Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 566 - 270 Shameless Yi Clan! Breaking Out of the Coffin! (10,000-word Mega - )_2

As if to confirm the old man's words, powerful auras suddenly surged from every direction in the sky. The void tore open again and again, and figures stepped out from the rifts. Each one possessed an astonishing presence; they were the powerhouses from the major forces. Having sensed the aura of the Talisman from the Nine Heavens, they had come at the earliest opportunity to investigate.

***

Zhuo Canglang was the first to step forward. He glanced at the old man, his brow slightly furrowed.

Saint Manifestation Realm. It isn't a high realm, but it certainly isn't low. For such a person to willingly act as a servant... the one inside this phoenix carriage must hold an incredibly noble status. Even in the Nine Heavens, their position would be extraordinary. Their intentions are unclear, so I can't afford to be careless.

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. He then put on a polite smile and said, "This humble Daoist is Zhuo Canglang, the current Sect Master of the Sanqing Immortal Sect. May I ask who you two are?"

There was no sound from inside the phoenix carriage.

The aloof old man beside the carriage said indifferently, "From Yaoguang of the Upper Realm. The Yu Clan, of the Ji surname!"

As these words were spoken, the expressions of the many powerhouses present changed. A few Earth Immortals who had once been to the Nine Heavens even felt their pupils constrict, their faces filled with shock.

"The Ji surname? Could they be from the Di Clan's Ji Family?"

"That is a truly colossal power! One that produced an Ancient Emperor in the distant past!"

"The Di Clan is vast. Under the Ji surname are twenty-four clans, each one powerful beyond compare, like stars guarding the ancestral lineage!"

"And this Yu Clan, especially, has reached a pinnacle of prosperity in recent years, producing generations of outstanding talents. It's rumored they even produced a Saint Heir of an immortal Holy Land!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, their shock indescribable.

A descendant from such a colossal power had come down to the Cangyuan Realm? This was simply unimaginable!

The old man remained composed. Though he was half-bowed, he emanated an immense sense of pride. He kept his eyes closed and remained silent, yet he seemed to be looking down on everyone around him, ignoring the gasps of shock that continued to echo from the crowd.

***

Zhuo Canglang was the first to step forward again, opening the protective barrier. He smiled and said, "The arrival of envoys from the Upper Realm brings great honor to our Sanqing Immortal Sect. Please, come into the mountain, have some simple tea, and we can chat at your leisure!"

The other powerhouses from the various Immortal Sects also chimed in with agreement. They wanted to first understand the visitors' intentions.

Hearing this, the young voice from within the phoenix carriage spoke again. "There's no need for tea. I have come to the Lower Realm on urgent business, and I hope you will all lend me your aid."

Zhuo Canglang said, "Please speak plainly, Young Master."

The Young Master said, "I need you to gather all the promising talents under thirty years of age from your respective Sects. I need their help with something."

Zhuo Canglang asked, "What is it?"

"You will know when the time comes," the Young Master replied.

At these words, everyone frowned. He said he was asking for help, yet he refused to reveal anything. Right from the start, he demanded *all* the top young prodigies under the age of thirty from every Sect. If something were to go wrong, wouldn't their Sects face a generational collapse?

The area fell into a brief silence.

The person inside the phoenix carriage seemed to understand their hesitation. A sudden gust of wind stirred the beaded curtain, and a dazzling cluster of lights flew out from within. The lights swirled through the void like a river of stars, emanating an incredibly mysterious and powerful aura. They were grains of sand, each one crystalline and brilliant, like a tiny star.

"Star Sand!" a powerhouse exclaimed, his face changing color.

This was an exceptional material for Artifact Refining. Adding just a pinch could greatly enhance the strength and grade of a Magical Treasure, and it was even effective on Immortal Artifacts. Such an item was almost never seen in the Cangyuan Realm; it might only appear once in a thousand years. The amount the person in the phoenix carriage had produced so casually was of inestimable value.

As expected of someone from a prominent family in the Nine Heavens, their lavishness was astonishing.

The Young Master said, "This is merely a deposit. Once the matter is concluded, there will be an even greater reward."

Hearing this, the expressions of many present shifted, and some looked tempted. The old man standing guard by the phoenix carriage, however, frowned slightly with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he said nothing.

Someone inquired, "Young Master, may I ask what specific requirements you have for the people you seek?"

The Young Master began, "There are no specific require..."

Halfway through his sentence, the servant-like old man suddenly coughed twice.

The Young Master retracted his words and said seriously, "Of course, there are requirements. They must be under thirty years of age and sufficiently talented. If not invincible among their peers, they must at least be one in ten thousand."

Hearing his words, everyone grew thoughtful, clearly with candidates already in mind. However, such individuals were almost all core disciples of their Immortal Sects, destined to become the future pillars of their sects. It seemed inappropriate to risk them on such a venture.

Another powerhouse asked, "Young Master, could you perhaps give us a small hint as to what you need them to do?"

The Young Master fell silent for a moment before replying, "It's nothing major. A certain relic is about to open, but its space is special. Those who are too old cannot enter. That is all."

The frown on the old man's face beside the carriage deepened. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The Young Master continued, "I will give you all one day. Return to me at this time tomorrow with your people."

After he finished speaking, the beaded curtain was lowered. Everyone knew this was a gesture of dismissal. The crowd began to depart.

Zhuo Canglang said, "If you two wouldn't mind, you are welcome to stay in our Sanqing for the time being."

The old man was about to nod in agreement when the Young Master spoke from within the carriage. "That won't be necessary. I am particular about my bedding and do not rest well in other places. Sect Master Zhuo, I appreciate the sentiment."

Zhuo Canglang's expression turned strange, but he said no more, turning to leave.

***

High in the Firmament, fierce winds howled, making the beaded curtain flutter. The old man's beard was tossed about like wild grass.

He spoke with some displeasure, "Young Master, your actions were somewhat improper."

The Young Master asked, "How so?"

"The purpose of our trip is a secret," the old man said. "How could you reveal it to them so easily?"