"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~"]
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
