<h4>Chapter 2: Chapter 1: Simtion of Life</h4>


    [100 points of Wisdom umted, Life Simtor initiated.]


    [Would you like to begin a Life Simtion? Reminder: This requires 100 points of Wisdom.]


    In a quiet and lonely Taoist Temple, a young Taoist with a handsome and elegant face is sitting on a meditation cushion, looking a bit surprised.


    The boy''s name is Pei Xuanjing, his Taoist moniker is Longevity, and he is the principal of a Taoist Temple called Evesting Observance.


    Originally, he was an ordinary person from Earth Star, but now he hase to this world, and there''s no need to bring up his past experiences anymore.


    This world is very simr to the ancient world in which he lived before, but there is something different here, the existence of the Martial Arts.


    Training in the Martial Arts involves cultivating your Inner Qi, then external training of muscle and bone, internal training of organs and marrow, and if you advance even further, into the realm of blood recement and rebirth, the so-called "easy defeat of an army", "invincible to all", are no longer an empty talk.


    Martial Artists of this realm can easily crush an unguarded army and cover a range of hundreds of feet with a single effortful strike, and it is easy for them to crack mountains and split rocks.


    He is currently just a lower-level martial artist who has just begun to cultivate his Inner Qi and is preparing for the external training of his muscles and bones.


    When he first came to this world, Pei Xuanjing was very happy. After all, everyone has a dream of carrying a sword and knife, free to roam, singing in a drunken stupor, living a life of pleasure and revenge.


    But by the time he was six years old, he had a measure of the reality.


    First of all, he did not have the worst talent of a transmigrating protagonist, nor was he a once-in-a-thousand-year prodigy. He was just an average person, serving as a backdrop for the protagonist''s existence.


    Originally, with his aptitude, even though he inherited this Taoist Temple, he was stuck maintaining this dpidated Taoist Temple without resources for cultivation, and the ultimate result would only be the same as his own master, achieving nothing in his old age, and dying in depression.


    Nearly sixteen years aftering to this world, he never expected that he would have the chance to gain a cheat code.


    As per the introduction, this is simr to a game he used to y in his previous life, but the currency needed for this simtor is not gold or silver, but the so-called ''Wisdom''.


    Wisdom is the insight derived from one''s own cultivation, or acquired from observing and learning from the insights left behind by others.


    In the sixteen years of his life in this world, he has just been a little Taoist boy in Evesting Observance. From the moment he started learning to read and write, to cultivating martial arts, cultivating inner Qi, and also observing the experiences and notes left by his predecessors, he has been umting Wisdom constantly.


    However, because of his low strength, the umtion was slow at first, so it was only now that he had umted enough Wisdom for the simtor to be fully activated.


    Thinking of this, Pei Xuanjing''s eyes twitched slightly, and he seemed thoughtful.


    Since he had such an opportunity, why not give it a try and gamble for a different future.


    "Start!"


    With his words, everything around Pei Xuanjing fell silent, as if even time hade to a halt.


    At this moment, his mind seemed to be enveloped in Chaos, before a loud noise echoed, separating Heaven and Earth.


    He didn''t know how much time had passed, it felt like a split second and also as if a thousand years had flown by.


    A ray of light appeared, and then there were countless images, as if watching a movie.


    [There are fifty paths to the Great Tao, Forty-Nine Heavenly Paths emerge from them, leaving one elusive! Therefore, all the things in the world, all have a thread of life!]


    Sixteen years old: Your master passed away. You inherited Evesting Observance. However, due to your master''s death, without him as a pir, the Taoist Temple faced suppression from other forces, and ie gradually dwindled.


    Facing the suppression, you chose to swallow your pride, dedicating yourself to practicing your sect''s skill "Yi Wood Skill", hoping to make a breakthrough to the ninth grade and be a real martial artist.


    Seventeen years old: You were penniless due tock of ie, and could only reluctantly sell some items from the Taoist Temple to exchange for gold and silver, hoping to buy enough resources for cultivation.


    Twenty-five years old: After consuming a lot of resources, you finally seeded in cultivating the first level of the "Yi Wood Skill", hardened your skin like bones, and reached the ninth grade.


    You''ve waited for nearly ten years, all to seize an opportunity, to im what''s rightfully yours. Not to prove your greatness, but to show that your master''s initial choice was not wrong. You are going to reim what you''ve lost, so you decided to establish the reputation of Evesting Observance and reim what belongs to you.


    Twenty-six years old: You reimed everything that belonged to Evesting Observance and stood at the top of this small city.


    Twenty-eight: You trained hard for two years, but still found no further progress in your cultivation. Therefore, you decided to wander outside the temple. Shortly after leaving, you ran into robbers and bandits. You yed the hero and helped, only to be cut down by the bandits.


    [End of life]


    This...


    Pei Xuanjing didn''t know what to say, was this a case of a young man failing at his first attempt to make a name in the world?


    He hadn''t expected that it would take him from ten years old, when he first began cultivating his Inner Qi, until he was twenty-five years old to reach the ninth grade, right?


    It should be noted, that in those days Immortal Path was declining, and Martial Arts flourished.


    The cultivation methods of Tao, Brahma, Demon, Confucian, and other religious sects are not the same, so there is no uniform name for the realms.


    Six hundred years ago, in the chaos of the copse of the previous dynasty, heroes came forth inrge numbers, and significant figures emerged.


    Great Ming''s Emperor rose from insignificance, performed extraordinary deeds with a three-foot sword, swept away the barbarians, unified Divine Continent, and established his rule.


    He then established the nine-grade ssification for cultivation:


    The external training of three levels of muscle, bone and skin is considered the lower three grades; the internal training of organ, marrow is considered the middle three grades; and further on, the recement of blood and rebirth, are considered the upper three grades.


    With this nine-grade distinction of cultivation realms for the use of selecting officers for the Great Ming.


    The present-day Great Ming has a history of more than six hundred years, and the system of the nine grades of cultivation has long been epted widely and is recognized by various sects.


    Taking fifteen years to be a ninth-grade martial artist, his aptitude was indeed shockingly ordinary.


    [The simtion has ended. You can choose one of the following awards.]


    [One, cultivation level at the age of twenty-eight.]


    [Two, cultivation experience of "Yi Wood Skill".]


    Seeing this, Pei Xuanjing revealed a smile on his face.


    With such a reward, upon thinking about it, it seems he didn''t lose out after all.


    As for how to choose?


    Without hesitation, Pei Xuanjing chose the first option, the cultivation level at the age of twenty-eight.


    Because for him, power is the most important thing right now. As long as he can attain the strength of a ninth-grade martial artist, then he can solve the problem from the root, causing a great change in his life thereafter.


    The next moment, he felt the Inner Qi circting throughout his body, all the muscles in his body began to plump up, the skin all over his body began to vibrate in a unique rhythm, he took out a small knife from one side, gently swiped it across his arm, only to leave a faint white mark on the skin,


    The skin is as tough as a drum, the knife could not cut it, this is the symbol of a ninth-grade martial artist.


    "Is this the ninth-grade martial artist?" Pei Xuanjing muttered to himself.


    At this moment, he knew that his life had changed and that he would no longer be like his master, who had cultivated in vain all his life, and in the end, did nothing, only to pass away in obscurity.


    He cast his eyes to the simtor and found that as his strength increased, the amount of Wisdom it required also increased.


    [Would you like to use the Life Simtor? It requires 200 points of Wisdom.]


    With each increase in strength, does the consumption of Wisdom double?