I Have a Cultivation Simulator

In the gloom of Wujian Hall, the Wujian Hall Master sat upon the main seat for a long while, lost in deep thought.

Evidently, his conversation with you over the past half day had left him quite unsettled.

After a long silence, his lips parted slightly.

Before long, True Monarch Qingtian walked in.

"Hall Master..."

Clad in elegant cyan scholar's robes and waving a feather fan, True Monarch Qingtian exuded the aura of a master strategist.

Unfortunately, a lingering deathly aura clouded his eyes, giving him an eerie, sinister air.

"What did True Monarch Qingyuan discuss with you, Hall Master?"

As a divination grandmaster, True Monarch Qingtian naturally noticed the Hall Master's unusual demeanor and asked.

The Wujian Hall Master fell silent for a moment before speaking in a heavy tone. "True Monarch Qingyuan intends to completely kill True Monarch Chongtian..."

True Monarch Qingtian's expression changed drastically.

True Monarch Chongtian was a peak Mid Stage True Monarch. Even if besieged by several Mid Stage True Monarchs, an expert of his caliber still had the means to escape with his life.

Completely kill him?

That was far, far too difficult.

"Does True Monarch Qingyuan want to invite you to join forces? This is ill-advised, Hall Master. If you make a move, Prince Zhennan definitely won't sit and watch. By then, he might directly shake the defense line of the Sky Rift Grand Canyon..."

True Monarch Qingtian said hastily.

Mobilizing several Mid Stage True Monarchs to completely slay True Monarch Chongtian would free up Prince Zhennan of the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty to act.

The consequences would be disastrous.

Not to mention, even if the Wujian Hall Master and True Monarch Qingyuan joined forces, there was little guarantee they could actually kill him.

They couldn't risk letting True Monarch Chongtian escape while helplessly watching Prince Zhennan tear through the Sky Rift Grand Canyon's defenses, leading to a crushing defeat.

The defense line of the Sky Rift Grand Canyon was a bulwark built by the Wujian Domain, Daluo Domain, and Baidi Domain at the cost of countless resources. It effectively stifled the advance of the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty's expeditionary army.

"He didn't invite me to join forces. Fellow Daoist Qingyuan only asked me to stall Prince Zhennan at the critical moment."

The Wujian Hall Master said, looking at True Monarch Qingtian.

"Just stall Prince Zhennan?"

True Monarch Qingtian was stunned.

"Then what about completely killing True Monarch Chongtian?"

True Monarch Qingtian immediately asked.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyuan said to leave that to him..."

The Wujian Hall Master's tone was incredibly strange. Although you hadn't stated it explicitly, how could the Hall Master fail to hear the absolute certainty you had in completely killing True Monarch Chongtian?

Completely killing him.

Not defeating him.

Not heavily injuring him.

And certainly not just leaving his dharma body behind.

Hearing this, True Monarch Qingtian also fell silent.

"Qingtian... you..."

The Wujian Hall Master looked at True Monarch Qingtian, hesitating to speak.

"Please spare me, Hall Master. I still want to live a few more years... Cough, cough..."

Catching the Wujian Hall Master's gaze, True Monarch Qingtian instantly knew what he was going to say and immediately refused.

Evidently, the Hall Master wanted True Monarch Qingtian to divine your future again to uncover the source of your confidence.

But after the bloody lesson from last time, how could True Monarch Qingtian dare to divine your fate again? If he uncovered some earth-shattering secret he wasn't supposed to know, losing a century or even just a few decades of his lifespan would push him straight to the brink of his mortal limit.

"Alright."

The Wujian Hall Master did not press the issue.

Although True Monarch Qingtian was only an Early Stage True Monarch—and one completely unskilled in combat at that—his status within the Wujian Hall was not the slightest bit lower than the Hall Master's.

At times, even the Hall Master had to defer to him.

"Since True Monarch Qingyuan only needs you to hold off Prince Zhennan, Hall Master, you might as well do as he says."

True Monarch Qingtian suggested. Even without a divination, he could deduce that this action wouldn't negatively impact the frontline war.

Whether you could actually kill True Monarch Chongtian was solely your own business. Holding off Prince Zhennan to protect the defense line was something the Hall Master had to do anyway.

The Wujian Hall Master nodded.

He thought the same.

Meanwhile, the rest of his conversation with you surfaced in his mind.

Aside from coordinating to stall Prince Zhennan, you had also negotiated the exact amount of merit points the Wujian Hall would award you for killing True Monarch Chongtian.

If you truly managed to kill True Monarch Chongtian, the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty wouldn't just lose a Mid Stage True Monarch's combat power; the blow to their morale would be far greater.

If even True Monarch Chongtian fell, what hope did their Early Stage True Monarchs have?

Therefore, the Wujian Hall Master had promised that as long as you could completely slay True Monarch Chongtian, your reward would absolutely satisfy you.

Jiuli Valley, inside the immortal cave.

"Hmm..."

You sat cross-legged, deep in thought.

The matter with the Wujian Hall Master was considered settled.

You hadn't revealed your intent to kill True Monarch Chongtian to the Wujian Hall Master out of blind trust.

Rather, you were certain that the Wujian Hall Master wanted to kill a Mid Stage True Monarch of the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty even more than you did.

Being in the same camp with aligned interests, it was impossible for the Wujian Hall Master to leak your intentions to the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty.

'Next, it's time to turn the harvest from this trip into actual combat power,' you thought to yourself.

After sending your possessed puppet on the trip to Wujian Hall, your divine soul's strength now had half a foot in the Late Nascent Soul Stage.

A stronger divine soul meant stronger soul attacks, and naturally, an increase in the number of Rank 4 puppets you could simultaneously control.

With your current divine soul strength, you could control ten Rank 4 puppets at the same time.

Ten Rank 4 puppets?

Even if they were only Rank 4 Lower Grade puppets, a quantitative change would trigger a qualitative leap.

Ten Rank 4 Lower Grade puppets, even if they only attacked casually together, would be enough to force a Mid Stage True Monarch to retreat.

Let alone the fact that the ten Rank 4 puppets under your control shared a single mind. Combined with a Rank 4 grand array, the might they could erupt with would be unimaginable.

'I'm still short two puppets...'

Currently, you possessed a total of eight Rank 4 puppets. You needed to forge two more.

As a Rank 4 puppet grandmaster, crafting a Rank 4 Lower Grade puppet was no difficult task.

Only the materials were precious.

However, having just slain True Monarch Yinxiao, you had obtained the entire net worth of a veteran Early Stage True Monarch. Coupled with what you had hoarded before...

...you could definitely scrape enough together.

Year 460. You were 477 years old.

You finally succeeded in crafting two more Rank 4 puppets.

"Ten Rank 4 puppets..."

A smile graced your face. These ten Rank 4 puppets accounted for one or two-tenths of all the resources and treasures you had earned since stepping into the Nascent Soul Stage.

The sheer amount of resources required to build a single Rank 4 puppet would be unbearable for an ordinary Early Stage Nascent Soul True Monarch, let alone ten.

'If I can advance to become a Rank 4 Middle Grade puppet grandmaster in the future, I can absolutely use these Rank 4 Lower Grade puppets as a foundation and upgrade them into Rank 4 Middle Grade puppets...' you thought to yourself.

The Dao of Puppetry was different from the Dao of Alchemy or Talismans; its materials could be recycled and reused.

The cost to upgrade a Rank 4 Lower Grade puppet to Rank 4 Middle Grade was far lower than crafting a Rank 4 Middle Grade puppet from scratch.

A few days later, you walked out of your immortal cave, concluding your secluded cultivation.

After you bathed and changed your clothes, Li Yan came over personally to serve you, brewing tea and playing the zither.

The sparse, melodious notes of the zither brought your state of mind to a perfect, restrained tranquility.

When the song ended...

You smiled at Li Yan. "Yan'er's musical skills have improved once again..."

After she entered the Nascent Soul Stage, Li Yan's musical skills had naturally advanced by leaps and bounds, finally free from the shackles of her previous cultivation limits.

No matter the auxiliary art, one's own cultivation base was always the foundation.

"Thank you, Master..."

Li Yan's voice was soft and sweet. After finishing the song, she pressed her body against yours.

After idly fondling her for a moment, you noticed Li Yan was already panting heavily, her beautiful face flushed red, completely unable to control herself.

"Mmn..."

Li Yan's legs went soft. She gently let out a breath scented like orchids, overwhelmed with bashfulness.

"So sensitive?"

You gave Li Yan a second glance before pulling her close.

Half a day later, you finally let her rest after taking the Primordial Yin Qi she had nurtured for ten years.

"By the way, Yan'er, remember to record your insights on the Nascent Soul Stage and the musical arts. Don't omit a single detail."

you instructed her afterward.

This was to prepare for the Li Yan in your future simulations.

Additionally, you wanted to review her musical insights. If possible, you hoped to elevate your own musical skills as well.

Even if you couldn't reach Tier 4 like her, you should at least hit Tier 3.

Your talent in the musical arts was less than ideal.

Across multiple simulations, your musical skills had stagnated at Tier 2.

Three years later, you headed for the Sky Rift Grand Canyon once again.

Over a century of brutal war had claimed an unknown number of low-level cultivators; even several Early Stage Nascent Soul True Monarchs had fallen.

To call the present Sky Rift Grand Canyon a meat grinder for cultivators would not be an exaggeration.

"True Monarch Qingyuan is here."

"True Monarch Qingyuan!"

Your arrival made the various True Monarchs of the Wujian Domain faction heave a sigh of relief.

During the years you were on rotation rest, True Monarch Chongtian had run rampant above the sea of clouds, pinning down one Mid Stage True Monarch and several Early Stage True Monarchs on the Wujian Domain's side.

As the war dragged on, True Monarch Chongtian had revealed even more of his trump cards. Not only did he possess that vertical eye between his brows that could threaten Mid Stage True Monarchs, but he also wielded a sword array.

The sword array consisted of eighty-one dharma swords. Once activated, if an Early Stage True Monarch fell into it and didn't abandon their physical body in time, their Nascent Soul spirit body would be left behind as well.

You arrived at the giant war fortress and met the Wujian Hall Master, as well as the Mid Stage True Monarchs from the Baidi Domain and Daluo Domain.

You exchanged a glance with the Wujian Hall Master without saying much.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyuan, you've finally arrived."

A smile appeared on the face of the current White Emperor of the Baidi Domain upon seeing you.

"Leave True Monarch Chongtian to me."

You spoke plainly, instantly putting the other True Monarchs at ease.

"Watch out for True Monarch Chongtian's sword array,"

the Mid Stage True Monarch of the Daluo Domain reminded you, his tone curt.

"I will."

You gave a slight nod.

You had heard about the eighty-one dharma swords wielded by True Monarch Chongtian over ten years ago, while you were still in Jiuli Valley forging the Rank 4 puppets.

You had already devised a countermeasure.

A few days later, the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty launched another offensive.

You arrived at the peak of the sea of clouds. This was the battlefield for Mid Stage True Monarchs.

On the other side of the battlefield, several Mid Stage True Monarchs of the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty stood far in the distance.

The oppressive pressure unique to Mid Stage True Monarchs spilled outward across hundreds and thousands of li, as vast and mighty as the sun in the sky.

"Qingyuan."

True Monarch Chongtian's aura was terrifying. The vertical pupil between his brows opened, radiating a soul-shaking might.

Rumble—

The True Monarchs of both factions swiftly clashed in a bloody melee.

"Over a decade ago, I finally mastered this sword array. Come, Qingyuan, experience it for yourself."

With a mere thought from True Monarch Chongtian, eighty-one dharma swords hovered in the air before sweeping over to shroud you.

The moment they made contact, your expression shifted slightly. You resisted while simultaneously retreating in another direction.

True Monarch Chongtian didn't suspect a thing. The Sky Rift Grand Canyon stretched over a hundred thousand li; it was completely normal for Mid Stage True Monarchs to drift away from the center of the battlefield during their clashes.

"Qingyuan, even with your Rank 4 Early Stage body refinement, once trapped in my sword array, you will be injured..."

True Monarch Chongtian sent a voice transmission while in pursuit, attempting to shake your mental state.

He had paid a steep price to master this sword array. He had taken out a temporary loan of a massive amount of merit points from the Dazhou Immortal Dynasty to exchange for this sword array from the imperial treasury.

Every single one of the eighty-one dharma swords was of a quality bordering on a Lower-Grade Spirit Treasure.

Swish, swish—

You fought True Monarch Chongtian while continuously retreating.

Finally, after countless clashes, True Monarch Chongtian seized an opening. His vertical pupil filled with dense divine soul energy and flashed a beam directly at you.

Your figure momentarily stagnated, and the eighty-one dharma swords immediately caught up.

The eighty-one dharma swords surged forward mightily, completely engulfing you.

"Hahahaha, how satisfying!"

True Monarch Chongtian felt as though he had finally vented a dark cloud of frustration from his heart. This was the first time he had gained the absolute upper hand in a clash against you.

Once trapped within the eighty-one dharma swords, even you would have to shed a layer of skin to escape—not to mention that True Monarch Chongtian was still waiting outside.

True Monarch Chongtian realized there was real hope to inflict severe injuries upon you in this bout.

However, a few breaths of time passed.

The previously triumphant expression on True Monarch Chongtian's face shifted slightly.

You, who should have been frantically blocking left and right under the barrage of the eighty-one dharma swords, had suddenly stopped moving.

Dharma swords powerful enough to threaten an Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivator struck your body, only to ring out with the harsh clangs of striking solid metal.

"What is this?"

True Monarch Chongtian's expression turned ugly. He discovered that the sword array he was so proud of actually couldn't do a single thing to you.

"Fourth Tier Mid-Stage Body Refining..."

True Monarch Chongtian's pupils contracted.

Only a Fourth Tier Mid-Stage physical body could block the attacks of every single dharma sword without taking damage.

"Chongtian, these dharma swords of yours are far too weak. Even if I stand completely still, they can't pierce my skin."

Your gaze was calm, your tone mocking, as you watched True Monarch Chongtian outside the sword array with great interest.

"Not good—"

True Monarch Chongtian immediately sensed something was wrong. If your body refinement had reached the Fourth Tier Mid-Stage, why had you kept retreating from him earlier?

"Retreat!"

True Monarch Chongtian glanced around. Driven by his eagerness to kill you just now, he had unknowingly followed you all the way to the edge of the battlefield. He now intended to withdraw back to the center.

That way, even if some unexpected variable cropped up, he could receive timely support from the other Mid Stage True Monarchs of the immortal dynasty.

But just as Chongtian was about to flee, he abruptly realized that a suffocating aura had begun to permeate a radius of a hundred li.

Ten figures stood at corresponding positions within that hundred-li space, resonating with one another. An unprecedented killing array had quietly taken form.

"Ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs?"

True Monarch Chongtian's heart ran completely cold.

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