Cultivating with Bragging System

It must be said that the Yinshi Evil King’s caution surprised everyone. He performed such long-distance spatial displacements no fewer than five times, leaving everyone so dizzy and disoriented that it was impossible to discern where they had arrived.

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At last, the group came to a halt within a dark, deep mountain ravine. The ravine was narrow, eerie, and over ten thousand feet deep. Looking up, one could only see a narrow slit of daylight. All around were dense toxic marshes filled with venomous insects and snakes. Amidst the thick undergrowth, one could vaguely make out shattered white bones.

Not far away stood a tri-colored altar constructed entirely of bluestone, emitting an ancient aura. Complicated patterns were engraved on its surface, resembling distant stone carvings or murals, as if they were telling stories from a bygone era. The ground around the altar was clear of weeds, obviously having been deliberately cleared.

The many Elders of the Ghost King Sect stared at the altar, their eyes filled with amazement.

"This altar... it seems a bit odd!"

"It looks like some kind of seal. I can feel waves of an invisible power seeping out of it!"

"Around this altar, the Mana in my body is circulating much faster."

"Is this place closely related to our Ghost King Sect?"

The Great Demonic Sacrifice occurred once every hundred years, and the location was different each time. This year’s location had been chosen by the Yinshi Evil King, and no one else knew of it beforehand. But now, people were beginning to sense the marvels of this place. The cultivation techniques of the Ghost King Sect seemed to subtly complement this region, allowing even their Mana to circulate more smoothly. Cultivating here would yield twice the results with half the effort.

The Great Elder couldn’t help but ask, "Sect Master of Yin Eclipse, what is the secret of this place?"

The Yinshi Evil King did not respond. With a simple wave of his sleeve, several obscure streams of light rose from the surrounding void, completely blanketing the entire ravine. A transparent membrane seemed to seal off the space, impenetrable even to Divine Sense.

Wang Xiu’s eyebrows furrowed as he probed his Space Ring with his Divine Sense. He discovered that the Communication Tokens he had collected had suddenly lost all their glow.

He wasn’t the only one; the others had noticed as well. A Formation had clearly been laid here long ago. Now that it was activated, their Communication Tokens were cut off, unable to transmit any information to the outside world. This filled their hearts with a deep sense of unease.

They all turned to the Yinshi Evil King. "Sect Master of Yin Eclipse, isn’t this... a bit overly cautious?"

"Yes, we’ve already been screened so many times! The traitors and spies have all been weeded out. Why go to such lengths?"

"We brothers have gone through life and death for the Ghost King Sect for many years. Can it be that the Sect Master of Yin Eclipse doesn’t even trust us?"

"..."

Dissatisfaction began to brew among them, and the crowd grew restless.

The Yinshi Evil King, however, remained unmoved. He slowly walked to the center of the altar and caressed a stone carved with blurred patterns, his voice hoarse. "It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just that this location is too important. I cannot allow any accidents to occur today."

The Great Elder frowned and asked, "What exactly is this place?"

"This seal was set by me," the Yinshi Evil King said. "Behind it lies an innate, Blessed Land-level Secret Realm!"

As soon as he spoke, the crowd erupted into a clamor, their breathing quickening.

A Blessed Land-level Secret Realm was a relatively complete small world. Not only was the Spiritual Energy inside abundant, far surpassing most places in the outside world, but more importantly, countless heavenly treasures and Spirit Stone Veins had been born within it over the ages. It was no exaggeration to say it was a veritable treasure trove buried with inexhaustible wealth.

The resources and foundations of Demonic Path cultivators were inherently far inferior to those of the Righteous Immortal Sects. Within the Demonic Path of Nanzhou, the Ghost King Sect ranked near the bottom. A Blessed Land-level Secret Realm was an unimaginable luxury. If the Ghost King Sect could possess one, it would be like upgrading from a musket to a cannon. Its foundations would skyrocket.

At this thought, the eyes of all the Demon Cultivators present turned red, their pupils practically turning into dollar signs. A Blessed Land-level Secret Realm! A vast abundance of resources! Endless Spirit Stone Veins! Even if the higher-ups got the lion’s share, the scraps that trickled down would make their own lives countless times better than they were now.

...

Several Elders grew excited and hurriedly asked, "Is this true?"

The Yinshi Evil King said calmly, "Many years ago, while I was roaming the void, I accidentally sensed the presence of this Blessed Land. I felt a vague connection between it and the cultivation technique I practice. It took me years to pinpoint its location in the mortal realm. However, its connection to our world is not yet stable and it could detach again at any moment. I have tried for a long time, but with my current strength, I am still unable to fully open and stabilize the passage.

"To avoid discovery, I set up this seal. First, to contain the aura here, and second, to anchor the Blessed Land to this location for a while longer. Otherwise, once it slips back into the void, not even an immortal could find it again. But from the looks of it, this seal is about to fail."

Upon hearing this, looks of surprise and disappointment appeared on everyone’s faces.

The Great Elder’s eyes flashed with contemplation. "Sect Master of Yin Eclipse, since you brought us here today, I presume you’ve already thought of a solution?"

The Yinshi Evil King smiled faintly. "The Great Elder is indeed perceptive. I have indeed thought of a method... however, this method requires the assistance of everyone present!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately voiced their support.

"Sect Master of Yin Eclipse, how could you even ask?"

"As members of the Ghost King Sect, it is our duty to share the sect’s burdens. We are honor-bound to help!"

The Great Elder’s eyes burned with passion. "Let me speak from the heart, Sect Master. As long as we can help, we would pluck the very moon from the sky for you!"

[Ding!]

[Detected someone bragging nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining +300 Mana.]

"Forget the moon! If the Sect Master desires it, I’d even offer him my wife!"

"Heh heh..."

A wicked smile spread across the Yinshi Evil King’s face. With his back to the crowd, he said lightly, "I don’t need you to pluck the moon, and I certainly don’t want your wives. I just need you... to give me your hearts."

Hearing this, the Great Elder was taken aback. "Sect Master of Yin Eclipse... what do you mean?"

The Yinshi Evil King turned, looked at him, and smiled faintly.

Then, he vanished.

When he reappeared, he was right in front of the Great Elder. One hand pierced through the Elder’s chest, clutching his heart.

The Great Elder’s eyes bulged as if he had seen a ghost. "You..."

BANG!

The heart exploded, and his entire body disintegrated. The Yinshi Evil King casually seized the escaping Nascent Soul. He watched as the splattered blood coagulated and burned, leaving behind a single, scalding droplet of Essence Blood. This Essence Blood was then mixed with the Nascent Soul and Divine Soul, crushed together, and smashed into the ground.

Instantly, blood-red patterns flared to life on the ground, spreading wildly until they filled the entire ravine.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

An indescribable devouring power swept over everyone present, threatening to consume everything and wipe them clean.

Blood Sacrifice—Blood Soul Yingsha Great Formation