Starting Hand Yields a Mythical Item, Simulating an Avatar

In the past three hundred-plus chapters, we have witnessed Chen Yi’s five lives of struggle together.

The First Life, named “Survival”!

The warmth and coldness of human relationships, the hardships of the world, demons wreaking havoc, a life full of twists—at sixty he finally gained his bone structure, and at eighty he passed away peacefully in his bed.

Though he didn’t achieve great success, it laid the foundation for Chen Yi’s unyielding spirit, his refusal to ever bow his head to the crappy hand fate had dealt him!

The Second Life, named “Quest”!

He sought refuge with Third Sister, but was framed by a corrupt official, exiled to serve in the army. Through the eyes of a frontier soldier, he glimpsed a sliver of the chaos at the end of a declining dynasty.

In his pursuit of cultivation, he overdosed on pills, shortening his lifespan, but before death he slaughtered his way back to the starting point of this life, uncovering the truth behind the framing!

The Third Life, named “Demon Slaying”!

The Red-Haired Demon Slayer burst onto the scene!

At eighty, he took command, slaying demons for the people of the Five Realms. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner for demon-slaying and the Demon Refining Cauldron for human-killing—an epic confrontation!

The Fourth Life, named “Making a Name”!

He replaced Shen Qingshan, cleverly seizing opportunities from the Star Domain. Materialism was the natural nemesis of the Shen Family Ancestor.

At Cuiwei Mountain, facing the demon race with his back to the Five Realms, one battle made his name known across the world. The Networking King, immortal!

The Fifth Life, named “Resistance”!

From forging the super-immortal weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Golden Banner, up in the Star Domain, to stealing the bride—Empress Li Lingyue—of the Great Qian Dynasty down below.

Ranging across the human world, scheming for a lifetime, he fought a decisive battle against the Dragonman race, shaking the world in every direction. Even on his deathbed, he was still eliminating alien enemies!

Now.

Starting today, we are going to tell you about matters concerning Art’s sixth brother, Tai…

No, that’s wrong.

Starting today, we will begin to recount the even more glorious and magnificent Sixth Life of Chen Yi!

[You have completed the guidance mission for this simulation and received a new simulation opportunity.]

[Starting equipment traits:

Prism— Simulator, Proficiency, Strengthen!, Calamity of Ten Thousand Races, Infinite White Porridge

Gold— Sternest Father to the Alien Race, Materialist Warrior, Civil War God, Heart of Steel, Super Saiyan, High-Level Bone Structure, Millennia Half-Emperor, Trait Slingshot

Purple— Hot-Tempered Physique, Arm of Qilin, Incredible Hulk, Signal Light, Eidetic Memory, This Knowledge of Mine Is All Mixed Up, Bad News Arrives in the Martial Arts Circle

Green—— Serious Punch]

[Simulation starts!]

[The pass is like iron in truth, but now we take the first step from the start!]

[From mortal to low-level bone structure to high-level bone structure, through layers of trials and struggles, reaching the Martial Saint realm.]

[From a laborer on the docks of Black Rock Gang to the Sword Bearer of the human world.]

[From facing off against thugs and corrupt officials to fighting alien armies.]

[From the ignorance of Baiyun County to the iron-fisted tactics of the ancient secret realm struggle for the path to immortality.]

[Your footprints have covered the human world, even reaching the Demon Realm and the Three-Headed Realm.]

[Now, in pursuit of higher realms, to see a vaster world, and to build even greater connections…]

[You are about to set out on a new journey…]

[Year One, Age Twenty-Five.]

[Drawing traits…]

[Drawing successful!]

[Simulated Clone (Prism Mythic):

Kid, tired of fighting alone?

Starting today, you can summon versions of yourself from the end of past simulations at any time, turning them into your clones!

Clones can be summoned or withdrawn at any time. Summoning is only possible close to you, but withdrawal can be done regardless of distance.

Clones will not die of old age. If they die from other causes, you must wait one day before summoning them again.

Clones cannot use traits. Their abilities and combat power are fixed and unchanging (they cannot cultivate, improve skill proficiency, or learn new things).

Clones are loyal to the main body, unconditionally executing any orders. They will not harm the main body, and absolutely will not cuckold the main body!

As your realm improves, special abilities related to the clones will increase.

Old bastard, screw you?!]

[Do you wish to adjust traits?]

[Yes/No]

"What the hell?!"

Under the moonlight, in the courtyard of the Chen family estate, Chen Yi jumped a thousand meters into the air.

He was stunned.

Who would have thought the sixth simulation would start with a prism mythic trait handed to him?

What kind of heaven-defying luck was this?!

"Turning myself from the end of each simulation into clones? That means I’d have five of me—combat power multiplied by five? Hey wait, no…"

Chen Yi realized. The "Simulated Clone" summoned versions of himself from the end of each simulation. What kind of mess were those?

Chen One, eighty years old, Body Refining Stage, Level Three, teeth all fallen out, a decrepit old man on his deathbed.

Chen Two, fifty-six years old, Spirit Gathering Layer, Level Five. Not that old, but wrecked by pill toxicity, his foundation damaged, in terrible shape!

Chen Three, eighty-five years old, Golden Body Stage, Level One. Still fairly sturdy, since he could lead an army, but at the end, he’d been poisoned with Dragonman venom by Feng Yucheng, living from crisis to crisis!

Chen Four, ninety years old, Spirit Condensation Stage, Level Six. Even older, but in decent condition—he wasn’t killed by disease or poison, but beaten to death by a Dragonman Earth Venerable.

Still, at the Spirit Condensation Stage, ninety is already old age. Clones can’t use traits, so no "The Older, the Spicier" to counteract the effects of senility on combat power.

Chen Five—this was the most valuable clone.

A hundred and forty years old, Martial Saint, Mid-Stage!

The only problem was his lifespan was short, but the simulated clone wouldn’t die of old age. At worst, like Number Four, he’d have some aging issues.

"Old men and invalids—how much use can these five clones really be?"

Let’s see how the simulation self manages.

[You replaced Incredible Hulk with the Simulated Clone trait.]

[You were thrilled by the colored traits and tested them out right away.]

["Come out, my clones!!"]

[Five Chen Yis, dressed in the same clothes but with varying degrees of aging, appeared.]

[Chen One could barely stand, lying on the ground groaning.]

["Niu Boldness, this sky full of wind and snow is just like my bitter life. I... hey? Where’d you drop me?"]

[Chen Two was startled, touching his chest and looking around wildly.]

["Feng Yucheng! Just you wait! I’ll fucking kill you in my next life! Eh? I’m not dead?"]

[Chen Three lay on the ground, staring at a "letter" in his hand—which wasn’t actually there, since clones couldn’t bring items out of the simulation.]

["I have lived, I have fought, though I didn’t achieve everything, I hold no regrets. I hope in the next life I can make you happy... Hey? Why are there so many of me?"]

[Chen Four came out immediately starting to channel his power, attacking everywhere.]

["Dragonman race! You can win a thousand times, but I only need to win once! Black Wind! The Big Boss won’t forget you, I... Hey? Where’s that flashy-ass Dragonman Earth Venerable?"]

[Chen Five was different from the other four. He appeared directly in midair, arms behind his back, hovering aloft, exuding the aura of a big shot.]

["The night breeze gently sends, stirring my heart~ This song really has feeling. The kids sang well, Grandpa... Hey? Who are these old farts that look just like me?"]

[Chen Five looked at the few groaning selves on the ground, frowning slightly.]

[The clones chattered noisily, seemingly still confused about the situation.]

[As the main body, you spoke up.]

["I have one word—I ask you all to listen in silence!"]