Before reaching the Martial King realm, going to the Star Domain was extremely difficult, harder than ascending to the heavens.
But after reaching the Martial King realm, relying on a Martial King's brute strength to directly tear through the spatial barrier, going to the Star Domain was not difficult.
It was just that it might alert the Shen family, so caution was needed.
"For the simulation quest, I still have to make a trip to the Star Domain, but I must try to avoid contact with anyone from the Shen family. As for revealing the news of the Dragonkin to the Shen family, I'd better do that within the simulation."
In his heart, Chen Yi was willing to trust the character of the Shen Family Ancestor.
But it is better to be safe than sorry.
What if this Old Geezer had a sudden change of heart upon discovering that he had the ability to foresee the future?
Would he covet it?
Would he strike against him?
Even if the Shen Family Ancestor wouldn't, the massive Shen family was spread all over the Star Domain; with so many people, who knew if there were traitors?
With the simulation, there was no need to take such risks in reality.
When leaving the Scarlet Heart Sect, Chen Yi used a move of the Burning Cloud Hand, conjuring a flaming giant hand dozens of feet wide, and smashed the ancient tower hiding the Demonic Bridge Array to pieces with a single slap.
The disciples of the Scarlet Heart Sect, who were holding a funeral for their former sect master, were scared witless on the spot.
[Simulation Quest Progress: Destroy Dragonkin Strongholds (4/6)]
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Two months later.
Western Liang, Vajra Temple.
"This is too much! I have already followed your requirements and developed a county's worth of believers for you, why are you still not allowing me to enter the temple!"
At the entrance of the outer temple of the Vajra Temple, a young novice monk, wearing a somewhat dirty kasaya, was shouting angrily towards the inside of the temple.
Standing at the temple entrance were two middle-aged monks, beardless and hairless. Facing the young monk's roars, their faces showed no expression.
"Amitabha. Little master, this was merely a minor test, and yet you have violated the precept of anger. How can you enter our strictly regulated Vajra Temple?"
The young monk became even more furious.
"Bah! Save your breath about regulations! You are clearly exploiting everyone's yearning for the Vajra Temple to make us work for you for free! Shameless!"
A faint sneer appeared on the face of the middle-aged monk.
"If the little master cannot understand the Buddhist path, this poor monk also knows a bit of the martial path."
The young monk resentfully took a few steps back, pointing at the massive and resplendent Vajra Temple.
"Fine, fine, fine! What a great pillar of the Five Domains. I have finally seen through you!"
The young monk turned and left, so angry that his footsteps staggered.
The two monks stood at the door, watching his retreating back, and exchanged a glance, unable to hide their amusement.
"These fools are so easy to deceive."
"Now the two of us have added another mark to our merits for this month."
"Every day we just need to cultivate in peace, and there are countless fools lining up to help us complete our missionary merits, haha..."
Chen Yi stood in the air, his divine sense covering this temple, taking everything in.
The young monk from just now was naturally Zhenpin.
In front of Chen Yi was an old monk, also standing suspended in the air.
He was the abbot of this Vajra Temple below.
When Chen Yi appeared in the sky above this place, his divine sense detected the approach of a Martial King expert. He immediately flew up to investigate the situation, wanting to know if the newcomer harbored any ill intent.
Seeing that Chen Yi was only watching the ground from the sky, this abbot made no further movements.
The Vajra Temple was different from ordinary large sects; it was composed of many temples distributed in different locations.
Some temples were outer branches, and some were inner branches.
The one before them was an outer branch temple.
"Abbot Jingchen, there are quite a few people breaking precepts in your temple."
Jingchen wore a look of shame.
"Where there are a hundred people, there are all kinds of people. It is normal for this old monk's temple to have some parasites. I will punish them later. Was that little monk just now a friend of yours, sir?"
Jingchen noticed that Chen Yi's gaze had been fixed on Zhenpin, hence his speculation.
"You could say so."
"I see he very much wants to join the Vajra Temple to study. Since he is your friend and has passed our entrance test, this old monk will simply accept him into the temple."
"No need! Everyone has their own encounters. A blessing in disguise is hard to predict."
Chen Yi equipped the Human Body Detector.
He saw that Zhenpin had a special physique.
Ascetic Spirit Body: Does not rely on martial resources and can still obtain an extremely high cultivation speed. If resources are obtained, cultivation actually slows down.
Isn't this the innate holy body for a rogue cultivator?
Then it wasn't strange.
It was incredibly difficult for a rogue cultivator to reach the Golden Body Realm.
Yet Zhenpin, this rogue cultivator monk, could cultivate to the Soul Condensation Realm in the later stages!
Zhenpin's innate talent was high-grade.
This meant that, relying on his special physique, reaching the Soul Condensation Realm would not be difficult, but breaking through to the Martial King realm would be hard.
In this world, breaking through to the Martial King realm couldn't be done on one's own; one must have someone's support.
For Zhenpin, who possessed the Ascetic Spirit Body, this was somewhat contradictory.
How to step into the Martial King realm would definitely be an insurmountable mountain if he relied on himself.
In the red maple forest unique to Western Liang, Zhenpin was wandering around depressed.
"What Vajra Temple! Is acting like this worthy of the Buddha! What saving others and saving oneself, I see these damn bald donkeys are only saving themselves, bah!"
Suddenly, the sound of the wind rose around Zhenpin.
Fallen leaves on the ground rose up, swirling around a central point and forming a tornado of leaves.
Chen Yi slowly descended from above this tornado.
"Oh, young little monk, do you desire a serendipitous encounter?"
Chen Yi imitated the tone of the Myriad Soul Banner as he descended in front of Zhenpin.
Seeing Chen Yi with nothing beneath his feet, bobbing up and down in midair, combined with the atmosphere created by the fluttering red maple leaves filling the sky.
This was absolutely the posture of a supreme expert!
Even though he looked quite young and didn't quite fit the image of a mysterious old man in a novel.
"Are you a Martial King mighty figure?"
Chen Yi clasped his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.
"Exactly."
Zhenpin was extremely excited. He put his palms together and bowed deeply.
"This poor monk is Zhenpin! I wonder what guidance the mighty figure has for me?"
"Didn't I say it? I have a serendipitous encounter for you."
"Is that true?"
Currently, Zhenpin was only at the first layer of Spirit Gathering.
A serendipitous encounter bestowed by a Martial King bigshot was something he simply couldn't imagine.
"What could a little bal... little monk like you possibly have that I would covet? Why would I lie to you? It is just that you and I are fated, so this encounter must belong to you!"
"Thank you, Senior!
To think that my heart was devoted to the Buddha, wishing to join the Vajra Temple with the highest Buddhist attainments, only to be toyed with by them!
Now it seems that everything is the best arrangement of fate, hahaha..."
A few days later.
Following the route in his memory, Chen Yi brought Zhenpin to a mudflat by the Moon Radiance River in Western Liang.
The Dust-Forgetting Water was right here.
When Zhenpin approached, those strange water droplets appeared once again!
Chen Yi immediately took out a specially made vessel and stored them inside.
This vessel was forged by Chen Yi on his way to Western Liang when he passed through Divine Weapon County; he had casually found an artifact-refining sect and borrowed their venue and materials to forge it.
It was specifically for containing the Dust-Forgetting Water.
"Senior, is this water the serendipitous encounter you wanted to bestow upon me?"
"This encounter is too great for you to handle. Let me keep it safe for you."
"Ah, this..."
"I won't let you make this trip for nothing. Take this."
Chen Yi gave him the Shen family's three-piece Star set.
Three Earth-grade manuals for external arts, internal arts, and mental cultivation.
For a rogue cultivator, this could absolutely be considered a tremendous stroke of fortune.
After all, for a rogue cultivator to obtain a high-tier cultivation technique was already a miraculous blessing from their ancestors.

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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.”

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"