Cultivating with Bragging System

Dusk was approaching. Within the City Lord’s Mansion of Limitless City.

"So delicious!"

"Hey, where’s the beef tripe I just put in? Who ate it?"

"Third Brother, was it you?"

"It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it, stop talking nonsense..."

"..."

Around the steaming hot pot, nine figures were feasting enthusiastically, their mouths slick with grease.

"This is awesome!"

"Master has finally gone into seclusion! We can finally get some rest!"

"Who knows how long Master will be gone this time. It would be best if it’s for three to five years..."

"..."

The Taiyin Jade Marrow contained pure Yin Energy, which was greatly beneficial to the Yin Yang Limitless Technique cultivated by Venerable Wuji. He had been stuck at his current realm for some years now, so when he chanced upon a piece of Taiyin Jade Marrow a few days ago, he decisively entered seclusion to refine it, entrusting all of Limitless City’s affairs to his nine disciples.

Influenced by Venerable Wuji, their daily lives consisted of nothing but subduing demons and exorcising evil spirits—a tedious and tasteless existence. Now, with no one to answer to, their hearts were like runaway stallions, growing restless.

"After we eat, shall we go listen to some music?"

"Sounds good!"

"It’s been three years! Xiao Fang, Xiao Lan, and Xiao Die must be missing me to death!"

"..."

The men’s faces all showed expressions that only other men could understand, their anticipation palpable.

Only the youngest, Ninth Brother, showed a look of disdain, emphatically refusing, "Keep me out of such filthy activities!"

The others looked at him with strange expressions. "Did your annual package at the Jade Tower run out?"

Ninth Brother’s face flushed slightly. "What are you talking about? I’m keeping myself pure for love, not that you’d understand!"

The others snorted dismissively.

Suddenly, Ninth Brother coughed and awkwardly tugged at Eldest Brother’s sleeve. "Eldest Brother, could you lend me some more money?"

Eldest Brother glanced at him sideways. "For what?"

Ninth Brother’s face turned even redder. "I want to buy a gift for Yu’er!"

Eldest Brother raised an eyebrow. "Another one? How many have you given her already?"

Ninth Brother spoke earnestly, "Is it that many? I don’t think so. As long as she likes it, I’ll give her anything she wants!"

The others exchanged glances, the corners of their mouths twitching. This Ninth Brother of theirs, though the youngest, was widely recognized as the sharpest of them all. He was their strategist, the brains of the operation. He was usually the picture of composure, devising plans and maintaining a calm facade even in the face of imminent disaster. He had always been the voice of reason, famous for quotes like, "Love isn’t worth it," "Loyalty just means the price to cheat isn’t high enough," and "A woman only truly obeys when a promise is on the verge of being fulfilled, but not yet kept."

But ever since he met that woman named Yu’er, everything had changed. He had become a stranger to them.

Eldest Brother fell silent for a moment before asking, "How much?"

Ninth Brother silently held up one finger. "One hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

Eldest Brother’s eyes widened. "Do I look like I’m made of a hundred thousand Spirit Stones?"

The others couldn’t help but chime in. "Ninth Brother, don’t say we didn’t warn you. That woman you’re chasing doesn’t seem like a good person!"

"Indeed!"

"Don’t get too carried away. Just have your fun and be done with it!"

"Getting in too deep won’t do you any good!"

Anyone with eyes could see it. The woman seemed soft and fragile, but in reality, every move was laden with countless schemes. She was unbelievably seductive. No one could understand how she had managed to bewitch their Ninth Brother so completely.

Ninth Brother retorted, "You’re just judging by appearances."

"Yu’er really is a good person..."

"I admit my past views were a bit extreme. Love does exist in this world... and Yu’er, she is the love of my life! I will marry no one but her!"

Hearing this, the others sighed and shook their heads silently. Their strategist, it seemed, was a lost cause.

"I’m serious," Ninth Brother added. "She even asked me to bring you all gifts!"

"Oh?"

"What is it?"

"Let’s see it."

Their interest was piqued. Ninth Brother flipped his palm, and a wine jar appeared out of thin air. "Ta-da! Peach Blossom Brew, personally brewed by Yu’er. It’s fragrant and mellow, what do you think?"

He broke the clay seal, and a rich, fragrant aroma of wine instantly filled the air. The others sniffed, their eyes narrowing slightly. "Seems pretty good!"

Ninth Brother grinned. "Want to try?"

"Let’s have a taste!"

Each man filled a bowl. After a few gulps, Ninth Brother asked playfully, "How is it? Fragrant, right?"

Eldest Brother nodded. "Not bad..."

Before he could finish, his expression changed. His face contorted in agony as he collapsed, clutching his stomach and writhing on the ground.

Ninth Brother: "!!!"

Then, the Second Brother, the Third... one after another, his martial brothers fell to the ground, their faces twisted in pain, their bodies convulsing.

Ninth Brother froze, frantic and utterly lost. "What’s happening? Eldest Brother, what’s wrong with you all?"

"The wine... the wine’s poisoned!"

"Ninth Brother, you poisoned us?"

"Urgh..."

Wine? Poison?

Ninth Brother was dumbfounded, his mind a complete blank. Could it be? He gasped. As the thought crossed his mind, a domineering, sinister energy began to spread through his body. Potent poison flowed through his limbs, his head grew heavy, and with leaden arms and legs, he collapsed to the ground.

He stared wide-eyed, desperately trying to circulate his mana to expel the toxin, but his cultivation seemed to have vanished. He couldn’t muster a single shred of it. In that instant, he understood. A terrible sense of danger flooded his heart.

"Hehehe... To think the famed Venerable Wuji would raise such pathetic disciples!"

"Venerable Yu Jiao’s methods are truly impressive! We’ve seen it for ourselves!"

"Limitless City... Heh, we thought there’d be a fierce battle tonight, but it was completely effortless!"

"Hahaha! After tonight, all of Limitless City will be ours for the taking!"

Several arrogant voices echoed through the night. A monstrous wave of Demonic Qi surged from the darkness outside, as several beams of light shot silently into the sky, forming a cage that enveloped and sealed the entire city.

Then, several figures quietly appeared in his line of sight.

"Yu’er... you’re... from the Demonic Path?" Ninth Brother stared, his pupils trembling as fear and regret washed over him.

The corners of Yu’er’s charming lips curled slightly. "You’re only realizing it now? Isn’t that a bit too late!"

The truth dawned on Ninth Brother with crushing finality. His gaze swept over the newcomers, feeling the terrifying auras they emanated. He glanced again at the Heaven Deceiving Formation that sealed the city, now one with the night sky. His heart plunged into an icy abyss.

This was clearly a premeditated ambush. The most powerful fighters in the city, his senior martial brothers, were completely incapacitated from the wine he had given them. Even if their master, Venerable Wuji, wasn’t in seclusion, he would have struggled to fend off an attack of this magnitude. What hope was there now? The City Lord’s Mansion had fallen. What would become of the five million citizens of Limitless City? He dared not imagine it.

What do I do? What do I do?

An overwhelming wave of self-blame and guilt consumed him. His eyes burned with pain as he glared at Yu’er, beating his chest and stamping his feet. "You enchantress! How dare you deceive me like this!"

Yu’er patted her ample bosom, feigning shock. "Why so fierce? You’re scaring me, you know. Hehehe..."

"Yu’er, well done!" the woman at the front, Venerable Yu Jiao, praised with a soft laugh.

Yu’er bowed. "Thank you for your praise, Master!"

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Ninth Brother gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. "Enchantress! Devils! I wouldn’t let you go, not even as a ghost!"

"Hahaha..." A man to the side, the Seventh Elder of the Ghost King Sect, sneered. "What a coincidence. That’s what we were going to say! We won’t let you go, not even when you’re ghosts!"

Venerable Wuji’s nine disciples were all Golden Core Stage experts. Their souls were far more potent than those of ordinary people. Whether for refining into soul banners, creating soul slaves, feeding to demonic weapons, or offering as a sacrifice, they were all top-tier materials. An opportunity like this was not to be missed.

Hearing this, Ninth Brother fell silent, the self-reproach and regret in his heart deepening.

"Hah, what shameless boasting! It’s not yet decided who will live and who will die!"

"We’ve been waiting for you for half a day... this acting is exhausting!"

"Here we are, eating hotpot and singing, and our next big score just walks in the door. After this job, I’m definitely asking Master for a two-year vacation!"

Just then, several familiar voices reached Ninth Brother’s ears.

He shuddered and struggled to turn his head. To his shock, his eight martial brothers, who had been lying on the ground, were all standing. They were full of vigor, their eyes ablaze and brimming with fighting spirit. There was not a single sign of poison.

Ninth Brother’s eyes widened. "Brothers... you?"

Eldest Brother’s lips curled into a slight smile. "I told you that woman of yours was no good. Believe me now?"

Across from them, Yu’er was utterly shocked, her pupils wide. "How is this possible? You drank my Poison Dragon Powder! How can you be unharmed?"

The brothers glanced at each other, grinning. "Which one of your eyes saw us swallow the wine?"

"We knew long ago that this dummy had been bewitched by you. Why would we ever drink something you gave us?"

"Did you think we were all fools like our Ninth Brother?"

"..."

Ninth Brother: "!!!"

’Fools like our Ninth Brother?’ Seriously, guys? A little harsh, don’t you think?

Venerable Yu Jiao narrowed her beautiful eyes. "So what if you didn’t drink the poison? A bunch of ants think they can turn the tables?"

Having Yu’er use poison was merely a precaution. In truth, the moment their four Venerable-level experts appeared, Limitless City had lost any chance of victory. No matter how strong Venerable Wuji was, he could never be a match for the four of them. Today’s outcome was already sealed.

Just then, a mocking voice came from outside the hall.

"Is that so? Then what if you add me to the mix?"

Hearing this, Venerable Yu Jiao and the others’ expressions shifted, and they all looked toward the entrance. Under the night sky, an eight-foot-tall man laughed boisterously as he strode in, chest puffed out and clad in Bronze Armor. He was brimming with vitality; the muscles on his bare arms bulged like coiled dragons. His aura was as dazzling as the great sun, and his blood seethed with such power that the faint cry of a dragon could be heard. He was clearly an existence who had tempered his physical body to a terrifying degree.

Venerable Golden Lion’s pupils shrank. "Physical Sect—Xiang Tiange!"

Xiang Tiange! The Chief Disciple of the Sanqing Immortal Sect’s Physical Sect, a powerhouse at the absolute peak of the Ninth Heaven of the Golden Core Stage! He had once single-handedly slain the Ox Demon Venerable, a cultivator at the Fourth Heaven of the Nascent Soul Realm, and was renowned for his unmatched brutality in close-quarters combat. His strength was simply off the charts.

Venerable Yu Jiao’s breathing hitched, her rising chest betraying her inner turmoil. Still, her tone remained as aloof and confident as ever. "So you’re here. What difference does it make?"

Even as she spoke, the feeling of unease in her heart grew stronger.

At that moment, powerful auras erupted into the night. Countless formation runes blazed to life, weaving together into a grand array that sealed the surrounding space. Several more figures walked in slowly, confident smiles on their faces.

"And now? What will you do?"

Sanqing Immortal Sect.

Formation Sect Chief Disciple, Lu Longshe!

Chamber Sect Chief Disciple, Huang Yunqing!

Sword Sect Chief Disciple, Li Zuoyue!

And...

Three unknown young Sword Cultivators.

...

Seeing the disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect arriving together, the expressions of the Demonic Path members changed drastically.

At this moment, how could they not understand?

Their plans had been leaked.

They had been... ambushed