Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 462 - 240: Saintess of Mount Shu: Wang Xiu, Are You Rejecting Me? (7200 words)_3
The Saints had all arrived, each of them with a panicked and utterly anxious expression.
SWISH! SWISH!
A sea of thunder formed in the void, and a portal flung wide as Ji Yan strode out. Following closely, Dugu Qingqian and other Saints from the Sanqing Immortal Sect also arrived. The place was bustling with activity as holy light enveloped Spirit Turtle Peak, as if countless immortals were coming to pay homage.
"My lords... what is the reason for this?" Sect Leader Zhuo Canglang appeared soundlessly in front of Wang Xiu, looking at the newcomers and asking aloud.
"Sect Leader Zhuo, Saint Heir!" The Lingxu Hall Master was the first to step forward. He paid his respects before speaking hastily, "We come here with no ill will. We only wish to ask the Saint Heir about one thing!"
"What is it? Please, senior, speak your mind!" Wang Xiu stepped forward, neither servile nor overbearing, with a slight smile on his face.
"I’ve heard that your sect possesses an extraordinary artifact called the Soul Fighting Machine. May we have the privilege of seeing it?" the Lingxu Hall Master asked, his gaze fixed on Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu was somewhat surprised. He exchanged a glance with Zhuo Canglang, who also looked puzzled; this was clearly not his doing.
"So that’s what this is about. What’s so difficult about that?" Wang Xiu chuckled, took out a Soul Fighting Machine, and passed it over.
He had never intended to limit the Soul Fighting Machine to the Sanqing Immortal Sect. He had long planned to promote it across the entire Cultivation World of the Southern Continent. He just hadn’t found the right opportunity.
Now that the Great Immortal Gates had come knocking on their own, it saved him a great deal of trouble.
The Lingxu Hall Master took the Soul Fighting Machine and began to inspect it carefully. His Divine Sense enveloped it, observing every inch. Then, right in front of everyone, he began to experience it for himself. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Scenes unfolded one after another as the scenarios within the Soul Fighting Machine appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Looking at the images, which were indistinguishable from reality, everyone was shocked.
This particular Soul Fighting Machine was personally crafted by Wang Xiu. It allowed even Emergence Stage powerhouses to use their full arsenal within it, making it all the more precious.
"Incredible! Battling in this Soul Fighting Machine is just like the real thing!"
"All techniques can be utilized, and even death within won’t cause significant harm to one’s true body. This is truly a treasure!"
"If we had such an artifact, the disciples of our sect could all become battle-hardened elites without paying any real price!"
The crowd consisted of powerhouses from various Great Immortal Gates, all with incredibly discerning eyes.
The threat of Demon Sea Island loomed over them like a time bomb ready to explode at any moment. In recent days, it wasn’t just the Sanqing Immortal Sect that had entered a state of full war preparation, sparing no expense to enhance their disciples’ strength; other Immortal Sects had done the same.
But only those who had actually experienced battle knew the truth. A young prodigy who had never witnessed the brutality of war would be fortunate to exert even half of his full power in his first encounter with a real battlefield. Witnessing comrades fall one after another, seeing familiar bodies shattered by the Demon Race—the impact on their Daoist heart would be unimaginable.
Throughout the years, countless exceptionally talented prodigies had perished in seemingly insignificant battles. It was a sad but unavoidable reality. Without withstanding the baptism of blood, a prodigy was just a prodigy. They could never grow into a true powerhouse of their generation.
Now, however, the Soul Fighting Machine could almost perfectly solve this problem. At the very least, it would allow young prodigies to face life-or-death situations without easily panicking. Even maintaining their composure for just a moment longer could save countless lives. Its significance was immense.
The Lingxu Hall Master’s consciousness withdrew from the Soul Fighting Machine, the shock on his face still difficult to contain. Even though he had heard his own Saint Heir describe it, personally experiencing it made him feel the extraordinariness of the Soul Fighting Machine even more acutely.
"A supreme treasure... This object is worthy of being called a supreme treasure of the Human Race!" the Lingxu Hall Master exclaimed from the bottom of his heart. His entire body began to tremble with excitement, perhaps recalling something from the past.
The powerhouses from other Immortal Sects could no longer restrain themselves. They stepped forward to try it, all praising it incessantly, their eyes shining with intense light.
"That’s right, I heard... this Soul Fighting Machine was personally developed by the Saint Heir of Sanqing?" the Lingxu Hall Master suddenly asked.
All eyes fell upon Wang Xiu, awaiting his response.
"Indeed. It came to me in a moment of inspiration, and I managed to create this artifact. I’m flattered by the praise from the seniors!" Wang Xiu replied with a slight smile, admitting it freely.
As he spoke, a chorus of sharp intakes of breath could be heard. The gazes fixed on Wang Xiu were as if they were looking at a monster.
What kind of person is this Saint Heir of Sanqing?
It was one thing to be unmatched in combat, but he was also proficient in Artificer Technique? No, it had to be more than that. Mere Artificer Technique alone could never produce a treasure like the Soul Fighting Machine. Otherwise, every grandmaster Artificer in the world might as well give up.
Crafting the Soul Fighting Machine required more than just expertise in Artificer Technique. One also had to be well-versed in various Daoist Divine Powers and possess a profound understanding of the foundational Daoist Text. Without that, how could the insights into Daoist Magic be rewarded to Cultivators after they cleared the stages?
Furthermore, it required knowledge of various Fierce Beasts. The Fierce Beasts within the Soul Fighting Machine were diverse. Some traced back to primordial times and were rarely found in ancient records. Others existed only in legends, things a person might never see in their entire lifetime. Yet Wang Xiu had vividly recreated all of these within the Soul Fighting Machine.
This was a testament to the extensive erudition and versatility of the Sanqing Saint Heir.
"Sect Leader Zhuo, Saint Heir..." the Saints began, their expressions slightly embarrassed as they made a humble request, "We hope to purchase a batch of Soul Fighting Machines from your sect. We hope you will grant our request!"
The Soul Fighting Machine was too precious, its effects too powerful. Although it wasn’t a Holy Artifact or an Immortal Artifact, its importance was arguably even greater. It had the potential to influence the very foundation of an ancient power.
Such an item was like the Puppetry Art of Xuanji Cave Heaven, the Alchemy Technique of Danyang Cave Heaven...
