Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 396 - 221 Ji Yan: Your Loving Relationship Doesn’t Include Me? (8200 words)_5

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Chapter 396: Chapter 221 Ji Yan: Your Loving Relationship Doesn’t Include Me? (8200 words)_5

"The whole of Nanzhou owes Wang Xiu a debt of gratitude. Without him, the chaos would have been indescribable. Had the Demon Race flooded in, Nanzhou would have been plunged into utter devastation—a fate ten thousand times worse than our current reality!"

"To have achieved so much at such a young age... you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone in the ancient records who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him!"

Some sighed. In Vermilion Bird City, booksellers had even begun writing biographies for Wang Xiu, chronicling his legend. Countless young people swarmed to buy them, and demand quickly outstripped supply.

Young prodigies are often arrogant. It is rare for an extremely young talent to earn the genuine admiration of all their peers.

Wang Xiu had done it.

In all of Nanzhou, there wasn’t a single person audacious enough to stand up and speak ill of Wang Xiu. After all, even the former top rankers of the Golden Core Ranking—the Second Place, the Third Place, and countless other once-famous prodigies—had publicly expressed their admiration for Wang Xiu.

Moreover, when the many geniuses spoke of him, their tone was filled less with envy and more with respect and awe. It was as if they were discussing a remarkable contemporary they knew, not some high and mighty god completely detached from the mortal realm!

This was rare.

Consequently, more and more of Wang Xiu’s deeds were unearthed and spread far and wide.

"Within Vermilion Bird City, Wang Xiu became a legend in a single battle! He slaughtered an untold number of the Demon Race, striking terror deep into their hearts!"

"At that time, there were many Great Demons in the city whose power was comparable to Soul Travel Great Abilities, yet he slew them all by himself!" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Someone saw it with their own eyes! He summoned the Heavenly Dao’s divine thunder, bringing down a Heavenly Tribulation and effortlessly annihilating the horde of demons with crushing ease!"

"That must be the Heavenly Calamity Curse, right? An unparalleled Divine Skill of the Sanqing lineage within the Thunder Sect, one that shook the world thousands of years ago. It’s said that a Great Ability master from the Thunder Sect once used it to slay a Heavenly Demon!"

"I heard no one has mastered this curse for a thousand years. I can’t believe it’s reappeared in Wang Xiu of all people. Isn’t he a successor of the Divination Sect?"

"He holds too many secrets. He must have had an incredible stroke of fortune..."

"..."

The outside world could not remain calm. This storm had shaken the entirety of Nanzhou, and even many days later, people were still discussing it with fervor.

Wang Xiu’s name was unparalleled, known in every household.

Inside Vermilion Bird City, an artisan even crafted a bronze statue of Wang Xiu, placing it in his home for daily worship. It was said his family had nearly perished in the disaster. A demon had opened its blood-drenched maw to devour his wife and children, but at the critical moment, that demon was slain by Wang Xiu. In their gratitude, they declared their intent to pass down the bronze statue of Wang Xiu for generations so their descendants could always pay their respects.

When the story spread, countless others rushed to follow suit. After all, the number of people saved by Wang Xiu that day was simply too great.

...

「Meanwhile.」

On Demon Sea Island, within the seal.

Billowing Demonic Qi shrouded the entire world. Dense clouds blotted out the sky, and it seemed not a single sliver of light could penetrate this place. This was a small world, completely at odds with the environment of the Divine Province.

At the center of this world, on an ancient and vast altar, a human-shaped figure sat cross-legged.

There was not a single demonic feature on his body. No bone spurs, no Demon Patterns. He looked like a normal man, and a handsome one at that, with long hair that stirred in the wind. He was like a stone statue, having held the same posture since time immemorial, never once stirring.

HUMMM!

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes. A boundless Demonic Light instantly burst forth, shaking the entire world as the omnipresent Demonic Qi whirled wildly. The dead silence of the small world instantly roared to life.

A tide of demons surged, overwhelming the land. They came from all directions to prostrate themselves in worship.

His body was no larger than an ordinary person’s, yet he emanated an aura of immeasurable vastness, like a towering mountain. Even giant Ancient Demons knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably before him.

"Investigate: Human Race, Sanqing, Wang Xiu!" his voice rasped, as if echoing up from the depths of hell, every syllable chilling to the bone.

After speaking those few words, he closed his eyes once more.

"We obey!" the horde of demons kowtowed, their sheer numbers like a tide that submerged the world.

...

「In the following days.」

Wang Xiu didn’t see Ji Jinglei, nor did he see a single disciple from the Ji Family. He had heard, however, that they had apparently suffered some kind of severe punishment, leaving them unable to even get out of bed for several days. Ji Jinglei, in particular, was seen limping and was likely crippled.

Wang Xiu shivered. The Thunder Sect is terrifyingly complicated. Spirit Turtle Peak is much better. Interpersonal relationships are simple and straightforward. None of this complex drama.

「One day, he went to the back mountain.」

"Master, did you see the message in the group? Are you going to my inauguration ceremony to officially become the Saint Heir?" Wang Xiu asked.

Luo Binglan’s coffin was still there, unburied. This was the main reason why. Wang Xiu was worried that if he buried it now, he’d just have to dig it up again in a few days, which felt like a bad omen.

"What inauguration? What Saint Heir? What group?" a triple query came from inside the coffin.

"Uh..." Wang Xiu was speechless, unsure where to begin. "It’s the... the Sect Leaders’ group. All thirty-six Sect Leaders are in it. You haven’t looked?" Wang Xiu quirked an eyebrow.

"Wasn’t that group disbanded a long time ago?" Luo Binglan asked.

Wang Xiu: "!!!"

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