Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 373 - 216: Huge Explosion! Heavenly Yin Demonic Refinement Scripture! (6100 words)_2
Guba had nearly perfected the art of "blowing."
He blew day and night.
He blew shamelessly and brazenly. ππ«ππ²ππππ§π πππ₯.πππ
He blew without stopping for a moment.
If he had a physical body, his mouth would have been worn out and blistered.
In his description, the Demon Realm was nothing like the abyssal hell rumored throughout the outside world. Instead, it was a harmonious and fulfilling paradise where all races lived freely, a place where beings from the myriad realms coexisted so peacefully that even the Immortal Realm couldnβt compare. The demons themselves he depicted as brilliant and noble figures, as if robed in sacred light and capable of achieving Buddhahood on the spot!
He blew with such genuine feeling and overflowing emotion. Deep into his narrative, his voice even quivered, as if he had suffered some great injustice and been grievously wronged.
If not for the Systemβs constant notification chimes, Wang Xiu might have actually believed him!
Indeed, the Demon Race was cunning, and this True Demon was even more so. Having lived for who knows how long, he was sneakier than a thousand-year-old fox. If acting could be cultivated into a Dao, it would surely be a path befitting a Great Emperor!
Luckily, Wang Xiu was no slouch either.
He consistently feigned a hint of wavering mixed with apprehension. His expression was perfect, and his eyes betrayed no flaws. This gave Guba the illusion that with enough effort, he could eventually win Wang Xiu over. It spurred Guba to persevere, hyping up his case more vigorously than ever, as if he could finally see a glimmer of hope.
But in the end, he was still missing that crucial little something. He never managed to make Wang Xiu take that final step.
This kidβs Dao heart is truly steadfast! How can he still refuse to yield after all this? Guba fumed internally, but then he reconsidered. How could a prodigy capable of condensing a Twelve-color Nascent Soul possibly have a weak will?
At least, he now saw hope. Wang Xiu was slightly shaken, which proved his performance was quite good. Guba suddenly felt he had discovered a talent heβd previously overlooked. With this gift of the gab, if I were to entice average prodigies of the Human Race, wouldnβt I win them over one after another?
Soon, another month passed.
Wang Xiu was somewhat frustrated. It was hard to say whether his luck was good or bad. During this time, not only had his Cultivation Level reached new heights under Gubaβs constant hype, reaching the sixth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he had also continuously obtained five formidable Divine Skills. These were all profound secrets of the Demon Race. Even the ancient demon clans only possessed fragmented versions, and their prodigies rarely learned them.
It should be noted that he was now a Nascent Soul Venerable. Even for the true chosen of the heavens, the pace of cultivation would naturally slow at this Realm. It wasnβt that they didnβt want to be faster; it was that they couldnβt. The amount of cultivation required for each advancement in this Realm was ten to a hundred times that of the Golden Core Realm. Furthermore, Wang Xiu had a Twelve-color Nascent Soul. The energy required for him to break through each layer was an unknown number of times greater than that for his peers.
If news of him breaking through two layers in a single month got out, it would shock countless people to death.
But to say his luck was good... all these cultivation techniques were demonic in nature. When used, they emitted a towering Demonic Qi and produced powerful phenomena that were impossible to conceal. This basically meant he couldnβt use them in the open. The goddess of luck had not fully smiled upon him, however. He had failed to obtain a single supreme technique that could be used openly, which troubled Wang Xiu greatly.
This True Demon was an amazing hype man, a truly amazing one. But his boasts always seemed to bear the wrong kind of fruit.
Canβt you get me something good? If this keeps up, Iβm really going to become a grandmaster of The Demonic Path... Wang Xiu secretly lamented.
"Xiu! Let your Uncle Guba give you a piece of heartfelt advice..."
"Uncle Guba, please speak!"
"You can trust me, I wouldnβt deceive you. The Demon Race is ten thousand times stronger than the Human Race! Iβd bet that if you joined our Demon Race, you might regret it for three to five years, but if you refuse... you will regret it for a lifetime!"
[DING!]
[Someone nearby has been detected wildly boasting, triggering a critical hit! System threshold reached! Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +8664 and Mana Quality +8664!]
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a Complete Experience Card for the Heavenly Yin Demonic Refinement Scripture!]
"!!!"
Another drop!
Wang Xiuβs eyes brightened as he hastily checked the information.
The Heavenly Yin Demonic Refinement Scripture was a technique created by the Tianyin Demon Emperor in ancient times. This technique was anathema to demonic nature and was not tolerated by Heaven and Earth. When it first appeared, the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm unleashed eighty-one tribulations, wiping out all the divine beings of the Tianyin Demon Clan and severing their lineage. Only the Tianyin Demon Emperor himself survived.
Once upon a time, the Tianyin Demon Emperor was just a Little Kalamy from the Demon Race, born with a diluted bloodline and meager talent. In the Demon Race, where bloodline was everything, everyone treated him as worthless trash. But his talent was extraordinary. He created the Heavenly Yin Demonic Refinement Scripture, a technique that allowed him to devour the essence blood and flesh of other demons. By refining their bloodlines, he could strengthen his own and forge the supreme demonic body.
With this technique, he climbed his way up step by step, devouring one pure-blooded True Demon after another. Eventually, he ascended to the highest throne and suppressed the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years.
However, he ultimately failed to transcend. He was forcefully slain by a coalition of the Demon Raceβs most powerful experts, who paid a heavy price to do so. He fell at the final step, just before breaking free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.
A truly tragic and lamentable tale!
Hiss... this thing is actually useful to me! Wang Xiuβs eyes widened, his pupils filled with joy.
By devouring other demons, he could not only enhance his own cultivation, but also refine and strengthen his bloodline and personal origin! It was the best of both worlds!
Finally! After all that effort, he had finally obtained something he could actually use!
Without a second thought, Wang Xiu first cast the Great Void Concealment Spell to envelop the space around him. He then chose to fuse with the reward on the spot.
RUMBLE!
In an instant, a vast sea of information flooded Wang Xiuβs mind. Streaks of purple-red runes materialized around him. They were incomparably mysterious and ancient, containing infinite profundity that was neither immortal nor demonic as they branded themselves upon his body.
WHOOSH.
In a flash, Demonic Qi surged like a vast ocean, and the majestic phantom of a Demon Emperor materialized.
