Cultivating with Bragging System

Here, nothing slowed Wang Xiu's pace in the slightest.

Zhang Yuge, not realizing when he'd done it, had already lit a stick of Netherworld Incense to calm his nerves. "Phew..." he sighed. "Being Eldest Brother's sworn brother... the pressure is just too much!"

I originally thought that he and I, as brothers, could advance side-by-side. We would be like the sun and moon in the Firmament, shining together to illuminate an era. But now, Wang Xiu is already shining down from the Ninth Heaven, while I'm still stuck lighting up a ditch.

"Brother Zhang, give me one too. We need to cool off..." Li Zuoyue, Xiang Tiange, and the others also emerged.

"You're not contemplating the murals anymore?" Zhang Yuge asked, surprised. He was so preoccupied he didn't even notice Li Zuoyue's wandering hand draping over his shoulder.

"We'll definitely get back to it," Li Zuoyue said. "But we need a break first!"

His feelings were complicated. He'd always known Wang Xiu was a badass, but the level of that badassery had evolved several times over in the short time since they entered the Holy Realm. Now, he was the progenitor of all badasses! We're all geniuses. How can the gap between people be this huge?

"Give me one, too!" a dejected voice sounded. The newcomer was Bei Tangfeng.

"Brother Bei Tang... aren't you going to keep chasing Junior Brother Wang Xiu's pace?" Now it was Li Zuoyue and the others' turn to be surprised. Until moments ago, Bei Tangfeng had been all fired up, roaring to charge forward.

"Chase my ass! Is that a pace a human can even follow?" Bei Tangfeng's face darkened as he cursed, a rare occurrence for him.

His pride was great, and he could certainly take a hit from someone stronger than him. But no one told him the hit would be a damn meteor falling from the sky!

Aside from the first God and Demon Mural, Wang Xiu took less than a quarter of an hour to comprehend all the subsequent ones combined.

Who the hell could keep up with that? He's a complete freak!

And so, several sticks of Netherworld Incense were lit. In the dim light, a few glowing embers flickered, painting a scene of infinite sorrow.

...

The hall gradually fell quiet. The initial clamor had completely faded away. Everyone was numb.

It wasn't until the seventy-second God and Demon Mural blazed with a dazzling light that people belatedly realized what had happened: in less than half a day, Wang Xiu had comprehended all the murals in the front corridor!

Previously, it had taken Ye Guhong seven days to comprehend all the God and Demon Murals, a feat that had stunned the world and made them revere him as a divine talent.

But now, Wang Xiu had not only comprehended all the murals, he had also left his name on every single one.

A monster! He was a true monster!

Such a feat was unprecedented, and it was unlikely anyone would ever repeat it!

"He has entered the back corridor!"

"At this point, his speed should slow down, right?"

"The thirty-six God and Demon Murals in the back corridor are countless times more profound than those in the front. Even Ye Guhong only managed to comprehend nine of them..."

"He has to slow down! If he keeps up this pace, our hearts can't take it!"

"..."

BOOM!

Before their voices could fade...

A beam of light erupted from the back corridor and shot toward the heavens. It was dazzlingly direct, with tassels of radiance hanging down to the earth, golden lotuses blossoming from the ground, and visions of Demons and Gods filling the sky.

The first God and Demon Mural in the back corridor had been comprehended!

And judging by the commotion, it was obviously not an ordinary level of comprehension.

"There... there's a name! There's a name again!"

"..."

The crowd was completely numb, stupefied, and utterly speechless.

Oh, heavens. Where did this immortal come from? Please, just take him away! Compared to him, we all look like complete trash!

Amidst the swirling smoke, Li Zuoyue sighed. "Sigh... I knew it."

"Does Eldest Brother truly have no limits?" Zhang Yuge muttered, running a hand through his messy hair. He rubbed his forehead so hard he felt like he was about to go bald.

"Quick, quick! Light another one! I can't take this anymore!"

"If it's no trouble, could you light one for me, too...?" a pleasant female voice sounded, though it was tinged with exhaustion.

Li Xuanqi walked out slowly. She was beautiful and captivating, but her eyes held a deep sense of helplessness and bitterness.

Everyone: "..."