Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 435 - 233: The Birth of the Soul Fighting Machine! The Greatly Afflicted Elder Jiang Yourong! (6500 Words)_1
The God and Demon Murals had existed for ages, containing a special divinity.
Back when Wang Xiu pondered the God and Demon Murals, he could feel a vast and rich spiritual world within. It was like a projection left behind by the Ancient Gods, recording an indescribable, ancient era.
He had seen Ancient Gods fall and Divine Beasts from legend prostrate before him, wailing and pleading for their lives. He had witnessed the struggles of countless beings on the brink of death, and he had also seen them reborn time and again.
To put it plainly, they were a collection of small worlds that only a spirit could enter.
Of course, the primary reason for these miraculous effects was the ancient Daoist Texts. However, the special material of the stone itself was also indispensable.
Now, all of those Daoist Texts were in Wang Xiu’s hands, as he had emptied all the God and Demon Murals.
Suddenly, an idea struck him: to replicate the divine power once housed in the God and Demon Murals. His idea was to create a spiritual world where one could freely temper their Daoist Magic and comprehend the terror that lies between life and death.
Wang Xiu’s understanding of the Daoist Texts still couldn’t compare to that of the Ancient Gods who left the God and Demon Murals behind. Creating such a realistic world would be very difficult.
But he also had his own advantage: every Daoist Text from all the God and Demon Murals was in his possession. By combining and fusing them, perhaps he could produce all sorts of indescribably miraculous effects.
Acting on the thought, Wang Xiu formed seals with his hands. The golden Heavenly Book rose above his head, and one hundred and eight Daoist Texts began to emit a hazy radiance. A dazzling aura enveloped him, shrouded in thousands of auspicious streams of light, looking utterly divine. The Daoist Texts pulsed with multicolored light, giving rise to thunderous phenomena. At times, it was a surging mountain flood; at others, a fierce inferno blazed across the sky. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, vegetation flourished, and hurricanes raged... It was as if countless worlds were being born and extinguished behind Wang Xiu, all finally converging to form a single grand talisman.
The stone in front of him slowly began to float. As if sensing the energy of the Daoist Texts, the dull rock began to glow, revealing ancient-looking patterns on its surface. He tried to embed the grand talisman into it, but he repeatedly failed.
My comprehension of the Daoist Texts is still lacking, and my methods are inferior to those of the Ancient Gods of the past. Just using this stone... it probably won’t work!
Wang Xiu quickly reached this conclusion. He took out various ores and Divine Metals from his Space Ring, conjured a forge from thin air, and began smelting. The Primordial God Refining Technique activated. An apparition of an ancient, bare-chested god appeared, raising its forging hammer high before striking down fiercely. The clanging sounds that followed were not jarring; instead, they formed a continuous melody with a special rhythm that could even lead one to enlightenment.
Hiss... The energy in this grand talisman is too abundant. Ordinary Cultivators have fragile Divine Souls. If they enter, they’ll probably be obliterated before they can even begin training. I need to lessen the difficulty! No, I have to lower it even further... Not all the Daoist Text concepts are needed. For an ordinary prodigy, two or three types should be enough... The energy in the runes is fine now, but this crystal chip still needs more polishing!
「Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.」
Wang Xiu had remained in his room the entire time, not stepping out even once, continuously refining that piece of stone. By now, the stone had absorbed numerous ores and runes. It was no longer a dull gray but had become crystal clear and as thin as a cicada’s wing, emitting a faint light that made it look quite extraordinary.
The chip is ready. Next is the body!
Wang Xiu thought for a moment, then pulled out a Communication Token. Without another word, he melted it down, dismantled it, and began his modifications. For Wang Xiu, who possessed the "Grand Cycle Divine Controlling Classic" at the perfection level, this kind of work was incredibly simple.
「One day later」
A brand-new handheld device appeared before Wang Xiu. It was rectangular, and its back was engraved with profound runes that faintly outlined the shape of a dragon, giving it a very cool look. The front was as smooth as a mirror and shimmered with a precious light. He injected a sliver of Mana, and it instantly lit up with a brilliant, dazzling radiance, like stars falling into the ocean. It was even thinner than the original Communication Token and felt excellent in his hand.
Time to try it out...
Wang Xiu rubbed his hands together in anticipation. The space between his eyebrows glowed as he condensed a strand of his Divine Soul and sent it surging into the device.
HUM!
In that instant, a flash of light blinded him, and the world before his eyes transformed. He was surrounded by a dense mist, from which he could faintly hear the sound of flowing water and chilling noises emanating from the depths.
Wang Xiu walked straight ahead and quickly passed through the mist. A huge Suan Ni appeared before him, so colossal that it blotted out the sky. It roared toward the heavens, shaking the very mountains in a terrifying display of power.
"Looks pretty good," Wang Xiu mumbled, somewhat satisfied.
"ROAR—"
Seeing Wang Xiu, a fierce light exploded from the Suan Ni’s eyes. It charged straight at him as a torrent of lightning surged from its body, descending from the sky and turning the surrounding space into a prison of thunder.
Wang Xiu vanished in a flash, reappearing above the Suan Ni’s head to deliver a palm strike. In that moment, runes filled the sky and engulfed the Suan Ni. Its enormous body burst apart on the spot, vanishing without a trace.
Wang Xiu was speechless. "..."
When creating it, Wang Xiu had considered the actual condition of most Cultivators, so he had controlled the Daoist Text energy that constructed this internal spiritual world with extreme precision. It couldn’t be too weak, or it wouldn’t serve its purpose of tempering them. Yet it couldn’t be too strong—so strong as to be completely unbeatable—as that would be just as useless.
The result was that the monsters inside were completely powerless against him.
Fortunately, however, this thing... Wang Xiu hadn’t made it to train himself! He didn’t need it.
Besides, if he could create a treasure that was useful for tempering his *own* combat strength, wouldn’t that be like creating a perpetual motion machine?
