At dawn, White Cloud County's market was bustling with noise and excitement.
Chen Yi strolled through it, savoring the rich warmth of everyday life.
"Last simulation, I was basically dealing with big shots the whole time. It was hard to see this sort of down-to-earth life."
Chen Yi was grateful that he had the Simulator.
Even though he was about to charge into the Real Realm, he could still remain amid the peaceful mortal bustle.
The Real Realm was vast and boundless, and only harsher challenges awaited him there. He was afraid he would find it difficult to enjoy such peaceful days again.
Chen Yi bought some sugar figurines and little toys, then paid a visit to Third Sister's home.
In reality, Chen Yi had just caused havoc in the Star Domain two days ago, stolen the Star Source, and abducted the Qiankun Mirror.
He had been away from White Cloud County for a long time. Today, he had come to reassure Third Sister that he was safe.
Still, for a Martial God to come reassure an ordinary mortal that he was safe was truly a little strange.
"Should I change the way I live?"
Look at those Martial Gods—no, even Martial Saints. Every one of them was a major power in their own right, held lofty positions, and had people bustling around at their command.
Chen Yi considered whether he should cultivate his own faction and trusted subordinates.
But on second thought, there seemed to be no need.
Because he was improving far too quickly.
After a few more simulations, even the Void Realm might not be able to contain him. What meaning was there in building a faction in the Human World?
Managing a faction also took a great deal of effort, and Chen Yi could not be