Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 632 - 290: In the Twinkling of an Eye, the World Changes; Looking Back, a Hundred Years Have Passed (7100 words)_1

The entire Northern Sea was bustling like never before. Countless rays of immortal light swept back and forth above the sea, radiating from the cultivators and their Magical Treasures. Day and night, the place was brightly illuminated. Even from thousands of miles away, one could clearly see the flickering radiance reflecting off the sky. Many cultivators thought some extraordinary treasure had appeared. After arriving, they realized it was not what they had imagined, yet they did not leave. Many stood on the coastline, gazing out into the distance.

...

Wang Xiu was unaware that the outside world had descended into chaos in the search for him. He was completely immersed in refining and comprehending the Origin of Zhulong, having entered a state of self-forgetfulness. Creatures like the Zhulong, born of such an exceptionally high grade, often contained an Origin Dao that harmonized with heaven and earth. It was the purest, most unadorned principle, yet it required the utmost insight to see through and understand.

He seemed to witness the beginning of the cosmos, the very creation of heaven and earth. It was as if he saw life evolving from Chaos and the first drop of water forming in the river of time. He seemed to be experiencing a dream. He summoned wind and rain at will, traversed the Nine Heavens, and crossed thousands of miles in an instant. Asleep in the dream, awake in the dreamscape—the experience was intoxicating.

I always thought I wasn't the type to be obsessed with the Dao. But now I understand why so many seekers, since ancient times, have relentlessly pursued a single truth. That sense of understanding the true nature of the world, that feeling of control over everything within sight... it's truly addictive.

...

「Three years passed in a flash.」

The rays of immortal light above the Northern Sea persisted, yet they were no longer as vibrant and dynamic as they had been at the beginning. The faces of many cultivators wore expressions of numbness. Three years of pursuing a single task day and night without the slightest progress... seeing no hope drives one to despair. Even the most determined will could not help but waver.

"Give up!" An Earth Immortal elder from the Mount Shu Immortal Sect sighed as he approached Luo Binglan. "There's no hope left!"

Luo Binglan was as beautiful as ever, but the coldness in her eyes was even more intense than before. "He's still alive!"

In her hand was a dull Jade Token. Under the sunlight, it flickered feebly, shimmering only once after a long while, like the heartbeat of someone at death's door.

The Earth Immortal elder from the Mount Shu Immortal Sect said, "With the Soul Tablet's aura so faint, he is either on his last breath or trapped in a desperate land completely cut off from the world, a place that even our methods cannot reach. Or perhaps, it is both!"

Regardless of the possibility, the fact that they had not found him after three years of exhausting every conceivable method proved there was nothing more they could do. To continue would be a waste of effort and ultimately futile.

More and more experts from various Immortal Sects gathered, looking toward Luo Binglan and the Snow Ancestor, hesitating to speak but clearly sharing the same intent.

Luo Binglan said nothing and turned away.

The Snow Ancestor sighed softly, turned to the members of the various sects, and said calmly, "You have all done your utmost. The Sanqing will remember this kindness."

The crowd hurriedly replied, "You are too kind, Fairy. Your sect's Saint Heir has shown great kindness to all of our sects. These efforts were our duty. We only regret that our own limitations prevent us from being of further assistance..."

The Snow Ancestor said no more and gestured for them to leave.

Shaking their heads and sighing, the crowd departed one after another.

"What a pity. Such an unrivaled prodigy, vanished just like that."

"If he had continued to grow, his future achievements would have been immeasurable!"

"The Sanqing Immortal Sect has had its share of misfortune. Just as it was beginning to rise, it was struck by such a disaster."

"There are no 'ifs' in life. Throughout history, there have been countless prodigies and heroes, but only those who successfully grow to their full potential can be called true powerhouses."

"Sigh, keep your voices down! Let's go, let's go!"

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As the sects departed, it was as if a final curtain call had been sounded over the region, leaving it even more desolate. The throngs of people slowly dispersed. Only the younger generation who were close to Wang Xiu stubbornly remained.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. In the blink of an eye, several more years had passed.

On a deserted island, a few young individuals gazed out at the now all-too-familiar sea. They stood in silence, letting the sea breeze toy with their hair.

Han Yi said, "I'm leaving, too."

Years had passed, and he had lost some of his rebelliousness, gaining a certain maturity. No one tried to persuade or question him. They had been here for far too long, and the pressure on their shoulders was immense. It was normal for anyone to leave. Still, the atmosphere remained heavy with silence.

Meng Ran cupped his hands. "Brother Han, take care!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Han Yi scanned the group and opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing, his unspoken words dissolving into a sigh. He turned, walked around the island, and found Luo Binglan, the Snow Ancestor, and the others. He took out an item as a token and spoke some parting words, much as Ao Canghai had before he left.

Luo Binglan said, "How can we people from the Lower Realm possibly associate with the great powers of the Upper Realm? We are unworthy!"

Her tone made Han Yi's expression turn awkward, and he didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, the Snow Ancestor was there. She graciously accepted the item and offered a few polite, formal words, preventing the situation from becoming too uncomfortable.

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「Several more years passed.」

Zhao Qingyu left as well. The Xuan Tian Sect had been urging her persistently. She had already spent more than ten years in the Cangyuan Realm. A decade is neither long nor short, but she could not afford to waste any more time. Her sect had issued a final ultimatum, said to have come from the old Sect Master who doted on her most.

"I think we've been mistaken about one thing all this time!"

Zhao Qingyu stood on a massive reef, facing the setting sun. Her face was as red as fire, making her look more gorgeous and stunning than ever.