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Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 563 - 269: Cangyuan’s Changing Situation! Visitor from the Heavens! (4100 words)_1
Years passed unnoticed in the mountains as seasons came and went.
Spirit Turtle Peak welcomed its first snow of the year.
The grave on the back mountain was no longer new. Wild grass, now over ten feet high, made it resemble a small hill.
Ji Zidian arrived with a food box. She glanced at the overgrown grave, clearly accustomed to the sight. With a wave of her hand, lightning crackled and instantly incinerated the weeds, burning them to ash.
Not far away stood a thatched hut. Luo Binglan walked out, looked at her, and said, "You clean it now, but it'll just grow back in less than an hour. Don't you get tired of it?"
Ji Zidian chuckled sweetly. "It's alright. It's no trouble at all!"
They both knew Wang Xiu's Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture was operating on its own, generating a vibrant life force. Even the smallest bit of that life force seeping through the soil was enough to make the surrounding plants grow uncontrollably. Ji Zidian came nearly every day to clear them away.
After she finished, she sat on the grave mound, took food and wine from the box, and placed them before the tombstone. She muttered softly, "Senior Brother, it's the festival today. You can't eat anything down there, so you must be hungry, right? Look what I brought for you."
The corner of Luo Binglan's mouth twitched. She knew, of course, that Wang Xiu couldn't drink the wine, even if Ji Zidian poured it out before his tombstone. She had pointed this out more than once, and Ji Zidian knew it herself, yet she continued the ritual every time. Eventually, Luo Binglan stopped saying anything.
Luo Binglan turned and disappeared by the cliffside, leaving the space for Ji Zidian.
Ji Zidian began to whisper to Wang Xiu, telling him about trivial household matters. For instance, she'd talk about which concubine her father was arguing with again, what the cause was this time, and how many times they'd fought over the same thing before. It was nothing special. She just wanted to talk to Wang Xiu.
"Senior Brother!" She suddenly stopped, propping her chin in her hands. Her large, expressive eyes blinked as she gazed at his tombstone. "Time passes so slowly," she said earnestly. "It's been less than half a year, but I feel like you've been sleeping here for a hundred years!"
HUM!
A brilliant light suddenly flashed before Ji Zidian's eyes. It was so fast it seemed like an illusion. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but the light was gone.
It seems it really was an illusion.
Ji Zidian pouted and sat for a while longer before getting up to leave.
「...」
The area fell silent once more.
No one noticed that at the very moment Ji Zidian turned to leave, an extremely dazzling radiance burst forth from beneath the grave. It pulsed with vigorous life, as beautiful as the finest ancient jade.
「Inside the jade coffin.」
The space was not pitch black. It was filled with flowing light, incredibly sacred and radiant.
Wang Xiu's form was no longer visible, enveloped in countless rays of light that formed a giant cocoon. Only in the fleeting shimmer of light could one vaguely see his face.
At this moment, there was not a hint of weakness or pallor about him. On the contrary, his blood flowed strong, his complexion was rosy, and his skin glowed like warm jade. His entire body was covered in dense, mysterious runes that emitted an ineffable Dao Yun, like a green lotus about to bloom amidst the primordial Chaos.
His injuries were mostly healed. The damage to his origin had also completely recovered. Though the lifespan he had expended had not been fully replenished, the impact was no longer significant. If he wished, he could stand up right now.
The effects of the perfected Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture far exceeded his expectations. The only reason he hadn't left the coffin was that he was currently enjoying a tremendous Creation.
The Green Lotus Heaven-Mending Art.
It was a supreme secret technique within the Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture. This technique allowed cultivators to undergo nirvana, especially those with a damaged origin, innate deficiencies, or severe injuries. They would not only heal completely but also emerge stronger than before.
Previously, Wang Xiu had rarely been injured, so he never had the chance to try it. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Now that I've finally suffered a serious injury and met the requirements, how could I let this opportunity go to waste? Wouldn't that be a colossal waste?
And so, Wang Xiu made a decisive choice: he would undergo nirvana.
「...」
At this moment, vitality surged within him. Endless mystical light and runes enveloped every corner of his body. He heard his own heart beating like a war drum and his own blood rushing like a great river. He felt as if countless Stars were rotating within his body. A monumental force was slowly awakening inside him.
Suddenly, an unharmonious gleam of light appeared in the space. The light was faint, yet it carried an indescribably powerful aura. It was like a sovereign of Heaven and Earth from a bygone era, announcing its presence.
Is that... the Dragon Scale?
Wang Xiu was taken aback. The source of the light was the Ancient Dragon Scale on his chest. It seemed to have awakened, affected by the surging life force. It shone with a multicolored light, its aura ancient and mighty.
Could it be? Is that Old Dragon still alive? Wang Xiu's heart skipped a beat.
That Ancient Dragon was incredibly powerful, as if it didn't belong to this era. Even after being dead for countless years, it still retained an immortal might. He had never fully understood the Ancient Dragon Scale, yet it had saved his life several times. It could instantly dissolve the spiritual pressure of an Earth Immortal. It was definitely extraordinary.
A single dragon scale is already this powerful. If it were to truly awaken, how terrifying would that be?
But he quickly came to his senses and stopped scaring himself. That dragon was long dead; not even a remnant of its soul remained. Its corpse had, over countless years, engendered a new consciousness—a fragmented spirit—but before it could grow, Wang Xiu had obliterated it using the Ming Emperor's Prison-Suppressing Scripture. Wang Xiu had faith in the Ming Emperor's Prison-Suppressing Scripture. If the Old Dragon truly had any chance of revival, he was certain he would have sensed something, even if he couldn't have dealt with it himself.







