Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 507 - 254: The Foreign Demon Dares to Kill a Pureblood? A Change is Coming! (6800 words)_2
"Are all of these people here for the Ninth Young Master?"
"So many Foreign Demons... you could form an army with them!"
"The Ninth Young Master’s reputation is truly something else!"
"An army? Far from it. The strength of Foreign Demons is too weak; they can only serve as cannon fodder. To have any real combat power, they need a true expert to take command!" someone scoffed dismissively.
BOOM!
Just then, a colossal azure bird tore through the sky. Its wings unfurled, eclipsing the sun, its body wreathed in a swirling Demonic Qi as vast as an ocean.
Its aura was terrifyingly formidable. Although not of pure blood, it exerted a pressure that made many of the Pure-blooded Creatures furrow their brows and retreat behind their old servants.
"That’s Qingyun, third on the Foreign Demon Rankings! Even though he’s not a Pure-blood, he’s not far off. His might is fearsome!"
"He actually came? Is he here for Xiang Shan?"
"I’ve heard his story. It’s not so hard to understand why he’d be here."
The crowd exclaimed, recognizing the great bird’s identity.
The gulf between Pure-bloods and Foreign Demons was immense. Their bloodlines, potential, and the upper limits of their strength were worlds apart.
But there were always exceptions.
This world was never short on those who refused to accept their fate. Many Foreign Demons, unwilling to resign themselves, would stop at nothing in their stubborn pursuit of greater strength. Among them, a few with profound fortune would encounter great opportunities or rely on unimaginable willpower to defy the heavens and change their destiny.
This led to the rise of powerful experts among the Foreign Demons, figures that even many mighty Pure-blooded Creatures could only aspire to become. Even the strongest among the Pure-bloods had to treat them with caution, daring not to let down their guard.
This Qingyun came from a Pureblood Family, but his bloodline didn’t meet their standards. He was deemed a Foreign Demon, a disgrace to the Ancient Clan, and was expelled from his tribe. He had suffered unimaginable hardships and humiliation.
Legend had it that, through a chance accident, he obtained the corpse of an ancient Demon Bird. He refined its essence and purified his own blood, significantly elevating the grade of his bloodline. Although he was not an original Pure-blood, his combat power was not the least bit inferior. In fact, it was even stronger than that of an average Pure-blood.
Normally, even if a Foreign Demon gave their all to increase their strength, they would struggle to be a match for a Pure-blooded Creature of the same realm.
But he was an exception. His most glorious feat was tearing apart three Pure-blooded prodigies of the same realm in a one-on-three battle. Though he was hunted for countless years, this very achievement forged his fearsome reputation, making many young Pure-blooded prodigies afraid to provoke him.
His arrival instantly made the atmosphere tense.
Soon, Xiang Shan received the news and appeared on the city wall. Looking down at the teeming flood of Foreign Demons below, he too was stunned at first sight.
"Are you Xiang Shan?"
Qingyun flew to the city wall and transformed into a man in black robes, his icy gaze sweeping over them.
Everyone on the city wall went on high alert.
Only Xiang Shan nodded calmly. "I am."
Qingyun said, "Do you truly believe that Foreign Demons and Pure-bloods are equal?"
Xiang Shan nodded. "Of course."
"Answer one question for me," Qingyun stated. "If your answer satisfies me, I will follow your commands from now on."
His words caused an uproar.
Qingyun’s strength was well-known. Ancient and powerful clans had offered a great price to recruit him, even offering to deploy their forces to annihilate his birth family, but he had outright ignored them all. Now, he was offering to pledge allegiance to this young Xiang Shan?
Envy flashed in the eyes of many, especially the other young Pure-bloods present.
Behind Xiang Shan, however, the followers of the Ancestral Demon Sect who had accompanied him were overjoyed. The biggest problem for the Ancestral Demon Sect right now was the lack of powerful experts to take command. If Qingyun joined them, it would be a fantastic surprise and a great start.
Xiang Shan, however, remained placid. "I don’t need anyone’s allegiance. But if it’s just a question, I can try to answer it."
Qingyun asked, "If I were to kill a core disciple of a Pureblood Family, would I be guilty?"
"What kind of question is that?" one of the young Pure-bloods in the distance grumbled in dissatisfaction.
Even a Pure-blood who normally looked down on Foreign Demons, when faced with Qingyun’s question, would surely give an answer that acquitted him. They would naturally say whatever he wanted to hear in order to recruit such a powerhouse. Considering Xiang Shan had been championing the equality of all demons and forcibly raising the status of Foreign Demons, this question seemed like a softball.
Xiang Shan ignored everyone’s reactions and asked, "What was the reason?"
Qingyun replied, "He glared at me."
Xiang Shan asked, "That’s it?"
"That’s it," Qingyun affirmed.
Xiang Shan declared, "Then you are guilty. You must pay with your life."
His words sent another shockwave through the crowd.
"Is Xiang Shan a fool? Why would he answer like that?"
"Qingyun is clearly on the side of the Foreign Demons. How could he possibly be pleased by such an answer?"
"Heh, he talks a big game about equality, but when it really matters, he can’t keep up the act, can he?"
To be sure, all Pure-bloods believed that Foreign Demons were lowly. No matter the reason—even if their entire clan was massacred and they were mercilessly humiliated by a Pureblood Family—daring to resist was a grave crime.
But standing before Qingyun, almost no one would have answered that way.
Qingyun’s expression changed slightly, his gaze on Xiang Shan turning cold. "Is that your answer?"
"It is," Xiang Shan replied.
"I can give you one more chance. Think carefully before you speak," Qingyun warned, his body beginning to glow with a faint Demonic Light. The surrounding wind grew sharp, like invisible blades tearing at the void. His hand trembled slightly, as if he might strike at any moment.
"Pope!"
"Young Master!"
Many of the Foreign Demons grew tense, closing in from all sides to shield Xiang Shan. A tide of demonic power converged, completely encircling Qingyun.
