Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 445 - 236 Dugu Qingqian: Wang Xiu, you little thief, how dare you humiliate me again and again? (8200 words)_2

Chapter 445: Chapter 236 Dugu Qingqian: Wang Xiu, you little thief, how dare you humiliate me again and again? (8200 words)_2

"You’re incredible, Master!" Li Zuoyue exclaimed. Dugu Qingqian had cleared all one hundred levels of the Simple difficulty in less than a single night!

Such speed was simply astonishing. It was much faster than his!

This was enough to prove that even though he had formed the Seven-Colored Yuanying and was among the top geniuses of his generation, the gap between him and his Master was still immense.

Of course, he wasn’t disappointed. After all, this was perfectly normal. Dugu Qingqian was a true Sword Saint. Her mastery of the Sword Dao was far beyond his, and she possessed countless times more combat experience.

The Soul Fighting Machine only suppressed one’s Realm and any abilities that transcended it. For instance, a Saint’s power over heaven and earth couldn’t be used. But there were no restrictions on things like Sword Intent.

Dugu Qingqian exhaled slowly. "This Soul Fighting Machine is certainly interesting! But... it’s not enough to stump me!" Her eyes flashed with sharp sword light, brimming with confidence and pride.

With her strength, even the one-hundredth level of the Simple difficulty had only presented a sliver of pressure. Therefore, she felt that the subsequent difficulties couldn’t be that much harder.

Ultimately, it was just a tool for young disciples to temper themselves.

"So... Master, are you going to challenge a new difficulty, or will you challenge Junior Brother Wang Xiu directly?" Li Zuoyue asked, blinking tentatively.

"Me, challenge *him*? Do you have any idea what you’re saying?" Dugu Qingqian raised an eyebrow. Her voice turned cold, filled with a murderous intent that made Li Zuoyue shrink back and subconsciously slap his own mouth.

"I misspoke! I should have said... test Junior Brother Wang Xiu!"

"Hmph!" Dugu Qingqian declared haughtily, "I’d like to see just what kind of disciple that madwoman, Luo Binglan, was able to teach!"

She was utterly confident she could not possibly lose.

Li Zuoyue, for example, was a prodigy with unfathomable future potential who might one day surpass her. But right now, he was no match for her, like a mere child.

Even if Wang Xiu was more of a monster, he was still not even twenty years old. She had lived for nearly a thousand years longer than him.

Even with their Realms suppressed to the same level, could he possibly surpass her in comprehension of cultivation techniques, understanding of talismans, and control over Daoist Magic?

That’s obviously impossible! No amount of genius is enough to bridge that gap!

So this time, she was here to vent her frustrations.

"So what if I’m flat? Is it any of your business?"

She still remembered what Lin Yuyi had said to her that day, and it still festered. It was one thing to be mocked by Luo Binglan; she truly couldn’t beat her. But for her disciple to be this infuriating as well... did they really think she had no temper?

Yes, as a Saint, it would be unbecoming of her to personally cause trouble for Wang Xiu or make his life difficult. She couldn’t afford to lose face like that.

But thrashing him a bit here inside the Soul Fighting Machine... surely no one could gossip about that, right?

[Ding! Do you wish to challenge the ultimate level ahead of schedule?]

[Reminder: Your current combat strength is detected as insufficient. Challenging ahead of schedule carries the risk of being dominated. Please proceed with caution!]

A prompt like this popped up in the Soul Fighting Machine.

Dugu Qingqian was so furious she almost laughed, her body trembling with rage.

My combat strength is insufficient? I’m at risk of being dominated? Are you serious?

Li Zuoyue quickly interjected, "That... must be because the Soul Fighting Machine detected that you’ve only cleared the one hundred Simple levels, Master! That’s why it gave the prompt. It’s not aimed at you!"

"Hmph!" Dugu Qingqian snorted coldly. "That boy, Wang Xiu, has no taste or discernment, but that’s to be expected! To think the Soul Fighting Machine he built is just as blind, failing to even recognize my presence!"

With a flick of her sleeve, she confirmed the challenge.

WHOOSH!

Inside the Soul Fighting Machine, the world dissolved into streams of light. The heavens and earth spun, finally coalescing into a massive dojo.

Beams of celestial light descended from high above, slowly condensing into a figure in the center of the dojo. Clad in white robes, he wore a calm, confident smile.

It was Wang Xiu!

He looked toward Dugu Qingqian, sized her up, and reminded her with a smile, "Your strength is formidable, but challenging me is still a bit too ambitious. Are you certain you’re ready?"

Hearing this, Dugu Qingqian seethed.

She knew that this Wang Xiu before her was just an imprint left behind, a program that methodically delivered reminders to challengers without much real awareness. But the words were truly grating.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her gaze turning frigid as invisible sword energy enveloped her. "How many of my moves do you think he can withstand?" she asked coldly.

"Uh... I don’t know!" Li Zuoyue swallowed hard. Master is truly enraged... And really, Junior Brother Wang Xiu, why did the imprint you left have to be able to talk?

"Three strikes!" Dugu Qingqian declared proudly. Her robes billowed as sword energy pulsed around her like a Sword Immortal descending upon the world. A magnificent full moon of pure sword energy materialized behind her.

"I will defeat him in three strikes!

"I will let him know that in this world, only the sword can shatter all things!

"Even if his talent is unrivaled, faced with my purest of swords, he is still lacking several hundred years of practice!"

CLANG!

The sword was drawn.

The space between heaven and earth transformed into a vast, boundless ocean of sword energy that blotted out the sun. Everywhere it passed, the void itself shattered, splintering into countless fragments until the world was crisscrossed with cracks like a spiderweb.

"Master..." Li Zuoyue sucked in a sharp breath. Dugu Qingqian wasn’t holding back in the slightest. In all these years... this was the first time he had ever seen her so furious. He seriously suspected that even if his Master managed to destroy the imprint left by Junior Brother Wang Xiu, her anger wouldn’t be quenched.

BOOM!

As the sword energy crashed down, the misty Sea of Chaos within the virtual world churned, its waves surging to the heavens.

"Wang Xiu," dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, treading upon the vast ocean of sword energy.