Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 666 - 313: I Like This Boy Wang Xiu_1

Han Sancheng looked at the group before him, his expression placid. "I will not concern myself with your grievances. I only attend to matters within my purview!"

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Han Sancheng unhooked the Sky Monitor Division waist badge from his side. With a flick of his finger, radiant light pulsed as a great number of characters spilled out from the badge, suspending themselves in mid-air in a dazzlingly brilliant display.

"You have all endangered the peace of the Nine Heavens, disturbing the tranquility with an extremely malicious impact. According to the laws of the Nine Heavens, all persons involved are to be confined for one hundred years. Every faction and family that participated in this matter must send a representative to their respective state's Sky Monitor Division within three months to receive their punishment edict!"

His voice was placid as he finished pronouncing the sentence.

The faces of the experts from the various great powers turned ashen.

Confinement for one hundred years. Plus additional punishment! Isn't this too severe?

The Earth Immortal expert from the Taiqing Sect couldn't help but ask, "Elder Han, could there be a mistake?"

Han Sancheng gazed at him with a smile. "What does Elder Zhang think?"

Elder Zhang fell silent.

Turning his head, Han Sancheng addressed the others. "The sentence has been passed. Please return promptly and do not linger in the outside world. Otherwise… if word gets out that you received a confinement order yet continue to roam freely, this old man will be the one facing punishment!"

He spoke as calmly as if he were negotiating, but his words made everyone's heart plummet into an ice cellar.

Awkward expressions appeared on their faces as they hastily replied, "We wouldn't dare, we wouldn't dare…"

Hearing this, Han Sancheng nodded. Smiling broadly, he turned and left, traversing a thousand miles in a single step and vanishing from sight in an instant.

The scene became deathly quiet.

The experts from the great powers looked at one another, no one speaking a word. A moment ago, they had been fighting to the death. Now, they were companions in misery.

"Dammit, how could it be this serious?" Elder Zhang of the Taiqing Sect muttered. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Endangering the stability of the Nine Heavens… such a crime can be judged as major or minor. Elder Han's sentence is not entirely unreasonable!" the bearded elder from the Nine Peaks Sect said, his face as dark as water.

That may have been true, but everyone understood that while the commotion from the battle was significant, it was largely contained. The dead were members of their own factions, and few innocent lives had been involved. Based on past experience, they would face a fine at worst, with a confinement of a few months at most.

But this… for everyone to be confined for a hundred years simultaneously! It was simply unprecedented!

A female expert speculated with a frown, "Why do I get the feeling… that Elder Han is trying to protect that boy?"

"Silence!"

Before her words had even faded, the other experts' expressions changed as they shot her a glare.

"How dare you say such a thing? Do you have a death wish?"

The female expert opened her mouth, but knowing she had misspoken, she offered no retort. Han Sancheng's appearance and the display of his waist badge represented the Sky Monitor Division, and by extension, the Holy Land. To slander the Holy Land! While not a crime written into the laws of the Nine Heavens, it was more terrifying than any other. Those karmic consequences were not something an ordinary person could bear.

"But, to be fair, such a sentence is indeed abnormal," someone couldn't help but add with a frown.

"Could it be that Elder Han has been in a bad mood recently? Perhaps he ran into some trouble?"

"Enough, stop with the wild speculation!"

Suddenly, the void twisted and a figure slowly emerged. The figure was a man with shoulder-length hair, dressed in a blue robe. His hands were clasped behind his back, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes as he toyed with two crystal balls.

Upon seeing him, the expression of everyone present shifted subtly. Only the expert from the Taiqing Sect showed a hint of pleasant surprise and was about to speak, but the man waved his hand dismissively. "To think that a group of you, with tens of thousands of years of life between you, would be played for fools by a wet-behind-the-ears brat. You got what you deserved.

"Frankly, I think the punishment was too light. A thousand years would be more fitting. It would give you time to cool down and grow a brain!"

As soon as he spoke, all the experts' faces turned red. They wanted to argue, but they seemed to hold themselves back, daunted by the man's identity.

The man said impatiently, "Alright, what are you all still standing here for? The sentence has been passed, so get back to your confinement. Or are you waiting for the Sky Monitor Division to pay each of you a personal visit at home?"

Hearing this, the experts' expressions shifted once more. Without another word, they turned and departed one by one.

The area quickly became deserted, leaving only the man behind.

With his hands behind his back, still toying with the crystal balls, he gazed toward the depths of the forbidden land and murmured to himself, "I like this kid."

"Oh?"

A melodious female voice suddenly rang out. At first, it seemed to come from the horizon, but in an instant, it was right before him, like a whisper in a dream.

The darkness on the horizon was pierced by a sliver of dawn. The light did not fall upon the forest but instead gathered in mid-air, coalescing into the figure of a woman. She was dressed in white gauze, her form curvaceous and ethereal. Though partially obscured, she exuded no sense of vulgarity or coquettishness. Instead, like a mountain peak shrouded in clouds, she inspired a sense of yearning and reverence.

If Wang Xiu were here, he would have recognized her as the woman from the Dream Clan he had once met.

The Dream Clan girl stood amidst the clouds and rosy dawn, her expression veiled by mist and impossible to discern. Only her captivating red lips moved, releasing a pleasant sound. "Your Taiqing Sect lost quite a few people tonight. If your juniors were to hear what you just said, I'm afraid they would be heartbroken."

The man's expression was calm as he chuckled. "People die. It is inevitable. Whether sooner or later, it is all a matter of cause and effect—there are no accidents. That little fellow, on the other hand, was quite a surprise to me."

The Dream Clan girl spoke slowly, "It seems you've noticed it too."

"Yes," the man sighed. "I discovered absolutely nothing."

Their words seemed contradictory, but they were not. Neither of them had been present during the night-long battle. Yet, nothing that had occurred in the pitch-black darkness could escape their perception. From the very moment the chaos began, they had sensed that something was amiss.

Unfortunately, no matter how vast and penetrating their Divine Sense was, capable of observing the most minute detail, they could not figure out how Wang Xiu had managed to pull it off.

They guessed that Wang Xiu had mastered some transformation art that allowed him to assume others' appearances and incite conflict among the great powers. But in the eyes of beings like them, such transformation arts were trivial. Appearance, voice, and even aura could be changed.

But how could one change their Spirit?

How could one change the laws they cultivated?

How could one change their Dao?

The methods Wang Xiu possessed were beyond their comprehension. When he had appeared in public disguised as members of the various sects, both the man and the Dream Clan girl had "seen" him, but no matter what techniques they used, they could not find a single flaw. When their Divine Sense locked onto him to observe him more closely, they found that he had suddenly vanished.

He had vanished into thin air, as if he had never existed.

The Dream Clan girl slowly spoke, "Is there a possibility…?"

The man shook his head. "If he were a Formless Demon, not a single one of them would have survived. They would all be dead."

The Dream Clan girl fell silent.

The man added, "What I'm curious about now is, where does he plan to go next?"

Surely he doesn't actually intend to enter the forbidden land?