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

On top of the tall building, Qi Yuan gazed at the sky deep in thought.
If he were an ordinary resetter, he might have been tempted to hunt down other resetters after tasting the benefits of killing Wang Wei.

"A little bit of luck like this is less useful than a certificate of mental illness. I'd have to be seriously ill to go hunt other resetters."

As for the other resetters, most of them were ordinary people in their previous lives and didn't have Qi Yuan's powerful insight. The fact that killing other resetters could seize their luck was unknown to them.

Looking at Wang Wei's corpse, Qi Yuan's expression was one of disappointment. "What a waste. Didn't even get any experience points. I thought you were supposed to be strong or something?"

Qi Yuan muttered to himself as he walked over to the body of the black-clad sniper and picked up the communicator.

...

Two hours later.

Qi Yuan looked around the spacious room, filled with various herbs and sea monsters, and felt a peculiar sense of satisfaction.

Nearby, Kuang Huan seemed to be still in shock. Today's events had been completely beyond his expectations. Over the past two hours, various messages kept coming in.

He had already learned that the person who tried to assassinate Qi Yuan on the road was Zhao Renji, the Black Crystal Earl.

Zhao Renji was a member of the old nobility; his father had earned military merits in the Qin-Cui war thirty years ago. Now, the Zhao family was led by Zhao Renji, who was the undisputed overlord in Tianyue City.

Even Kuang Huan, a hereditary viscount, had to yield when dealing with the Black Crystal Earl in Tianyue City.

"Mr. Qi... should we leave Tianyue for now?" Kuang Huan tentatively suggested.

This was the Black Crystal Earl's territory, and if the Earl was determined to take Qi Yuan down, there would be nothing Kuang Huan could do to help. The mercenaries under his command were simply no match for the Earl's forces.

But if he could get Qi Yuan back to Xinyang, he was confident he could protect him.

"Why should I leave?" Qi Yuan shook his head. "When I killed someone, there were no witnesses. I was also very careful. With no evidence or witnesses, how could the police ever find me?"

Kuang Huan was silent for a moment before speaking again. "They don't need evidence to arrest someone."

Evidence is only required when the two parties are of equal status. Great nobles don't need to present evidence to lesser nobles, just as lesser nobles don't need to provide evidence to commoners.

"No evidence needed? They still have to present this, don't they?"

Qi Yuan pulled out his universal amulet. With this thing, he felt very confident.

Kuang Huan fell silent once again. Faced with Qi Yuan, he felt a sense of depth he couldn't fathom.

"Not only does the Black Crystal Earl command a squad of gene soldiers, but he can also deploy thermal weapons," Kuang Huan continued.

The gene soldier squad was one thing; with Qin Yuan's national strength, an organized gene squad could easily crush a battalion of an inferior country's army. Thermal weapons, on the other hand, were something that no human force could withstand. Under the might of thermal weapons, all beings are equal. What difference does it make if you're a cultivator?

Some of the weapons on this planet, based on technology from Canxing, were said by experts to be capable of slaying gods.

"Yes, those weapons are troublesome," Qi Yuan admitted.

The sniper rifle from earlier that day would have killed him if it hit, given his current physical state. Not to mention those thermal weapons.

Facing them now would indeed be tricky.

"So, does that mean you're willing to come with me?" Kuang Huan's eyes lit up.

This would bring him closer to Qi Yuan, strengthening their bond.

"Weapons are tricky, but humans are simple. My enemies aren't weapons; they're just people," Qi Yuan said, a smile forming in his eyes.

The technology on this planet was still not advanced enough. There were far too few defensive measures against cultivators.

"What?" Kuang Huan was stunned.

"If you're lucky today, you'll get to attend a banquet at Zhao's estate tonight," Qi Yuan shrugged.

The thermal weapons Zhao's family controlled could indeed pose a problem for Qi Yuan at his current level. But the Zhao family themselves were just ordinary people.

Even if they had gene soldiers as guards, what of it?

Qi Yuan had played countless games, even slaying two Yang Gods. His methods were mysterious and unpredictable; even a Yang God couldn't always defend against them, let alone an ordinary mortal.

When he got hold of the communicator, Qi Yuan had called the person in charge on the other side—Zhao Renji himself.

During the call, Qi Yuan had demanded that Zhao Renji commit suicide to atone for his crimes and apologize.

Naturally, Zhao Renji refused, showing no remorse whatsoever.

So Qi Yuan decided not to show any mercy either.

In mythology, hearing a demon's voice could lure one into darkness and despair. Qi Yuan's true form was even more potent than any demon.

Using the communicator as a medium, Qi Yuan's voice could carry illusions or other techniques to easily ensnare Zhao Renji.

Zhao Renji never suspected anything; he didn't take Qi Yuan's words seriously. After all, he would never have imagined that someone could actually kill through a phone call.

...

Meanwhile, in the Zhao estate.

Zhao Renji, his expression intense and his eyes filled with a hint of killing intent, looked at Zhao Shiqi and said slowly, "He's just a lowly commoner. I can kill him whenever I want."

"He's not a commoner; he's the orphan of a martyr!" Zhao Shiqi retorted angrily.

Zhao Shiqi, who had always been loyal to the military and cared deeply for his soldiers, didn't even think twice before responding to his brother's dismissive remark.

"Hmph, they're just a bunch of peasants. If I choose to elevate them, it's an honor; if not, they're just potential rioters and unstable elements." Zhao Renji glared at Zhao Shiqi, his tone suddenly becoming cold. "Did you interfere in this matter?"

Qi Yuan was of no concern to Zhao Renji—a mere mortal. What concerned him was whether Zhao Shiqi had intervened behind the scenes to help Qi Yuan break through his plans.

Zhao Renji had always been wary of his brother.

"I..." Zhao Shiqi looked at Zhao Renji, his heart filled with frustration. He could see what his brother was thinking, and he felt even more disappointed. Even now, Zhao Renji was only thinking about power struggles.

"I wish I had!" Zhao Shiqi stared directly into his brother's eyes. "Now that he has survived, brother... I hope you won't go after him again!"

Zhao Renji's eyes gleamed with mockery. "I don't want to go after him, but he's the one who won't let it go. Just now, he called to threaten me, telling me to commit suicide to atone for my crimes! Haha... Such a bold young man—I haven't seen one like him in a long time. If you want to resolve this, it's simple. You bring him here personally to apologize to me. If he's sincere, I might spare his life!"

Zhao Shiqi's heart tightened, his disappointment and anger surging to the extreme. He bowed his head, saying nothing.

Zhao Renji's cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Nobles can't be wrong, and even if they are, they can't admit it. They must see it through to the end. If we open that door, won't those peasants think we're easy to push around? Over time, who will fear us?"

To Zhao Renji, the dignity and authority of the nobility were paramount.

Compared to that, a single life meant nothing.

Even though there were many oddities surrounding the plan to kill Qi Yuan, Zhao Renji was unconcerned.

He had absolute power in Tianyue City.

Zhao Shiqi looked at his brother, saying nothing. What Zhao Renji said, their father had said many times before.

"Bring me Qi Yuan's head, and this will end. Otherwise... the benefits for the children of martyrs in Tianyue City... well..." Zhao Renji threatened openly.

With his long-standing position of power and control over the lower class, Zhao Renji felt invincible and excessively confident.

"Tsk, tsk, you're not dead yet?"

Suddenly, a distant voice whispered into Zhao Renji's ear.

"Who is it?"
He roared suddenly, his eyes bloodshot.

Zhao Shiqi was taken aback, not understanding what was going on.

Everyone else outside the room looked at each other, bewildered. What was wrong with Zhao Renji?

"Earl, what's wrong?"

Someone asked.

But just as the question was asked, the person who inquired turned pale.

The earl suddenly pulled out a gun, terror in his eyes. His hand seemed uncontrollable, and blood was flowing from his eyes.

This scene terrified everyone present.

Zhao Shiqi was stunned, not understanding what was happening.

"I... atone... no... save... confess!"

Zhao Renji seemed to be under some sort of control. Before anyone could react, he raised his gun and shot himself in the head.

"Lord Earl!"

"Quick, get a doctor!"

The room descended into chaos.

Zhao Shiqi was in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened. His brother had suddenly pulled out a gun and committed suicide as if he were being controlled.

A sense of horror welled up inside him.

Suddenly, Zhao Shiqi thought of something, and his dread deepened.

The Next Day

Inside the room, Qi Yuan finished practicing a set of "Ming Wu Resonance Fist." His clothes were drenched with sweat, but he was full of energy, his body radiating a faint steam.

"The blood of the mutated sea monster indeed provides a significant boost."

After absorbing the blood of the mutated sea monster, Qi Yuan's progress in practicing the "Ming Wu Resonance Fist" was faster, and his improvement was more significant.

The blood of the mutated sea monster seemed to enhance martial arts talent and increase one's potential.

"It's a pity that the other ordinary sea monsters don't seem to have the same effect."

Qi Yuan had also experimented with other sea monsters, extracting the "essence blood" from their bodies. Unfortunately, consuming them didn't seem to provide any improvement.

"This might be because of different bloodlines. These ordinary sea monsters' blood might be more suitable for other martial artists."

Though he had only been practicing martial arts for a short time, Qi Yuan had already surmised that the martial arts of this world followed a path of bloodline cultivation.

Of course, this was only based on his current observations and wasn't the complete picture.

"But with my devouring physique, drinking more blood is beneficial. Who knows, I might just fuse them and create a new bloodline."

Qi Yuan pondered this.

In the Mortal Heart Realm, after inheriting the terrifying physique known as the Devouring Physique from the Foodless Holy Mother, Qi Yuan was able to absorb these bloodlines for his own use.

"I should go to the martial arts hall to get the next parts of the technique."

After consuming the blood of the mutated sea monster, Qi Yuan quickly advanced to the third level of "Ming Wu Resonance Fist" in just one day. To progress further, he needed the subsequent parts of the technique.

Fortunately, the martial arts hall had loose requirements. As long as you paid, you could obtain the subsequent parts of the technique, without needing to prove your level.

People like Qi Yuan, who had only joined the martial arts hall for a few days but were already purchasing the next parts of the technique, were not uncommon.

There were many wealthy people in this world. As long as they didn't start businesses or gamble, they wouldn't run out of money.

Soon, Qi Yuan changed his clothes and went out.

The sun was blazing that day as the taxi sped along.

"What's going on? There are way more drones in the sky than before," the taxi driver complained, looking up at the sky.

"More drones are better. The law and order in Tianyue isn't great. Yesterday, someone even fired a gun in broad daylight!"

"What? Where did that happen? I hadn't heard about it!" The taxi driver perked up.

"Right on Lanxi Avenue."

"Must be those damned nobles. They're the only ones bold enough to kill someone in the street!" The taxi driver grumbled angrily, clearly dissatisfied with the current state of affairs.

Before long, the taxi stopped in front of Ming Wu Martial Arts Hall.

As Qi Yuan got out, a robot with an electronic voice approached.

"Welcome to Kongjing Intelligent Taxi Service. Autonomous driving, safer and more reliable. We appreciate your patronage."

The robot handed a flyer to Qi Yuan.

Before Qi Yuan could take it, the taxi driver, who had stepped out to buy water, kicked the robot hard.

"Damn robot, even stealing our jobs?"

The taxi driver cursed as he walked away.

Kongjing Intelligent Taxi Service was a new ride-hailing company in Qin Yuan country.

This company not only provided autonomous driving but also had robots as drivers, which had been met with strong opposition from many human drivers.

Of course... their opposition was in vain.

Qi Yuan didn't pay much attention to it.

He entered the Ming Wu Martial Arts Hall, found the second senior brother, explained his purpose, and paid a large sum to acquire the remaining nine levels of the "Ming Wu Resonance Fist."

"Didn't expect you to have such potential. Here's the full set of 'Ming Wu Resonance Fist,' all twelve levels. If you can master the entire technique, you might make it into the top thirty of the Martial Arts Tournament." The second senior brother dug a finger into his left nostril, his attitude towards Qi Yuan becoming more enthusiastic.

After all, at first, Qi Yuan seemed like he was just dabbling. Now, after spending so much money, he seemed more serious.

In ancient times, this kind of commitment would make him a true disciple.

"The preliminary rounds for the Martial Arts Tournament are coming up soon. When it's time to register, could you add my name to the list for our hall?" Qi Yuan stated his intent.

Registration for the Martial Arts Tournament was conducted through martial arts halls and schools. The next tournament was approaching, and Qi Yuan aimed to win the championship and become the Human Dao Martial Lord.

"Only three months left. You're entering? With your current level, you'll probably be eliminated in the first round. It would be tough to even make the city's top 100," the second senior brother said, blinking as he looked at Qi Yuan's handsome face. "Hmm... you're just going for the experience, right? Alright, I'll add your name when we register for this tournament. Make sure to fill out the application form later."

The second senior brother had no idea that Qi Yuan was aiming to win the championship.

Qi Yuan didn't bother to explain.

"Thanks, second senior brother. I'll go back to training now."

After parting ways with the second senior brother, Qi Yuan returned to the training room.

When Wang Shiqiao, with her high ponytail, saw Qi Yuan, she immediately greeted him. "I had my nose slightly adjusted again. Can you still tell I've had plastic surgery?"

Last time, Qi Yuan had pointed out that her nose wasn't natural, which had made her furious enough to storm to the beauty clinic and cause a scene. The doctors had given her a free touch-up, and she felt it looked better, so she asked Qi Yuan about it.

"Um... don't ask me about that. My eyesight is very good," Qi Yuan replied casually.

Wang Shiqiao was at a loss for words. "Damn it, I don't even want this nose anymore!"

The other students around them heard her and couldn't help but laugh.

Ignoring them, Qi Yuan began practicing "Ming Wu Resonance Fist" with full concentration.

An hour quickly passed.

During this time, the second senior brother came over with a Martial Arts Tournament application form for Qi Yuan to fill out.

To the surprise of Wang Shiqiao and others, Qi Yuan completed the form.

"You've got guts, signing up for the Martial Arts Tournament in your first year. Aren't you afraid of getting your bones broken?" Wang Shiqiao stretched, her short training clothes clinging tightly to her body, highlighting her curves and firm cleavage.

Qi Yuan frowned. "Don't stretch your armpits toward me. They smell."

"I shaved all the hair there! How can it stink? You're such a guy... no wonder you're handsome but still don't have a girlfriend!" Wang Shiqiao complained.

Who talks like that?

Qi Yuan said nothing, moving to a different spot to continue training.

Wang Shiqiao stomped her foot in frustration. "You can just spend your life with your five sisters then!"