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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

Lingbao 320

Nascent Soul stage Monster Beasts!

Two - no, three of them!

Just who exactly is this person?

Murong felt a chill crawling on his scalp when he saw "Daoist Huangmu" being killed by the young man with a single slash.

The young man turned a cold gaze towards him, sending shivers down his spine, he could not help but swallow hard. "I...I mean no...no offence. I beg for mercy... in return, I am willing to... to surrender... the ancient immortal's remaining mansion to you."

This plea, was close to begging for his life.

In the Yellow Spring Cave, any hot-blooded cultivator would have been long dead. The only ones left alive are adaptable individuals who could easily shed their dignity and reputation, just for the sake of survival.

Gu Yang effortlessly caught Luo Kun's sword, the Frost Frost edging was hardly a challenge.

The spirit contained within this peerless divine weapon was on the verge of disintegration.