Chapter 135: Death! Simulation Ends, the Martial Sect!
A Void Creature, attacked from within its own mouth, opened its massive bloody maw. A powerful suction force erupted from its abdomen, trying to drag you into its belly.
Through the creature’s gaping mouth, you saw the old man. He was also within range of the Void Creature’s attack, struggling with all his might against the suction.
Your hands gripped the Immortal Sword embedded in the Void Creature’s oral cavity, keeping yourself from being pulled into its stomach.
“You little beast! Of all things to provoke, you had to provoke a Taotie!” The old man’s cursing voice carried over. Under this suction, even as a Fusion realm cultivator, he could not hold out much longer.
To save his life, the old man released a mark that was sucked into the Taotie’s mouth and struck you. You felt as though struck by lightning, and the Immortal Sword in your hands nearly slipped.
Even with the physical strength of the Return-to-Void realm, after taking this blow, your body was torn to pieces, nearly bursting into a mist of blood!
You could already feel that you were gravely wounded, with little time left. Ruthlessness surged in your heart, and you directly used the Life-Seizing Origin-Restoring Art, absorbing all energy in the void to rapidly recover your injuries.
Vast energies of every kind were absorbed by you, bringing irreversible damage to your body’s interior. You paid it no mind, pouring all your spiritual power into the Immortal Sword in your hands to stimulate a sliver of its power to the maximum!
The Immortal Sword, after all, had the word “Immortal” attached to it. Though it could not gravely wound the Taotie, it could at least make the Taotie feel pain.
Stung by pain once more, the Taotie’s suction grew even stronger. Even the Immortal Sword in your hands could not remain, and was directly sucked in!
In the instant you entered the Taotie’s belly, you saw the old man’s figure also appear within the Taotie’s mouth!
You closed your eyes in satisfaction, quietly awaiting death.
Your body turned into a puddle of mud. You died. Simulation ended.
“Obtained late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation!”
“Obtained early-stage Return-to-Void physical strength.”
“Obtained half-step Return-to-Void Primordial Spirit power.”
“Obtained two thousand layers of heaven Martial Dao cultivation.”
“Obtained eight-dan chess skill.”
“Obtained Profound-rank artifact refining technique.”
“Obtained the grandmaster version of the Nine Firmament Zither-Sound Art.”
“Obtained two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones.”
“Obtained over a hundred Earth-rank magical artifacts.”
“Obtained a hundred volumes of various Martial Dao techniques.”
“Obtained one mount: Xiao Long, near-death version.”
“Obtained one perfected Law of Lightning Mark.”
“Obtained a trace of the Heavenly Dao’s authority.”
“Obtained a trace of Great Vehicle stage Heavenly Lightning power.”
“Obtained all cultivation insights.”
“Obtained…”
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This was the longest simulation Ye Xiao had ever run, and the one that yielded the most rewards.
By the time Ye Xiao finished digesting all the rewards from this simulation, half a day had passed.
“Wait, near-death version Xiao Long???” Ye Xiao finally snapped to his senses. How could even a mount be brought back?
This was the first time Ye Xiao had brought a living being out of a simulation, which made him couldn’t help but doubt the authenticity of the simulations!
Is it purely a false simulation, or did I transmigrate to a parallel world?
Ye Xiao thought for a while but had no clue, so he could only set it aside for now.
Looking at Xiao Long lying on the ground before him, Ye Xiao knew it was only gravely wounded and unconscious, so he left it alone.
Ye Xiao took out the Martial Dao techniques, recalling his promise to the Old Village Chief and the others. Though it was only a matter of the simulation, a gentleman’s word was his bond!
Ye Xiao’s figure flickered, and he appeared above the Azure Cloud Sect. Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, he waved his hand and instantly cleaned them all away.
Taking out a piece of wood stained with Dragon Blood, Ye Xiao whittled it into a sect plaque. Using his physical strength, he carved two large characters: Martial Sect!
“Three months from now, the Martial Sect will open its immortal gates wide and recruit heroes from all under heaven!”
“No age limit, no spirit root requirements, no resource fees! All who pass the assessment may enter my Martial Sect to cultivate!”
Ye Xiao’s voice spread outward from the Martial Sect, audible within a hundred thousand li.
And above the sect, two large characters condensed from spiritual power — Martial Sect — appeared in the sky, pointing the way for all disciples who came!
“Who dares make such a racket in my Azure Cloud Sect!” From within the Azure Cloud Sect’s forbidden grounds, the Azure Cloud Sect’s Ancestor, long in seclusion, emerged!
Ye Xiao heard this, his brow furrowed slightly. His right hand reached toward the Azure Cloud Sect Ancestor, and a dignified Spirit Transformation cultivator was directly pulled before Ye Xiao.
“I hadn’t gotten around to looking for you yet. I didn’t expect you to come knocking on your own!”
“Sen-Senior, this junior knows his mistake. This junior failed to recognize Mount Tai. I beg Senior to spare this junior’s life!” The Azure Cloud Sect Ancestor hurriedly knelt and begged for mercy. In the face of such an overwhelming gap in strength, dignity no longer mattered.
Ye Xiao reached out and took the Human Sovereign Banner, waving it at the Azure Cloud Sect Ancestor. The soul of a dignified early-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator was directly sucked into the Human Sovereign Banner, becoming a soulless puppet.
“The sect happens to be missing a gatekeeper. You’ll do as the gatekeeper!” Ye Xiao refined the Azure Cloud Sect Ancestor’s corpse slightly, tossed it outside the sect gate, and set it to guard the entrance.
Having dealt with the Azure Cloud Sect Ancestor, Ye Xiao began overhauling the entire Azure Cloud Sect.
“You—who are you!” Bai Ruoxi looked at the suddenly appearing Ye Xiao, extremely tense.
Without another word, Ye Xiao knocked her unconscious and threw her out, then began overhauling the entire Treasure Pavilion.
Based on the level of the Martial Dao techniques, Ye Xiao divided the Martial Sect into the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends — a total of one hundred and eight mountain peaks!
Ye Xiao himself opened a peak alone, personally teaching the Old Village Chief’s technique, the Yi Jin Jing!
With Ye Xiao’s current cultivation, he could already move mountains and fill seas. Even shifting mountains posed no problem.
One hundred and nine mountain peaks rose one by one from within the sect, piercing straight into the clouds!
Ye Xiao took rice seeds from his storage ring and opened a rice paddy in the sect’s forbidden grounds, scattering the seeds.
These rice seeds ordinarily grew entirely by absorbing the qi and blood of Martial Dao cultivators!
The more disciples in the sect, and the more vigorous their qi and blood, the better the rice’s effects would be!
Ye Xiao then took out over a hundred eggs. These were from chickens bearing a trace of the Phoenix Bloodline. Eating them could enhance physical strength and strengthen one’s qi and blood, greatly benefiting Martial Dao cultivation.
All of these things had been gifted to him by the village’s Martial Dao cultivators before he left the village, all so that their Martial Dao inheritance could continue!
Having done all this, Ye Xiao began setting up formations within the sect to serve as the Sect-Protecting Grand Formation!
The Azure Cloud Sect, originally a holy land of evil cultivators, had been so thoroughly remodeled by Ye Xiao that it now had a touch of immortal sect grandeur.
Ye Xiao sat cross-legged in the air above the sect, quietly waiting for the simulation System’s cooldown to end.