Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 486 - 248 Surprise! A Great Cultural Renaissance on Demon Sea Island!_1

Chapter 486: Chapter 248 Surprise! A Great Cultural Renaissance on Demon Sea Island!_1

Five days after the release of the first volume of *Fighting Fire Cangqiong*, a tall and sturdy figure arrived at the Dreamland Pavilion.

He was over nine feet tall, with a tail like a steel whip and long arms. At a glance, he appeared to be a common Foreign Demon.

"Boss, I’ve come to publish a book!"

"Oh, my! You’ve finally arrived!" The Boss was thrilled to see the newcomer and hastily greeted him.

This attitude caught the attention of all the patrons in the shop, who exchanged glances and speculated quietly.

"Let’s talk inside," the tall figure said.

"Of course, of course! This way, please!" The Boss was extremely cordial, inviting him into a private room. The room was inscribed with several simple formations, but they were sufficient to block most prying eyes.

"Here are the second and third volumes of *Fighting Fire Cangqiong*," Nicholas Xiu, or rather, Wang Xiu, said as he slowly drew out a brand-new booklet.

"Two volumes? This is fantastic!" The Boss was overjoyed. What an unexpected delight! If those readers found out, they would surely go mad.

"I hear my book has been selling well?" Wang Xiu asked with a light chuckle. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"More than just well! Mr. Nicholas, your writing is truly remarkable. To be honest... I consider myself an old bookworm, and I have never read such a spectacular story. It’s magnificent!" The Boss was very excited. It was clear that he genuinely loved the book; his voice even trembled as he spoke. "Oh, right, I almost forgot. This is your share!"

The Boss took out a Storage Bag and passed it to Wang Xiu. It contained more than 7,000 Demon Crystals.

"Thank you."

Wang Xiu accepted it and turned to leave.

"Hold on!" the Boss suddenly called out.

"What is it?"

"Would you consider becoming a resident author at our Dreamland Pavilion?" the Boss asked.

"What does that mean?" Wang Xiu was puzzled.

"In simple terms, it means binding your reputation to our Dreamland Pavilion. From now on, we will fully promote your works to our customers, and your royalties will be even higher!" the Boss quickly explained.

"No, thank you."

Wang Xiu refused without a second thought.

The Boss wanted to say more, but Wang Xiu had already turned and left. He was somewhat disappointed; Nicholas was definitely a very promising author. If he could be tied to their Dreamland Pavilion, it would surely elevate the business to a new height.

「After leaving the Dreamland Pavilion」

Wang Xiu did not go straight back to his residence but melted into the crowd on the street like an ordinary person. The streets were bustling with people, and all sorts of discussions filled his ears. Almost all of them were about the plot of *Fighting Fire Cangqiong*.

The new book is a hit. The first step is complete... Wang Xiu contemplated to himself. This was a test to see if the stories from his mind were applicable to this world. So far, the results were quite good. Combined with the subtle edification from "Da Meng Zhong Jue," his goals might not be so impossible to achieve after all.

However, relying solely on this subtle influence is far too slow... It seems it’s time for a mass release. Thinking this, Wang Xiu turned into a dim alley.

Not long after, several figures followed, exchanging glances before entering the alley, only to find it empty.

WHIRR!

The next moment, an invisible ripple enveloped the space like a restrictive seal.

"Looking for me?" Wang Xiu appeared silently, looking at the few members of the Demon Race who had been following him ever since he left the Dreamland Pavilion.

"Kill him!" Without another word, the demons rushed at Wang Xiu the moment they saw him. Their killing intent skyrocketed along with the surging Demonic Qi.

Wang Xiu’s expression was indifferent. With one hand behind his back, he held the Asura Demon-slaying Sword in his other and swept it across.

SWISH!

The sword qi transformed into a vast ocean, covering the void. A world-ending sword light instantly annihilated the few demons, devouring them completely.

Wang Xiu stepped forward slowly, capturing a few strands of their residual souls and activating the Ming Emperor’s Soul-Reading Technique.

Gongyang Pu, Gui Su... After a moment, Wang Xiu opened his eyes. The ones who wanted to kill him were, it turned out, the original top-tier authors in Three Origins City.

Rivals in the same trade, as expected.

I never intended to get involved in their petty squabbles. But since a feud has been established, I might as well see it through to the end.

Wang Xiu raised his hand and flung out two balls of fire, cleaning up all traces at the scene. He then dispelled the Great Void Concealment Spell.

「Ming Ding Tavern」

In a private room.

"Brother Gongyang, are we being too impulsive? We don’t know a thing about him, after all. What if the men we sent can’t handle him?"

"If they can take care of him, that’s for the best; it saves us trouble! If they can’t, it still can’t be traced back to us. This was just to test him out," Gongyang Pu said nonchalantly, stroking his goatee.

"Exactly! That book is only popular in Three Origins City for now. With our combined influence, we have plenty of ways to restrict its spread," another demon sneered, feeling that suppressing a new author was a simple matter.

"Why go to all this trouble?" Suddenly, a soft voice echoed in their ears.

"Who’s there?!" The demons panicked. They shot to their feet and looked around, but the voice had come out of nowhere. Even with their Demonic Thoughts spread out, they couldn’t capture the slightest trace of its source.

When they turned back, they were startled to find a figure already sitting at their table, casually sipping their wine.

"Ptooey... this is truly awful."

Wang Xiu took only one sip before spitting it out. The Demon Race’s palate was likely different from the Human Race’s; he couldn’t understand how they could stand to drink such stuff.

"Who are you?" Gongyang Pu stared intently at Wang Xiu, his expression tense and his body rigid.

"The person you want to kill. And the one who is about to kill you."

As these nonchalant words fell, they landed like a heavy hammer in the hearts of the demons.