Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 395 - 221 Ji Yan: Your Loving Relationship Doesn’t Include Me? (8200 words)_4
Who knew the world of immortal cultivation could be so frivolous? A family that makes its own private chat group! And in this loving family, Ji Yan wasn’t even included! It’s too complicated; their circle is a mess.
"Fine, fine, fine!" Ji Yan said with an exasperated laugh. "What a bunch of filial sons! Just you wait until I get back and see how I deal with you!"
"Elder Ji, they probably didn’t do it on purpose..." Wang Xiu tried to mediate.
"You don’t need to worry about it. This is a personal grudge between them and me!" Ji Yan waved his hand dismissively and turned to create a new group for Wang Xiu.
He then left a message telling Wang Xiu to come to his house for dinner in a couple of days, after he had finished dealing with his sons, before vanishing on the spot.
Brother Jinglei, good luck... Wang Xiu thought, looking toward Thunderclap Peak and silently mourning for Ji Jinglei and the others.
***
「That night.」
On Thunderclap Peak, over a hundred brothers of the Ji Family were gathered together.
Ji Yan slowly appeared on the high platform, standing with his hands behind his back. His oppressive aura washed over them. "Has everyone arrived?"
Ji Baye replied, "Aside from those who haven’t, everyone’s here!"
Upon hearing this, everyone shot Ji Baye a strange look. Isn’t that obvious?
Ji Thirteen stepped forward and said, "Father, you summoned all of us here so suddenly. Is something going on?"
Ji Yan replied indifferently, "It’s nothing major. I just heard that we have a big, loving, and united family here on Thunderclap Peak... It made me curious. I’ve lived on this peak my entire life and have never seen such a thing! I wanted to see it for myself..."
As soon as he spoke, a chill ran down everyone’s spine. Their hearts skipped a beat, and their scalps tingled.
"Have you seen it?" Ji Yan asked, looking down at his eighth son with a playful gaze.
"No, I haven’t!" Ji Baye swallowed nervously. He tried to stay calm, but his legs were trembling.
"Seen it? I haven’t even heard of it!" Ji Thirteen also spoke up, denying it repeatedly.
"That’s right, Father! Don’t listen to the slander from outsiders. We definitely don’t have some secret ’loving family’ chat group, really!" Ji Jinglei stood up and declared with a completely earnest expression.
Ji Baye stared in disbelief.
Ji Thirteen was dumbfounded.
The crowd fell into a stunned silence.
"Did... did I say something wrong?" Ji Jinglei asked, feeling a little guilty as he saw all his brothers looking at him with murderous intent.
Damn it, we’re so screwed! Everyone slapped their foreheads, full of regret. We shouldn’t have bullied him so much when we were kids. We turned him into an idiot! That damn fool!
"You didn’t say anything wrong. You said it very well. Perfectly, in fact!" Ji Yan stood up, his eyes full of amusement as he stared at Ji Jinglei.
"Run! Run for it!" Ji Baye yelled, taking the lead as he shot toward the exit.
Chaos erupted as everyone scattered, desperately trying to escape. This is a classic smiling tiger! they all thought.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Ji Yan was well-prepared. An invisible grand formation rose, trapping everyone inside.
"Run? Where do you think you’re going?" Ji Yan slowly pulled out his belt. Lightning gathered around it, transforming it into a giant whip of thunder that crackled through the air. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
He reached out, and a massive hand of condensed lightning snatched several of his sons and dragged them back.
Then he started whipping.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"AHHHH—"
"Loving and affectionate, are you? I’ll show you loving and affectionate!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"AHHHH—"
"Getting clever, are we? Daring to create a secret group behind your father’s back? Have you forgotten who sets the rules on Thunderclap Peak?"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Ahhh—Father, we know we were wrong!"
"Oh, Daddy, not there!"
"It hurts! I can’t take it anymore, Father!"
"..."
That night, Thunderclap Peak was filled with wails and howls that continued until dawn.
***
「Meanwhile.」
As news from within the Holy Realm began to spread, all of Nanzhou was shaken to its core. Everyone was astonished by the unbelievable reports.
"Sanqing has produced a Kylin child who condensed a Twelve-color Nascent Soul, a feat rarely seen through the ages! With his power alone, he has eclipsed the brilliance of all other prodigies!"
"Inconceivable! Wasn’t Sanqing already in decline?"
"The tides of fate are unpredictable. The once-glorious Sanqing fell overnight, but now, after a thousand years, it is rising from its decline. Fortune has truly revived from adversity!"
Everyone was discussing the mind-blowing news coming out of the Holy Realm.
"His combat power is astonishing. Though only at the Nascent Soul stage, he can fight Soul Travel cultivators. He slaughters Great Demons as if they were dogs—it’s a scene almost beyond imagination!"
"The God and Demon Murals in the Ancient Sanctuary are one of the greatest opportunities in existence. They have been there for countless years, yet he alone obtained all the Creation they contained, as if they had waited all this time just for him!"
"He’s simply the Son of Destiny!"
"It’s said he single-handedly infiltrated the Demon Cave, obtained key intelligence, and turned the tide of the entire situation in the Holy Realm, foiling the Demon Race’s plans! And he’s just a Nascent Soul cultivator! How could he possibly intervene in a conflict of that magnitude?!"
The impact of this news was enormous, surpassing the common understanding of the word "prodigy."
A trap the Demon Race had set for hundreds of Saints was foiled by a single Nascent Soul cultivator. The story sounded so ludicrous that no one wanted to believe it. However, one prodigy after another stepped forward to firmly affirm it as fact.
Later on, as the news spread further, the Great Immortal Gates also heard the tales. Yet, not a single one of them stood up to refute or clarify the matter.
This was clearly the truth, and Nanzhou was shaken once again.
Countless people went pale at the mere mention of it, frightened by the implications. To think such terrifying events had transpired in the Holy Realm... It was a storm that, if mishandled, could have brought disaster upon all of Nanzhou, perhaps even the entire Cangyuan Realm.
Eventually, even more astonishing news emerged, driving people nearly mad with shock.
"The return of the Saints was also the work of Sanqing’s Wang Xiu!"
"Saints have already acknowledged it. Something this significant can’t be a lie!"
"This is too hard to believe. Have we gotten old? The young prodigies of today defy our comprehension!"
"Wang Xiu is remarkable! He is destined to make his name known for an entire era, a name that will be remembered for all time!"
