My Core is the Boss

Qi Yuan could not help but blurt out, "You have long hair, but short insight."

Indeed, they all had very long hair, most of it flowing down to their waists. According to ancient sayings from Blue Planet, they were already at a marriageable age.

Just then, he realized something and added, "Except for me and my wife."

As a cultivator, Qi Yuan had long, flowing hair. Canary's was even longer.

The masked old man scoffed. "Hmph, utter nonsense. How could you possibly comprehend Origin Divine Techniques with another person's help?"

The others also felt that Qi Yuan was simply making trouble.

Qi Yuan said casually, "The world is vast and full of wonders. Why do you speak as if you know everything? If you haven't seen it before, how do you know it doesn't exist?"

The phrase, "If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" was basically the universal weapon for arguments.

The masked old man retorted, "Even the immortals in the heavens cannot accomplish such a thing. Who else possibly could?"

Qi Yuan said calmly, "Do immortals dare claim invincibility? There are still stronger existences above immortals. Moreover, everyone knows that cultivation eventually reaches the realm of omniscience and omnipotence. In that case, how could helping others comprehend the origin be impossible?"

He never argued irrationally and always valued logic and evidence. If he failed at cultivation and returned to Blue Planet, he could probably open a shop specializing in writing academic papers for people.

The masked old man couldn’t argue back. "You... you..."

He felt Qi Yuan was simply twisting logic!

Just then, the purple-robed man said, "What this fellow Daoist says is not wrong. Under normal circumstances, it might sound impossible, but there are exceptions. I once heard of a realm where a Violet Palace Daoist held a sermon. All one hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators who attended stepped into the Violet Palace realm."

"What?"

"One hundred thousand?"

"And it wasn't an immortal or a god?"

The masked old man glared at the purple-robed man with hostility. "Hehe, who knows whether you just made that up?"

The purple-robed man’s voice turned icy cold. "Everything I just said is true."

At that moment, a deep, abyss-like aura leaked out slightly. The Nascent Soul cultivators’ expressions shifted dramatically, revealing fear and shock.

"A Violet Palace cultivator!"

"The Violet Palace realm!"

All doubts and discussions vanished.

The masked old man also became incomparably respectful. "If a major cultivator says it, then it must be true. I am old and my horizons were too narrow."

Clearly, the suppression a Violet Palace cultivator exerted upon Nascent Soul cultivators was immense. For cultivators, strength represented everything.

Qi Yuan immediately became unhappy. "When I said it, you refuted me. But when he says it, you accept it immediately?"

The masked old man could not help but say, "This senior is Violet Palace. Are you a Violet Palace?"

Qi Yuan became dejected. "Haa... I'm not. I'm only a puny little Nascent Soul."

Ignoring Qi Yuan, the masked old man stood up and yielded his seat to the purple-robed Violet Palace cultivator.

Qi Yuan still couldn't swallow his frustration. "Even though I'm only Nascent Soul, my alternate account is actually Yang Spirit. Does that count?"

The masked old man chuckled, obviously not believing him. "No. It has to be Violet Palace."

No one took him seriously. After all, the appearance of even a single Violet Palace was already shocking. Would a Yang Spirit whose radiance illuminated the heavens really appear here? Absolute nonsense.

It was as if a village gathering had been held on Blue Planet, inviting all the villagers together. Out of nowhere, a villager claimed to be the top leader of a neighboring country. Who would believe him? Even if everyone joked about him being from a particular nation in the east, no one would actually take it seriously.

Qi Yuan felt disappointed. "Even Yang Spirit doesn't count. Alas."

No one paid him any attention. Everyone's focus was fixed upon the Violet Palace cultivator. After all, Violet Palace experts were exceedingly rare within the Three Worlds.

The Violet Palace cultivator explained, "The Violet Palace Daoist who held the sermon was the reincarnation of a supreme expert. He even created the Dao of the realm he resided in. That was how he was able to so easily guide others into the Violet Palace realm."

The others suddenly understood. Some were delighted or melancholic to hear such hidden secrets.

"The immortal path is vast. Anything is possible."

"The higher one's cultivation, the more one realizes how insignificant one truly is."

The Nascent Soul cultivators sighed emotionally.

Canary appeared delightful. Leaning close to Qi Yuan's ear, she transmitted. "Wasn't he talking about you, Blood Drop?"

He answered hesitantly, "Probably."

She breathed out a fragrant, orchid-like breath, her eyes blinking tenderly and seductively. Her words carried hints of flirtation and playful intimacy. "I heard that when the Blood Master preached the Dao, he was clad in a blood-red robe, looking incomparably handsome. One hundred thousand Mythwalkers even bowed before him. It’s a pity that I never got to witness your former heroic bearing. How about wearing red robes for me next time?"

Qi Yuan's gaze fell upon the girl's fair face, and he could not help but say, "Little Bride has already seen it. Ask her."

She widened her eyes. "Younger Sister Little Bride has already seen it, but I haven't!"

Qi Yuan grabbed her soft hand and said righteously, "Arrested. You are Ning Tao!"

Canary addressed Little Bride as elder sister. Ning Tao addressed Little Bride as younger sister.

Canary's face immediately flushed red. "Blood Drop, I am not Ning Tao!"

The two transmitted messages at incredible speed.

Just then, the masked old man stepped forward, his voice sincere. "Please preach the Dao for us, Senior, and point out the road ahead!"

The others also gazed expectantly toward the Violet Palace cultivator. However, the purple-robed man unexpectedly turned to Qi Yuan. "May I ask what views you might have regarding Violet Palace?"

He was extremely curious about Qi Yuan's origins and also wished to probe his background.

Qi Yuan replied, "As for Violet Palace, I indeed have some insights. A friend of mine once proposed an interesting idea. Since the words 'Violet Palace' contain the word 'palace,' then it must literally be a Violet Palace!"

He directly plagiarized Lord Great Wisdom's words. However, he added a citation and origin, so technically it didn't count as plagiarism.

The moment these words came out, all the Nascent Soul cultivators froze, then burst into laughter.

"Is there such a theory?!"

"Are you trying to be funny?!"

"By that logic, I might as well claim that the Violet Palace is literally a palace made of Innate Violet Qi!"

"This palace is the five viscera and six bowels!"

"No, it's clearly the Heavenly Palace!"

They also began spouting nonsense.

Qi Yuan froze, becoming thoughtful. "A palace constructed from Innate Violet Qi?"

One Nascent Soul cultivator mocked, "Violet is the ultimate among all colors. Innate Violet Qi is also Primordial Chaos Qi, known as the source of primordial energy. It is the origin of everything, representing boundless vitality, the foremost qi of the immortal dao.

"Even for supreme Yang Spirits, Innate Violet Qi is an exceedingly rare supreme treasure! What? Are you thinking of using Innate Violet Qi to construct a palace? You really dare to imagine. Even Yang Spirits cannot achieve that!"