Simulation Again

"Perfect Mastery."

Elder Jingyun was slightly taken aback, then chanted a Buddhist invocation.

"Amitabha! Monastics do not lie! Jiang Chuan, have you truly brought the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist to Perfect Mastery?"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist had thirty-six forms in all.

Memorizing the moves and using them at a basic level was not difficult, but to reach Perfect Mastery, ordinary disciples would need at least half a year, or even a full year.

"That's right. If you do not believe me, Elder, I can demonstrate," Jiang Chuan said confidently.

"Then make your move."

The moment Elder Jingyun finished speaking, the blue man condensed from magic power walked toward Jiang Chuan.

Jing Hui and the other disciples immediately retreated to the surroundings.

A light breeze brushed past, stirring the hem of Jiang Chuan's monk robes and bringing a thread of coolness.

Jiang Chuan drove power through both knees, and his entire body was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain as he pounced at the blue man.

"Roar!"

Jiang Chuan clenched his five fingers, and the fist wind he raised was like a tiger's roar. His right fist was as though the gaping, blood-filled maw of a fierce tiger, charging straight toward the blue man's chest.

Bang!

The blue man was like a kite with its string cut, sent flying directly by Jiang Chuan's blow.

"He really did bring the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist to Perfect Mastery!"

A trace of surprise surfaced in Elder Jingyun's eyes. "To reach Perfect Mastery in the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist after watching only three times—such talent is top-tier even across the entire Warrior Monk Institute. This child has no small hope of entering Arhat Hall in the future."

"Junior Brother Jiang Chuan, as expected of one with the aptitude of a Buddha Son, to bring the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist to Perfect Mastery so quickly!" Jing Hui raised a thumb at Jiang Chuan.

The monks around them looked at Jiang Chuan with surprise, astonishment, and shock in their eyes as well.

Jiang Chuan's expression was calm.

He had cultivated for five years in the simulated world. If he still could not bring the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist to Perfect Mastery, he really might as well find a block of tofu and smash himself dead against it.

A smile appeared at the corner of Elder Jingyun's mouth. "Jiang Chuan, your talent is excellent. Ordinary fist arts and spells have limited power, and cultivating them would only waste your time. How about this: go to the second floor of the Scripture Repository and choose a cultivation art or divine ability to practice."

"Sure enough, everything has to be fought for! In five years in the simulated world, I never once gained a chance to enter the second floor of the Scripture Repository, yet now I've obtained it so easily."

Jiang Chuan's heart surged, but on the surface he remained composed. "Many thanks, Elder Jingyun."

Elder Jingyun then took out a Green Gourd from the Storage Bag at his waist and tossed it to Jiang Chuan.

"Cultivation arts and divine abilities are good, but realm is the foundation. You are now at the First Realm, Ninth Layer, only one step away from the Second Realm. This gourd of Spirit Ginseng Body Tempering Pills can help you break through to the Second Realm faster."

Jiang Chuan caught the Green Gourd, and had just been about to thank him when Elder Jingyun interrupted.

"You passing the assessment and entering the Warrior Monk Institute will be the best thanks you can give me."

"This disciple will definitely pass the assessment and enter the Warrior Monk Institute," Jiang Chuan said solemnly.

Immediately afterward, Jiang Chuan turned and left, heading for the Scripture Repository.

From the outside, the Scripture Repository looked less like a pavilion and more like a majestic pagoda.

Walking into the Scripture Repository, Jiang Chuan could not help feeling moved. "I've come to the Scripture Repository again!"

After explaining his purpose to the elder of the Scripture Repository, Jiang Chuan walked straight to the second floor.

Arriving on the second floor and looking at row after row of bookshelves, Jiang Chuan recalled the "Ruyi Heart Sutra" he had obtained in the simulation.

"What use does Su Wanwan, that Demonic Sorceress, have for Buddhist scriptures?"

As he thought, Jiang Chuan went to the bookshelf in the northeast corner and skillfully took out the "Ruyi Heart Sutra."

Jiang Chuan flipped through three pages and discovered that the "Ruyi Heart Sutra" was not much different from the opening of the Bodhi Qi Refining Art he had been taught when he entered the temple.

The only difference was that before cultivating, one first had to subdue the "Restless Mind and Wild Horse."

As for the differences later on...

The Scripture Repository was shrouded by an array. All cultivation arts and divine abilities could only be flipped through for three pages. The later content could only be read after taking them out of the Scripture Repository.

Closing the "Ruyi Heart Sutra," Jiang Chuan rubbed his chin.

"People of the demonic path have always refused to rise early without profit. As an inner disciple of the Mortal World Demonic Sect, Su Wanwan definitely wouldn't travel thousands upon thousands of miles to Bodhi Temple for an ordinary cultivation art. This 'Ruyi Heart Sutra' definitely has a secret!"

Thinking this, Jiang Chuan no longer hesitated. He took the "Ruyi Heart Sutra" and walked down from the second floor.

After completing the registration, he returned to his own residence.

His residence was a cramped little room of five square meters. Aside from three beds, the room had only a half-meter-long wooden table and a round stool; there was not even a place to set one's feet.

Jiang Chuan sat down on the round stool and began flipping through the "Ruyi Heart Sutra."

As time passed, Jiang Chuan's brows gradually knitted together.

"Don't tell me I was tricked by Su Wanwan, that sorceress? Aside from some content involving one's state of mind, there isn't the slightest remarkable part to this scripture."

Jiang Chuan, unwilling to believe it, repeatedly flipped through the "Ruyi Heart Sutra."

Only when the bright moon hung high did Jiang Chuan finally put down the "Ruyi Heart Sutra."

Jiang Chuan rubbed his temples. "Could Su Wanwan really have just been testing me? I know I'm handsome, but surely not handsome enough to make a Demonic Sorceress who's only met me three or four times utterly devoted to me, right? Unless..."

Jiang Chuan suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that this Ruyi Heart Sutra isn't meant to be read with the eyes, but like a visualization diagram, has to be viewed with Divine Sense?"

Just then, a crisp voice rang out in Jiang Chuan's mind.

Ding! Simulation attempts reset. Begin simulation?

"Whether it needs to be viewed with Divine Sense or not, I'll know right away in the simulation world."

Jiang Chuan immediately began the simulation.

Ding! Simulation begins. Now randomly matching the host with a Love Simulation Target.

Ding! Match successful.

The romance target matched for this simulation is Ji Xinyu, an outer disciple of Nine Heavens Palace.

"Nine Heavens Palace? If I remember correctly, Nine Heavens Palace is out on the East Sea, at least a hundred and fifty thousand li from Bodhi Temple."

The corner of Jiang Chuan's eye twitched slightly. "I just hope Ji Xinyu doesn't die before I go down the mountain."

In order to pass the Warrior Monk Institute's assessment, you took the Spirit Ginseng Body Tempering Pill bestowed by Elder Jingyun and successfully broke through to Second Realm Body Forging.

After breaking through to Second Realm Body Forging, you continued swallowing Spirit Ginseng Body Tempering Pills to cultivate, and ultimately, before the assessment, successfully broke through to the Second Realm, Third Layer.

Before the assessment, Elder Jingyun came to find you, offered you some encouragement, and said that he was very much looking forward to another heavenly prodigy emerging from the Warrior Monk Institute.

Looking at the images that appeared out of thin air in his mind, Jiang Chuan murmured to himself, "I keep feeling like I've forgotten something. Forget it, I won't think about it. I'll think after the simulation ends."

Carrying Elder Jingyun's expectations, you began the Warrior Monk Institute assessment together with over a thousand monks from the Chore Yard, Kitchen, and Pill Room.

At the same time, within the courtyard of the Chore Yard.

Jing Hui gripped a great axe and looked at the firewood before him, piled as high as his calves, his eyes bloodshot.

"Jiang Chuan! You bastard! I'll chop you to death!"

Bang!

The firewood split cleanly in two.

Kicking the split firewood to his side, Jing Hui wiped the beads of sweat sliding down his forehead, then looked up at the woodpile over two meters tall before him, his eyes filled with despair.

"Ahhh!!! Jiang Chuan! You just wait!"