Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 635 - 290: In the Twinkling of an Eye, the World Changes; Looking Back, a Hundred Years Have Passed (7100 words)_4

The woman asked, puzzled, "Senior, what are you talking about?"

The man waved his hand and smiled. "It's nothing. Thank you."

After speaking, he turned and took a step. A gust of wind passed, and he instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

In an instant, everyone's pupils shrank.

Indeed, this was a Saint's technique.

The Northern Sea was desolate all year round and devoid of human presence, save for the eccentric Sea Demon clan. It was strange that a powerful Saint was cultivating in secret here.

"I have to say, that senior is truly handsome! The moment I saw him, I even thought of what to name our children."

"Pfft— You're completely smitten."

"You're one to talk! Your eyes were practically glued to him!" she giggled.

"That's nothing. Look at Sanyue, she still can't bear to look away," another woman joked, bumping the young girl Sanyue's shoulder. "Still looking? He's long gone."

Sanyue shook her head, tucking her hair back. "I just feel... he looks somewhat familiar."

Hearing this, the surrounding girls giggled. "Telling us is pointless, isn't it? Why didn't you say that when he was here? You might have sparked a romance."

Sanyue's face turned slightly red as she earnestly replied, "I'm serious. I feel like I've seen that face somewhere before. It's very familiar..."

As she said this, another girl spoke up. "Now that you mention it, I feel the same way. I thought it was just my imagination."

Instantly, many of the youths began to chime in, claiming they had the same sense of familiarity.

THUD!

Just then, the initially rebellious young man collapsed to the ground. He stared in the direction the man had left, crying and laughing at the same time. "Of course, he looks familiar! That's the Sanqing Saint Heir!"

A book fell from his robes.

It was a copy of *The Legend of the Sanqing Saint Heir*. The sea breeze flipped through its pages, coincidentally stopping on a portrait that bore some resemblance to the man they had just seen. However, the illustration fell far short of capturing his true spiritual charm.

No wonder no one had recognized him at first.

The young man's cheeks were flushed, his entire body trembling with excitement as he muttered to himself, "I saw the Sanqing Saint Heir... He's still alive. He's back!"

Such was the nature of youth. They deliberately adopted rebellious viewpoints, wanting to stand out in front of the beautiful girls they admired. In reality, what young man doesn't dream of being a hero? At their age, who hadn't fantasized before sleep of being a world-famous champion, commanding the world while awake and resting on the laps of beauties while drunk?

And for the past several decades in the cultivation world of the Cangyuan Realm, when speaking of the word "hero," who else could it be but the Sanqing Saint Heir?

The dreams of these young men and women... were likely all of the same face.

「 」

The flow of time within the Zhulong Space differed from the outside world, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, in constant, irregular fluctuation.

Wang Xiu was so immersed in his comprehension that he was oblivious to everything else. It was only now that he realized over sixty years had passed in the outside world, while in the Zhulong Space, barely a year had gone by.

They say cultivation knows no years. I suppose I've now experienced what it feels like for decades to pass in an instant. Wang Xiu mused with a light smile, shaking his head as he walked through the void.

He had been gone for sixty years. I wonder how the Sanqing Immortal Sect is doing.

At this thought, the void before him began to recede at an astonishing speed. If anyone else had been present, they would have been amazed to discover that the previously dead, silent void now seemed to have a life of its own, as if it were pushing Wang Xiu forward.

「 」

The green hills were lusher, the birdsong more lively.

The Sanqing Immortal Sect had stood for ten thousand years; a mere sixty years was naturally nothing to it. But the changes were significant. The sect was more bustling and prosperous than before. In the past, the Sanqing Immortal Sect had twenty to thirty thousand disciples at most. Averaged out across every branch, it was quite sparsely populated.

But now, it was teeming with energy. Its population had at least doubled.

Disciples in uniform attire could be seen everywhere, practicing their Daoist Magic and honing their Divine Skills. Every disciple was brimming with vitality, like the rising sun, full of vigorous spirit.

Spirit Turtle Peak remained a hive of activity, teeming with people. It had now become the most bustling location in the entire Sanqing Immortal Sect. The original Task Hall was now empty. Surprisingly, a new one had also been built on Spirit Turtle Peak, drawing all the disciples there. In contrast, Dragon Head Peak, the foremost of all peaks, had become somewhat desolate.

Wang Xiu passed through the Sanqing Great Formation and landed silently on the back mountain of Spirit Turtle Peak without alerting anyone. He wanted to give his Master and the others a surprise.

But when his Divine Sense swept the area, he found no trace of his Master, Luo Binglan, or the others. Not just her, but Sect Leader Zhuo Canglang, the Snow Ancestor, and other elders were also nowhere to be seen. Even familiar faces like Li Zuiyue and Ji Zidian were gone.

What happened? Wang Xiu's brow furrowed. Then again, that can't be right. There isn't the slightest hint of sorrow throughout the Sanqing Immortal Sect. Instead, it exudes an air of prosperity everywhere. If something truly terrible had happened, it wouldn't be like this.

Oh?

Wang Xiu's eyebrows arched slightly, a smile touching his lips. In an instant, he vanished.

「 」

By the cliff stood an ancient pavilion.

A woman of stunning beauty and mature charm sat at a desk. She was dignified and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing, yet her gaze held a faint authority that commanded respect. She was meticulously reading the jade slip in front of her. "How are the preparations for this year's recruitment assembly coming along?"

Beside her, an Elder spoke respectfully, "Reporting to the Acting Sect Master, everything has been prepared as you instructed. We are ensuring that the standards are raised, prioritizing quality over quantity."

"Hmph."

She responded lightly, took up a vermilion brush to make a note on the jade slip, and then asked, "What about the Blood Demon Sect matter?"

Another Elder reported, "Acting Sect Master, your foresight was impeccable. They fled into the territory of Longhu Cave Heaven, just as you predicted. We had already contacted Longhu Cave Heaven in advance and captured every last one of them! That band of fanatics was spreading rumors about our Sanqing Immortal Sect everywhere, tarnishing our reputation. They must be punished severely as an example to others."

"Yes."

Yet another Elder added, "Also, Acting Sect Master, have you considered the matter of the Yuhua Sect wishing to submit to our Sanqing Immortal Sect as a vassal?"

The woman raised an eyebrow slightly and gave the Elder a quiet look.

The Elder's heart began to race. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he quickly lowered his head.

"The Sect Master of Yuhua Sect has a questionable reputation," she said, her voice utterly tranquil. "Elder Xu, I know you have a history with him, but I also know it hasn't been easy for you to reach this point. In everything you do, you should be more cautious to avoid making a decision you'll regret for the rest of your life. Don't you agree?"

Her calm question landed on Elder Xu's heart like a mountain. He immediately fell to his knees, pleading, "The Acting Sect Master's lesson is well taken! I was wrong!"

The woman's expression remained serene as she waved her hand dismissively.

The three Elders hastily withdrew.

The pavilion quickly grew quiet, leaving only the woman by herself.

She let out a long sigh of relief and stretched lazily. Even her wide, luxurious robes couldn't conceal her enchanting, soul-stirring figure.

A playful voice suddenly broke the silence, "Senior Sister Xiao, long time no see!"