One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

In the early morning, the market at Baiyun County was bustling with lively commotion.

Chen Yi strolled through it, soaking in the thick atmosphere of everyday life.

“Last simulation, I was basically dealing with those big shots the whole time. It’s rare to see this down-to-earth living anymore.”

Chen Yi felt grateful for having the Simulator.

Even though he was about to charge into the Real Realm, he could still stay amid this peaceful, worldly hustle and bustle.

The Real Realm was vast and boundless, and it would only bring tougher challenges. This kind of stable, cozy life would be hard to come by.

Chen Yi bought some sugar figurines and small toys, then headed over to Third Sister’s house.

In reality, just a couple of days ago, Chen Yi had stormed the Starry Domains, snatched the Star Source, and made off with the Qiankun Mirror.

He’d been away from Baiyun County for a long time, so today he was going to report in and let Third Sister know he was safe.

But really, a Martial God checking in with a mortal—it was a bit odd.“Should I be living a different kind of life?”

Look at those Martial Gods—no, even Martial Saints. Every single one was a big shot in their own domain, holding high status, with people buzzing around them.

Chen Yi considered whether he should build his own power base and trusted followers.

But on second thought, it didn’t seem necessary.

Because he was rising way too fast.

A few more simulations, and even the Void Realm might not be able to contain him. What was the point of setting up a power base in the human world?

Building an organization was a huge drain on energy, and Chen Yi couldn’t be bothered to worry about it.

It seemed that, in the end of the fifth simulation, becoming a figure like the Sword Wielder felt like the best fit for him.

—I might not have my own faction, but all the factions in the world would bow to my command!

At Third Sister’s house, Chen Yi saw Shen Qingshan, who was getting ready to report for duty.

“Brother-in-law, how’d you get hurt?”

Chen Yi noticed some bruises on Shen Qingshan’s face.

“These days, there aren’t any demons to be seen in Baiyun County, so the Dragon Protection Department had our Demon Slaying Division assist them in handling some cases of martial artists causing trouble. I got injured fighting a criminal a few days ago.”

Shen Qingshan was only at the Soul Tempering Realm right now.

If he ever ran into a Golden Body Realm criminal, he might not make it out alive on the spot.

Chen Yi felt that with his Dual-Soul Sacred Physique, his best fate in this life was still to merge with the Founding Ancestor Shen to achieve the best of both worlds.

“Brother-in-law, I’ll be bringing you a huge opportunity soon.”

Shen Qingshan looked at Chen Yi, who was being all mysterious, and laughed.

“What, your mysterious master is coming back and wants to take me on as a disciple too?”

“Think bigger.”

Shen Qingshan just thought Chen Yi was joking. He chuckled, mounted his horse, and rode off to check in at the Demon Slaying Division.

Watching Shen Qingshan’s back, Chen Yi sighed with emotion.

“Who would’ve thought that in some timeline, a big shot who could become the second Sword Wielder of the human world is just a small, small Banner Officer in a tiny Demon Slaying Division here? Fate, how fascinating…”

With a flicker of his figure, Chen Yi was already high in the sky, treading on white clouds, wind whipping across his face.

With his Middle Stage Martial Saint cultivation, boosted by “Half-Emperor for a Thousand Ages,” he had risen to Middle Stage Martial God!

Faster!

Stronger!

Tougher!

He had started his first simulation at eighteen, and now at twenty, he was at the peak of the human world—a Martial God!

On top of that, Chen Yi had various trait tags boosting his combat power.

It could be said that he could now truly walk sideways in the human world!

One word described it—invincible under heaven!

What?

You say an enemy might come from the sky?

There’s such a good thing?

The only thing standing in Chen Yi’s way now was the restriction of the world’s rules.

In the Void Realm, one could only cultivate up to Martial God.

Even if he had a hundred more simulations, if he couldn’t leave the Void Realm, he would be trapped in this realm forever.

So he absolutely had to obtain the Path to Immortality!

From the fragmented information gained through “Posthumous Affairs,” Chen Yi already knew the location of the Path to Immortality—at the Ancient Wasteland Secret Realm at the northern edge of the North Sea.

But inside that secret realm was a group of so-called “Ancient Wasteland Survivors.”

They were clearly not good people.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have forced the human world to ally with outside enemies to deal with these survivors.

Since he had this intel, Chen Yi wouldn’t fight an unprepared battle.

Wasn’t the plan to send four people to the Real Realm?

Fine, whoever went had to put in the work!

Right now, Chen Yi was out looking for investments.

First stop—the Starry Domains!

“Whoo-hoo!!”

Chen Yi’s figure shot upward through the air, sonic booms echoing, waves of air rolling out.

He was now much faster than Black Wind, who had a lower evolution level.

Flying on his own was the most time-efficient way to travel, even if it was a bit tiring.

“Holy shit!! This feels amazing!!”

No matter how many times he flew, Chen Yi could only describe the sensation of soaring with “holy shit.”

Chen Yi burst through the clouds and kept ascending.

Until he saw the Sky-Earth Barrier blocking his path.

“Boom!!”

With one punch, he shattered the little barrier!

“Starry Domains! I’m back again!”

Just yesterday, he had caused a huge uproar in the Starry Domains, barely managed to escape, and now he was back today.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think Chen Yi was crazy—wasn’t this walking right into a trap?

Too bad Chen Yi was no longer the same person.

Like a blazing meteor, Chen Yi flew toward the Starry Domains’ military and political center—Bright Light Star.

At that moment, the Shen Family, having lost the Qiankun Mirror and the Star Source, was organizing personnel overnight to hunt down this criminal.

“Listen up, all of you! If we don’t catch that damn thief! None of you in the Star Guard Department will have a job anymore! You’ll all present your heads to the Family Head and the Elders!”

“Yes!!!”

“The Starry Domains might be vast, but our Star Guard Department isn’t a pushover either! Does everyone have the confidence to catch this thief!”

“Yes!!!”

The Star Guard Department, responsible for security in the Starry Domains, was gathering and mobilizing.

Just as they were about to set off and search for the fugitive as planned, a sharp, rushing sound came from the sky.

“I am Chen Yi! I’m the one who took the Qiankun Mirror and the Star Source! I want to see the Shen Family Founding Ancestor! Open the Star Force Mystic Realm for me immediately, or I’ll blast it open myself!”

This was what they called walking sideways.

Without fear.

No more disguises, intelligence gathering, or infiltration tactics.

Just state your intentions outright.

Of course, he also had to release his Martial God-level aura at the same time.

Those tough guys in the Star Guard Department were seriously stubborn. Even though they sensed Chen Yi was incredibly strong, they still chose to carry out their duty.

“Hahaha! The criminal is walking right into the net! Brothers, catch him! Damn, we’ve never cracked a case this fast!”

Fortunately, the elders from the Elder Council rushed out just in time.

“Stand down! Do not be disrespectful!”

A group of Martial Saint Realm elders was absolutely certain that the young-looking man before them was one hundred percent a Martial God!

He was on the same level as their own Founding Ancestor.

What were they supposed to catch?

“But Elder, he said he took the Qiankun Mirror!”

“Nonsense! The Qiankun Mirror is a Great Dao Immortal Artifact. It doesn’t have a master; it goes with whoever it wants. Who said it has to stay with our Shen Family?”

“He also stole the Star Source!”

“It was a loan! An exchange! A purchase! Shut up if you don’t know how to talk!”

“Well, this…”

Among the elders flying out, Chen Yi spotted Shen Wanquan—the mole in the Starry Domains who was cooperating with the Dragon-Man tribe.

Chen Yi clenched his fist, wanting to just crush this guy to death on the spot.

But that would be a bit indecent. He had to get the Shen Family to invest today, so he couldn’t make things too ugly.

He’d tell Old Shen later. He could handle it himself.