Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 634 - 290: In the Twinkling of an Eye, the World Changes; Looking Back, a Hundred Years Have Passed (7100 words)_3

The woman was slightly taken aback, then smiled and nodded. "Yes, that's true! Perfected Person Zhang Zhong and Fairy Liu of the Taicang Immortal Gate were indeed among those saved by the Sanqing Saint Heir!"

A commotion arose within the crowd.

"Perfected Person Zhang Zhong? He's been an extremely outstanding figure in the cultivation world these past few years. He's now one of the seven Great Elders of the Taicang Immortal Gate!"

"And Fairy Liu! She's a truly peerless Fairy with countless admirers. I've heard that Elders from many Immortal Sects are madly infatuated with her!"

"It's not just them. There's also Immortal Li, Sword Venerable Xiaoyue, and others. Many of those rescued alongside them back then have now become renowned figures."

The crowd buzzed with discussion. Many of these names resounded like thunder, having been prominent in the cultivation world for years, and their stories were legendary. Discussing such matters was simply in the nature of young people.

"What do you think it would be like if the Sanqing Saint Heir were still here?" a youth with gleaming eyes suddenly asked.

"Is that even a question? Back then, the Sanqing Saint Heir was the undisputed number one prodigy of the Cangyuan Realm. All other Saint Heirs and Saintesses paled in comparison, willingly conceding defeat. He single-handedly influenced the outcome of the battle at the East Sea. He was a hero who saved the entire Human Race. Even looking back tens of thousands of years in the Cangyuan Realm, there has never been such a brilliant figure."

The girl who had first spoken asserted this with conviction, her eyes shining brilliantly and her pretty face flushed, as if the topic alone excited her.

"If he were still here, he would have likely grown to a level we couldn't even dare to imagine."

"Perhaps his cultivation level could have caught up with our Sect Master," another suggested.

"I think it'd be even higher than that," someone else added.

Everyone was discussing it. They had grown up hearing the stories of the Sanqing Saint Heir and knew them by heart.

Upon hearing this, a youth with a gloomy disposition, who had been fiddling with something in his hands, spoke without looking up. "This is getting more and more exaggerated. You've all been fooled by your mentors and elders! That older generation loves to embellish the facts to make it sound like they saw so much in their youth! In my opinion, the Sanqing Saint Heir was just lucky. He was born in an era where the other stars were dim, which allowed him to shine alone and created his legend. If he were born today, he'd probably struggle to even make a name for himself."

At these words, the girl was instantly displeased. "What gives you the right to say that?" she rebuked.

The youth glanced at her before lowering his head again. "You girls are always so emotional and irrational. I'm just telling it like it is. Think about it. In the era of the Sanqing Saint Heir, besides him, can you name any other remarkable prodigies? Now look at the present. Heroes are emerging from the Great Immortal Gates in droves, and a grand era has arrived. The number of prodigies who have appeared in recent years is as countless as the hairs on a cow..."

The girl named March placed her hands on her hips and stated seriously, "First, you claim that only the Sanqing Saint Heir was famous in that era. Isn't it possible that his brilliance was so overwhelming that it simply overshadowed all other prodigies, making them pale in comparison?

"Second, you talk about how prodigies are emerging now, that a grand era has arrived! Have you ever considered where these prodigies came from? If it weren't for the Sanqing Saint Heir's battle at the East Sea, where he sacrificed his own lifespan to summon one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits to return through reincarnation, where would this 'Golden Era' of yours have come from?

"Third, your own master, Perfected Guyi, was one of the people saved by the Sanqing Saint Heir. Hasn't he ever told you to be grateful?"

Cornered by her words, the youth's face turned beet red. "I..." he stammered.

"Fourth!" March pointed to the object in the youth's hands. "The Soul Fighting Machine you play with every day was an original creation of the Sanqing Saint Heir! Didn't you know that?"

The youth was rendered completely speechless. After struggling for a moment, he turned his head away and fell silent.

Just then, a light suddenly appeared in the youth's eyes. His pupils contracted as if he had witnessed something astonishing, and he pointed into the distance, shouting, "Look... look, look..." He was so agitated he became incoherent.

The others frowned and turned, about to ask him what was wrong, when they too saw the scene and were instantly stunned.

The light fell from above. It seemed to be part of the sunlight, yet it was completely different, carrying an indescribable magic that instinctively made one want to bow in worship, as if a mortal had encountered a deity. The light touched the sea surface, and the waters dissolved. A radius of several thousand miles of sea became crystal clear, like the domain of a deity. Within the endless light, a vortex shimmering with a strange brilliance slowly unfolded, resembling a gateway.

A figure walked out from it. He was dressed in white, with faint immortal light drifting from his sleeves, appearing as if a banished immortal had descended to the Lower Realm.

Everyone was spellbound. The girls in the group were especially dumbfounded, murmuring, "How can a man this handsome exist in the world!"

...

Silence fell over the sea. The light merged with the wind.

The man trod upon the waves, crossing a vast distance in an instant to arrive on the ship. As he drew closer, they could see his features even more clearly. His skin was as flawless as jade, he had sword-like brows and eyes like stars, and his lips were curved in a warm smile, brighter than the sun in the Firmament.

"Hello, everyone," he said, looking at the crowd and greeting them with a smile.

"S-Senior, hello," the woman leading the group was the first to recover. Sensing the man's unfathomably deep aura, she responded quickly.

The man smiled. "Could you tell me, what year is it?"

The woman was taken aback for a second before blurting out, "It is the year 9469 of the New Cang Yuan Calendar!"

Upon hearing the answer, the man's brows furrowed slightly. So much time has passed? It seems the time distortions in the Zhulong Space have indeed had a significant impact!