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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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432 Chs

200 Tianji Pavilion

"Has it really been a thousand years?"

In an ordinary carriage, Xi Huang cautiously lifted a corner of the curtain, peering out. She was still finding it hard to accept this fact.

For her, it seemed as if she had just taken a nap.

But when she woke up, she discovered that a thousand years had passed in the outside world.

This was too unbelievable. She needed time to process this fact.

Suddenly, her gaze met with a passerby. She immediately let go of the curtain and leaned closer to Gu Yang, as if seeking some sense of security.

She seemed to have forgotten that she had a cultivation level of the Mana Realm, and she could wipe out a large group of the ordinary people outside with a mere breath.

Gu Yang felt a bit sorry for her. She was somewhat fearful of strangers or to be precise, she didn't dare to go to places with many people.