[Year 26, age 50.]
[You don't stay in the mountains every day.]
[On days when "Martin's Morning" transforms you into a non-human race, you occasionally wander into nearby villages and towns.]
[By peddling the pills you refined yourself, you can trade for some Source Stones, and then use Source Stones to buy everyday necessities.]
[Granted, you don't really need necessities when living in the wild, but even grilled meat needs a pinch of salt to taste good, right?]
[When visiting villages, you also enthusiastically strike up conversations with fellow cultivators, learning more about the situation on this planet.]
[This planet has no nations; instead, it operates under a sect-ruled system.]
[That is, all land belongs to the various major sects. They both recruit disciples and train cultivators, while also maintaining government-like institutions to manage the territory, people, economy, construction, and so on within their jurisdiction.]
[Firelight Star is home to an immense number of sects, each ruling its own patch of land like pieces of a fragmented puzzle.]
[Among them, three sects stand above the rest in power.]
[The Dragonflame Sect led by the Dragonfolk, the Featherfall Sect led by the Winged, and the Azure Hill Sect led by the Three-Eyed.]
[The planet's only starport is jointly managed by these three.]
[Whoever controls the starport controls access to the planet, and the wealth and power that comes with it is immense, as one might imagine.]
["Once I hit a bottleneck in my cultivation, I'll have to find a way to infiltrate a sect. Otherwise, I have absolutely no clue how to condense Qi into a Pill..." ]
[For now, you can't solve the identity problem, and you haven't felt a bottleneck in your cultivation yet, so you're in no hurry to dig deeper into this matter.]
Days passed one after another.
In the simulation, Chen Yi lived a life akin to an ascetic monk, diligently improving his cultivation.
At the same time, he was also accumulating wealth.
With his clone helping to gather materials, and occasionally robbing some unfortunate alien races, Chen Yi finally managed to amass a decent stockpile of cultivation resources.
Once, he robbed a big fish and obtained an extremely precious spirit treasure — a storage pouch!
A plain gray, shabby little sack, even with patches on it.
But this thing was a spirit treasure.
The immortal artifacts of the Void Realm corresponded to high-grade magic tools in the Material Realm, not even worthy of being called spirit treasures.
The storage pouch had a good reason to be high-end: it contained a small internal space. Under the suppression of this realm's laws, what else could it be but a treasure?
Furthermore, Chen Yi also learned that spirit treasures in the Material Realm came in two categories.
One was called Acquired Spirit Treasures, the other Innate Spirit Treasures.
Acquired Spirit Treasures were further divided into grades: Common, Rare, Epic, and Legendary.
Do these names look oddly familiar?
They were the same as the quality names for traits!
This was the second time Chen Yi had discovered elements in the Material Realm that seemed connected to the trait system.
With the storage pouch, Chen Yi's storage problems were finally solved.
The original owner of this pouch was a Ninth-Turn Core Refining expert.
His combat ability was quite formidable — the kind of powerhouse who could fight above his own tier.
Unfortunately, he wasn't of the human race.
Running into Chen Yi was the worst luck he could have had.
But that fellow wasn't easy to kill. In the end, he blew up his own body to force Chen Yi back, leaving behind only a single Core that escaped by flight.
Failing to eliminate the root of the problem, Chen Yi deeply regretted it.
This also served as a reminder: when dealing with cultivators above the Core Refining stage, always watch out for their "Core escape."
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed.
Chen Yi cultivated relentlessly, with trait speed boosts and heavy pill consumption. His true cultivation finally reached the Ninth-Turn Peak of Qi Refining!
At this point, a bottleneck appeared.
He had no idea how to elevate True Qi into Prime Qi, nor how to condense Qi to form a Core.
The cultivators he encountered in villages and towns were at most at the Qi Refining stage.
When he talked with them, they could only say "condense Qi to form a Core" — ask them how, and they'd just be bluffing, unable to explain anything substantive.
Chen Yi knew it was time to stop working behind closed doors. He needed to seek guidance from someone truly skilled.
[Year 36, age 60.]
[Extracting trait...]
[Triggered "The Older, The Luckier" effect!]
[Extraction successful!]
["Crossdressing Master" (Purple Epic): When you fight in female attire, you passively exude a special charm. Enemies will be severely disrupted by violent nausea and eye-burning pain. If combined with the "Seven Captures of Meng Huo" trait, enemies will be captivated by your beauty — unable to tell male from female — and will fervently pursue you.]
[Adjust traits?]
[Yes / No]
"What the hell..."
After waiting all the way to his sixtieth year to finally use "The Older, The Luckier" to guarantee a rare trait, the first thing he got was this.
At first glance, an Epic trait got Chen Yi excited.
Then he read the description and deflated.
Against high-realm cultivators, this probably wouldn't work at all. Their minds were too firm — "vomiting" and "eye-burning" definitely wouldn't take effect.
Still, an Epic trait couldn't possibly be a conceptual-level power either.
[You replaced "Bad News in the Martial World" with "Dragonbane."]
[You replaced "The Older, The Luckier" with "Reverse Engineering."]
[You replaced "Martin's Morning" with "Trait Slingshot."]
[You left the cave where you'd lived for over a decade.]
[You packed up the Source Stones and cultivation resources accumulated over the years into your storage pouch.]
[You had already learned the locations of the three great sects on Firelight Star. You planned to go to the Dragonflame Sect to seek apprenticeship and ask about breaking through the Core Formation stage.]
[Yes, that's the sect led by the Dragonfolk.]
[Nothing to be done — you know the Dragonfolk best, and with "Dragonbane" in hand, it'd be a waste not to go to their sect.]
[At a nearby cultivator's market, you spent a sum of Source Stones to buy a Yellow Thunder Hawk.]
[This was a spirit beast. With a wingspan of seven or eight meters and feathers colored like yellow lightning bolts, it earned its name.]
[The bird flew extremely fast — a hundred kilometers per square of meat — so cultivators often used them as mounts for travel.]
[In the Material Realm, not to mention flying, even walking felt more exhausting than in the Void Realm.]
[The Dragonflame Sect was quite a distance from your current location, so a mount was necessary.]
[Sitting on the Yellow Thunder Hawk's back, the fierce wind blew until drool ran from your mouth.]
[You casually set up a barrier formation on the bird's back to block the wind, which made things more comfortable.]
[Look at the Yellow Thunder Hawk beneath you, you thought of Black Wind, the horse you bought for ten taels of silver back in the day.]
["Hey, bird bro, can you talk?"]
[The Yellow Thunder Hawk ignored you.]
["Were you born able to speak, with considerable intelligence, but the moment you opened your mouth you were treated as a freak, so you dared not speak?"]
[The Yellow Thunder Hawk ignored you.]
["Don't worry, I would never treat you as a freak. Let's become sworn brothers — I'll be the elder, you the younger. Blood brothers!""]
[The Yellow Thunder Hawk ignored you and dropped a pile of bird droppings.]
[You rolled your eyes. It seemed even maxed-out luck couldn't land that Black Wind situation every time.]
[Year 37, age 61.]
[You possess the innate talent of a Dragonfolk bloodline, so you can use the Mimicry ability from "Calamity of Ten Thousand Races" to transform your appearance into that of the Dragonfolk.]
[Now, you have arrived at the foot of the Heaven Demon Sect's mountain gate.]
["Ah! So this is the sovereign sect of us Dragon-Human folk! Truly majestic and imposing!"]
[Your acting remains top-notch, though slightly over the top.]
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!"
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?"
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!
