Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 441 - 234: Assembly Line Production! The Soul Fighting Machine Debuts! (5300 words)_3
Therefore, the ones they had created could, at most, affect Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
And the effects were average. Of course, this "average" was relative; the efficiency was still astonishing, not falling short of the results gained from seeking out powerful opponents for self-tempering. Wang Xiu was already very satisfied with such an outcome.
After all, the core of the Soul Fighting Machine was its chip. The engraved Daoist Text and the profound mysteries of the runes within were the most critical components of the virtual world. The Manipulation Sect only possessed the Daoist Text he had imprinted, so the effects were bound to be inferior.
"The first batch of Soul Fighting Machines can go on sale now!" Wang Xiu announced.
"So soon?" Mo Wuwei was somewhat surprised.
"The sooner, the better!" Wang Xiu had never forgotten that his primary reason for creating the Soul Fighting Machine was to rapidly increase everyone’s strength and the Immortal Sect’s foundation to face the impending great war. A few years might seem long, but they pass in the blink of an eye. He couldn’t afford to delay.
"I understand!"
「Spirit Turtle Peak.」
At the entrance to the Secret Realm, the area was now extraordinarily lively. Not only were there various taverns and buildings, but a market square had even sprung up. It had clearly become one of the most bustling places in the entire Sanqing Immortal Sect, one that even the once-thriving Task Hall could no longer compare to.
DANG!
A gong resounded, attracting the attention of countless disciples nearby.
"Come and see! Come and see! The strongest Miniature Puppet in history, personally developed by the Saint Heir—the Soul Fighting Machine is officially on sale today!"
A disciple from the Manipulation Sect stood on a high platform, holding the latest model of the Soul Fighting Machine and giving a detailed introduction.
"A Soul Fighting Machine? What’s that?"
"A puppet? What new trick is the Manipulation Sect pulling now? The cheap ones are useless, and the useful ones are ridiculously expensive. Only a fool would go look!"
"But he said it was personally developed by the Saint Heir..."
"Then we have to go see it!"
With a great rush, the crowd surged forward, instantly swarming the area.
Only a few days remained until the Saint Heir’s accession ceremony. For days, everyone in the Sanqing Immortal Sect, from top to bottom, had been busy with preparations. Wang Xiu’s name was already known by all. His deeds, spontaneously spread by the True Disciples of the various sects, were now household knowledge.
Some tales had even been exaggerated to the point of claiming that the Saint Heir had once slain a Saint of the Demon Race with a single sword strike! Although it was a bit far-fetched, these young disciples ate this sort of thing up. Countless prodigies were incredibly curious about this reclusive "soon-to-be Saint Heir," and they held a deep, fervent admiration and respect for him.
Now, hearing that this so-called Soul Fighting Machine was connected to Wang Xiu, even those with no interest in puppets couldn’t help but stop and take a look.
"...Fellow brothers and sisters, are you still frustrated by the lack of suitable sparring partners? Are you still lamenting your slow progress in Daoist Magic, finding it difficult to achieve substantial improvement? If so, then come and try this Soul Fighting Machine! It will let you experience immersive combat, feel the thrill of your blood pumping, and allow you to fight to your heart’s content without having to worry about overdoing it and losing your life!" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
On the high platform, the disciple from the Manipulation Sect spoke with fiery passion, his enthusiasm overflowing.
"What? Is there really such a thing?"
"It can temper your Daoist Divine Powers and improve your combat skills, all without any danger?"
"Is that for real?"
The crowd was astonished, listening in a daze. These claims flew in the face of common sense, making them almost impossible to believe.
Fortunately, the disciples of the Manipulation Sect had prepared a trial session. A few young disciples stepped forward, each holding a Soul Fighting Machine. They turned the devices over and over in their hands but couldn’t see anything magical about them. Could a little gadget like this truly have such powerful effects?
However, when they followed the Manipulation Sect disciple’s instructions and injected a sliver of soul power into it, the scene that appeared before their eyes instantly dispelled all their doubts.
"Holy shit!"
"I saw an ancient giant lizard! It blotted out the sky! So terrifying!"
"It’s so real, it’s like I’m actually there! There’s an entire little world inside this thing!"
The group cried out in alarm, their faces flushing and paling in turns, utterly overwhelmed by shock.
"I beat it! I beat it!"
"Damn it, there’s another one right after that one!"
"This is amazing! I haven’t had such an exhilarating fight in so long! In this world, I can actually use all of my abilities..."
"Whoa, I defeated a saber-toothed beast and was rewarded with an opportunity for Sword Dao enlightenment..." a disciple exclaimed, his eyes wide. A thick Sword Intent enveloped him as sword light swirled around his body. He had clearly achieved a breakthrough in his Sword Dao.
Exclamations rose and fell one after another, causing the surrounding crowd to stare. Could it really be that miraculous? Not only could you fight inside it, but you could even be rewarded with something as profound and esoteric as enlightenment?
Little did they know that the Daoist Text markings inside the Soul Fighting Machine already contained the true essence of various Great Daos. Those with high aptitude could gain comprehension just by contemplating them. Wang Xiu, through the Soul Fighting Machine, had given disciples with ordinary qualifications this same opportunity. The so-called rewards were never created from nothing.
"How much for this treasure?" a disciple asked as he emerged from his battle. He stared at the Manipulation Sect disciple, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of intense desire and worry.
Even a fool could guess that such a treasure must be incredibly precious. The vast majority of people here probably couldn’t even afford a fraction of the cost.
However, in the next moment, something shocking happened.
"Five hundred Spirit Stones!" the Manipulation Sect disciple announced with a smile.
"What?"
The crowd was stunned. Such a treasure was selling for only five hundred Spirit Stones? How was that any different from giving it away for free?
"The Saint Heir said that his original intention in creating this item was to allow all our brothers and sisters to better comprehend the Dao and grow stronger," the Manipulation Sect disciple declared proudly, his chin held high. "We are all disciples of Sanqing, and we prosper or decline as one!"
In truth, when he had first heard the price, his reaction had been no different from the crowd’s.
"The Saint Heir... such magnanimity!"
"Buy! Buy! Buy! Give me one!"
"I want one too!"
"I was here first! Get in line!"
The scene quickly ignited. Those who had experienced the wonders of the Soul Fighting Machine were more frantic than anyone. Everyone in the Nanzhou cultivation world knew that no one was more frugal than the disciples of the Sanqing Gate. Every last one of them would try to split a single Spirit Stone ten ways if they could. But now, only one thought dominated their minds.
No matter what... they had to own a Soul Fighting Machine!
As expected of something developed by the Saint Heir. It was truly extraordinary!
「Sword Sect.」
"Fight, fight, fight, fight..." Li Zuoyue mumbled, cradling a Soul Fighting Machine. His eyes gleamed as his battle spirit surged. "Hahaha, I won again! This feels great!"
This Soul Fighting Machine was a gift from Wang Xiu. It wasn’t just for him; Xiang Tiange, Qin Guangling, and the other disciples on good terms with Wang Xiu had all received one.
"What are you doing?"
Just then, Dugu Qingqian appeared silently. She looked at Li Zuoyue and asked in a cool voice, "Slacking off in broad daylight instead of practicing your sword?"
