Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 452 - 238: The Saint Heir Grand Ceremony Begins! Thousands of Immortals Gather! (6300 words)_1
Several beams of immortal light descended into the Ghost Immortal Secret Realm. Outside the stone door, all the disciples were moved and subconsciously cleared a path.
A white-haired woman led the way. Her beauty was peerless, her legs long and straight. Her body shimmered, and her silver hair cascaded like a waterfall, a soul-captivating sight, as if a Fairy had descended to the mortal realm.
She was quiet and reserved, yet commanded respect without showing anger. She carried an awe-inspiring presence that made hearts palpitate.
The most surprising thing was that Sect Leader Zhuo Canglang, Sonic Sect Head Gong Shangyu, Sword Sect Head Dugu Qingqian, and Thunder Sect Head Ji Yan... were all following behind her.
"Greetings, Sect Leader!"
"Greetings, Sect Heads!"
Many disciples saluted, some with trepidation. Their gazes sized up the white-haired woman, speculating about her identity.
"Senior, Sect Leader... What brings you all here?"
Wang Xiu landed, somewhat surprised and delighted.
WHOOSH!
Unexpectedly, the moment they saw him, the pupils of Snow Ancestor, Dugu Qingqian, and the others constricted. They all took several steps back in unison.
Dugu Qingqian, in particular, looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Her Sword Intent soared to the heavens, becoming so tangible that sword light boiled around her. She raised her arms defensively, her legs trembling.
The pressure of a Saint’s majesty pervaded the air, making it difficult for the disciples present to breathe.
"Ahem..." Zhuo Canglang covered his lips and coughed twice, instantly dispelling the oppressive atmosphere. "We heard you’d come up with something quite remarkable and came to take a look!"
"Just to take a look?" Wang Xiu asked, his gaze strange as he looked them over.
"Of course. Otherwise, with our status, would we really be here to train with a group of juniors like you? Right, Junior Sister Dugu?" Ji Yan stated righteously.
[Ding! Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host! You have gained Mana +1,111!]
"...Yes," Dugu Qingqian said, looking deeply at Wang Xiu with an exceedingly complex gaze.
[Ding! Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host! You have gained Mana +1,444!]
"Oh?" Wang Xiu let out a meaningful sound, then turned to Snow Ancestor with a smile. "Senior, you’ve only just recovered, yet you’re in the mood for a visit? My Spirit Turtle Peak is truly honored."
Snow Ancestor replied expressionlessly, "The thing you’ve created is rather special. I was worried they wouldn’t understand it."
[Ding! Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host! You have gained Mana +6,666!]
Hearing this, Zhuo Canglang and the others all wore strange expressions, scoffing internally. Isn’t it because you, venerable elder, got absolutely thrashed by Wang Xiu in the Soul Fighting Machine and felt so indignant that you had to drag us all along with you? If the other Immortal Sects were to find out that an Earth Immortal Ancestor of the Sanqing Immortal Sect teamed up with several Saints to deal with the sect’s Saint Heir, we’d become a laughingstock!
Of course, they only dared to think these things, not say them aloud.
"So that’s how it is! You are wise and experienced, Senior. With you and the other elders personally supervising, I’m certain my Soul Fighting Machine can be improved even further! Please, come in..." Wang Xiu’s smile was radiant as he ushered the group through the stone door.
After passing through the stone door and imprinting the seal, the group entered a private space.
"Quick, take out the Soul Fighting Machine!" Snow Ancestor urged.
Without a word, Dugu Qingqian complied.
Zhuo Canglang sighed softly.
Ji Yan hesitated for a moment but activated his Soul Fighting Machine anyway.
Only Gong Shangyu wore a bitter smile. "Is this really appropriate? For all of us to team up against a junior... it’s beneath our dignity!"
Snow Ancestor said nothing, merely giving him a cold glance.
Gong Shangyu shuddered and obediently took out his Soul Fighting Machine.
"Go, go, go!"
"Split up!"
"I’ll attack him head-on! Little Zhuo, coordinate with me! Little Ji, use your thunder to interfere!" Snow Ancestor commanded, brimming with vigor as she directed the battle.
This time, they had to take down that rascal Wang Xiu!
"I’ll attack his lower three paths," Dugu Qingqian stated expressionlessly.
Gong Shangyu said nothing, taking out an erhu and immersing himself in the Way of Music. The sound waves he emitted were filled with murderous intent, forming invisible, lethal blades.
The Saints joined forces, led by a mighty Earth Immortal. Although their strength was suppressed to the Nascent Soul Realm, their combined might was still astonishing and enough to make one’s heart tremble.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
After a series of rapid booms, several figures were sent flying backward in succession. They were an utterly wretched sight.
Snow Ancestor struggled to get up, but the virtual "Wang Xiu" suddenly appeared beside her. Standing with his hands behind his back, he planted a foot on her pert buttocks, pinning her to the ground.
"Your strength is lacking. Please improve before you challenge me again," the virtual Wang Xiu’s voice said, gentle and distant, like the salty sea breeze on the coast.
Yet, his words made everyone’s faces burn with embarrassment.
The next moment, the scene faded to black. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
[Challenge Failed!]
[Time Survived: 10 Breaths]
The good news was that lasting ten breaths was a much better result than any of them had achieved alone. The bad news was that even by teaming up, they had only lasted ten breaths against Wang Xiu. It was simply outrageous.
"Damn it, why is that kid so strong?"
"Ahem... Grand Ancestor, it’s a good thing that the Saint Heir is so powerful," Zhuo Canglang commented, his expression strange.
"Hmph..." Snow Ancestor was taken aback. He had a point, but just because she understood the logic didn’t mean she could accept being thrashed so easily.
"Again! Let’s go again!" she declared. "We’ll change tactics. I’ll still attack from the front. Little Zhuo, you take the flank. Little Ji, you handle the sneak attacks! We will win this time!"
[Ding! Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host! You have gained Mana +6,666!]
"I’ll attack his lower three paths," Dugu Qingqian repeated through gritted teeth.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
As expected, they were repelled once again with a similar result.
The virtual "Wang Xiu" stepped on Dugu Qingqian’s chest. Looking down at her, he shook his head and said, "Your skills are mediocre. Please improve your strength before you challenge me again."
