Celestial Simulator: Why Cultivate when others do it for me?

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, Host! The Celestial Simulation System has been activated!"

Excitement surged through Xu Han's veins as he sat on his dimly lit bed. After eighteen long years in this unfamiliar world, he had finally obtained his ultimate cheat.

Eighteen years ago, Xu Han, a man not native to this realm, found himself reincarnated into a cultivation family in a world of immortals, similar to the ones portrayed in novels he had read. In his family he was hailed as the future hope of his family, which took a drastic turn when a powerful sect targeted his family as for why he didn't know.

Faced with overwhelming odds, he made the difficult decision, to escape and taking with him his family's wealth.

While some may judge him as a coward or a traitor, Xu Han believed it was his only choice. Confronting the sect much powerful to them would have been foolish and without a doubt will led them to death.

Having experienced the agony of dying once before, he had no desire to endure it again.

During his travels, news reached Xu Han of the calamitous fate that befell his family at the hands of the sect. Also, the sight of wanted posters bearing his face, seeking information about his whereabouts, kindled a flame of anger within him. However, he swiftly realized the futility of his rage.

That sect's power was insurmountable, rendering any attempt at revenge futile. Resigned to his circumstances, he continued his journey, burdened by the weight of his family's tragic demise.

And so, he fled, traversing unknown cities and regions until he found himself in the harsh yet beautiful Northern Region.

Covered in perpetual snow and vast mountains, the Northern Region presented both challenges and wonders. It was here that Xu Han stumbled upon news of a sect actively seeking new disciples in a city nestled within this wintry realm. Recognizing his cultivation talent, he decided to join, unaware of the region's preference for ice or water elemental spiritual roots.

Fate had a surprising twist in store for him. During the selection test, it was revealed that Xu Han's talent for the ice element surpassed even his talent for the Fire element, which his family practiced. Sadly, his family lacked the means to discern such subtle details, their existence being modest and unimportant in the grand scheme of things.

Through numerous trials, he emerged as an outer court disciple of the formidable "Frostbite Sect," one of the dominant powers in the Northern Region. Led by a sect master who had attained the Nascent Soul Realm, it was pleasant for someone who had narrowly escaped death.

In this world of cultivation, realms such as Body Tempering, Qi Gathering, Foundation, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul remained within Xu Han's grasp. However, what lay beyond the Nascent Soul Realm remained shrouded in mystery for him.

Though revenge crossed his mind many times, Xu Han knew it was premature. The sect master who posed a threat to his family was in the powerful Golden Core Realm, while the most skilled cultivator in his family was only at the Foundation Realm.

To seek revenge, he would at least need to reach the Nascent Soul Realm, a realm higher, to avoid unnecessary risks. With the newfound power of the Celestial Simulation System, revenge seemed within reach, but Xu Han resolved to reserve such thoughts until he attained the Nascent Soul Realm.

Determined, Xu Han delved into understanding the workings of the system. Gradually, he grasped its functions.

The system required him to invite people to participate in the simulation and if they managed to survive for at least five years, he would receive their achievements as rewards. It was akin to a company where diligent employees toiled, but the fruits of their labor belonged to the boss.

However, the term "invite" felt inadequate, as he possessed the power to forcefully compel someone who is a major realm higher than him to participate.

"I can't deny my excitement," Xu Han whispered, a smile playing on his lips.

"Lingxi," he called out, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.

After a moment, the door swung open, revealing Lingxi, a timid yet beautiful girl. Xu Han had encountered her on his journey through the Northern Region's Forest, a fragile figure on the verge of freezing to death. Unable to abandon her, he made the decision to take her as his servant.

"Master, you called?" Lingxi asked, her voice filled with deference.

Bringing Lingxi into the sect proved challenging. Outsiders were strictly forbidden from entering, but Xu Han discovered a loophole. As an outer court disciple without a personal residence, he had to share accommodations. However, he found a way to bypass the rule.

By purchasing his own courtyard, he was able to request a servant from the sect's servant department. However, he used some persuasive tactics, including bribery, to convince the authorities to allow him to have Lingxi as his servant. And so, Lingxi became his dedicated servant.

"Prepare the water. I'm going out," Xu Han instructed.

"Yes," Lingxi replied, taken aback but still responding respectfully. She quickly went to the bathroom to prepare the water as instructed. Lingxi didn't understand the reason behind Xu Han's sudden decision to leave today.

He rarely left his courtyard, usually only venturing out to collect his monthly payment from the sect.

Lingxi didn't ask for an explanation; she considered Xu Han her benefactor, saving her life when she was on the brink of death. From that day forward, she had silently pledged her undying loyalty to him, vowing to fulfill his every request, regardless of whether it was for a noble cause or not. Lingxi firmly believed that her life belonged to him now, and she would follow him without question.

After a short wait, Lingxi informed him that the water was ready. Xu Han made his way to the bathroom, where Lingxi assisted him in disrobing. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, even though this routine had become a familiar part of their lives over the past four to five years.

Submerged in the pool's calming waters, Xu Han caught his reflection in the rippling liquid. His long, jet-black hair cascaded down to his waist, accentuating his pale skin, sharp eyebrows, thin lips, and captivating dark red eyes. He was undeniably handsome; every feature exuded a magnetic and kind of demonic allure.

After the bath, Lingxi helped him dress. As he donned his attire and tidied himself up, Xu Han stepped out of his courtyard, ready to find his first target.