Chapter Index

    【Human Nuclear Bomb】: Purple talent. Price: 1,000,000 energy points.

    【Primordial Martial Realm, Grand Perfection】: Body Tempering cultivation. Price: 3,000,000 energy points.

    【Twenty-Five Years of Alchemy Experience】: Alchemy insights, containing a small amount of superficial comprehension regarding the Divine Power Pill. Price: 700,000 energy points.

    【Nascent Soul Stage, Seventh Layer】: A Nascent Soul ancestor — terrifying indeed. Upon redemption, one will step into late Nascent Soul stage cultivation. Price: 6,000,000 energy points.

    【Minor Spirit-Gathering Formation (Principles Mastered)】: Price: 5,000 energy points.

    After looking over the five rewards listed above, Su Xing didn’t hesitate much.

    The Human Nuclear Bomb talent was way too overpowered — better to let it sit quietly in the talent pool.

    As for the alchemy experience, refining the Divine Power Pill was no easy task. Su Xing would probably need to refine one or two thousand batches just to get started, and reaching Minor Mastery might require several thousand more batches.

    Accumulating alchemy experience purely through simulations would likely require five or more runs to achieve — the cost-effectiveness simply wasn’t there.

    So Su Xing said without the slightest hesitation:

    “I choose the Primordial Martial Realm, Grand Perfection cultivation, and the Nascent Soul Stage, Seventh Layer cultivation!”

    【You have chosen to bring out Primordial Martial Realm, Grand Perfection cultivation. Cost: 3,000,000 energy points. Remaining energy: 15,201,527 points.】

    【You have chosen to bring out Nascent Soul Stage, Seventh Layer cultivation. Cost: 6,000,000 energy points. Remaining energy: 9,201,527 points.】

    As Su Xing made his choices, the simulator’s notification chime sounded in his ears.

    Then two streams of mysterious energy flowed into Su Xing’s body.

    The first thing Su Xing felt was the explosive surge of physical strength and the rise in his aura!

    Primordial Martial Realm, Eighth Layer… Primordial Martial Realm, Ninth Layer… Primordial Martial Realm, Grand Perfection!

    In just a few minutes, Su Xing’s Body Tempering cultivation had risen three tiers, and he felt no discomfort whatsoever. It was as if this power had always been his, cultivated through his own efforts.

    After the surge in Body Tempering cultivation, Su Xing’s Qi Refinement cultivation began to skyrocket as well!

    Nascent Soul Stage, Second Layer… Nascent Soul Stage, Fourth Layer… Nascent Soul Stage, Sixth Layer!

    Several more minutes passed, and the aura around Su Xing was still growing.

    Finally — Nascent Soul Stage, Seventh Layer!

    Su Xing seemed to hear a faint, crisp snap in his ears as he effortlessly stepped into the late Nascent Soul stage!

    Whether it was Body Tempering cultivation or Qi Refinement cultivation, bottlenecks didn’t just exist between major realms — minor realm transitions often had bottlenecks too, ones that could plague ordinary cultivators for years!

    Take, for example, the progression from early Nascent Soul to mid Nascent Soul, then to late Nascent Soul.

    But for Su Xing, the process of crossing these bottlenecks had taken place within the simulator, with ample pill support to boot. When the simulator fed back the cultivation, Su Xing naturally broke through with ease.

    As for having Su Xing cultivate and break through bottlenecks in the real world?

    That was obviously something only an idiot would do. After all, in the real world, Su Xing could just lay low, earn money, exchange it for energy, and boost his cultivation — how many times faster was that?

    With cultivation speed this fast, why would he bother doing it the hard way?

    The explosive surge of Su Xing’s aura lasted for several minutes.

    Throughout this time, Su Xing sat cross-legged, continuously adjusting his inner energy. Only after a long while did Su Xing finally open his eyes.

    By now, the somewhat wild and turbulent aura that had been emanating from his body moments ago had been completely restrained. Su Xing could now better familiarize himself with the power of his cultivation.

    “Late Nascent Soul… the spiritual energy is actually this much stronger than when I first entered the Nascent Soul stage…”

    Su Xing took a deep breath. He could feel that the spiritual energy within his body had nearly doubled, allowing him to manipulate primordial energy far more effortlessly, and the rate at which his spiritual energy recovered had increased considerably as well.

    Su Xing’s spiritual energy had previously been like a small river, but now that river had widened twofold, steadily expanding toward becoming a mighty river!

    Perhaps once Su Xing reached the Spirit Transformation stage, the spiritual energy within his body would undergo yet another metamorphosis, his magical power becoming even more profound.

    In the past, Su Xing could only sustain the Separation Fire Technique for a few double-hours at most, but now he could maintain it for an entire day and night and still have energy to spare.

    “Hss— if the spiritual energy at late Nascent Soul is already this powerful, how terrifying must the Spirit Transformation stage be?”

    A trace of caution appeared in Su Xing’s eyes.

    He thought of that bastard Old Dog Zong — a Spirit Transformation cultivator who had lived for over a thousand years. His cultivation was probably close to the peak of Spirit Transformation, wasn’t it?

    “No… I still need to be more cautious. With my current strength, I’m definitely no match for that Old Dog Zong!”

    Su Xing silently recited “I’m a noob” three times in his mind, and his mental state returned to calm.

    But what Su Xing didn’t know was that although Old Dog Zong’s cultivation was at the peak of Spirit Transformation, he only possessed an upper-grade Golden Core. His spiritual energy wasn’t nearly as profound as Su Xing imagined.

    Moreover, Old Dog Zong was already aged, and his strength was not what it once was.

    What was truly troublesome was Old Dog Zong’s ruthless combat experience and the various mysterious and unpredictable methods he had accumulated over a millennium.

    “And then there’s my Body Tempering cultivation — Primordial Martial Realm, Grand Perfection. Add to that the physical enhancement from several hundred jin of Demon Emperor Blood Essence… just how terrifying is my strength now?”

    Su Xing took a deep breath and checked the time. It was still afternoon in the outside world. Once midnight came, perhaps he could go to the training hall to test his strength.

    With this in mind, Su Xing deftly took out his alchemy furnace and began refining pills.

    Soon, several double-hours passed. Taking advantage of the late hour when no one was around, Su Xing disguised his appearance, concealed his aura, and secretly snuck off to the training hall to test his strength.

    Several dozen minutes later, Su Xing returned from the training hall to the dormitory. Glancing at his roommate Fatty Yu, who was still sleeping, Su Xing’s face was filled with excitement.

    “It actually… after reaching the peak of the Primordial Martial Realm, my physical strength actually reached a full five million jin?”

    “And that’s purely physical strength! If I infuse it with primordial energy and double that force, how terrifying would that be?”

    Su Xing could barely imagine it. He hadn’t continued testing at the training hall either.

    After all, the highest-grade strength testing machine at Capital City Academy could only withstand the peak force of a Heavenly King-stage powerhouse. If Su Xing were to use primordial energy, he would inevitably blast the machine to pieces with a single punch!

    And that would definitely cause a sensation!

    A Grandmaster-stage strength machine getting destroyed could still be explained away — perhaps some Heavenly King-stage powerhouse had done it casually. But if even a Heavenly King-stage strength machine were blown apart, now that would be a real spectacle.

    After all, there were only a few dozen Martial Emperor-stage powerhouses in the entire nation, each one a famous and well-known figure. It would be all too easy for someone to notice something was off.

    “My current strength still isn’t enough. I’ll wait until I truly possess absolute power before revealing myself to the world. Showing myself now would be too premature — it might even be life-threatening…”

    Su Xing consoled himself this way. He naturally wanted to show off in front of everyone, but after thinking it over, decided his life was more important.

    If he really couldn’t hold back the urge, he could always do an immersive simulation run and satisfy his craving for being revered and admired there.

    Su Xing thought to himself.

    Just as he was about to leave the dormitory to find a secluded corner, Fatty Yu’s voice suddenly came from the bed.

    “Little Xing, how’d you take such a long dump? I’m telling you, getting up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night all the time isn’t good for you! You’re still young — how are your kidneys already in this state…”

    Su Xing was startled when he heard Fatty Yu’s voice. This guy was still awake?

    Had he been found out?

    Su Xing’s gaze fixed intently on Fatty Yu in bed, only to see him roll over and continue snoring. Su Xing let out a breath of relief.

    “Good… that fatty was just talking in his sleep, right?”

    Su Xing carefully slipped out of the dormitory.

    Entering the Blessed Spirit Field once more, Su Xing resumed his relentless pill refining.

    Refining pills day and night without rest, and whenever Su Xing grew tired, he would sit in meditation and cultivate for a couple of double-hours before his energy was fully restored.

    This was the great thing about being a cultivator — the sheer grinding endurance!

    Before long, a week had passed. Su Xing prepared to deliver pills to Jin Congxue and bring back some extra energy while he was at it.

    Just as he was about to head out, Su Xing received a text message from Jin Congxue.

    “Little brother Su Xing, your big sis has something to take care of today and can’t meet you for a meal in person. Just go to the villa and find the butler in the room — he’ll give you this week’s goods.”

    Su Xing paused for a moment when he saw the message, then replied:

    “What are you going to do? (confused.jpg)”

    Jin Congxue replied instantly: “What? Are you worried your big sis has some other man on the side? (playful.jpg)”

    Su Xing: “…”

    Jin Congxue finally said: “Alright, I’ll stop teasing you! Didn’t you ask me last time to find you a high-quality sword-type weapon?”

    “Guess what? Your luck actually came through! The Aotian Trading Company happens to have a legendary-grade sword-type weapon going up for auction. I’m heading over to see if I can use some connections to buy it ahead of time. If that doesn’t work, I’ll just have to throw money at it!”

    Su Xing was about to reply when Jin Congxue sent another message:

    “Legendary-grade weapons — these things aren’t common at all! Only a handful circulate on the national market each month. Money alone can’t buy them — most are traded through barter…”

    “Don’t worry, your big sis came prepared this time. I guarantee I’ll bring that legendary-grade weapon back for you!”

    Su Xing nodded slightly after reading Jin Congxue’s messages. Indeed, high-level equipment, weapons, or items generally didn’t make their way onto the open market, let alone get auctioned in public circles.

    After all, these things were far too precious. If you tried to put a price on them in money, tens of billions or even hundreds of billions might not be enough.

    Therefore, bartering was the most common method.

    Today you need some piece of equipment, and I happen to have it. Meanwhile, the item I need happens to be something you have, and the values are roughly equivalent — so you simply make a trade.

    This most primitive form of transaction actually served to protect the broader market order between ordinary people and low-level Class Users quite well.

    As for business leaders worth hundreds of billions or even trillions — in Jin Congxue’s words, that kind of wealth was merely the entry ticket into that circle.

    Thinking this over, Su Xing quickly sent back a thankful emoji and chatted with Jin Congxue for a bit longer.

    Afterward, Su Xing headed to the villa near the school. After handing the pills to the butler, he brought back the new batch of goods.

    Inside the Blessed Spirit Field, Su Xing converted the newly acquired goods into energy.

    Su Xing’s luck was good — this week’s equipment and dungeon items were worth nearly ten million points in total. One could only imagine that as the Tarot Trading Company continued to grow, the amount of energy it could provide Su Xing would only keep increasing.

    After converting the goods into energy, Su Xing prepared to begin a simulation.

    On the afternoon of April 15th, New Era 2024, Su Xing initiated a new round of simulation right on schedule.

    “Begin simulation!”

    【Ding! This simulation costs 3,200 energy points. Remaining energy: 19,179,768 points. Remaining simulation attempts: unlimited.】

    【Simulation begins!】

    【Drawing a green talent costs 1,000 energy points. A blue talent costs 10,000 energy points. Drawing a purple talent costs 100,000 energy points. Would you like to draw?】

    Su Xing rubbed his hands together, silently praying “May the Heavenly Venerable of Blessed Mysteries protect me.” The purple talents he’d drawn the last two times had both been less than ideal — this time, he really wanted to pull something good.

    “Draw a purple talent!”

    Soon, a pleasant chime sounded in Su Xing’s ears.

    【Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained the purple talent: Alchemy Prodigy!】

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