At age 32: You go under an alias, travel all over, feel the changes of heaven and earth, observe the seasonal shifts, and your understanding of the truth of martial arts cultivation reaches a higher level. Unfortunately, you still can't practice cultivation.
Half a year later, on a mountain climb, you accidentally fall into a mysterious place. You later find out that it is a forbidden blessed land that has never been recorded before.
Hope rises in your heart. You want to find the extraordinary thing in the forbidden blessed land, hoping to restore your strength with its help and take revenge. Even if martial arts ceases in the future, it doesn't matter.
Fortune favors the persistent. After countless hardships and trials, you finally find the peculiar thing in the forbidden blessed land, a treasure mirror.
At age 33: You emerge from the forbidden blessed land – not only has your strength been restored, but you've also advanced to the Second-Class Realm. However, due to the limitations of the peculiar thing, you can't make any further breakthroughs unless you find another corresponding peculiar thing.
But you don't care about this, your mind is only filled with thoughts of revenge.
A month later, you arrive at a fortress of the Underworld, cut down the Underworld assassins, and search for clues about the person behind the assault.
Over half a year, you've taken down several of the Underworld's fortresses, killed dozens of their Third-grade false masters, even the Second -Class Martial Artists. But you still haven't found any clues.
One day, you hear that the Emperor has died and the previous King Xing'S son, the new King Xing, is set to inherit the throne.
Thinking of the care that the old King Xing showed you, the deep friendship between you two, you don't hesitate and put aside everything to escort the new King Xing to Tiandu to ascend the throne.
Of course, you have your own intentions, hoping to use him to uncover the truth about the past.
On the journey to escort the new King Xing to Tiandu, you face many obstacles. But with you, a Second-Class Martial Artist, and several of the Royal Mansion's aides assisting, there is constant surprise but never any danger.
However, when you're about to reach, you encounter an unprecedented assassination attempt. In the group of assassins, there are more than ten First-grade martial artists.
While you manage to kill one First- grade martial artist, you are outnumbered and eventually slain.
[End of your life.]
"It seems that I really have a fate with King Xing," Pei Xuanjing couldn't help thinking after the simulation.
He originally thought that after arriving in Tiandu early and entering the Martial Academy, there wouldn't be much of an intersection between the two.
However, it turns out that due to a fortunate turn of events, he joined forces with King Xing and ultimately died protecting him while ascending the throne, just like in the previous simulations.
What is this about?
A destiny ordained by fate? Or something else?
Unknown.
What Pei Xuanjing didn't expect was that he, a Third-grade Martial Artist, managed to survive the catastrophe of the Martial Academy's destruction.
However, he wasn't surprised by his luck of falling into a forbidden blessed land later.
At that time, for the sake of revenge, he couldn't care less about the future and would resort to any means necessary.
[The simulation is over, you can choose to keep one of the following rewards.]
[First, Second-Class Martial Arts Realm.]
[Second, experience of fighting against a First-grade martial artist.]
[Third, the location of the forbidden blessed land.]
Pei Xuanjing didn't make a choice immediately. Instead, he called Pang Hong to prepare a medicinal bath and sent him into the training room.
He placed all the Heavenly Yuan Great Pills and Earth Yuan Big Pills he had accumulated over the time next to him.
After closing the training room, dressed in a short shirt and shorts, he steps into the bath.
After making all the preparations, Pei Xuanjing chooses the first option.
After making his choice, the True Qi in his body starts to circulate. The medicinal power of the bath begins to seep into his body, the Blood Qi in his body starts to rapidly boil.
The circulating True Qi in his body begins to refine the Blood Qi, and strands of fresh blood slowly seep out from his body into the medicinal bath.
Under the support of the Martial Dao True Qi, the boiling Blood Qi slowly begins to gather. It first forms a fog-like state, and then this fog begins to slowly change as if it's being controlled, gradually gathering into the shape of a furnace.
After an unknown length of time, Pei Xuanjing finally completes the breakthrough. The Blood Qi in his body becomes even purer, and his flowing blood is as viscous as mercury, surging and raging.
He opens his eyes with a sharp glint in them, rotates his True Qi, his Blood Qi boils, and then under the support of Martial Dao's true will, his Blood Qi forms the shape of a Furnace…
Sigh…
"So this is what it feels like to be a Second-Class Martial Artist?" As Pei Xuaniing feels the robust True Qi and vigorous Blood Qi in his body, he exclaims.
This time, his breakthrough to Second-Class Martial Artist Realm, even though "Dragon Elephant Skill" is still at the seventh stage, his body once again receives a boost after the second blood transformation. His strength increases by two elephant units, now having a total of nine elephant units of strength.
"Maybe, now I can try to fight against a First-grade martial artist and see how far apart we are," Pei Xuanjing thinks to himself.
This breakthrough has given him a great deal of confidence, inspiring him to engage in a duel with a First-grade martial artist to see where he stands.
As his strength grows, so does his ambition and confidence.
Even more, Pei Xuanjing wonders if he could suppress a First-grade Martial Artist with his
Second-Class Realm if he succeeds in cultivating the eighth stage of "Dragon Elephant Skill".
Isn't it possible?
That's what Pei Xuanjing was thinking.
These two life simulations rendered great gains to Pei Xuanjing, providing him with a great sense of security.
He is confident that if he encounters a First-grade martial artist, even if he can't defeat him, he can still retreat with poise in one-on-one situations.
"It's just a bit of a shame that after this breakthrough, I can't proceed with the next simulation," says Pei Xuanjing, feeling a bit regretful.
Originally, his Taoyun value was sufficient to support three life simulations. Unfortunately, with this breakthrough, the Taoyun value required for a life simulation has risen to 50000 points.
"However, it doesn't matter, a mere 30000 extra Taoyun points, saving up for some time should be enough," Pei Xuanjing tries to console himself.
He walks out of the training room, and after cleaning up, sees Pang Hong bringing a letter.
"Master, this is a letter that Lin Qianhu sent over. He said that there's an urgent matter," Pang Hong respectfully hands the letter to Pei Xuanjing.
As Pei Xuanjing had anticipated, he takes the letter, opens it, and reads it.
Lin Qingyi has written to him that he has found the hideout of a behind-the-scenes power and invites Pei Xuanjing to go with him..
Atop a tower in the northern part of the city, Pei Xuanjing and Lin Qingyi stood by a window.
Lin Qingyi pointed to a mansion about a hundred yards away, "Brother Pei, that's the place."
Pei Xuanjing gazed at the direction, without turning back he asked, "How many of them? How strong are they?"
Lin Qingyi replied, "Thirteen in total, nine fourth-grade martial artists, two fake masters, and two actual masters."
He gestured towards the four individuals behind him, "With Brother Pei making a move, plus these four commanders, the victory is assured."
The 'Four Commanders' mentioned by Lin Qingyi referred to the four leaders of the Brocade Guards standing behind them – Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Zhuque.
However, the Four Commanders sat resolute as mountains, their eyes slightly closed, appearing to not hear Lin Qingyi's words at all, as if they were paying no attention.
Seeing their attitudes, a flash of dissatisfaction sparked in Lin Qingyi's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"Are you sure?" Pei Xuanjing turned around, smiling at him.
Lin Qingyi didn't understand, "Brother Pei, please state your concerns."
Pei Xuanjing said, "Could there be a second-class martial artist too?"
Upon hearing Pei Xuanjing•s words, surprise crossed Lin Qingyi's face and he quickly shook his head, denying the guess, "That's impossible."
He was highly confident in the information the Brocade Guards had provided and believed that no such significant oversight could have occurred.
"What if there is?" Pei Xuanjing asked again.
Unless he had learned it from life simulation, he wouldn't believe that there was a second-class martial artist hiding in such an inconspicuous mansion – one of the ten Yama Kings of the Underworld, King Pingdeng.
However, since this information would be hard to explain and be understood, and he feared that there might be some deviations between the simulation and reality, Pei Xuanjing didn't express his opinion with absolute certainty.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing's belief, Lin Qingyi somewhat trusted him and shook his head reluctantly, "If it's true, then today's action must be cancelled."
He spoke the truth. If it was just those men they were aware of earlier, they were certain to take them down. But if a second class martial artist is involved, then it would be impossible to resolve this easily.
He knew that the four commanders standing behind him were all third class Masters. They might stand a chance against a second class martial artist working together, but they were not dealing solely with one opponent.
As for the idea of gathering second class martial artists, Lin Qingyi didn't have hope for it.
It wasn't that they didn't have second class martial artists among the Brocade Guards, but despite the large number of masters at the Brocade Guards, each of them had their own important tasks to handle due to their vast reach.
Being able to assemble the Four Commanders today was already due to the help of the Commanding Officer Jiang Bin, otherwise, it would be difficult to gather all four of them together.
If there really was a second-class martial artist involved, they could only start over and mobilize new personnel, but this might give the opponent a chance to escape.
Pei Xuanjing saw the difficulty on Lin Qingyi's face and explained with a smile, "I just want to prepare everyone mentally, so as not to be caught off guard when the time comes."
"As for the operation, we don't necessarily need to cancel it. If there is a second class martial artist, leave it to me to handle." He swept his gaze over the group, confidently stating his plan.
"Brother Pei, don't take too much risk, we could…" Before Lin Qingyi could finish, he was interrupted by Pei Xuanjing's emerging aura, he exclaimed with surprise, "Brother Pei, you've broken through to the second class."
"Just a fluke." Pei Xuanjing laughed.
Whoosh!
Despite his words, when Pei Xuanjing released his second-class martial artist's aura, the four commanders, who had originally been indifferent and unresponsive with their eyes closed, all opened their eyes simultaneously. Their faces were filled with surprise.
"We failed to recognize a great man in our presence, we ask for your forgiveness." Qinglong, along with the other three commanders, bowed down to Pei Xuanjing, making a fist out of respect.
As commanders of the Brocade Guards, they held a much higher rank than Lin Qingyi. Had it not been for Jiang Bin, they wouldn't have been willing to follow Lin Qingyi's command in this operation.
As a result, they showed some disregard towards Pei Xuanjing as well. Since Pei Xuanjing's arrival, they had been aloof and unwilling to communicate much.
Pei Xuanjing, half a year ago, single-handedly killed the three fake masters of the MO Bei Triple Wolves, making a name for himself in Tiandu, but to these individuals, it wasn't much of an accomplishment.
As Brocade Guards, they had climbed to their current positions step by step. Their subordinates were all highly accomplished individuals, so Pei Xuanjing's fame was, in fact, somewhat begrudging and jealousy-inducing for them.
However, when Pei Xuanjing displayed his second-class martial artist prowess, all their begrudging feelings and jealousies disappeared instantly.
The Brocade Guards, compared to other places, recognized power more importantly.
Pei Xuanjing's abilities were enough to make them bow their heads and not take him lightly.
"Commanders, there's no need for this. I still need your cooperation in the coming matters." Pei Xuanjing didn't mind their previously cold attitude.
Qinglong and the others waved their hands repeatedly, "It's just our duty."
Seeing the change in attitude of the commanders, Lin Qingyi's frustration was instantly swept away. But he didn't let it show on his face.
He addressed Pei Xuanjing and the four commanders with a bow, "In that case, today we'll completely rely on Brother Pei and the commanders."
Pei Xuanjing and the others also reciprocated by returning the bow.
When the conversation was over, Lin Qingyi, Pei Xuanjing and the four commanders walked down from the tower and came to the front gate. A centurion from the Brocade Guards came over, "Centurion sir!" Lin Qingyi commanded, "Let's go."
In a blink of an eye, they were at the place a hundred yards away.
By now, the Brocade Guards had already driven away any irrelevant people in the vicinity and completely surrounded the entire mansion.
Pei Xuanjing, with a long sword attached to his waist, stood with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he stepped into this place, he keenly sensed the aura of dozens of martial artists in the mansion. Some of them were particularly strong, and amongst them, one exuded an aura not weaker than Pei Xuanjing's.
It seemed that the other party was already prepared.
Pei Xuanjing thought to himself.
Looking at the closed gate, Lin Qingyi rested his hand on the Embroidered Spring Knife hanging from his waist. He collected his emotions, emotionlessly ordered, his voice echoing in the surroundings without any attempt to conceal it, "Who will announce our arrival?"
A flag bearer from the Brocade Guards was about to step forward, but he was stopped by White Tiger, one of the Four Commanders, "Let me handle it."
White Tiger, standing eight feet tall with a robust physique, took a step forward. Gravel sprayed as he swung the large blade in his hand. The strong wind it created howled, heading directly towards the tightly shut gate.
Boom!
The tightly shut gate was smashed into countless pieces by the blade, wood splinters flying, and smoke and dust scattering.
"Bastard…"
"How dare you…"
"You're looking for death…"
Clearly, neither the encircling Brocade Guards nor the people inside the mansion expected White Tiger to take such a violent action.
Pei Xuanjing was no exception. He looked at the White Tiger Commander with an unexpected expression on his face.
The other commanders Qinglong, Xuanwu and Zhuque looked at each other, their mouths twitching at the corners. They turned their heads, pretending not to know White Tiger..