Cultivating with Bragging System

I failed to leave my name on the God and Demon Murals. The difficulty is unimaginable.

She wasn't disappointed, however. There are still chances. There are many more murals to come, so it's not certain that I'll fail at all of them.

At that thought, she took a deep breath. Her towering chest rose and fell gently as she calmed her heart, preparing to continue contemplating the murals.

"So easily amazed!" Li Zuoyue said, puffing out her chest with pride as she looked around. "This is my brother! Even Ye Guhong has to show him some respect. What's so strange about him leaving his name on a mural?"

Huang Yunchong was also full of swagger, his dark circles seemingly glowing. He crossed his arms and snorted, "Exactly! Forget just leaving a name, if our brother wanted to, he could leave behind an entire bloodline!"

[Ding!]

[Bragging detected nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +99!]

"If you don't know how to talk, then shut up!" Luo Hongyi's face darkened as she slapped Huang Yunchong, slamming him into the ground so hard he couldn't be pried out.

Why is it that whenever a good thing comes out of this guy's mouth, it always sounds so strange? He's simply toxic.

"He... he really succeeded?" Not far away, Chu You and the other prodigies from the Holy Realm were completely dumbstruck. Wang Xiu had actually left his name on the God and Demon Murals. Does this mean his potential and talent are truly not that far off from our Young Ancestor? This feels so surreal.

In their hearts, the Young Ancestor's status had always been supreme. It was a reverence that surpassed common sense and was difficult to describe with words. He was like the blazing sun of the Nine Heavens; even the stars and the bright moon could not compete with his brilliance.

The old ancestors were right. A great age is upon us... Chu You's black gemstone-like pupils shone, her breathing growing rapid and her long legs tensing straight. The appearance of even one such prodigy in an era was enough to be recorded in the ancient texts in bold, vivid detail. Now, there were two. This era was destined to be exceptionally brilliant, causing thousands of years, both past and future, to pale in comparison.

***

"Hey, what's going on? Why is that flame still burning?" a prodigy exclaimed, his pupils widening as he witnessed an incredible sight.

"They're gone! All the other names on the mural—they've all vanished!"

"What the hell!"

The names recorded on the God and Demon Murals, names of those who had once shone with incomparable brilliance throughout the long river of history, were now dimming and fading away.

Only Wang Xiu's name grew brighter and more dazzling until its radiance eclipsed everything else, becoming the one and only name left.

"What does this mean?"

"His is the only name left?"

"Could it be that all those powerhouses of the past are unworthy of being listed alongside him?"

"This is terrifying!"

It was indeed a chilling sight, causing everyone to break out in a cold sweat. The event was so far beyond their comprehension they couldn't even process it. For Wang Xiu's name to exist, the names of all other powerhouses had to disappear? They were simply erased!

"Just how monstrous is he?" Chu You gasped, her full chest heaving. It was no longer just shocking; even Ye Guhong's name had vanished. The scene was utterly inconceivable.

"Quick, report this to the Young Ancestor!" someone urged.

They hastily used a mystical communication method to contact Ye Guhong, who had already ventured deep into the Void Ancient Path.

"Young... Young Ancestor!"

"I told you not to disturb me unless it was something of extreme importance!" Ye Guhong's voice was calm, yet it carried an intimidating authority.

"There is! It's very important! It's about Wang Xiu..." the prodigy stammered, trembling.

"Oh?" Hearing that name, Ye Guhong's tone suddenly softened. "Did he leave his name on the God and Demon Murals?"

"Young Ancestor... how did you know?" the prodigy asked, surprised.

"I am a good judge of character. It's not surprising he has this kind of ability," Ye Guhong said confidently, his mood seeming to improve. "In this era, he is perhaps the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me!"

[Ding!]

[Bragging detected nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +555!]

"No, that's not it, Young Ancestor!" the prodigy's expression became strange.

"Hmm?"

"His name went up, but yours is gone!"

"Huh?" Ye Guhong raised his thick eyebrows, a look of utter astonishment on his face for the first time as he couldn't believe his ears.

Can a name left on the God and Demon Murals just disappear?

***

The glow from the first God and Demon Mural faded, and Wang Xiu slowly rose to his feet. He walked over to the second mural.

His immense Divine Soul appeared once more, towering and proud, and pushed its way into the world of the mural. It was still a vast, bleak expanse. This place seemed to be a continuation of the previous world, filled with scenes from the aftermath of a great cataclysm. Corpses were strewn everywhere, and the air was thick with the aura of death.

Suddenly, a holy light descended from the heavens, illuminating the land. Instantly, all life was renewed. The corpses of the Fierce Beasts and divine beings transformed into nutrients and merged with the world. New creatures emerged from their remains, growing and strengthening. It was a scene brimming with vitality.

In Wang Xiu's eyes, however, it carried a sense of desolation.

Destruction is a calamity, but is creation not also one?

The birth of new life inevitably meant the annihilation of the life from the old era. The more prosperous the new era, the more completely the old one vanished. If one were to say that after the great calamity of destruction, nothing but corpses remained, then after the birth of a new era, not even the corpses would exist. Every trace of their existence would disappear with time, until in every sense of the word, they would be utterly gone.

This was a form of destruction even more thorough than a natural disaster.

Perhaps because he had obtained the Daoist Character of Death, Wang Xiu suddenly gained a much deeper understanding of it all.

He shook his head and took a step forward.

The world shattered into countless fragments and dissipated into the void.

Another ancient rune appeared before his eyes. It was brimming with life and a sense of antiquity that brought joy to one's heart.

Just as he expected, the core of this mural was another Daoist Text.