My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

Sword light flickered.

Every strike was perfectly executed.

When attacking, not a shred of divine power was wasted.

The timing of each attack was flawless, leaving the Six Gods no opportunity to counter.

“How is this possible?!” Diwu Bufan roared in helpless rage.

By all accounts, his divine power far exceeded Qi Yuan’s.

Among the surrounding Five Gods, their raw divine power alone also surpassed Qi Yuan’s. Yet, when faced with Qi Yuan’s singular onslaught, they felt completely shackled.

Or rather, they were unable to harm Qi Yuan at all, reduced instead to taking a purely defensive stance.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

In an instant.

A single sword strike severed an elder’s arm. His eyes widened in shock and rage as divine power surged through his entire body in a desperate and frenzied counterattack.

If even one of his strikes could land on Qi Yuan, it would undoubtedly leave a significant wound.

But every time he attempted an injury-for-injury exchange, he fell short—just a hair’s breadth short.

“His mastery is flawless!” the elder said bitterly, his voice filled with frustration.

“If this continues, we’re doomed!” Prince Zhenyuan was already contemplating escape.

In less than ten breaths of time, each of them had suffered injuries.

In contrast, Qi Yuan remained entirely unscathed, his attacks growing increasingly ferocious.

These Divine-tier Weapon Masters, who had always been the dominant force in any battle, were now experiencing an unprecedented humiliation.

Back in their Heaven-tier days, each had been a prodigy. Their techniques were refined to their peak, capable of challenging those above their level and easily dispatching their peers.

But after stepping into the Divine-tier, they had largely ceased honing their skills.

This was because divine power alone was enough to crush nearly all opposition.

As long as one’s divine power was abundant, one would inevitably be stronger.

But who could have foreseen that today, someone would outclass them with sheer technique?

It wasn’t just suppression—it was complete domination. They weren’t even on the same level.

“Ah, help me! I can’t hold on any longer!” an elder screamed in terror.

Qi Yuan’s attacks were so relentless and devastating that the elder couldn’t hold his ground. In just a few breaths, his body was riddled with wounds.

If things continued like this for a few more moments, he might perish.

From a distance, Liu Sheng, who had originally planned to join the fray, stopped in his tracks, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief. “Without the Divine Descent, he’s still this strong?”

After all, Liu Sheng had always believed that Qi Yuan’s strength relied on the Divine Descent.

With the Divine Descent in hand, he could dominate the Divine-tier.

But after the Divine Descent had been polluted and its divine power dissipated, Qi Yuan had somehow become even stronger.

The Divine Descent… It seemed it had been a shackle all along.

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“No!” the elder screamed in a tragic voice.

Among the five remaining Divine-tier Weapon Masters, not one of them was willing to risk their life to save him.

The elder was filled with bitter regret.

If only someone had acted decisively, sacrificing themselves to hold off Qi Yuan, he might have escaped with only minor injuries. How could things have come to this?

The expressions of the remaining Divine-tier Weapon Masters changed drastically.

“Zhou Zhiqi is dead!”

“Prince Zhenyuan, you were the closest to him just now. Why didn’t you step in to stop it?”

“What do we do? We’re no match for him, are we?”

These Divine-tier Weapon Masters were both panicked and furious, their fear leading to infighting among them.

At this moment, Diwu Bufan’s expression was particularly grim.

The celestial visitor had assured him that this battle would end in his victory, that the Rosha Kingdom would flourish for millennia. Why, then, was he on the brink of collapse?

But there was no time to dwell on it.

“Qi Yuan, why don’t we cease this pointless struggle? The Divine Descent has already fallen. Continuing to fight will only benefit the Da Feng Kingdom.

How about this? I appoint you as the National Teacher, second only to me. What do you think?” Diwu Bufan gritted his teeth as he proposed this.

“Is there such a thing as a free meal in this world?” Qi Yuan asked, his tone light.

Diwu Bufan was elated, thinking Qi Yuan was agreeing.

“You must be dreaming. I wouldn’t even want you as my son—you’re filthy and old.” Qi Yuan’s attacks did not stop.

Diwu Bufan didn’t even qualify to be Qi Yuan’s son.

Diwu Bufan’s face turned ashen, and he let out a furious roar. “You’re forcing my hand!”

He looked as though he still had a hidden trump card.

The remaining Divine-tier Weapon Masters, still in battle, felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps Diwu Bufan would unleash some miraculous power.

But what they heard next shocked them to their core.

“Fake son, don’t you dare run!”

Diwu Bufan turned and fled without hesitation.

The other Divine-tier Weapon Masters, seeing this, didn’t hesitate either. They scattered in every direction.

“Fake sons, don’t run!”

“Let’s pick a lucky audience member… You, Prince Zhenyuan.”

Qi Yuan’s speed suddenly surged.

Even the drones in the sky scattered to chase after the other fleeing Weapon Masters.

Qi Yuan focused his pursuit on Prince Zhenyuan.

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Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!

Prince Zhenyuan’s face twisted in anguish.

“No!”

He summoned every ounce of his divine power, attempting a desperate counterattack before his death.

But Qi Yuan, having slain a Divine-tier Weapon Master, had ascended to even greater heights, his power growing significantly.

Prince Zhenyuan’s counterattack was utterly meaningless.

With one sword strike, Prince Zhenyuan fell.

“This is… a hunt.”

At this moment, Qi Yuan was no longer the Divine Descent. He was Qi Yuan.

“Kill!”

Qi Yuan continued his pursuit, following the drones as they tracked the fleeing Weapon Masters.

Liu Sheng watched in stunned silence. “How… can a person be this strong?”

When one of the fleeing Weapon Masters tried to escape in Liu Sheng’s direction, Liu Sheng immediately leapt into the air.

“Brother Qi, allow me to assist you!”

“No!”

Slash!

“Ah!”

The hunt continued, and the death toll rose.

One by one, the Divine-tier Weapon Masters fell.

Even those reincarnated with the souls of Yang Gods couldn’t last a single exchange against Qi Yuan, let alone these ordinary Divine-tier Weapon Masters.

In the end, Qi Yuan killed all the Divine-tier Weapon Masters, one by one, with his blade.

As for Diwu Bufan, he met his end in the royal treasury.

Inside the treasury, Diwu Bufan had even taken out a treasure capable of activating a divine domain, confident it would allow him to defeat Qi Yuan.

But even with his trump card, he was nothing more than a clown, and Qi Yuan slew him effortlessly.

With Diwu Bufan dead, many Heaven-tier and Earth-tier Weapon Masters drew their blades against Qi Yuan.

Every kingdom has its loyal servants, those willing to sacrifice themselves, and those prepared to perish alongside their ruler.

As a lawful good individual, Qi Yuan obliged their wishes.

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On this day, the Divine Descent shattered, seven gods fell, and the royal authority of the Rosha Kingdom crumbled.

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Qi Yuan sat atop the roof of the palace.

Earlier, the palace had descended into chaos.

Diwu Bufan’s death caused a tremendous shock to the kingdom’s current system.

Fortunately, Liu Sheng had intervened, quelling the turmoil.

Now, the capital maintained a fragile balance.

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“99%.”

Qi Yuan gazed across the capital, a complex expression in his eyes.

Diwu Bufan was dead, and the name of the Divine Descent had spread across the land.

Yet his Roleplay Meter was stuck at 99%.

Only 1% remained until perfection, unlocking the next mission.

But no matter what he did, it refused to increase.

Just then, several figures appeared.

Liu Sheng, Liu Chudong, and the elderly woman Huan Sha stepped into view.

Huan Sha’s eyes were filled with sorrow. “The Divine Descent… is destroyed?”

Today, seeing the Divine Descent swallow all the toxic rain for the sake of the city’s people, her heart had ached deeply.

In fact, when the toxic rain first appeared, she already had a foreboding sense of what was to come.

The Judgment God she revered and admired would undoubtedly choose to consume the toxic rain to save the people of the city.

Yet… at that moment, a selfish thought had crept into her mind—she had wished that the Judgment God could be a little selfish, just this once.

But the Divine Descent she admired had resolutely and selflessly chosen to drink the toxic rain.

Now, the Divine Descent was destroyed, and she felt utterly despondent.

The greatest pain in life is to have hope rekindled, only to watch it extinguished before your eyes.

“It’s destroyed,” Qi Yuan said calmly. “But not completely destroyed.”

His words carried a certain ambiguity.

Liu Sheng scrutinized Qi Yuan, a terrifying thought forming in his mind. “Brother Qi… are you the Divine Descent?”

How could someone so young possibly be a Divine-tier Weapon Master?

If Qi Yuan were the Divine Descent itself, merged into human form, it would explain everything.

“Are you the Judgment God?” Liu Chudong’s voice trembled with shock.

Huan Sha’s eyes lit up with joy.

Could it be that the Judgment God hadn’t fallen after all?

“Young Master is a god descended to earth. So what if he’s the Divine Descent?” Chen Kang interjected smugly.

Qi Yuan nodded. “That’s one way to look at it. I can be the Divine Descent, but the Divine Descent is not me.”

Liu Chudong’s heart was in turmoil as she gazed at Qi Yuan. Her expression was a mix of joy and unease.

The Divine Descent… had become human. It now had human emotions, human thoughts. Could it still be the impartial and selfless Judgment God?

At this moment, Qi Yuan turned his gaze to Liu Chudong.

“People like you… can sometimes be annoying, but other times, admirable.

Liu Chudong, can you do me a favor?”

Qi Yuan had met many people in his life, but few were as purely idealistic as Liu Chudong.

Even among those rare few, such individuals often struggled in life, frequently dismissed as naive or unrealistic.

“Brother Qi, just tell me,” Liu Chudong replied, surprised by the request.

Liu Sheng frantically signaled his granddaughter with his eyes, worried that she might say something inappropriate.

But Liu Chudong was oblivious to his signals.

Liu Sheng, realizing he couldn’t stop her, apologized. “Chudong is naive and straightforward. If she says anything offensive, please forgive her, Brother Qi.”

Qi Yuan chuckled. “I’m not that petty.”

Although Qi Yuan had taken countless lives and often grew irritated by trivial matters, he wasn’t entirely devoid of tolerance.

“What do you think the Divine Descent’s wish is?” Qi Yuan asked Liu Chudong.

That final 1% needed to complete his role as the Divine Descent—it eluded him. Qi Yuan had some ideas but couldn’t be sure.

Liu Chudong hesitated briefly, her gaze sharpening. She answered confidently:

“To wield the light and banish the darkness; to right every wrong—call upon me, the Divine Descent!

That is the Judgment God’s divine decree, and naturally, His wish.

He hopes for a world without injustice, where all are equal, where fairness and justice reign supreme!”

This was also Liu Chudong’s own wish.

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Qi Yuan fell silent, contemplating her words.

For many beings, especially some unique races, the world Liu Chudong envisioned was likely unattainable.

“That will be very difficult,” Qi Yuan said.

After all, he couldn’t remain in the Rosha Kingdom or the Blue Mountain Realm forever.

To achieve such an ideal… he would have to use the Great Forgetfulness Sutra to erase the memories of everyone in the Rosha Kingdom, implanting concepts like fairness and equality in their minds.

In doing so, the people of the world would become like identical clones, living according to preset rules like automatons.

This would technically fulfill the standards of justice and achieve the Divine Descent’s wish.

But Qi Yuan wasn’t willing to do it.

Every person had the right to live freely. Even if Qi Yuan could kill them at a whim, their thoughts should remain their own.

“So you’re saying that because it’s impossible, you won’t even try?” Liu Chudong countered. “If we work toward improvement, even a little each day, eventually, the world could become a true paradise.”

Her eyes were filled with hope and longing for a better future.

Qi Yuan found himself agreeing with her sentiments.

After all, back on Blue Star, he had read many similar inspirational stories.

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It was like the tale of the little girl throwing stranded starfish back into the ocean.

A passerby saw the vast number of starfish and asked, “You can’t save them all. Why waste your energy? Who cares?”

The girl replied, “This one cares. And this one. And this one too.”

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What Qi Yuan could do was make a difference within his reach.

If he could improve the world’s overall atmosphere, even just a little, it would be worth it.

If there were fewer foul-mouthed, hateful individuals.

If there were more kind-hearted, virtuous people.

That way, life would feel a little brighter, even if just by a small measure. And Qi Yuan could still outmatch anyone in an argument if necessary.

Liu Chudong looked at Qi Yuan seriously and said:

“But… the first step is ensuring that the Divine Descent itself is truly fair and just. Any being with self-awareness is prone to bias, no matter how small.

Brother Qi, can you guarantee that you can lead the world toward the Divine Descent’s ideal vision?”

Her words weren’t polite. They were even somewhat brash and illogical.

But she said them anyway.

She fixed her gaze on Qi Yuan, waiting for his answer.

Qi Yuan’s eyes grew pensive. “Ugh, this is exhausting. Now I have to think.”

He seemed a bit irritated but soon turned to Liu Chudong. “Tell me, what solution do you propose?”

Liu Chudong looked at him and said: “Brother Qi, if what I’m about to say angers you, please punish only me. Don’t involve my family!”

The petite and delicate Liu Chudong, who looked no older than twelve or thirteen, seemed more fragile than a bird in a gilded cage. Yet her gaze was as resolute as iron.

“Say whatever you want. Even if you call me a dog, I won’t get angry,” Qi Yuan said with a calm smile.

When it came to insults, nothing could surpass the internet comment sections back on Blue Star.

“Humans are inherently selfish. Myself included. Even if my selfishness is cloaked in the guise of fairness and justice, it remains selfishness.

To achieve true fairness and justice, we must eliminate human nature. The human heart is the greatest test of all.

Perhaps the original Divine Descent could have brought about a true utopia. But Brother Qi, with your own will and desires, no matter how fair or just you try to be, there will always be some bias.”

Liu Chudong’s cherry-pink lips showed no mercy. “I hope that you… can relinquish your consciousness and allow the original Divine Descent to return!”

“If you die, Brother Qi, I will jump from this roof to keep you company!”

Her words were shocking, enough to leave everyone in stunned silence.

It was like telling a military general who had overthrown an empire and established a new dynasty to abdicate and kill himself for the greater good.

Huan Sha’s expression changed drastically. She said anxiously: “How do you know that the Judgment God cannot continue to be fair and just?”

Liu Sheng sighed deeply and said nothing.

There was no point in arguing now.

Qi Yuan stared at Liu Chudong, his thoughts churning. It felt as though his mind was waking up, as though pieces were clicking into place.

After about ten breaths, Qi Yuan’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“I understand now. If I cannot be the Divine Descent… then I will restore the Divine Descent to the Rosha Kingdom!”

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At that moment, Qi Yuan had an epiphany.

He finally understood what was missing to complete his role as the Divine Descent.

This realization even connected with his earlier mission of playing the Blind Artifact Master.