Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 596 - 279: Zhao Qingyu: You Owe Me Another Good Deed_1

This world was as silent as death!

Wu Ming plummeted from the highest point of the firmament, a straight line cutting through everyone's vision.

The crowd was shocked at first. Then, as they recognized the falling figure, they were instantly stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Is that Wu Ming?"

"It's him."

"How could this happen? The one who ultimately fell... it's actually him!"

"What exactly happened up there?"

The rules of this world were special; the stairway to heaven was long and distant. Even though the cultivation levels of those present were extraordinary, it was still difficult to see everything above the clouds. But none of that mattered anymore. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The one who ultimately fell was Wu Ming. What more was there to say?

...

The young scholar asked, his face a mask of confusion, "But why?"

It was truly incomprehensible.

After all, that was Wu Ming! The most exceptional individual from the Wu Clan in hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of years.

Although everyone disliked him, hated his arrogant and overbearing manner, who among them would dare claim he was weak?

"I saw it with my own eyes! Wu Ming had already activated Emperor Wu's Miraculous Door. How could he still lose?"

"Impossible! That person from the Lower Realm must have used some despicable trick!" the stern young man asserted, refusing to accept this reality.

More people voiced their agreement.

When facing someone from the Lower Realm—no matter how excellent or admirable they found him—they always maintained a lofty, condescending attitude in their appreciation. Even though Wang Xiu had defeated Yi Xing and Yi Chen and caused a major clan like the Yi Clan to suffer a great loss, the Yi Clan, after all, hadn't been as prosperous in recent years. The prodigies they had sent, while not weak, were merely the best of a poor lot. They couldn't be counted among the truly top-tier talents.

But Wu Ming was different. He was an opponent who made even the prodigies from the many top-tier factions present feel immense pressure.

Few dared to claim they could guarantee victory against Wu Ming.

And now, he had been defeated by Wang Xiu!

It was just too astonishing!

Zhao Qingyu spoke slowly, "Regardless of the methods used, he won in the end. That is enough."

Everyone fell silent at once.

The stern youth was also at a loss for words, unable to respond.

The others fell silent as well, but a grave expression entered their eyes as they gazed toward the high firmament. It seems this trip has taken an unexpected turn.

...

「On the stairway to heaven.」

Three figures advanced at an unhurried pace. They were all dressed in lavish, expensive robes and appeared not to be of the Human Race, each one brimming with an overwhelmingly powerful aura. This was especially true for the yellow-robed figure walking in the center. Every move he made seemed to resonate with heaven and earth, as if he were a deity.

If Wang Xiu were here, he would definitely recognize their auras.

The day Wang Xiu killed Yi Chen, these individuals had appeared near the Sanqing Immortal Sect. They had stood on high ground observing Wang Xiu's small courtyard but did nothing before soon departing.

One of them said, "Even Wu Ming was defeated by him. It seems this Wang Xiu really has a few tricks up his sleeve."

Another commented, "That guy may have a screw loose, but his strength is truly impressive. In a fight to the death, though I could win, I would struggle to emerge unscathed."

The leading youth in the yellow robe, his hands clasped behind his back, slowly lifted his head to gaze at the heights above. His complexion was deathly pale, like someone who had lived for countless years in a place devoid of sunlight. If one looked closely, they could see two small bulges on his head, hidden by his hair. His gaze, however, was serene, like eternal, profound ice or a bottomless spring.

"No matter. This simply makes things more interesting." His voice was calm and devoid of emotion—not a deliberate coldness, but the simple stating of a fact.

...

A few drops of blood fell from the sky, forming an incredibly fine thread that followed Wu Ming's body as it plunged into the depths of the vast ocean below.

The water here was no longer that of the Northern Sea. It was influenced by the rules of Longhuang Island. The omnipresent, gigantic waves and whirlpools were like enormous, man-eating maws.

As Wu Ming plunged into the water, he created a small splash, but he was quickly dragged down by several dark, dragon-like shadows, sinking into the unseen depths.

Countless people clicked their tongues, still finding it hard to believe.

The great scion of the Wu Clan had actually fallen here, without even setting foot on Longhuang Island. But the reality was before their very eyes, leaving them no choice but to believe it.

Zhang Zhong, the green-robed maiden Bi Yuan, and the others were dumbstruck.

"Senior Brother Wang Xiu... he's so powerful!"

"...Am I dreaming? Did he really knock down that golden-haired prodigy?"

"The Saint Heir of Sanqing is truly worthy of his reputation."

"See? What did I tell you all? Senior Brother Wang Xiu isn't necessarily weaker than them. I was right, wasn't I?"

"..."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their eyes still filled with shock. They had personally experienced Wu Ming's might. A casual strike from him had nearly knocked them into the ocean below to become nothing but bones. That feeling had been one of utter despair.

To think that Wu Ming would follow in their footsteps so quickly.

No… his fate was even more tragic than theirs.

...

「Meanwhile, high above the Nine Heavens, within the grand palace halls.」

The very moment Wang Xiu struck Wu Ming down, a roar echoed through the halls, "You insolent whelp, how dare you!"

A powerhouse from the Wu Clan shot to his feet in a rage, his eyes bloodshot and his entire body trembling. He had never imagined that the clan's scion, upon whom so many hopes were pinned, would fall here. He had been kicked down before he could even set foot on Longhuang Island.

Wang Xiu's kick hadn't just landed on Wu Ming's head; it had landed on the face of the entire Wu Clan.

How could such a great humiliation be tolerated?

"What audacity from Wang Xiu! He is challenging the dignity of my Wu Clan. No one has ever dared to do such a thing!" The more the powerhouse thought about it, the angrier he became, grinding his teeth in fury.