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My Life Can Be Infinitely Simulated

Gu Yang crossed over to a high-martial world, eked out a living in small village for two years, and finally saved up enough and activated the Life Simulator system. With a certain amount of money, a simulation can be run. After the simulation ends, one of the three can be retained: realm, martial arts skills, or life wisdom. [For five years you were an accountant, saved up enough money to buy a cultivation manual, practiced hard for ten years and became a Ninth Realm martial artist, but then ran into an enemy and died!] [Once you left the mountains, you were at the Ninth Rank, became a protector of a certain family, practiced intensely for twenty years, broke through to the Eighth Grade, and ultimately, died of old age in a small town.] [Once you left the mountains, you were at Eighth Grade, received recognition from a noble clan, were taught profound martial arts, but due to slow progress, were marginalized, and after a dozen years, you finally broke through to the seventh grade, but then encountered powerful foes on a mission and were killed.] … After countless rounds of simulations: [You encounter people, but none are a match for you. You realize that you have become invincible.]

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415 Enter the Sky Ruins Again

"Elder Gu is actually here."

Huang Yongkang was first thrilled to see Gu Yang appear, and then regret soon followed.

His joy came from the presence of Elder Gu, and having him there naturally alleviated any worries about Prince Sheng.

In his heart, this elder who resembled an immortal, was no doubt a Deity Transformation Stage cultivator. If he could easily slay an old monster like Youming Laozu who had dominated the world for hundreds of years, how could he not be at the Deity Transformation Stage?

His regret stemmed from his missed opportunity to impress.

If he had risked it all to defend the Gu Mansion in front of a Deity Transformation Stage cultivator, he might have been able to latch onto this powerful ally. After that, who would dare to provoke him?

It's such a pity, such a pity.