could find a way to get rich or engage in cross-world trade.

Better yet, use the information gap to step onto the path of transcendence.

But this girl? Completely love-struck.

"He's from an official's family, surrounded by guards. What if he gets angry and has you beaten?" Wen Zhuyun was very worried.

In the Great Ruins World, there were all sorts of strange tales.

And those officials had righteous auras protecting them, making them immune to ghosts and gods.

"He hits people? That violent?" Qi Yuan said. "Seems like I should stay away to avoid trouble. How about this: I'll find a burly man to ask Yan Yuqing if he likes you?"

Qi Yuan thought for a moment before replying.

He didn't want to descend in his true form.

He had so many Nascent Souls that he could easily send one to do the job for him.

Now that he was at the True God stage, his Nascent Souls could descend into this world.

He could even bring the projections of Canary and Ning Tao, who lived on the Stellar Golden Core.

"A burly man? Tall? Strong?" Wen Zhuyun asked.

"Don't worry, very tall, very strong," Qi Yuan was thinking of sending the Giant Spirit God to ask.

Wasn't the Giant Spirit God tall and strong enough?

"But... wouldn't he be outnumbered?" Wen Zhuyun was still anxious.

After all, when Yan Yuqing went out, he was always accompanied by over a dozen guards, some even armored. A single burly man probably couldn't get close and would be captured as an assassin.

"One isn't enough? How about I send ten, all burly!" Qi Yuan said.

The Barefoot Immortal, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Bull Demon King—they could all go ask Yan Yuqing. Surely they could get an answer, right?

"Ten should be enough!" Wen Zhuyun was delighted, her face beaming with joy. "In five days, it will be a rest day, and Yan Yuqing will go out. Thank you, Origin Heavenly God."

"No problem, no problem. See you in five days," Qi Yuan said in the group.

He glanced at the others and then asked, "Does anyone else have a wish they want fulfilled?"

But the group fell silent, and no one answered.

After about thirty breaths, Gou Bu Dao said, "Why don't you become my ice cream machine?"

If you're a god, this ice cream machine should have better insulation and sealing, right?

"Get lost!" Qi Yuan was speechless.

This Gou Bu Dao was always disgusting him.

Zuo Jingyun chuckled and said, "Origin Heavenly God, you should fulfill Wen Zhuyun's wish first."

Actually, he had more to say.

There wouldn't be many naive girls like Wen Zhuyun. The others weren't so easily fooled.

If you're really a True God, why go through the trouble of sending someone to ask Yan Yuqing if he likes Wen Zhuyun? Just use your divine power to make Yan Yuqing fall in love with her. Isn't that simple?

If you can't even do that, how can you call yourself a god?

Just like that edgy teenager, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor.

"Sigh, why don't you people believe in True Gods?"

"Just watch. In five days, I'll fulfill Wen Zhuyun's wish. Don't start barking then!" Qi Yuan said casually.

"Woof woof woof!" Gou Bu Dao sent a message.

...

"Gods are just powerful humans," Zuo Jingyun murmured to himself in the True Martial World.

Thirty years ago, there was a man who claimed to be a god and wreaked havoc in the martial world.

This so-called god was just a martial artist who had consumed the blood of a mystical beast, the Dragon Turtle, gaining a thousand years of lifespan and greatly increased martial prowess.

But then the Chosen One descended, and the seven strongest warriors, wielding divine artifacts, slew the god.

"Unfortunately, after thirty years of hard training, I've only reached the Grandmaster level. Although I obtained that mysterious jade, the cultivation techniques Gou Bu Dao gave me only made my body stronger."

Zuo Jingyun had an enemy—one of the seven warriors who had slain the god.

Over the years, he had been hunted by the disciples and followers of that warrior.

After joining this chat group, he felt it was his opportunity. After observing the group members, he chose to privately chat and trade with Gou Bu Dao.

He shared some medicinal recipes, and Gou Bu Dao gave him some cultivation techniques.

Gou Bu Dao's techniques were indeed useful, even comparable to the secret manuals of the seven warriors, but they were still far from enough to defeat his enemy.

"If what this Origin Heavenly God says is true, he should be a foreign demon. The True Martial World has slain many foreign demons," Zuo Jingyun murmured. "Unfortunately, cooperating with Wu Santong, the Green Flame Divine Art he passed to me is too weak. The martial arts in his world must be underdeveloped."

Wu Santong was also a member of the chat group, a martial artist and the leader of the Empty Mountain Sect, seemingly ambitious.