Honkai Simulation, why is it always me who becomes the Herrscher

She attracted gazes with her voice, then plucked the strings to unleash the melody.

Sleepless Chang'an's traditional art, the Chang'an Melody, has arrived.

Chapter of Tai Xu: Section 1.4: Oops, I've Been Mistaken for a Little Immortal

People from different eras have different aesthetic standards for music. Music that dominated one era might not make waves in another.

The people of Shenzhou during the Ming Dynasty wouldn't feel much for the common, popular music of the time, but they flocked to classical music.

It was fortunate that the Chang'an Melody was classical music composed by Eden.

Its artistic conception and melody were greatly loved, and as soon as it was unleashed, it captured everyone's ears.

"Whose child is playing this? It's too beautiful."

"Hearing your zither's words today is like hearing celestial music, my ears are momentarily enlightened~"

Passing poets and scholars stopped to listen, and various words of praise quietly spread among the crowd.

Su Mei and the other girls were stunned. Even Cheng Ling Shuang, who was naturally innocent and sharp-tongued, couldn't find suitable words to criticize.

His image had been completely overturned.

Su Mei had known Ye Chang'an for eight years, and the three little ones had known him for five, but they had never seen Ye Chang'an so dashing and elegant.

He used to be a natural little rogue, but now he was like an immortal lord descending into the mortal world.

They could faintly feel the transcendent aura of Immortal Chi Yuan.

But Immortal Chi Yuan's transcendence was like, "All things are fleeting, my sleeves leave no dust."

While Ye Chang'an's transcendence was like, "All beings understand my intent, I sing freely with emotion."

The former detached from all beings, dwelling in a high pavilion, while the latter touched the mortal world to sing for the people.

"Beautiful, sounds wonderful."

When the song ended, everyone cheered. Copper coins, silver ingots, and paper money were generously placed before Ye Chang'an.

"Young master, could you play another song?"

Someone requested, their eyes full of hope.

"Of course."

Ye Chang'an smiled and nodded, effortlessly playing different versions of the Chang'an Melody.

He wanted to test it.

To see if the Chang'an Melody obtained from the simulation would work in this world.

So he calmly played the zither, and a crowd of common folk gathered to listen, their faces serene.

The gathering attracted more people, including not only ordinary citizens but also many martial artists.

They were swordsmen who had cultivated true qi, and they were Ye Chang'an's primary test subjects.

They stopped to listen and then discovered a problem.

"What's going on? My true qi is surging, it feels even stronger."

It wasn't that their true qi was surging; it was just that the Chang'an Melody made their bodies more adaptable to true qi.

It didn't increase the total amount of true qi, but it enhanced their control over it.

This was a tangible reinforcement.

They were confused and couldn't understand why.

Only when Ye Chang'an took a short break did the surge of their true qi slightly subside; when the music played again, the true qi surged once more.

"It's that child. His music is making me stronger."

The martial artists were utterly astonished. They exchanged glances, all confirming the source.

"Brother, could this child be a disciple of an immortal? Don't you think his aura is very similar to an immortal's?"

"Younger brother, you feel that too? I guess the song he's playing now must be the Tai Xu Sword Qi, the number one divine skill in the martial world."

"Tai Xu Sword Qi? Good heavens, that's incredible."

They discussed, they marveled.

Then, they became greedy.

Everyone in the martial world yearned for Immortal Chi Yuan's ultimate techniques. This was because Immortal Chi Yuan's eldest disciple, Lin Zhaoyu, had defeated the second strongest expert in the world—the Tri-Absolute Martial Crown, Yan Shiluó—at Wangshan at the young age of 21.

Yan Shiluó was a veteran expert who had dominated the martial world for many years, and he was defeated by a girl of 21.

This was the power of the Tai Xu Sword Qi, and it was the peerless divine skill that everyone in the Shenzhou martial world dreamed of obtaining.

They yearned for it, but had no opportunity.

Immortals were hard to find, and even if found, they were unattainable.

The Tai Xu Sword Qi was not something anyone could cultivate.

Yet, just listening to the zither music of "Tai Xu Sword Qi" had strengthened them slightly. They instantly fell into a misunderstanding.

"Immortal Chi Yuan lied; she just didn't want us to cultivate it."

Cherishing one's own possessions is human nature; they could understand that. But acting both possessive and holier-than-thou truly tarnished the Immortal's reputation.

"Big brother, let's kidnap this child and make him hand over the Tai Xu Sword Qi."

Greed arose from the heart, and malice grew in their guts.

Someone made a suggestion, and it was like planting a seed that instantly sprouted into a towering tree.

"Let's kidnap him! All of us together, and we'll share the divine technique once we get it."

They harbored wicked thoughts and began whispering about how to abduct him.

After all, he was a disciple of an Immortal. They had to be cautious, lest the Immortal search the entirety of Shenzhou for them and grind their bones to dust.

The Immortal's ruthless methods for dealing with those who had gone mad from cultivation were already widely known.

Therefore, they held back and quietly followed after listening to Ye Chang'an's performance.

They wanted to wait until these few children went to a desolate wilderness before making their move.

They waited for two days.

Jiang Wanru and the others had had their fill of fun and it was time to depart.

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"Make your move."

In the desolate mountains ten li outside the city, a group of people, calling themselves heroes but actually bandits, surrounded Ye Chang'an and the other four.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Su Mei's eyes widened as she questioned them, shielding the children behind her.

They could all tell that these people meant no good.

"Chang'an, don't be scared, we're here," Jiang Wanxi said, also protecting one side of Ye Chang'an.

The four girls stood like the Four Heavenly Kings, guarding Ye Chang'an in the center, exuding a sense of complete security.

Ye Chang'an was, of course, not afraid. He was even smiling happily.

It was because his test had yielded results.

"Uncles, are you planning to rob us? By the way, when you rob people, can't you at least have some discernment and see who's passing by before you rob them?

We're just a few kids, and we don't have any money on us."

All the money had been spent. Jiang Wanru had been having too much fun.

"No, no, no, little Immortal, you misunderstand. We brothers aren't after money. We just want the little Immortal to hand over the Tai Xu Sword Qi you have."

The leader, a burly man with a beard, stepped forward to reply. The saber in his hand gleamed coldly, making it clear he had no intention of a peaceful resolution.

"Tai Xu Sword Qi?" Ye Chang'an raised an eyebrow, knowing these cowards had gotten it wrong.

But he didn't correct them. He patted Cheng Ling Shuang's shoulder and joked, "Ling Shuang, he's asking you to hand over the Tai Xu Sword Qi. Why don't you teach them a lesson?"

Cheng Ling Shuang was speechless. She pouted and said, "My master said the Tai Xu Sword Qi cannot be casually passed on."

"Tsk, even if it were passed on, very few people could cultivate it anyway," Ye Chang'an clicked his tongue, still feeling resentful about the Sword Heart Art within the Tai Xu Sword Qi.

Who could blame him for not being able to practice it?

Putting aside his complaints, he raised his voice in response, "That uncle, my little Immortal says she can't hand over the Tai Xu Sword Qi. Could you please let us pass?"

If they didn't let them pass, don't blame him for being impolite.

He was no longer the same person he used to be. Even without the Herrscher core, he was capable of dealing with these hundred or so petty thieves.

"Hmph, you think you can leave without handing it over?" The burly man snorted, raising his hand and saber to give an order.

"Brothers, attack! Leave the little Immortal's life, kill everyone else."

Su Mei's expression turned grim. After assessing the combat strength of both sides, she said to Cheng Ling Shuang beside her:

"Ling Shuang, you take Chang'an and go. Wanxi and I will cover the rear."

The other party had explicitly stated they wouldn't kill the "little Immortal Cheng Ling Shuang," so she was the most suitable person to protect Ye Chang'an, who "didn't constitute a combat force."

As for the three covering the rear, there was no need to worry too much. Although they were young, their skills were not to be underestimated.

They would definitely be able to escape.

"Senior sister..." Cheng Ling Shuang wanted to discuss it, but the bandits didn't give them a chance and charged forward with their weapons.

PS: It seems there's a double monthly ticket event recently. Brothers who still have some saved up, can you throw them all at me? (＃^.^＃)

Chapter of Tai Xu: Section 1: 5. Immortal Chi Yuan is here, will I be split by the Inch Punch?

(Made some minor edits to the previous chapter, feel free to refresh and reread.)

A group of bandits charged forward, faces contorted in ferocity as they brandished their weapons. Ye Chang'an's smile remained undimmed, a crimson glint flashing in his dark eyes.

He gathered the ambient Destruction energy into his body, and under the effect of his authority, several azure swords materialized and hovered around him and the other five children.

The sword tips pointed at the approaching bandits, emitting a soft hum that simulated human speech.

"Anyone who takes a step forward will face my blade without mercy."

He was capable of such a feat now.

Even though 001 had mentioned that the gains from the simulation were infinitely close to zero, he had still reaped immense power from it.

The Sea of Consciousness Space manifested through the forging of his Sword Heart, the Chang'an Melody, the mental fragments of millions, and... the authority of the Arbiter of Sound Reason.

These were all intangible truths he had obtained from the simulated world, and they would not disappear just because he had left the simulation.

In the end, the moment he had headed towards the Cocoon of the End, he had already exited the simulation.

Although he didn't know why he had avoided death and returned outside the simulation, he suspected it had something to do with 001's resignation.

Romantic lies were always lies, mere embellishments crafted to conceal harsh realities.

Ye Chang'an knew this clearly, but he hadn't yet figured out how to tear away that veil of romance.

However, when it came to his own power, he had made up his mind from the very beginning.

—Use it when it needs to be used, no need to hold back.

Feigning weakness was a tactic, not a rigid strategy.

As an Arbiter, he should display the power befitting an Arbiter.

He was still the Arbiter of Sound Reason, even without the Herrscher core.