Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 698: The 345th - : The True Primordial_1

Wang Xiu gazed at the scene before him. Looking at Ji Zidian, who seemed like a completely different person from the one he once knew, he couldn't help but sigh, "Why must it be like this?"

Having achieved All Things as One, his eyes could probe into the origin of all things. Now, with just a glance, he could see the old wounds accumulated within Ji Zidian's body. Her problems were as numerous as the hairs on a bull; although her Realm was extremely high and her combat strength would not be weak, it all came at the cost of her life's essence.

If she did not find a way to recuperate, she would undoubtedly suffer from a persistent ailment, leading to endless troubles in the future. At best, her path of cultivation would be hopeless. At worst, her very life would be in danger.

Just then, Ji Zidian's cold and stern expression suddenly gave way to surprise. She "looked" toward Wang Xiu, her eyes filled with joy. "Senior Brother!"

Her words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, shattering the scene before him. The image reassembled, and the scenes continued to change.

Wang Xiu then saw Yu Xiaolong. Through a window, he watched as Yu Xiaolong leaned over a desk, writing something with a serious expression. He looked much more mature than before, not at all like the person he remembered.

Following that, he saw his master, Luo Binglan. She was engaged in a magical battle with an Earth Immortal Level expert, her axe as swift as lightning, sending her opponent fleeing in a panic.

Then there was Snow Ancestor!

And Sect Leader Uncle!

He even saw the sunless Demon Realm, where a group of fanatical demons fervently worshipped a demonic statue, their crazed shouts uttering phrases like "Nicholas."

He also saw Xiao Qingyu in the Cangyuan Realm. She was still as beautiful and enchanting, but the look in her eyes had softened. She was handling Sect duties while gently stroking her slightly bulging abdomen.

Is she pregnant?

Wang Xiu was slightly startled. The physique of a Cultivator is entirely different from that of a mortal. The time required for conception alone is extremely lengthy. This process becomes even more difficult the higher the parents' Cultivation Level and the more unique their constitution.

That year, on the eve of his departure, Xiao Qingyu had asked Wang Xiu to leave her with something to remember him by. Wang Xiu did not refuse, and so they shared a night of joy. But Wang Xiu guessed that even with his Cultivation Level and physique at the time, conceiving was not so simple. To succeed in one try was harder than an Emperor Armament falling from the sky.

Wang Xiu stared at Xiao Qingyu for a while longer and then understood.

So that's it. Senior Sister Xiao possesses such a unique constitution, and combined with a secret technique… no wonder!

Before he could take a longer look at Xiao Qingyu, the scene before him uncontrollably dissipated.

***

This time, he was in a dimly lit corridor where Ye Guhong was walking.

Ye Guhong mused to himself, his eyes as bright as starlight. All preparations are ready. We are only waiting for Your Majesty's return!

At this moment, the Ye Guhong that Wang Xiu "saw" was glowing from head to toe, so dazzling he seemed to be wrapped in a bright ball of light. Wang Xiu's gaze pierced through to the origin and immediately saw the essence of that light: it was the Power of Faith, pure to the utmost degree.

The Power of Faith was not only astonishingly pure—the purest Wang Xiu had ever seen in his life—but it also seemed different from the faith of other beings. It presented itself as a deep crimson color. It manifested as a crimson river flowing from the top of his head, transforming into a celestial river, continuous and unending.

Such terrifying faith!

Wang Xiu was astonished. He had never imagined that someone as proud and aloof as Ye Guhong could even have faith in anything. With a thought, his perspective soared into the sky, focusing on that river of faith. He discovered that at one point, it split in two, extending in different directions.

One of those paths ended at Wang Xiu himself.

Wang Xiu was utterly bewildered. He… believes in me?

He and Ye Guhong were friends, but theirs was a gentlemanly friendship—they'd never even been to a Brothel together. Their interactions hadn't been that frequent.

Why would he have faith in me?

Wang Xiu stroked his chin, finding the situation stranger the more he thought about it. Considering the terrifying intensity of Ye Guhong's faith, this was definitely not the low-level belief of mortals who simply worship whoever seems most powerful. It had reached an almost fanatical level.

In other words, if Wang Xiu were to demand he die on the spot, his only hesitation would be in choosing how to do it.

He couldn't figure it out, his gaze suddenly falling on the other river of faith extending from Ye Guhong. Faith like this cannot be cultivated in a day. Who is the other person Ye Guhong believes in?

His thoughts stirred, and his consciousness traveled, swiftly tracing that river of faith to its source.

He arrived in a cold, pitch-black world.

A tall, slender figure with loose, flowing hair appeared before Wang Xiu's "eyes."

This is…

Wang Xiu's pupils contracted. The aura emanating from this figure was incredibly ancient and powerful. Most important was his origin. It was as dazzling as the great sun itself—even more brilliant than the origin of the heavens, the earth, and all the Stars in the firmament.

"Who?"

The person suddenly opened their eyes. Their gaze was calm and indifferent, yet an indescribable majesty radiated from them, as if it could command all living beings to submit and make heaven and earth tremble at their feet. Wang Xiu even had the feeling that if this person so wished, this vast world could be held in the palm of their hand.

His eyes were a startling, clear black and white, their divine light piercing through the void. Following that invisible connection, his gaze landed upon Wang Xiu.

At that moment, a wondrous feeling emerged in the depths of Wang Xiu's heart.

It wasn't a connection from a past or present life. Nor was it some old karma from a bygone era.

It was like looking into a mirror.

The sensation was bizarre. They looked completely different, and their temperaments were worlds apart, yet Wang Xiu just felt that there was something about them that was very, very similar.

Neither of them spoke. They simply gazed at each other in silence.

Wang Xiu also saw a look of surprise in the other's eyes.

One breath passed. Then another.

All the images dissipated, as if waking from a grand dream.

***

Wang Xiu was certain it hadn't been a dream. Nor was it an illusion. No illusion in the world could be that real.

He lifted his head from Nie Linglan's pale, soft thigh and sat up. He gazed at the completely darkened sky over the mountaintop, lost in contemplation.

Why had he seen those images just now?

He sat cross-legged and turned his senses inward, contemplating his own state. Using his ability to probe the origin of all things, he examined his condition.

Slowly, an answer began to form.

Faith, longing, hatred… all my karma, every thread of connection, can I perceive it all as clearly as fire? Is this… the power of the final step of the Flawless Immortal Path—Body Generates Primordial Chaos?

Wang Xiu couldn't help but let out a long, heartfelt sigh. So, the final step of the Flawless Immortal Path, which he had been diligently studying but had failed to grasp, had already begun to quietly sprout within him.

The Primordial Chaos: where vital energy is yet undivided, where Chaos is one—the very beginning of vital energy!

If one's own body is the Primordial Chaos, then everyone he knows, every cause and effect he touches—past and future—all become part of a primordial world born from this singular "One."

Wang Xiu had previously speculated that this step involved creating a small world within one's body, as both the Daoist School and the Buddhist Sect use the term Primordial Chaos to refer to a world.

But now, it seemed that was not the case. The so-called "world" was merely a narrow definition of Primordial Chaos.

The broad definition of Primordial Chaos… refers to the beginning of all things.