"This is crazy..."
Outside the simulation, Chen Yi counted on his fingers and was dumbfounded!
"The Sword Master of the Eastern Wasteland is my mentor, the Great Khan of the Northern Territory is my blood brother, the Empress of the Southern Frontier is my confidante, and the Emperor of the Central Plains... I saved his life!"
This background is so solid, it's absolutely ridiculous!
"What about Western Liang? I have connections in four of the five domains; there's no reason I shouldn't have any in Western Liang, right?"
[You calculated and realized that the big shots of the five domains all have a positive relationship with you, except for Western Liang.]
[So you simply asked.]
["Big brother, have there been any major changes in Western Liang in recent years?"]
[Chen Jing thought for a moment.]
["Isn't Western Liang still the same? A group of spiritual weapons that betrayed their masters unified three religious nations and created a nation of spiritual weapons. It's actually a miracle that it has been running for twenty years without collapsing."]
"Well then!!"
That batch of spiritual weapons that were awakened by the Spirit of the Earth actually founded a nation!
But their spiritual leader, the Myriad Soul Banner, is Chen Yi's subordinate!
"I don't even know how I'm going to die this time."
Probably only of old age.
Before the simulation, Chen Yi thought about maintaining his connections with the Sword Master and the Empress.
As a result, fifty years into the simulation, looking back, he suddenly realized that the entire five domains were his connections!
You could say that people like Li Lingyue and Chen Jing were blessed with great providence.
What was the use?
I'll just cling to their coattails!
And reap the rewards without lifting a finger!
[Hearing that the spiritual weapons had founded a nation, the Myriad Soul Banner inside your body was so excited that it almost revealed its true form.]
["Jiejiejie! The bros succeeded! I told you that founding a nation for spiritual weapons was a viable idea!"]
[Da Chun asked a question.]
["Then who is their king?"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner reacted.]
["That's right! Who is their king? Who stole my throne!
Damn it!!
Chen Yi! Hurry up and take me to Western Liang. I don't want to prove how great I am, I just want to take back everything that belongs to me!"]
[You ignored the Myriad Soul Banner and let it jump around.]
["Fourth brother, the days ahead in the Central Plains won't be peaceful. You should stay in the Northern Territory. I'll give you a hundred thousand acres of pasture. You can herd sheep, live without worrying about food and clothing, and enjoy your old age in peace."]
[Chen Jing said this because, looking at your elderly appearance, he felt you didn't have much chance to continue improving.]
[It would be better to just retire and avoid taking detours.]
["Big brother, I want to cultivate!"]
[Although the Northern Territory wasn't as prosperous as the Central Plains, as the Great Khan, it wasn't a big problem for Chen Jing to support his blood brother's cultivation.]
[You didn't ask for much, mainly alchemy materials.]
[You wanted to use the Nine Provinces Cauldron to refine pills that increased cultivation.]
[In addition, you also needed the Myriad Soul Banner to refine souls and feed back energy.]
[Therefore, after receiving a storage ring full of spiritual plant materials from Chen Jing, you prepared to leave the Northern Territory.]
[You were going to the Eastern Wasteland.]
[Year 51, 69 years old.]
[Extracting traits...]
[Extraction successful!]
[Adjust traits?]
[Yes/No]
["1v2" (Green Rare): When you duel with an enemy, your vitality decreases by 50%, but if there are two enemies, your vitality increases by 150%.]
[You replaced "Man and Sword as One" with "The Older, The Luckier".]
["Fourth brother, do you really have to go? It wasn't easy for us brothers to reunite, and our third sister will be brought over soon. Why leave now?"]
["Big brother, I might come back in a few days. Think about what I told you before."]
[You had already told Chen Jing that the Demon Race would attack the five domains in a few years.]
[From a personal standpoint, Chen Jing was willing to believe you.]
[But he couldn't forcibly pull back the Northern Territory soldiers who were already deeply involved in the battlefield and ask them to go to the Eastern Wasteland to defend.]
[On one hand, as a commander, he couldn't issue such a bizarre order.]
[On the other hand, retreating now would lead to being chased and killed from behind by the Central Plains army, resulting in heavy casualties.]
["Fourth brother, if you can convince the major sects, or even the Central Plains and the Southern Frontier, to believe this, then your big brother will definitely support you with all his might."]
[You smiled bitterly.]
["I'm just afraid they think the same way."]
[You flew on your sword, heading east.]
[After arriving in the Eastern Wasteland, you went on a killing spree, fiercely collecting a wave of demon souls.]
[During this period, the Myriad Soul Banner operated at full capacity, frantically feeding back cultivation. Now at the immortal artifact level, the Myriad Soul Banner's efficiency was top-notch.]
[Coupled with you using the Nine Provinces Cauldron to refine pills every day to assist your cultivation.]
[But it was still a drop in the bucket, and your cultivation grew very slowly.]
[This was the low-grade bone structure. The resources were good, but the absorption rate was too low.]
["I haven't even reached the peak of the realm, why do I feel stuck? It must be because there aren't enough demon souls. I need to kill more and stronger demons."]
[The demons of the Eastern Wasteland suffered terribly.]
["Demon's Bane is back!"]
[Year 52, 70 years old.]
[Triggered the effect of "The Older, The Luckier"!]
[Extracting traits...]
[Extraction successful!]
["Private Customization" (Golden Legendary): You can choose any golden trait from the golden trait pool to replace this trait. This trait cannot be drawn repeatedly.]
[Adjust traits?]
[Yes/No]
Outside the simulation, Chen Yi widened his eyes.
"There's actually such a trait?"
I must equip it!
Choose any golden trait, and then trade one for one!
"Is there a High-Grade Bone Structure?"
Low-Grade Bone Structure was a rare trait.
Logically speaking, it would be very reasonable to have a Mid-Grade Bone Structure in the epic traits and a High-Grade Bone Structure in the legendary traits.
Whether inside or outside the simulation, Chen Yi could feel that the Low-Grade Bone Structure was limiting his cultivation too much now.
If he couldn't improve his bone structure.
Even if he obtained more and fiercer traits, without a basic panel to support them, it would be a castle in the air.
Therefore, Chen Yi believed that his simulated self would make the same choice as his reality self.
[You replaced "The Older, The Luckier" with "Private Customization".]
[You didn't hesitate to activate the effect of "Private Customization".]
[Golden traits, as bright as stars, appeared before you one by one.]
["There are actually this many!"]
[Those lines of text, each one made your blood boil as you read them.]
[Thinking that sooner or later, you could draw all of them into your pocket, excited tears flowed from the corners of your mouth.]
["High-Grade Bone Structure!"]
[You saw it!]
[In this all-star lineup, you saw the words you had been yearning for.]
[Even if the other golden traits had stronger effects, none directly improved cultivation.]
[To improve your realm, the only way was to obtain a stronger bone structure!]
[You chose to overwrite "Private Customization" with "High-Grade Bone Structure".]
[You equipped two traits with the same effect, the one with the higher quality took effect.]
[At this moment, you felt as if some kind of change had occurred in your body.]
[This change was indescribable.]
[It was like the moment a long-term nearsighted person suddenly stopped being nearsighted and could see things clearly in the distance.]
[You quickly adapted to this change.]
[When you once again took pills and refined demon souls to obtain cultivation.]
[Your cultivation grows at such a blistering pace that you cannot help but hum in delight!]
["Oh! So this is what having high-tier bone aptitude feels like! This is so exhilarating~"]

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”