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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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How did I provoke such a powerful enemy? {Third update}

"What just happened?"

Although Gu Yang was worried about Pei Qianlan, he thought with Wu Er around, nothing too bad would happen. He suppressed his concern and asked Ling Ling about what just had transpired.

Ling Ling shook her head and said, "I don't know, Master once told me when he passed the Sky Pearl to me that it could control the Demon Suppression Tower. In the urgent situation just now, I was thinking if I could give you a hand, but I didn't expect..."

"Regardless, the loss of the Demon Suppression Tower is a good thing for that fellow from the Red Sun."

That was all Gu Yang could say.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the sword in his hand. The Primordial Spirit within the sword was already gone.

Its spirituality remained, but it would no longer actively transmit thoughts and call him "Master".

In such a short period of time, the Primordial Spirit had already been obliterated.