Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 495 - 251: The Ancestral Demon Sect - Striving for the Liberation Cause of the Demon Race! (4700 words)_2
"Our race is facing unimaginable disasters and hardships! The evil Bu Ou is trying to turn the entire Demon Realm into his personal plaything!" Xiang Shan spoke passionately, standing atop a high place. His voice was clear and resonant, his presence powerful and captivating, and his body radiated an intense light.
"Xiong Gu, your father was once the foremost general of the Xiong Demon Clan, expanding its territory and achieving unparalleled glory! Yet, in the end, simply because he was gravely injured and could no longer fight, your family was expelled from the clan’s core. Your mother was even humiliated to the point of death! Can you truly accept all of this?"
Xiang Shan’s words suddenly turned sharp as he stared at his good friend.
Xiong Gu’s pupils constricted. That memory was the source of all his pain, something he usually kept deeply hidden, avoided, and refused to think about. But it was the truth, an inescapable reality. His mountain-like body began to tremble, unclear whether from anger or agony, as Demon Flame erupted from his body.
"Kong Yue! You and your sister were born of the same mother. You both should have been princesses of the Great Peacock Demon Kingdom, enjoying glory and riches. But what happened? Your sister, relying on her skill for flattery and with an old ancestor backing her, plotted against you. She drew out the demon marrow from your body to empower herself. Now she stands high above, while you are no different from a demon servant. The only reason you’re still alive is that she wants to watch you suffer in the mire. Are you content with that?" His gaze shifted to a silent young woman in the corner.
The girl trembled, her once-beautiful face twisted into a vicious mask of pain.
"As for the rest of you, I need not say more! We are all wretched souls, struggling to survive in this rotten world!
"But think about it. What have we done wrong? Why should we accept all this injustice?
"We haven’t wronged anyone, so why are we oppressed and bullied like this?
"Just because they have more talent? Just because they have powerful backers? Does that give them the right to decide whether we live or die?
"True Demons, Heavenly Demons... is their greatness simply a matter of birthright?"
Xiang Shan’s voice grew louder, becoming a deafening roar as every word struck a chord in their hearts. He shared the knowledge from the Jade Talisman Nicholas had left him without reservation, exhorting the crowd.
His voice echoed throughout the cavern.
The demons were silent. But this silence was deafening. Everyone clenched their fists, memories of the past flooding their minds. Heartache, indignation, and grief surged within them, transforming into a burning passion that threatened to erupt.
"All of this is caused by the vile Bu Ou!"
"He is leading this world in the wrong direction, deviating from the Demon Ancestor’s vision!
"This world was meant to be a place of magnificent diversity! The strong should have their own paths, and the ordinary demonfolk should have their own ways to live. Every demon’s life can be rich and vibrant; it should not be necessary to exploit others to achieve one’s own success!
"This world should not be like this!"
Xiang Shan’s words were fervent and forceful. Everywhere his gaze landed, the eyes of those present began to sharpen with resolve.
"Nicholas once said that when over ninety percent of a race’s population is suffering, then no matter how strong or prosperous that race appears, it is all false—a castle in the sky!
"The demonfolk are the water, and the Demon Realm is the boat! Water can carry the boat, but it can also capsize it!
"If this continues, they will destroy this world—our home! We must stop this! We must save our Demon Realm and our race! We will overthrow our oppressors and our bullies! We will restore clarity and justice to this world!"
Hearing this, someone couldn’t help but ask, "But can we do it with just us?"
"Of course not!" Xiang Shan replied without hesitation. "This world belongs to all demonfolk. Only when everyone strives together, uniting all forces that can be united, can we shatter the gloom that has shrouded this world for countless years!"
He declared loudly that they were not the only ones oppressed. There were also billions of Foreign Demons, an innumerable, teeming mass. Though their individual strength was meager, when gathered, they became a mighty torrent that could not be ignored.
"Of course, this battle is destined to have casualties—many, many of them! But that’s alright. We do not fear death! After all, to live is to suffer humiliation. If one of us falls, thousands, even millions more will rise to take our place!
"Even if our entire generation is wiped out, the next will follow, and the one after that!
"Our children will have children, and they will have grandchildren!
"Generation after generation, an endless chain!
"One day, this world will become the world we long for!
"As long as our faith is strong enough, a radiant Demon Realm... will surely arrive! The Demon Ancestor will bless us!"
At these words, a brilliant light of hope and passion ignited in the eyes of many. Their spirits soared, and their blood boiled with fervor. The storybooks they had read before had planted seeds in their hearts. Now, those seeds took root, sprouted, and grew to fill their very souls.
"Lunatics! A bunch of pathetic weaklings with nothing to your names! What will you resist with? Your lives? What’s the use of that? Play your little games if you want. I won’t be a part of it!"
Just then, an extremely discordant voice cut through the air. It belonged to a powerful scion of the Pureblood Demon Race. Holding a high status among his kin and satisfied with the status quo, he looked upon Xiang Shan and the others with utter disdain.
He scoffed and, without a backward glance, turned to leave.
