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

Extra 1: The game has just begun



Canglan Realm.

Shenguang Sect.

The morning bell rang continuously, as it always had.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

The voice of the wooden cat puppet was as annoying as ever.

Qi Yuan tossed a piece of dried fish at it, effectively silencing the wooden cat puppet.

Only then did the noise finally cease.

At that moment, a crisp voice sounded beside Qi Yuan.

"Senior Brother, get up already! Stop sleeping in, the sun is already shining on your butt."

A graceful figure appeared in the seaside villa.

That's right. After Qi Yuan's strength increased, he upgraded to a house befitting his status.

This time, it was a seaside villa.

What if there was no sea on Seven Colors Peak?

He simply moved one there.

"Sigh, just a little longer." Qi Yuan stretched lazily, shifting into a more comfortable position. "And what sun? Where is there a sun?"

As soon as Qi Yuan spoke, the several suns in the sky above Seven Colors Peak disappeared.

Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan, hands on her hips. "Sigh, Senior Brother, even Sister Ning Tao says you've been too weak lately. She won't even sleep with you at night anymore."

"Ahem, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qi Yuan rolled out of bed like a carp leaping out of water.

This was what they called a Yang God's roll.

"I'm just tired from playing games." Qi Yuan yawned, looking listless.

On his journey to resist "Return to Nothingness", he had been moving forward relentlessly.

Some time ago, he expended a tremendous amount of energy to finally protect the Forbidden Land and break free from its sinking.

He had also stepped into the realm of Yang God.

His Yang God realm was actually quite ordinary.

It wasn't as flashy as the Stellar Golden Core, nor as powerful as the Nascent Souls of the Innate Gods.

According to Qi Yuan's understanding, Yang God, Yang God—his Yang God was just a bit more... yang.

Yang represents brightness and righteousness, symbolizing justice.

This time, he didn't awaken any superpowers.

Perhaps one day, when he had traveled through all the myriad worlds and seen all the sights, he would awaken a new ability.

"Senior Brother, isn't the game over?" Jiang Lingsu was a bit confused.

She also knew a bit about Stillness.

"Is the game... over?"

Qi Yuan took a deep breath.

"Am I not still in the game?"

"In fact, aren't the Canglan Realm and the Immortal Realm also just games?"

Although Qi Yuan had a poor memory and a somewhat chaotic mind, being mentally ill didn't mean he was stupid.

During the first game, or rather, in Moonwatch Continent, he had already realized that the so-called game... was also reality, or truth.

But back then, he was too weak, living in a thatched hut.

Moreover, his soul and true spirit were still fragile.

Playing in the game for a long time consumed his true spirit.

On top of that, the countless plots and complex human emotions also drained his true spirit.

In Blue Star terms, it was like taking up memory.

Qi Yuan's true spirit couldn't fully support the game's operation.

So, he would selectively forget some things.

This way, it was a win-win.

He could also act more freely.

After all, he was just a 200-month-old baby at the time.

Constantly dealing with saving the world, national hatred, family grudges, and betrayals—his young heart couldn't handle it.

"Wait, are we also part of the game?" Jiang Lingsu's eyes widened, looking utterly adorable.

"Not just part of the game, but also within the dream of the Nanke Dao Lord. In fact... we don't exist." Qi Yuan said with a smile.

At his current level, turning the virtual into reality and refining the false into truth was a trivial matter.

No big deal.

"The false game has ended, and the real game... the one that belongs to me, has just begun."

Qi Yuan said.

His game was a long one.

As a certain famous person once said:

"The road ahead is long, and the journey is far."

If "Return to Nothingness" is represented by 0, then reincarnation is 1.

To achieve 1, one must traverse all the myriad worlds, countless times, past and future.

Examine every living being, every stone, every trace of nothingness.

This isn't something that can be done in a short time.

In other words, from now on, Qi Yuan will be playing a game in reality.

A game... of traveling the world.

A game... of traversing reincarnation.

"When I have seen all the sights in the world, Xiao Jia... will truly have her own eyes."

"When I have heard all the sounds in the world, she will have her own ears."

"When I have greeted all living beings and nothingness in the world, she will be able to speak continuously."

"The game is always ongoing, the road is always being walked, and the scenery is always in my eyes."

Qi Yuan's expression was somewhat desolate.

He was already invincible.

Even those at the sixth stage of Yang God were no match for him.

But his journey was still long.

Every space, every corner of time, every hidden place—he needed to set foot in them, to see them.

It was like a story he heard as a child.

About throwing stranded fish on the beach back into the sea.

Someone asked, "There are so many fish, how can you save them all? Who cares?"

The person replied, "This fish cares."

For Qi Yuan, what he needed to do now was pick up every fish, save them from nothingness, and throw them into reincarnation.

Unlike the person in the story who saved fish, Qi Yuan had plenty of time—eternal and infinite. Plus... he was fast.

Though sometimes, Qi Yuan felt that he had been cultivating for too long, and his mind was in chaos. He didn't know what was right, what was wrong, what was good, what was evil.

Fortunately, he was a Yang God now.

Yang represents brightness and righteousness, so he... was at least good.

Representing correctness.

So, when throwing those fish back into the sea, he would also ask, "Are you sunbathing? Do you want to go back to the sea?"

What if it was a misunderstanding?

What if there was a fish that disliked its pale belly and preferred sunbathing on the sand to get a healthy tan?

He wouldn't make decisions for others.

Nor did he need the beings of the myriad worlds to kneel before him.

After all, the education he received on Blue Star was about... everyone standing tall.

"Alright, this time... I'll go to the Yang Realm, to the ancestral land of the Ancient Clan, and have some fun."

Although he was still sleeping here now, his path of reincarnation was constantly at play, entering countless reincarnations, countless times and spaces, bit by bit, understanding all living beings and inanimate objects in the myriad worlds.

"Senior Brother, I'll go too!" Jiang Lingsu said excitedly, but then she hesitated. "Never mind, I won't go. I promised Qi Jianjun to go fishing."

"You guys... fishing fanatics." Qi Yuan was speechless.

After Qi Jianjun returned, she took Jinli, Ning Tao, Canary, and the others fishing every day.

During this time, they were probably fishing and playing in Purple Fate Heaven.

Moreover, under the instigation of Horned Sister, they were planning to hold a fishing competition.

The location would be the Twelfth Heaven of the Immortal Realm.

After stepping into the Yang God realm, Qi Yuan reshaped the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm and the Twelfth Heaven, also breaking the Immortal Realm's lack of a future.

"Whoever catches the biggest fish, I'll crown them the Universe's Invincible Fishing General."

After saying this, Qi Yuan's figure disappeared.

"Going to the ancestral land... let's create a small account."

"Hmm, make it look ordinary, with low presence. After all... I need to observe living beings and stones every day. If I look too handsome, someone might mistake me for a pervert, right?"

Although Qi Yuan's path of reincarnation was observing the myriad worlds on his behalf, constantly perfecting reincarnation, he himself... still needed to observe, right?

To improve efficiency.

It's just that when observing in person, it's easy to be mistaken for a pervert.

Fortunately, he didn't have a phone, so he wouldn't be mistaken for a peeping tom.

"The game... begins."

...

Three years later.

In a courtyard.

"I think... is there something wrong with Little Yuan?"

"Huh? Malnourished? Give him some nutritional supplements?"

"I think... there's something wrong with his brain. He's already three years old, and he's still watching ants, playing with stones, and messing with mud."

"Definitely a bit mentally challenged... Wang Zhiyong next door was already running a family business and smuggling Thunder Ore Divine Ducks at three."

"It seems Little Yuan needs some medicine to fix his brain."

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