One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

[The two people Li Lingyue was most grateful for in her life were none other than these.]

[One was you, who changed her destiny.]

[The other was her master, who had supported her all the way through her growth, treating her like her own daughter, as close as a biological mother—Hua Wuyan.]

[”If I don’t avenge this, may I not be worthy of being called an emperor!”]

[In the seventy-seventh year, at ninety-six years old.]

[The world war between the human world and the Dragon-Man Realm had entered a brief ceasefire.]

[A hundred thousand Dragon-Men had established a stronghold east of the Hundred Death Mountains, holding a strategic position in the middle of the Great Wastes, preventing the human world from crossing over.]

[To strengthen their defensive forces, Frigid Heaven Venerable, who was originally supposed to guard the breach, was transferred over.]

[The Frigid Heaven Venerable, severely injured by Black Wind’s attack, also had to fight while still wounded.]

[With three Heaven Venerables holding the formation, plus the Earth Venerables who could temporarily enter the Martial God realm, although the Dragon-Men had suffered heavy losses, the human world allied forces still couldn’t annihilate them.][The human world allied forces remained stationed beneath the One-Line-Sky Grand Array at Cangqiong Ridge.]

[At this point.]

[After more than two years of war, the Starry Domains lay in ruins.]

[After two large-scale battles on the ground, the area east of the Hundred Death Mountains was occupied by the Dragon-Men; the area from the Hundred Death Mountains to the Eastern Wastes became a buffer zone; Cangqiong Ridge was the human world allied forces’ defensive line; and the Five Regions west of Cangqiong Ridge remained in human hands.]

[”Lingyue, I’m planning to go scout out some information inside the Dragon-Men’s stronghold. They’re neither fighting nor retreating, which means they’re definitely cooking something up. Dragging this out won’t do us any good.”]

[In the military camp, you said to the Five Regions’ Grand Emperor Li Lingyue, who had come to inspect.]

[Upon hearing this, Li Lingyue immediately declared.]

[”I’ll go with you! These Dragon-Men forced my master to her death—I must avenge her!”]

[You comforted Li Lingyue.]

[”Your top priority right now is to focus on your cultivation and become a Martial God as soon as possible.”]

[”But, even if I become a Martial God, when you count the Great Demon, Li Wentian, Founding Ancestor Shen, the Dragon God, and the Phoenix God, we’re still one person short, aren’t we?”]

[”Being one person short is still better than being two short... I’ve already had the believers from the Three-Headed Realm switch to worshipping you. Is it working?”]

[”It’s quite slow. You need to continue explaining my situation to them, preferably reaching the stage of ’manifesting divine miracles’ in the Faith Dao.”]

[Under the guidance of Li Lingyue, a professional instructor in the Faith Dao, your Faith Dao had improved again.]

[You had gone from only being able to hear the voices of believers to occasionally being able to send them dreams.]

[In the past few days, you had racked your brains trying to create a seventh Martial God.]

[The first method:]

[Sever the bond of ownership with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and have it recognize Shen Qingshan as its master.]

[Although you were invincible in combat, your realm was essentially Martial King. Even with the boost from ”Half-Emperor for a Thousand Ages,” you were only a Martial Saint.]

[The highest-level targets the Ten Thousand Souls Banner could reform were, at most, Martial Kings.]

[Moreover, in practice, not every Martial King-level target could be reformed—it still depended on the individual’s soul strength.]

[Especially for the Dragon-Men; the failure rate was very high.]

[Don’t forget, the Dragon-Men’s forte was soul refinement.]

[The soul of their Martial King could be considered equivalent to a human Martial Saint’s soul, or even higher.]

[So, you let Shen Qingshan use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. He was a Martial God. Could he, through the banner, reform Moss and Broken Star, the two Earth Venerables you had imprisoned inside it?]

[If those two Earth Venerables could be turned to your side, they could forcefully occupy a Dragon-Man’s body and then use the Super Soul Combat Art to enter the Martial God realm—wouldn’t that be perfect?]

[Unfortunately, the all-around capable Founding Ancestor Shen also ran into trouble this time.]

[”These two Earth Venerables are resisting extremely fiercely. Even with all my True Qi channeling into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the banner can’t suppress their stubbornness.”]

[Moss Earth Venerable was even cursing inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.]

[”Fucking trying to refine me? You’re still two thousand years too early for that!”]

[This method was declared a failure.]

[The second method was to support the group of Half-step Martial Gods.]

[You took out the Incineration Heavenly Immortal Art and the Shen Family’s Star Source.]

[You also called upon all factions to produce their most precious resources, helping those closest to the Martial God realm—Shangguan Yingtai, Xiao Yunlei, and Dongfang Shuo—to break through to the Martial God realm.]

[However, reaching Martial God was no simple feat.]

[They were still working on it.]

[After more than a year passed, you noticed the Dragon-Men side was extremely quiet. They weren’t causing destruction everywhere, nor were they sending out scouts for information.]

[It was as if they had settled down in their stronghold and started living there.]

[You felt it was necessary to figure out what the Dragon-Men were up to.]

[Now that Black Wind was gone, if you wanted to go anywhere, you had to travel on your own.]

[Although Li Lingyue had obtained the identity of Guardian, the Earth Spirit had gone to recuperate, so she couldn’t borrow its power. Naturally, she couldn’t take you jumping around the human world like Hua Wuyan used to.]

[”Chen Lang, go ahead with peace of mind. Don’t worry about what’s going on behind the lines.”]

[You smiled and nodded.]

[Now, the prodigies of your generation, having been tempered by the flames of war—those who survived—had all grown into major figures capable of standing on their own.]

[People like Wu Yue, Long Yang, and the second-generation founders had become key figures of great importance within their respective forces.]

[Above, there were old predecessors whose lifespans had not yet run out.]

[In the middle, there was a generation of outstanding figures who had matured and become the main pillars.]

[Below, there was a new batch of juniors growing up rapidly in this chaotic era.]

[If the human race could survive this calamity, they would surely usher in a new era, more brilliant and with faster development than ever before.]

[In the seventy-eighth year, at ninety-seven years old.]

[You replaced ”Chinese-Style Succubus” with ”Asian Evil Art.”]

[You replaced ”Leader Aura” with ”Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger.”]

[Before going to investigate what the Dragon-Men were up to in their stronghold, you made a trip to the Chaotic Crystal Sea first.]

[You wanted to see with your own eyes where the breach the Dragon-Men had crossed through was and what the situation was like there.]

[Why did it seem like they could no longer receive supplies from the breach?]

[With ”The Aura of Ten Thousand Races,” it was still very easy for you to find the exact location of this breach.]

[Wherever the Dragon-Men’s aura couldn’t dissipate indicated that Dragon-Men were frequently appearing there—it must be the Dragon-Men guarding the breach.]

[After flying over the sea for a while, you found the sea area where the breach was located.]

[”This is the place.”]

[You crouched and hid on a nearby reef.]

[The Dragon-Men weren’t a water-dwelling race, so they were bound to come up for air eventually.]

[Sure enough, on the second day, you saw two foolish-looking Dragon-Men flying out of the sea together.]

[”Whew! Xita! It’s finally our turn to come out and relax!”]

[”The deep sea is no place for anyone! Come on, let’s go take a hit!”]

[These two Dragon-Men weren’t high in realm—one was at the Third Realm, the other at the Fourth.]

[They flew over to a rocky island, pulled a black, pancake-like thing out of their storage rings, lit it, and started circling it, inhaling the smoke that rose from it.]

[”Mmm—that’s the stuff!”]

[You appeared out of nowhere and interjected.]

[”What’s that smell? Is it really that good?”]

[”This is top-grade Demon Dragon Incense, ninety percent pure—a rare treasure! I... Oh shit! Who the fuck are you?!”]