Gu Han opened his eyes to pitch-black darkness.
A light rain pattered outside the tent. Only scattered firelight pierced the thin canvas, allowing him to barely make out the scene within.
This was a small tent of barely ten square meters. Dozens of soldiers in tattered armor, covered head to toe in blood and reeking of stench, lay sprawled crookedly across it like corpses.
Thunderous snores flooded Gu Han's ears, interspersed now and then with teeth grinding, sleep-talk, even curses and imprecations. Like the howls of demons in hell, they sent chills through his heart.
"Suicide Squad!"
An unfamiliar term suddenly crashed into Gu Han's mind, making his body jolt as he understood his predicament.
He had transmigrated!
This was neither any dynasty he knew from his previous life nor even Earth, but a country called the Yue Kingdom.
Here, there were not only martial arts masters who leapt high and raced across rooftops, the kind found only in novels from his previous life, but also legendary "immortals" who lived for centuries, rode swords upon the wind, and trod the azure heavens.
These immortals possessed immense power and naturally held incomparably exalted status. Some of the stronger ones were treated with respect as equals even by the ruler of the Great Yi Dynasty, who did not dare slight them.
His predecessor had originally been a collateral descendant of a great lineage called the Gu Family in the capital. He shared Gu Han's name and was also called Gu Han. This year, at twelve years old, he had just completed his hundred-day foundation building and entered the first realm of martial cultivation, the Flesh Refining Realm.
Born into such a great lineage, even though the original Gu Han had merely been from a collateral branch, his starting point had surpassed the finish line of countless ordinary people in this world. His future had been bright indeed.
In the future, even if he failed to become Xiantian or first-rate, with the support of his lineage and parents, becoming a Second-rate Master would not have been difficult.
If he could later pull a few strings and be sent out to serve as an official in a prefectural city or somewhere similar, he would be a local emperor, able to hold the lives and deaths of tens of millions in his hands, standing above ten thousand people.
But alas, the heavens had unpredictable storms, and people had fortunes and misfortunes that could come overnight.
Some days ago, an ignorant direct descendant of the Gu Family had accidentally offended an immortal who had descended into the mortal world.
In his fury, that immortal had not only personally slain every Xiantian expert in the family who had been hailed as standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, but had also joined forces with the imperial court to uproot the entire Gu Family.
In that calamity, the Gu Family's direct-line experts and descendants had all perished. Even recognized experts among the collateral branches had been purged. The original Gu Han's parents, uncles, grandfather, and other martial artists had all been slaughtered by the imperial army in that disaster.
Only collateral descendants like the original Gu Han, who had just stepped onto the path of martial cultivation and were still young, had barely survived. Girls were sent to become state prostitutes, while boys were exiled to the borderlands and conscripted into the army's Suicide Squad, to seek that slim thread of life amid certain death.
And this, it was said, had been the result of that immortal showing great mercy and unwillingness to create further slaughter.
"What great mercy!"
Recalling the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in his mind, Gu Han could not help but feel his teeth turn cold.
As an ordinary person who had grown up in the new century, although there had been darkness and injustice beneath the surface in his previous life, the life and human rights of most people had still been protected. As a citizen, no one could casually take your life.
How could it be like this world, with such naked laws of the jungle? As long as you were weak, even if your entire family was slaughtered and you yourself were thrown into the Suicide Squad to face nine deaths and one life, you did not dare harbor the slightest resentment toward the murderer. What absurdity was this?
"Ding!"
"Host's successful world transmigration detected. Immortal Cultivation Simulator is officially starting. Loading simulator data..."
"Ding!"
"Data loading complete. Immortal Cultivation Simulator officially activated."
Just as Gu Han stood stunned, a string of mechanical system prompts rang out in his mind. Immediately afterward, a transparent attribute panel appeared before his eyes.
Name: Gu Han
Level: 1
Realm: Flesh Refining Realm
Cultivation Technique: "Vajra Body Refining Fist"
Skills: None
System Skills:
① Simulation: Consume a certain number of Simulation Points to conduct a simulation, generating a new identity in the myriad heavens and worlds and beginning a new life.
② Insight: Can inspect individuals no more than 20 levels above the host and obtain detailed information without consuming Simulation Points.
Current Simulation Points: 100 (Simulation Points are abundant. Simulation available.)
"Simulation? Insight? Immortal Cultivation Simulator?"
Looking at the unfamiliar attribute panel that had abruptly appeared before him, Gu Han was surprised but not frightened.
He was not a native of this world. In his previous life, Gu Han had occasionally read quite a few web novels for entertainment and was no stranger to cheat abilities such as systems, external aids, and attribute panels.
This so-called "Immortal Cultivation Simulator" before him was, at present, very likely his cheat.
Moreover, judging from its description, it seemed somewhat similar to cheats such as the "Myriad Heavens Disk" and "World Pearl." Their purpose was to let their users travel through the myriad heavens and worlds, use the resources of other worlds to supplement and strengthen themselves, and ultimately achieve transcendence.
Compared to those cheats, however, this simulator was more like a game. It could only generate a virtual identity and could not send his physical body there.
The benefit was that it was safer. No matter how recklessly he courted death in the simulated world, it would not harm his real self.
Of course, there was also a downside: cultivation gained in the simulated world could not be brought into the real world. He could only obtain cultivation techniques, experience, and the like.
Forget it. How could anything in this world be utterly perfect? Obtaining the Immortal Cultivation Simulator is already a blessing for me, Gu Han. How could I dare ask for more? I'll conduct a simulation for now and see whether this Immortal Cultivation Simulator is as I suspect. If it is, it may at least relieve the pressing danger I face in the real world!
Gu Han silently thought to himself.
This was not the modern world, but an ancient battlefield like an Asura purgatory. In such an environment, let alone a Flesh Refining Realm martial artist like him who had just crossed the threshold of martial cultivation, even second-rate and first-rate martial artists could not guarantee with absolute certainty that they would emerge unscathed.
More importantly, because the original Gu Han had just completed his hundred-day foundation building and been seized by the imperial court before he could learn the Gu Family's martial arts, he now possessed only one foundation-building body-refining martial art: the Vajra Body Refining Fist.
Although this fist technique was a top-tier Body Refining Fist Technique that had emerged from the Dragon Elephant Vajra Temple, the foremost sacred land of Yue Kingdom martial arts a hundred years ago, it contained only body-tempering methods and not the slightest method of attack or killing. As a result, the original Gu Han's actual strength had been far inferior even to that of ordinary Flesh Refining Realm martial artists, making the current Gu Han all the more endangered.
Therefore, for the moment, his only option was to use this so-called "Immortal Cultivation Simulator" to simulate worlds, temper himself in those simulated worlds, and learn martial arts meant for attack and killing. Only then might he find where that slim thread of life lay.
"Simulator, consume Simulation Points and begin a world simulation!"
Having made up his mind, Gu Han no longer delayed and immediately issued the command to the simulator in his mind.
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