Through this incomparably lifelike experience, Xu Changxing quickly finished watching the contents of this simulation.
As expected, the method he wanted to find, which could conceal fluctuations in qi and blood, had not been censored.
Besides the method he had created himself, he also learned spell arts for cultivating qi and blood.
This method, which cultivated only the flesh rather than the primordial spirit, made Xu Changxing click his tongue in wonder.
But his greatest gain this time was neither of these two cultivation techniques. It was experiencing battles against Demon Kings from a first-person perspective.
In particular, during the battle against three Demon Kings at once, he had pushed his swordsmanship almost to its limits.
Those streaks of sword light gave Xu Changxing tremendous inspiration.
Several sword moves he had yet to work out found their answers in that battle.
His self a hundred years in the future could almost be called a Sword God.
Yet even so, he had only managed to severely wound two Demon Kings before his primordial spirit was exhausted and he died.
The might of the upper realm's Demon Kings also left Xu Changxing inwardly clicking his tongue.
He spent a full two months in seclusion before thoroughly digesting his gains from this simulation.
Compared with two months earlier, his sword intent had become considerably more condensed.
Besides improving his sword flight, Xu Changxing also tried cultivating that qi-and-blood method.
To his delight, he discovered that this technique, which focused solely on the flesh, did not conflict with his primordial spirit cultivation method.
The only problem was that there were no demon beasts with powerful qi and blood here for him to eat, so his cultivation progressed slowly.
But that was no real problem for Xu Changxing. He merely needed to run a few