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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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227 Daoist Muhuang

Gu Yang and his companion followed behind Steward Han, maintaining a certain distance.

The cultivator whose body seemed like it might spawn a monster at any moment had a cultivation level of the Mana Realm.

Through another perspective, Gu Yang could see that his internal energy was violent and chaotic, as if it could explode at any moment, yet sustained a strange balance.

It seemed more sinister than the energy of the corpses refined by the Nether Sect.

If they had encountered this creature in the wild, Gu Yang would have drawn his sword and killed it without hesitation.

Once inside the city, Gu Yang looked around.

The houses were very old, with broken parts hastily repaired.

There were many simple huts made of wood and thatch, looking disordered and resembling a slum.

The pedestrians on the street, ordinary individuals without cultivation, seemed normal.

However, the cultivators, from their looks to their mental states, gave off a very eerie impression.