Simulation of Destruction, Why Am I Always the Arbiter Every Time

"You're sleeping on what? All the blankets are here, get inside." Su Mei glared and pulled him into the house, forcing a shared bed without giving him a chance to refuse.

They're all just kids, what's there to be afraid of.

Ye Chang'an was in so much pain, Ye Chang'an was so happy.

The continent of Europe, the Apocalipsis family.

A young Otto walked into the family's sacred hall, choosing to challenge the family's sacred artifact to revive the closest relative of his childhood friend.

Void Archives

"As long as I can break the seal, it will definitely have a way... to revive Kallen's father."

Otto thought to himself, his eyes firm as he raised his hand and reached for the sacred artifact floating on the altar.

"Ugh!!"

The moment his finger touched it, golden light erupted. Otto instinctively closed his eyes to defend himself, arriving in a special space.

"Do you understand music?"

A gentle voice whispered into Otto's ear. He opened his eyes and saw a gentle woman with white hair and blue eyes smiling at him.

"So beautiful..."

Otto instinctively praised her, then remembered his purpose and quickly regained his composure to plead.

"Kallen's dad is dead, can you revive him?"

"She's very sad, and I don't want to see her looking sad..."

Otto pleaded, but the woman gently shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I have no way to revive people."

"This..."

Otto left in disappointment, as the sacred artifact could not fulfill his wish.

The golden light extinguished, and the Void Archives floated on the altar once more, waiting.

Waiting for someone who understood music to awaken her.

PS:

In 1458 AD, Chi Yuan established a sect on Tai Xu Mountain, taking Su Mei as her second disciple and Lin Zhaoyu, who had served her for many years, as her eldest disciple.

In 1466 AD, Francis Caslana died in battle, and Otto went to the sacred hall to obtain the Void Archives.

I don't want to spoil anything, I just want votes.

Chapter of Tai Xu: Section 3: 3. Chang'an Melody Blooming Beneath Tai Xu Mountain

Waking up the next day, the few youngsters in Fu Yun Temple were all dressed and ready to descend the mountain.

Jiang Wanxi, Jiang Wanru, and Cheng Ling Shuang were all looking forward to this trip down the mountain, as they hadn't left Tai Xu Mountain since becoming disciples.

They were too young.

"Chang'an, are you feeling better? Should I carry you?" The third sister, Jiang Wanxi, came to Ye Chang'an's side and asked with concern, but Jiang Wanru pulled her away.

"Sister, don't worry, you won't be the one carrying him anyway. Second Senior Sister is here."

In terms of height, eleven-year-old Su Mei was the tallest, and she could easily carry an eight-year-old child down the mountain.

But Ye Chang'an didn't need it; he had recovered quite a bit and could walk down the mountain himself.

Just as he was about to refuse, seven-year-old Cheng Ling Shuang pouted beside him.

"He was fine last night, I saw it with my own eyes. He even squeezed Second Senior Sister's boobs."

Ye Chang'an: ???

Stunned, confused, and angry.

"Don't spout nonsense, I was pinching his face."

"He pinched before he pinched my face," Cheng Ling Shuang emphasized with a pout, and Ye Chang'an froze.

Come to think of it, when he woke up yesterday, he did seem to have touched something...

"(⊙o⊙)" He was a bit dumbfounded, and a little ashamed.

"I really deserve to die, Eden."

"Alright, let's hurry down the mountain. If we dawdle any longer, we won't reach the foot of the mountain today," Su Mei commanded with the demeanor of a senior sister. The youngsters then cheered and ran down the mountain.

It was their first time descending the mountain, and they were very excited. Even Cheng Ling Shuang was full of energy.

They had been cooped up on the mountain for five years since becoming disciples, only practicing dance and refining their hearts. They had long wanted to see the outside world.

And so, the five children left the empty Fu Yun Temple and descended the mountain, heading towards the town under Su Mei's guidance.

It was a good thing Su Mei knew the way down, otherwise, they would have been lost.

The path down the mountain wasn't easy, but the girls were light and nimble, moving effortlessly. Ye Chang'an, however, looked miserable.

"Chang'an, want me to carry you?" Su Mei came over, showing concern.

"No, I can manage," Ye Chang'an refused, shaking his head. He saw this as a form of training for himself.

More exercise would help increase his lung capacity.

Su Mei didn't insist, constantly monitoring Ye Chang'an's stamina until they reached the village at the foot of the mountain.

There were no villages at the foot of Tai Xu Mountain originally. Villages only began to form after Chi Yuan settled in the deep mountains.

After all, many people wanted to climb the mountain to seek destiny and visit immortals. The journey was long, and they needed a place to rest and recover, which led to the current state of affairs.

Su Mei usually came here to buy food, and there were quite a variety of goods.

However, there were no musical instruments for sale.

"We'll rest here for the night and head to the city over there tomorrow," Su Mei planned their route, and no one objected.

Then, Su Mei took the three junior sisters out to play, leaving Ye Chang'an alone in the inn, where he immediately fell asleep.

He lacked stamina and was exhausted, with no energy to play.

He woke up feeling stuffy and found the four girls sleeping in all sorts of awkward positions around him.

"...Why are you all sleeping here?"

"Senior Sister said it's to save money," Cheng Ling Shuang replied with a serious expression, then shot Ye Chang'an a glare.

"She also said you'd be happy like this."

Ye Chang'an was so happy he wanted to cry; his purity was almost gone.

"Su Mei, please book more rooms next time."

"...Booking more rooms costs a lot of money. Don't you want to have enough money to buy musical instruments when we get to the city?"

Food, clothing, housing, and transportation all required money. Chi Yuan wasn't interested in making money, so the sect's funds were generally only enough for food and lodging.

Want to spend money on other things? Then you'd have to save it.

"Sigh, money. To think I'd ever worry about money." Life wasn't easy, Ye Chang'an sighed.

"You don't need to worry. You don't have any money anyway," Cheng Ling Shuang added a timely jab. This little girl's sharp tongue was innate; Ye Chang'an couldn't do anything about it.

The painful yet happy journey down the mountain took a turn on the second day when Ye Chang'an sensed the presence of Destruction energy.

They had walked out of Chi Yuan's array's coverage.

"Mmmph~ This is too little, not enough at all."

Even gathering all the scarce Destruction energy wasn't enough to make a musical instrument. So, he simply stored it in his body as nourishment to strengthen himself.

In Shenzhou during this era, Destruction energy was disguised as true qi by Chi Yuan. It could indeed strengthen the body like martial arts internal energy cultivation.

His physical fitness improved slightly, and Ye Chang'an was very happy, bursting into song on the spot.

His lung capacity was sufficient, and he was excited, smiling brightly.

"Wow, Chang'an, your singing is so good! Why haven't I heard you sing before?" Jiang Wanru applauded enthusiastically, and Jiang Wanxi also looked surprised.

"Heh heh, I was just hiding my abilities before," Ye Chang'an replied with a smile. His genuine, heartfelt smile was exceptionally pure, making Su Mei feel a pang of longing.

Cheng Ling Shuang's eyes also flickered, but she frowned slightly.

—Did he just absorb true qi into his body?

Cheng Ling Shuang, nicknamed "Little Immortal," possessed exceptional talent and a natural holy mark, giving her a strong perception of Destruction energy.

She had clearly noticed Ye Chang'an's action of absorbing Destruction energy into his body.

However...

"It must be an illusion. He doesn't have a Sword Heart yet."

Cheng Ling Shuang mumbled, dismissing the thought. Ye Chang'an's restless personality really didn't mesh well with a Sword Heart.

So, she didn't dwell on it any further.

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On the fifth day after descending the mountain, the children finally arrived at a bustling city and bought the musical instrument Ye Chang'an needed.

"Alright, it's time for us to go back," Su Mei declared, intending to lead the children back up the mountain.

Jiang Wanru's little face instantly fell.

"Senior Sister, let's play a little longer. There's so much fun stuff here."

"Senior Sister, can we just play for one more day?"

Jiang Wanxi chimed in with a plea, wanting to play just like her sister.

An eight-year-old child naturally wants to play.

Cheng Ling Shuang was an exception; it didn't matter whether she played or not.

"Sigh, junior sister, it's not that I don't want you to play, it's just that we don't have enough money. If we play any longer, we'll have to sleep under the stars on the way back."

Su Mei sighed and shook her head, then the twin sisters turned to beg Ye Chang'an.

Their second senior sister was too opinionated; she wouldn't change her mind once she'd decided something.

But if they could pull Ye Chang'an into their "want to play" camp, Su Mei would likely change her tune.

In terms of pampering, Su Mei was no less than Lin Zhaoyu.

This was because this kid had caused the most trouble for Su Mei since he was little.

"Chang'an, let's stay and play for one more day."

"Chang'an, please~"

The two sisters each grabbed one of his hands and shook him, leaving Ye Chang'an feeling helpless.

He didn't want to play games with children, but if it meant playing music in this bustling city, he was very interested.

"Su Mei, don't worry about the money. I'll handle it."

Ye Chang'an confidently spoke, swaying the zither he had just acquired. He found an open space and sat down cross-legged.

He plucked the strings to test the sound, confirmed the tuning was okay, and immediately began.

"Okay, folks, all eyes on me, focus on me."

"Look at me, look at me, I have an announcement."

"I am a wandering traveler who has passed through this blessed land and am short on funds. I hope all you good people can grace me with an opportunity."

"Those with money, please support me with your money; those without, please support me with your presence."