Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 408 - 225: Wang Xiu: I Know Wang Xiu’s Movements, Exchange Your Treasures for It! (8100 words)_2
Of course, not all information was worth such a handsome reward.
During the incident in Vermilion Bird City, the traces of Wang Xiu’s involvement were extremely faint. However, to those with discerning eyes, it left endless room for speculation and was extraordinarily significant.
On careful review, Wang Xiu had not acted publicly many times, with both instances occurring in Vermilion Bird City. The first time was to prevent the disaster caused by the duel between Ji Zidian and Zhang Yuge. The other time, he led a group of prodigies to eradicate demons.
In the second instance, he revealed more of his techniques, using various Supreme inheritances. The fortunate part was that many of his methods were quite ancient. Even when he used them in front of everyone, most people couldn’t recognize them. They only knew he was strong, but not *how* strong. This was especially true for those who received their information secondhand; their intelligence was bound to be vague and of little value.
The only skill he might have exposed was his proficiency with the Heavenly Calamity Curse. After all, that particular technique was rather famous in Nanzhou.
Furthermore, even the many prodigies who had gone through life and death with Wang Xiu in the Holy Realm, such as Li Xuanqi and Zhang Yuge, couldn’t articulate the full extent of his abilities.
Therefore, trying to gauge the depths of Wang Xiu’s power through such means was pure fantasy. Wang Xiu wasn’t flustered in the slightest.
However, the fact that someone was paying a fortune for information on him was a particularly bad sign.
"Have you found out who was behind this?"
"We did, but they’re dead," Xiao Qingyu said, shaking her head. "Someone silenced them. By the time our people arrived, they only found a corpse. All traces had been wiped clean. What is certain is that this is inextricably linked to the Demonic Path, or rather, the Demon Race..."
"So cautious? Are they that afraid of being exposed?" Wang Xiu mused aloud.
"The entirety of Nanzhou is currently in a state of war readiness," Xiao Qingyu said softly, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. "The defenses in all the major cities are on high alert, with security screenings several times stricter than before. The Demon Cultivators have even less room to operate now, so it’s normal for them to be afraid of exposure.
"Junior Brother, you made such a huge splash while you were away. You rescued the Holy Ancestors of the Great Immortal Gates, directly shattering the Demon Race’s dream of resurfacing. There are even rumors that you’re the reincarnation of a Great Emperor of the Human Race, sent to save humanity from its suffering. The Demon Race sees you as a thorn in their side. To kill you, I imagine they would be willing to pay any price!"
Xiao Qingyu’s lips curved into a smile, her stunningly beautiful face lighting up as she chuckled.
Willing to pay any price? Wang Xiu stroked his chin, his eyes darting about as an idea began to form.
"Besides that, there’s one other strange matter," Xiao Qingyu said.
"What is it?"
"Ever since the seal on Demon Sea Island was disturbed, the major Immortal Sects have made heavy deployments to prevent the escaped demons from causing chaos," Xiao Qingyu explained.
Although all the main cities have activated their grand formations and are heavily fortified, refusing to let even a single Shadow Fiend slip through, the common villages and towns haven’t been so lucky. Disasters break out there frequently.
The Demon Race attacks human settlements, devouring their Essence Blood and committing widespread slaughter. They come and go like the wind, giving the disciples of the various Immortal Sects a major headache.
However, based on information from survivors, the major Immortal Sects discovered that another force was secretly resisting these demons. It couldn’t quite be called resistance, though. That force only intervened to stop the demons when they were slaughtering helpless mortals. They wouldn’t get involved when the Cultivator sects were attacked. This modus operandi was very strange.
After nearly a month of investigation, the Immortal Alliance finally obtained some concrete intelligence. The ones taking action were from the Asura Sect!
"The Asura Sect? They’re one of the top powers of the Demonic Path. Why would they oppose the Demon Race?" Wang Xiu asked in surprise.
The number of demons that escaped from Demon Sea Island was not insignificant, and their strength was substantial. However, they still fell short of being able to contend with the entire Righteous Path of the Human Race. To avoid being systematically eradicated by the various Immortal Sects, most of them chose to cooperate with the Demon Cultivators of Nanzhou, becoming another faction lurking in the shadows. Each side got what it needed from the other.
The Asura Sect is one of the leading powers within the Demonic Path. Its members are infamous for their immense combat strength, volatile tempers, and their tendency to erupt into murderous violence over the slightest disagreement. It was said that even a stray dog that glanced at them sideways would be sliced into eight pieces. They certainly didn’t seem like the type to save people. This was all too peculiar.
"In the year or so that you’ve been away, the Demonic Path has undergone a great upheaval," Xiao Qingyu explained in response to his question. "The Asura Sect changed its ways and suddenly began attacking other demonic sects, slaughtering and annexing them.
"Our people have discovered that a Saintess has emerged in the Asura Sect. Her methods are ruthless and decisive, yet extremely bizarre. She strikes hard against the major demonic sects, slaughtering any who refuse to submit. She’s no kinder to any Human Race Cultivators she encounters, either.
"But strangely, she never initiates attacks on human towns or villages. If mortals accidentally wander into their territory, they won’t be harmed. That Little Witch even orders her Demon Cultivators to escort lost people home!"
Hearing this, it all clicked for Wang Xiu.
An image surfaced in his mind: a girl of about twelve or thirteen, with small horns on her head and a tail. Despite her loli-like appearance, she was surprisingly... well-developed.
The Little Witch was named Ye Miedie. She was a true descendant of the Heavenly Demons, possessed the Destruction Heaven Demon bloodline, and was known as the Saintess of the Asura Sect. In reality, her status within the sect was supreme and unrivaled.
On a certain, unmentionable night, Wang Xiu had transformed into the Formless Demon and engaged in a wonderfully profound exchange with that Little Witch. In the end, both of them had been very satisfied.
But now, after more than a year with no news of her, Wang Xiu had almost forgotten about the incident.
