I Have a Cultivation Simulator

["Bring him over."]

[You studied the Magic Treasure Embryo for a moment before speaking.]

[A short while later, You Rou appeared before you, leading a middle-aged man.]

["Greetings, Senior."]

[The middle-aged man, a cultivator at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, immediately bowed with a pounding heart upon seeing you.]

["I am willing to offer this treasure entirely to you, Senior."]

[He spoke without a shred of hesitation.]

[If he were a naive young cultivator who had yet to suffer the brutal realities of the cultivation world, he might still be fantasizing about how many benefits he could get for this treasure.]

[He might even try to negotiate terms with you.]

[Negotiate terms? If the Foundation Establishment cultivator simply killed him, everything would be theirs anyway. What was there to negotiate?]

[Right now, all he could do was pray for your mercy and hope you spared his life.]

["There is no need for this..." You glanced at the man, naturally understanding what was going through his head.]

[While killing him would yield greater immediate benefits, your current status and strength meant you didn't need to stoop to such methods.]

[In this simulation, you planned to build up your "credit," waiting for an opportunity to "cash it out" in your twilight years.]

[A mere Magic Treasure Embryo was only worth a few thousand spirit stones. It wasn't worth murdering someone and stealing their loot under your true identity.]

[Furthermore, a Magic Treasure Embryo wasn't a true magic treasure. Nurturing it into the real thing would still require a massive investment of time and energy.]

["The treasure you acquired is a Magic Treasure Embryo. Its market value is around four thousand spirit stones. Deducting the fifty-percent fee, I will give you two thousand spirit stones. How does that sound?"]

[You smiled as you looked at the trembling middle-aged man.]

["Huh? Two thousand spirit stones?"]

[The man was dumbfounded. He never imagined that a grand and exalted Foundation Establishment cultivator would actually play by the rules.]

["Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!"]

[Wild joy erupted in his heart, so intense he almost threw himself to his knees.]

[For a Qi Refining Mid-Stage Cultivator, two thousand spirit stones was an absolute fortune.]

["Take him down to collect his payment."]

[You cast a glance at You Rou.]

["Understood." You Rou nodded.]

[Very soon, after claiming his two thousand spirit stones, the middle-aged man eagerly shared the news with his friends.]

[Word spread from person to person. Before long, the multitude of cultivators gathered outside the mystic realm were buzzing about it.]

["The president of the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce is surprisingly amicable toward us low-level cultivators."]

["Indeed. He opened up the entrance to the mystic realm and actually follows the rules when exchanging treasures. If only all the exalted cultivators in the cultivation world were like the Senior President."]

[After a brief period of discussion, the crowd's enthusiasm for exploring the mystic realm surged even higher.]

[At the very least, their fears of stumbling upon a great fortuitous encounter only to be robbed and silenced by the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce had greatly diminished.]

[You were quite satisfied with the reactions of the cultivators below.]

[Just like that, your reputation and moral standing were beginning to take root.]

[In the cultivation world, even bandit cultivators and demonic practitioners preferred dealing with people who had good reputations and solid moral character.]

[Take True Person Biyue, for example. Why was this master's reputation so pristine among rogue cultivators? Wasn't it simply because True Person Biyue often stood up for low-level cultivators, and even bestowed fortuitous encounters upon them?]

[Biyue Immortal City had such massive renown, becoming the largest gathering place for rogue cultivators in the entire Taiyuan Region, boasting a daily population numbering in the hundreds of thousands.]

[True Person Biyue's stellar reputation was the undeniable driving force behind that success.]

[Time flowed on. In the blink of an eye, over ten days passed.]

["Hm?" Your gaze shifted, landing on a young cultivator arriving at the mystic realm's entrance.]

[This young man was only at the Qi Refining Third Layer. It was none other than Ye Feng.]

['He's here...']

[You felt a surge of joy. At least for now, Ye Feng hadn't deviated much from his destined trajectory. He had arrived outside the mystic realm at the exact same time as before.]

[Afraid that staring directly at him might subject Ye Feng to undue pressure and scare him off, you only dared to observe him from the corner of your eye.]

['The mystic realm!']

[Ye Feng's heart soared with excitement. To explore this mystic realm, not only had he borrowed dozens of spirit stones from his close friends, but he had also completely burned his bridges with Alchemist Yun.]

[Alchemist Yun was a High-Grade Alchemist in the market. By forcefully severing his apprenticeship under him, Ye Feng had ensured that even if Alchemist Yun couldn't be bothered to retaliate, no other craftsman in the market would ever take him on as an apprentice again.]

[In other words, Ye Feng was gambling his entire future on this mystic realm.]

['The Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce... handing over fifty percent of the harvest...']

[A moment later, Ye Feng grasped the current situation outside the mystic realm. The Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce held an absolute monopoly, extracting a fifty-percent cut of the harvest from every cultivator who entered to explore.]

['The Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce...']

[Ye Feng's heart gave a slight tremble.]

[Having lived in Wushan Market for so many years, Ye Feng naturally knew what a colossal entity the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce was.]

[This was especially true regarding its president, who was not only an exalted Foundation Establishment cultivator but also a high-grade alchemist. Even Ouyang Shen, the market master, had personally visited the Qingyuan president on multiple occasions, chatting and laughing together.]

[Naturally, such a towering figure was someone Ye Feng could barely even look up to.]

[Obediently following the chamber's rules, Ye Feng soon entered the mystic realm as well.]

[You looked toward the entrance. The gray vortex faintly emanated profound spatial ripples.]

[The instant Ye Feng stepped into the mystic realm, the secret tracking art you had planted on him could no longer lock onto his specific location.]

[It felt much like when you were outside Youshan, trying to pinpoint Dachun's exact whereabouts.]

['Twenty-two days from now, Ye Feng will emerge. But he won't come out through the normal exit. Instead, he will be teleported out of thin air to a spot several miles away...']

[Armed with the practical experience of your actions during the second simulation, you knew the exact sequence of events that would follow.]

[Hidden among the clouds, you quietly waited for twenty-two days to pass.]

[During this time, the chamber cultivators exploring the mystic realm also brought out some harvests that even you highly valued.]

['A Tier 3 Youth-Preserving Pill?']

[You gazed at the pure white pill, marveling to yourself.]

[Youth-Preserving Pills held little value to male cultivators, but to certain female cultivators, they were priceless.]

[A Tier 3 Youth-Preserving Pill could sustain a core formation master's youth for hundreds of years. To the female Masters who cherished their beauty, this temptation was absolutely irresistible.]

['This Tier 3 Youth-Preserving Pill has weathered several centuries, and its medicinal efficacy has faded. It can likely only maintain a Master's appearance for a single century...']

[You made your judgment, simultaneously realizing that the value of this Youth-Preserving Pill definitely surpassed that of the Magic Treasure Embryo.]

[There would likely be no shortage of female Masters willing to pay a premium for it.]

[Nowadays in the Taiyuan Region, because a crucial primary medicinal ingredient for Youth-Preserving Pills could not be cultivated, Tier 3 Youth-Preserving Pills were exceedingly rare.]

[Time marched forward. In the blink of an eye, it was twenty-two days later.]

[You arrived early at the precise location where Ye Feng had been teleported out of the mystic realm during the second simulation, waiting in silence.]

[Even if Ye Feng didn't teleport to this exact spot in this simulation, as long as he left the mystic realm and lost its isolating effect, he wouldn't be able to escape your tracking art, even if he fled a hundred miles away.]

[Several hours later, the space not far from you faintly distorted.]

[Immediately afterward, a figure tumbled out.]

[The figure was indeed Ye Feng. His aura was incredibly sluggish, teetering on the verge of dropping out of the early stage of Qi Refining altogether.]

[Despite suffering severe injuries, Ye Feng was more euphoric than ever before. Only he knew just how immense his harvest within the mystic realm had been.]

[With these gains, Ye Feng was confident that his future path of cultivation would be incredibly smooth.]

['The Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce...']

[Ye Feng thought of the monopolizing Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce outside the mystic realm, his emotions surging. 'There will come a day when I might just become an exalted cultivator like the president of the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce, or perhaps even surpass him...']

[Before Ye Feng could finish his grandiose daydream, you silently materialized behind him and pressed your right hand against his head.]

[Before Ye Feng could even react, his consciousness plunged into absolute darkness, and he collapsed to the ground.]

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