Simulation Ends

[You are acting like a madman, constantly charging and killing.]

[Your entire body is covered in a thick layer of blood scabs.]

[These blood scabs are constantly stained with new blood, drying and wetting, wetting and drying.]

[You can no longer distinguish whether it is your own blood or the blood of your enemies.]

[The True Qi within your body has been replenished countless times.]

[Your Inner Divinity Pills are all gone.]

[You start downgrading to Qi and Blood Pills.]

[Although the recovery of True Qi is a bit slower, fortunately, they can be supplied almost without limit.]

[You kill from day to dusk.]

[You have countless wounds on your body.]

[Your hands and feet have long been numb.]

[The Soul Awakening Saber is tied to your hand with strips of cloth to prevent it from slipping.]

[At first, when you were besieged, the other onlookers were still able to talk eloquently.]

[Guessing when you would die.]

[But now they are all silent.]

[They watch you silently.]

[Watching you being besieged by more than two hundred martial artists who are one or two realms higher than you.]

[Your desperate fight has completely conquered the surrounding onlookers.]

[Gradually, of the more than two hundred people on the opposite side, only the last eight remain.]

[They are all Divine Organ peak martial artists.]

[Your body is overdrafted to the limit.]

[New injuries and old injuries continue to accumulate.]

[The inside of your body is already a complete mess.]

[The Qi and Blood Pills you swallow can no longer be absorbed by your body.]

[You can no longer generate new True Qi.]

[You can't even sense whether the bottleneck in your cultivation has loosened.]

[The eight people on the opposite side are also covered in wounds and have reached their limit.]

[They are equally exhausted.]

[They no longer have hatred for you, only instinctive killing intent.]

[You roar and charge again.]

[There are seven people left on the opposite side.]

[……Six left.]

[……Five.]

[……]

["Two..." you gasp for breath, as if you will fall down at any moment.]

[Of the two people opposite you, one is leaning on a large axe, half-kneeling on the ground, barely managing not to fall.]

[The other is supporting his shoulder, standing unsteadily.]

[You use your last bit of strength to chop off the head of the standing man.]

[The man half-kneeling and leaning on the large axe no longer has the strength to react to his companion being killed, allowing his companion to fall in front of him.]

[He just stares straight at you.]

["One..." your legs give way, and you fall to the ground.]

[You no longer have a shred of strength.]

[The man also sees that you are completely exhausted.]

[He drags his heavily injured and exhausted body towards you.]

[You watch him crawl over, but you can't even move a finger.]

[He crawls in front of you and slowly raises his sharp axe.]

["Still can't break through..." you think silently.]

[The axe is raised high above your head, temporarily blocking the light of the sky.]

[The axe begins to gradually enlarge in your eyes.]

[You stare blankly at the axe, a trace of unwillingness appearing in your eyes.]

"Just one left, I can't accept this!"

Suddenly, you seem to hear a faint sound.

Like the sound of a treasured saber shattering.

This wonderful sound comes from within your body.

An invisible barrier suddenly bursts open!

Clang—

The burly man before you, along with his axe, is cleaved in two.

"Zero!"

You have finally broken through to the initial stage of Marrow Cleansing!

Your physical condition is improving.

Your body is constantly being repaired.

True Qi, long absent, floods your body once more.

The incredibly dense True Qi makes you so comfortable that you roar towards the sky.

Now, if you were to face Mao Mingfeng at the initial stage of Essence Refining again, You could instantly kill him!

You sway as you slowly stand up.

Beneath your feet lies a field of corpses.

Over two hundred bodies neatly arranged.

You shout with elation, "Who else—!"

The other onlookers are now completely silent.

Wan Qingluan silently walks over and supports you.

You smile at her.

The great battle concludes.

You and Wan Qingluan return to the oasis villa.

Half a month later.

On the surface, your injuries have completely healed.

You appear no different from a normal person.

But you know your days are numbered.

That great battle consumed your origin and lifespan.

Although you barely broke through to Marrow Cleansing at the last moment, It also led to the exhaustion of your last bit of vitality.

Your body is like a piece of rotten wood, seemingly intact on the outside but decayed within, emitting a strong aura of death.

You no longer fight anyone.

You no longer cultivate.

Every day, you only focus on tending to flowers and plants in the oasis villa.

Your villa has become a garden villa.

Wan Qingluan greatly enjoys these flowers, plants, and trees.

She has been living here with you ever since the great battle.

You also often fish in the pond.

You release the fish you catch back into the water, just to pass the time sitting by the pond.

You become increasingly drowsy.

You are only awake for two or three hours each day.

You often fall asleep while talking to Wan Qingluan in your chair.

Wan Qingluan gently covers you with a blanket, Silently staying by your side as you sleep peacefully.

You no longer leave the Azure Mesa Desert.

Your physical condition can no longer support long journeys.

The furthest you walk each day is from the villa to the pond outside.

Although it is only a few hundred feet, it takes you a long time to walk.

Seventy-second year.

[You were fishing by the pond today.]

[But you fell asleep again without realizing it.]

[A fish took the bait and dragged the fishing rod away, startling you awake.]

[You didn't continue fishing.]

[You seemed to sense something.]

[You went back to the villa.]

[You called for Wan Qingluan.]

[You and Wan Qingluan sat side-by-side on a chair.]

[You lay sideways on her lap.]

[She didn't speak, only gently stroked your cheek.]

[Her slender, soft hand felt very comfortable.]

["Qingluan," you called out.]

[Wan Qingluan: "Husband, I'm here."]

[You curled your lip: "Although you hope to see me die, could you restrain the expectation in your eyes a little?"]

[Wan Qingluan smiled: "Is it that obvious?"]

["You're practically holding a knife, ready to stab me."]

[Wan Qingluan smiled, pursing her lips: "Husband, then how long until you finally die?"]

[You really wanted to laugh.]

[But your eyelids grew heavier and heavier.]

[The world before you began to blur.]

[Your consciousness gradually dissipated.]

[You murmured softly: "You crazy woman… I… will be back…"]

[Like a computer screen going black.]

[Your world suddenly plunged into darkness.]

[You died.]

[This simulation has ended.]

He Yu's consciousness returned.

Golden Saber Academy, in He Yu's own room.

He Yu was stunned for a moment.

It felt like he had truly lived an entire lifetime, and a massive amount of memories flooded into He Yu's mind.

It was like having a lively dream.

Fortunately, the emotions from the simulation weren't carried over, which meant He Yu didn't have any extra emotional baggage.

"I am an emotionless simulation machine!"

He Yu had traveled almost the entire Great Qian in this simulation.

Only the Eastern Sea on the far east side remained unvisited.

The gains from this simulation were also exceptionally astonishing.

He Yu became excited.

He rubbed his hands together, like a green bean fly.

"It's time to take stock of the gains from this simulation!"

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