A Supreme Treasure Emerges, and the World Stirs!

A Supreme Treasure Emerges, and the World Stirs! [Year 41, age 59.]

[You replaced "A Flash of Inspiration" with "The Older the More Fortunate."]

The simulation was about to reach age sixty. This term, which guaranteed a rare-quality term every ten years starting from age sixty, was naturally about to make its appearance.

Chen Yi continued his meticulous adjustments.

Meanwhile, over the past nine years, simulated Chen Yi had treated the Eastern Wilderness like his personal all-you-can-eat Demon Soul buffet.

In the regions where he was active, Demon Race members wet themselves in terror the moment they caught his scent.

He truly was a man who slaughtered demons like mowing hemp.

Some Demon Race members secretly gave simulated Chen Yi a nickname—Demon Dread!

The trouble was, not only was this Demon Dread monstrously difficult to kill, but whenever they finally had a chance to finish him off, Wuji Sword Sect experts would always appear and save his life.

The Demon Race of the Eastern Wilderness was so enraged that they would wake up in the middle of the night just to curse him a few times!

Simulated Chen Yi had once filled the Myriad Souls Banner to capacity.

At present, the Myriad Souls Banner only had the body of a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, so it could hold no more than three thousand Demon Souls.

Of course, if it held ordinary people, it could fit a hundred times more. That would at least live up to its name as the "Myriad" Souls Banner.

Whenever the Myriad Souls Banner was full, Chen Yi made it maximize its "refining" efficiency.

As a result, he obtained a massive amount of soul power.

His cultivation had been forcefully propelled all the way to the peak of the tenth Soul Tempering.

What lay before simulated Chen Yi was another Martial Dao hurdle—breaking through to the Golden Body Realm!

In truth, the first three Martial Dao realms—Body Refining, Spirit Gathering, and Soul Tempering—could be regarded as one major realm, known as the Martial Dao Initial Realm.

Starting from Golden Body, however, Golden Body, Spirit Sea, and Spirit Condensation made up the Martial Dao Middle Realm.

As for above Spirit Condensation, that was naturally the Martial Dao Latter Realm.

Therefore, breaking through from Soul Tempering to Golden Body was not merely difficult for Martial Artists with Low-Grade Bone Structure. Even those with good Root Bone would still encounter a bottleneck.

"Luckily, he has the Myriad Souls Banner. That little bastard still seems to have a way to solve his breakthrough problem."

["We need to find an Earth Vein, right?"]

["That's right, buddy! For someone in your situation, conventional breakthrough methods like taking medicine, formations, enlightenment, or having a senior pour cultivation into you are all a waste of effort!"]

["If I find this thing called an 'Earth Vein,' I can break through?"]

["Why can you cultivate Internal Cultivation and condense spiritual energy? Answer me!"]

["Because there's Heaven and Earth Essence."]

["Then where does Heaven and Earth Essence come from?"]

["Earth Veins?"]

["Congratulations! You've even learned to answer before being called on!"]

[After the Myriad Souls Banner put it that way, you seemed to understand the importance of Earth Veins.]

["As long as you are within an Earth Vein, I can help you draw out its essence and use the most primordial, pure power of heaven and earth to smash open the shackles of Martial Dao!"]

["Then where are the Earth Veins?"]

["Legend says Earth Veins can move, so I don't know where they are either. Just look for them."]

["Legend says? You didn't just make that up, did you?"]

["Nonsense! Would a dignified Immortal Artifact lie to a mortal like you?"]

["Can you really sense Earth Veins?"]

["Of course I can! As long as you get close to an Earth Vein, I'll definitely sense it!"]

[You realized that in this life, you were fated to run errands, forever wandering everywhere.]

[The next time you encountered a term like Walking Without Fatigue, you absolutely had to bring it along.]

[Year 42, age 60.]

[Drawing terms...]

[Term successfully drawn!]

["Three Swordmasters of the Bush" (Green): When you hide in bushes, you are theoretically invisible. In other words, if the other party does not look at you, they cannot see you; if their Spiritual Sense does not sweep over you, they cannot discover you.]

[Adjust term?]

[Yes/No]

As Chen Yi looked at the term's effect, it was as though a string of ellipses drifted over his head.

It felt like reading the nonsense statement, "If you are alive, then you are not dead yet."

"This is actually a Green Term? Can you believe it?"

Chen Yi felt that these low-level terms might be useful, yet the idea of low-level terms being useful seemed equally unlikely.

[At sixty years old, your body remained robust.]

[The feeling of entering old age in this life was completely different from the previous one.]

[In your previous life, you had not even lived to this age.]

["Earth Veins... They sound like something very fundamental. Could they be in the Central Plains?"]

[The Demon Souls in the Myriad Souls Banner now remained around three thousand for long periods, while the banner's interior also contained countless Demon Race materials.]

[There was little point in remaining in the Eastern Wilderness. You might as well return to the Central Plains, resell the materials for a fortune, and upgrade the Myriad Souls Banner.]

[You could also ask around for any demonic cultivator methods that might allow you to break through to the Golden Body Realm.]

[All you cared about was breaking through. You did not care what monstrous floods might follow afterward; dying would still be a profit.]

[Over these years in the Eastern Wilderness, you had essentially lived like a savage.]

[Without a fixed home, you wandered everywhere, fighting and killing.]

[You did want to live like a civilized man, but the place was barren wilderness. The only inhabited areas were the great families and great sects built atop Spiritual Meridians.]

[Those people would not welcome a shabby old man with low cultivation like you.]

[And with the Myriad Souls Banner in hand, you did not dare seek lodging on their turf.]

[Being wild in the Eastern Wilderness was one thing, but once you returned to the Central Plains, you had to spruce yourself up. Otherwise, you might be mistaken for an ape demon and eliminated.]

[As you stood by the water, grooming your hair and beard in its reflection, your nose suddenly caught a peculiar scent.]

["A supreme treasure?"]

[A suspicious expression appeared on your face.]

[Every time you smelled a supreme treasure, you never managed to obtain it. Sometimes, you even suffered misfortune instead, to the point that you no longer had the motivation to pursue them.]

["Forget it. I should still go take a look. The predecessors plant trees so later generations can enjoy the shade. What if I become awesome in the next simulation?"]

[You were in no hurry and continued tidying up your appearance.]

[Nothing Treasure-Seeking Nose could smell was simple. These things were not cabbages growing by the roadside—whoever arrived first got it.]

[Only after making yourself look somewhat human did you rise and follow the scent.]

[Suddenly!]

[In some direction behind you, enormous creatures seemed to be galloping across the ground. Their wild strides made the earth tremble and sent dust flying everywhere.]

[You climbed to a high place and focused your gaze.]

[In the distance, nine four-legged giant beasts with Dragon horns pulled a magnificent golden carriage, racing over the earth like wind and lightning, crushing through everything and ignoring all terrain as they charged forward in a straight line!]

[There were quite a few people in the carriage, and they all looked either wealthy or noble!]

["Holy shit! Nine dragons pulling a carriage? What a spectacle!"]

["Bzzzz—"]

[A strange high-frequency sound came from the sky.]

[You looked up and saw a colossal bronze vessel cutting across the heavens, like an aircraft carrier flying through the sky!]

[It was packed with people, every one of them carrying an extraordinary bearing. At a glance, none were ordinary folk!]

["Holy shit, holy shit! A large flying Spiritual Artifact? So cool!"]

[What surprised you even more was that some Martial Artists flew directly through the air, leaving behind thunderous sonic booms and surging shockwaves!]

["Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"]

["Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit... Flying through the air?! Martial Dao Kings?!"]

[Experts were arriving from the Central Plains, the Northern Territory, and the Southern Border.]

[Like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own divine abilities, even their methods of travel proclaimed their strength.]

[Without question, they had also discovered the supreme treasure you smelled. They were rushing there to fight for it!]

["A treasure emerges, and the world stirs! Such a huge spectacle is happening right nearby—what a waste it would be not to join in!"]

Liu Zi had taught himself the skills to make animated comics. When he had the time, he would turn his own novel into an animation and post it for everyone to watch. If you are interested, you can follow his Douyin by searching the author's name.

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