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

Purple Fate Xue held the gift box, her expression full of anticipation.

“Which Heavenly Sovereign should we visit first?”

In the Black Demon Abyss, dozens of Yang God Heavenly Sovereigns had gathered at Devil’s Pass to oversee the situation.

Finding the mole was not going to be an easy task.

“Black Sword,” Qi Yuan decided after some thought. “Among the Yang God Heavenly Sovereigns in Devil’s Pass, his status is the highest. If he warmly receives us, the others won’t dare refuse.”

“Good point. Plus, we’re holding such a rare, precious egg—no Yang God would turn us away,” Purple Fate Xue added.

Of course, given their statuses—especially Blood Robe’s—it was unlikely any of the Yang Gods would refuse them under normal circumstances.

“Let’s go see Black Sword!” Purple Fate Xue declared boldly, setting off.

Little Purple Fate followed behind like a quiet shadow.

In truth, she was deeply curious—what special method did Blood Robe Brother have to find the mole?

The mole was hidden so deeply that even the elders couldn’t flush them out. How could Blood Robe Brother find them? She was baffled and couldn’t figure it out.

In the span of about a hundred breaths, they arrived.

Inside the grand hall, Black Sword, dressed in white robes, held the ice egg in his hand, a strange expression flickering in his eyes.

“This egg… I’ll accept it. But I assume you didn’t come just to offer me an egg, did you?” Black Sword sat upon his throne, his voice calm and drawn out.

After comprehending an Ultimate Supreme Truth, a layer of mist seemed to shroud him, making it hard for others to see through.

Looking at him evoked the feeling of gazing upon the vastness of the stars.

Little Purple Fate lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Even Purple Fate Xue reined in her usual carefree demeanor, becoming quite reserved.

Only Qi Yuan remained the same as ever.

“It’s like this,” Qi Yuan began seriously. “Last time we were ambushed, and I want to meet all the Yang Gods to see if I can figure out who the mole is.”

Black Sword’s expression remained unchanged. “This is a deep matter. Rest assured, I will ensure you receive justice.”

Black Sword, having comprehended the Ultimate Supreme Truth, was now a far cry from the person he had once been.

In the past, he used to suppress his aura, so those of his generation would only feel that he was immensely powerful.

Now, even though he restrained it, his vast presence was still impossible to ignore. It felt as if they were standing before a god enthroned in a divine kingdom.

Black Sword’s message was clear—he would investigate the matter personally.

However, just then, Qi Yuan suddenly spoke.

“Black Sword... are you the mole?”

He looked straight at Black Sword and asked earnestly.

Little Purple Fate froze.

Even Purple Fate Xue blinked in surprise, staring at Qi Yuan.

Neither of them had expected Qi Yuan to ask that.

Qi Yuan’s question even took Black Sword slightly aback.

But Black Sword responded calmly, “No.”

Qi Yuan, undeterred, continued asking, “Were you involved in the ambush I encountered last time?”

“No.”

“If I leave again, would you leak my whereabouts?”

“No.”

“Do you intend to harm me?”

“No.”

One dared to ask, and the other dared to answer.

Qi Yuan looked at Black Sword and slowly said, “Thank you for your honesty.”

Black Sword stared back at Qi Yuan, his gaze deep. “The Black Demon Abyss is one entity. The misunderstanding between Senior Purple Fate and the Abyss Lord, I intend to resolve. Please convey this message to Senior Purple Fate.”

Even while suppressing his power, Black Sword’s simple words made both Little Purple Fate and Purple Fate Xue feel an overwhelming pressure.

Such was the terror of a powerful being.

Even when acting friendly, even when concealing their aura, just standing there exuded boundless pressure.

“Alright,” Qi Yuan replied as he left with Purple Fate Xue and Little Purple Fate.

Once outside, Purple Fate Xue breathed a sigh of relief. “Comprehending the Ultimate Supreme Truth really makes a difference. In the past, meeting Black Sword Brother didn’t feel this nerve-wracking. Now, I can’t help but feel scared.”

Little Purple Fate agreed, “That overwhelming feeling is like the first time I saw the stars when I began cultivating.”

“Is it really that bad? I didn’t feel anything,” Qi Yuan said, unfazed. “Seems like you both just don’t believe in equality deep down.”

It didn’t take long for Qi Yuan to figure out the core of the issue.

“You’re just too outrageous!” Purple Fate Xue exclaimed, recalling what Qi Yuan had done earlier.

Who directly asks if someone is the mole right to their face?

And asking Black Sword of all people—everyone knew Black Sword was destined to be the future leader of the Black Demon Abyss.

Why would a ruler plot rebellion against themselves?

“Cultivation is about defying the heavens. Being a little outrageous is only natural,” Qi Yuan replied earnestly.

“You might be outrageous, but you haven’t comprehended an Ultimate Supreme Truth. Compared to Black Sword, you’re definitely lacking,” Purple Fate Xue teased.

Qi Yuan sighed, appearing despondent. “Black Sword’s average is one Ultimate Supreme Truth, while mine... is close to zero. I really can’t compare to Black Sword.”

After all, he had over 4,000 Nascent Souls within him.

And so far, he had only comprehended two Supreme Truths. When averaged across all his Nascent Souls, the result was laughably low.

This was including the Foodless Holy Mother from another universe.

Without her, the numbers would look even worse.

“At least you can admit the gap between you and Black Sword. There’s hope for you yet,” Purple Fate Xue said, laughing as she casually munched on a mushroom.

“In fact, if I could just comprehend another 4,751 Ultimate Supreme Truths, my average would be higher than one, and I’d surpass Black Sword,” Qi Yuan said, thinking aloud. “But without the Wall of Truth, comprehending 4,751 Ultimate Supreme Truths is just too hard.”

Little Purple Fate stood silently nearby, not daring to speak.

Purple Fate Xue chuckled. “With so many Supreme Truths, you can’t spare one for me?”

Qi Yuan considered it seriously.

Truth be told, the well at home had returned.

But the Wall of Truth had vanished.

Still, he didn’t have a grudge against the Truth Association. If he tried to take something by force, it wouldn’t be good.

Besides, he didn’t have some impressive elder to back him up and demand it.

So, he had to rely on his own smarts.

“You think, since the Truths Association and I both reside in the Sixth Heaven, does that count as cohabitation?”

“Huh?”

“Now that my relationship with the Truths Association is fractured and we’ve separated, shouldn’t I be entitled to half the Wall of Truth?”

“You’ve really thought this through!”

…

In Devil’s Pass.

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign squinted his eyes in thought.

“What exactly is Blood Robe up to?”

He had just received word that Blood Robe was going around visiting the Yang God Heavenly Sovereigns, giving out ice eggs from Ice Sword and asking about the mole.

At first, Wind-Decay had planned to avoid him—after all, it was easier to stay out of trouble.

But Black Sword had already met with them, and the other Yang Gods had all answered Blood Robe’s questions.

If he refused, it would only make him look guilty.

“Could this be an attempt to rattle me?” Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign wondered.

There was no way he believed that a few simple questions would expose him.

Still, Purple Fate Senior might have a plan behind this, so he had to be cautious.

“Greetings, Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign!”

Outside the hall, Qi Yuan’s clear voice called out.

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign sat on his throne, his expression friendly. “Come in, all of you.”

“This is Ice Sword’s egg, a gift for you, Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign.”

Qi Yuan handed over the gift box.

Wind-Decay was about to say something polite when Qi Yuan cut him off.

“No need for pleasantries, let’s get straight to the point!”

“Have you ever thought about harming me?” Qi Yuan asked directly.

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign smiled warmly. “In the Black Demon Abyss, one of the people I respect most is Senior Purple Fate.

You are his most valued bloodline. Why would I ever consider harming you?”

Qi Yuan blinked.

His nose grew slightly longer.

That meant... this person was the mole?

He became instantly intrigued.

After questioning over a dozen Yang God Heavenly Sovereigns, he had finally found the mole.

It turned out this task was more complicated than expected.

Even with Qi Yuan’s sharp mind, it had taken this long to find the mole.

“Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign, there’s no need to hide it. You’re lying—you clearly want to harm me!” Qi Yuan said seriously.

The mole had finally exposed themselves—Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign was one of them.

Wind-Decay’s expression remained unchanged.

But Purple Fate Xue and Little Purple Fate were startled.

“Blood Robe, you must be joking. Why would I want to harm you?” Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign laughed, though inwardly he grew uneasy.

“Were you involved in the ambush I faced last time?” Qi Yuan pressed.

“No,” Wind-Decay denied again.

Yet Qi Yuan’s nose continued to grow longer.

“Do your ancestors want to be moles?” Qi Yuan asked again.

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign was from the Yin Soul Heaven, a faction ranked among the top three in the Black Demon Abyss.

“No, such things should not be spoken of lightly,” Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign waved his sleeve, feigning slight annoyance.

Little Purple Fate blinked.

The entire approach was absurd—going around and directly asking Yang Gods if they were moles.

Yet here, Wind-Decay denied it, and Qi Yuan immediately declared him guilty.

“Your acting is impeccable,” Qi Yuan remarked.

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign kept smiling outwardly, but inside, he wasn’t laughing. He even had a fleeting urge to kill Qi Yuan.

“By the way, I’m planning to ambush Heavenly Sovereign Hui Zeng. I’ve only told you about this, so you won’t leak it, right?” Qi Yuan said, fixing his gaze on Wind-Decay.

Wind-Decay’s expression shifted slightly. “Blood Robe, I’ve tolerated your behavior because you’re young, but what exactly do you mean by this?”

“Don’t change the subject. A month from now, I’ll ambush Heavenly Sovereign Hui Zeng. If anything goes wrong, I’ll hold you responsible,” Qi Yuan said as he turned to leave with Little Purple Fate and Purple Fate Xue.

In the now-empty hall, Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign sat alone.

“How did he figure me out?”

“Was he testing me, or was there something else?”

“He said he would ambush Hui Zeng in a month… Should I...?”

“Is Senior Purple Fate watching me now?”

Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign sat lost in thought, not daring to make any sudden moves.

He felt utterly bewildered—today’s events seemed completely irrational.

If Purple Fate Senior had figured out that he was the mole, why send Blood Robe to inform him?

Wouldn’t they set a trap instead and wait for him to slip up?

And if Blood Robe was trying to test him, why only test him and not others?

None of it made any sense.

He didn’t even dare take out his communication jade slip to report to his higher-ups.

Everything just seemed too strange, too illogical.

Who operates like this?

He sat there, motionless, too afraid to do anything rash.

Meanwhile, as they left, Little Purple Fate asked urgently, “Was Wind-Decay Heavenly Sovereign really the mole? How did you know, Blood Robe Brother?”

Purple Fate Xue also looked at Qi Yuan, curious and puzzled.

“My brilliant brain told me,” Qi Yuan answered seriously.

“Is it really possible that he’s the mole?” Little Purple Fate hesitated. “But Blood Robe Brother, if you knew he was the mole, why did you tell him?”

“I felt like telling him, so I did,” Qi Yuan said nonchalantly.

His Ultimate Supreme Truths were about absolute adaptability and doing as he pleased.

To stabilize and deepen his mastery of these Ultimate Supreme Truths, his actions had to align with their essence.

This allowed him to progress faster.

So, he told Wind-Decay because he wanted to.

“I see…” Little Purple Fate was still worried.

If they hadn’t informed Wind-Decay, they could have quietly observed him and laid out a strategy.

But now that they had told him, the situation was filled with uncertainty.

Qi Yuan patted Little Purple Fate’s delicate horns and smiled. “We’re cultivating immortality here. Always scheming and plotting is exhausting.

In this world, the only thing that truly matters is strength.

With strength, you earn the right to survive.

All these schemes? They’re just fleeting clouds.”

Qi Yuan couldn’t care less about schemes and plots.

The worst-case scenario would be something like the Ghost Heaven and Black Demon Abyss joining forces, with all the Great Supreme Truth experts hunting him down in secret.

But Qi Yuan had come to the Black Demon Abyss and entered the game knowing full well the risks.

He had already prepared himself to face all the Great Supreme Truths as enemies.

So, he wasn’t fazed by schemes or plots.

Cultivation might be difficult, but it could also be simple.

When you cut through the distractions, it boiled down to three steps: first, kill your enemies; second, seize resources; third, enjoy the victory feast.

“A month from now, are you really going to hunt down Heavenly Sovereign Hui Zeng?” Little Purple Fate asked.

“I don’t know,” Qi Yuan shrugged, his expression turning serious.

“The most brilliant plans are the ones where even the planner doesn’t know what will happen next. As for hunting a Yang God… we’ll see how fate plays out.”

Little Purple Fate was left speechless.

This “brilliant” plan was too brilliant.

It would’ve been better not to plan at all, given no one knew what was going to happen next.

“Let’s go see if any of the other Yang Gods are moles,” Qi Yuan said, carrying the ice eggs with him.

Little Purple Fate looked at him nervously. “Blood Robe Brother, don’t act rashly when dealing with Yang Gods… You should get help from some of the Heavenly Sovereigns.”

For some reason, she had a gut feeling that Blood Robe Brother really would try to hunt down a Yang God.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” Qi Yuan reassured her.

“Brother… don’t push yourself too hard. Cultivation also requires balancing tension and relaxation,” Little Purple Fate said, her heart aching for him.

She felt that Blood Robe Brother might be feeling anxious after seeing Black Sword comprehend an Ultimate Supreme Truth, leading to undue pressure.

That might explain why his actions were becoming so unpredictable.

“Hmm…” Qi Yuan paused, considering. “You might be right. I’ve been too busy lately. Sigh… seems like I should play a game to relax.”

He muttered to himself.

Ever since he had entered the cultivation world, he had been constantly busy.

There were always crises and threats looming over him—whether it was the Black Mountain Sect, the Palace of Light, the Great Calamity, or the Taihuang Palace…

It was only in the game that he could find some peace.

Especially on Gongxing, when he went on a honeymoon with Canary and Ning Tao, and Little Jia—it was one of the few times he had given himself a proper break.

The rest of the time, his nerves had been strung taut, never getting a chance to relax.

“Why don’t we have some delicious mushroom hot pot together? We can even invite Ice Sword. We’ve given away so many of his eggs, we should thank him properly,” Purple Fate Xue suggested.

Qi Yuan nodded in agreement. “Good idea.”