[On the first day, you suddenly discovered that you seemed to have lost something, but could not quite grasp what it was.
You mobilized your Primordial Spirit and carefully examined your memories.
A moment later, you suddenly realized that you had lost contact with the system.
Vaguely understanding something, you made a Daoist bow toward the sky overhead, then turned and returned to your cave abode.]
Xu Changxing could not help pausing slightly as he read this text.
This was the first time he had seen his simulated self remember the system.
Clearly, after condensing his Primordial Spirit, he could now keep his memories from being arbitrarily altered.
Even so, his simulated self still could not find any trace of the system's existence.
He instinctively put himself in his simulated self's position and realized that the blow of such a sudden loss would probably be considerable.
Fortunately, he had broken through every major realm through his own efforts, rather than having them bestowed by the system.
Thus, after suddenly losing the system, his state of mind had merely wavered somewhat, rather than descending into madness as though the sky had collapsed.
It seems I'll still have to advance through the realms one solid step at a time...
Something stirred faintly in Xu Changxing's heart, and he continued watching the simulation unfold.
[In the second month, after spending a month in seclusion adjusting, you stabilized your state of mind again.
You decided to rely on your own strength to cleave through the fetters of this world.
As you made this decision, you began your seclusion.]
[In March of the fifteenth year, having gained a clear understanding of the path ahead, you progressed quite quickly.
In just fifteen years, you broke through a minor realm and reached middle Spirit Transformation.
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