Under Xu Xi’s watchful gaze, the simulator’s progress bar rose steadily until it finally reached the top. Every increment represented the extraordinary martial arts items he had used to recharge the simulation. This was truly a simulation fueled by premium resources.
[Martial arts side anchor point media loaded]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining one simulation attempt. Would you like to begin your next simulation and experience an exciting simulated life?]
[Current simulation attempts: 1]
The simulator’s prompt appeared, its text densely packed across the panel.
Xu Xi didn’t hesitate. He decisively pressed the button to start the simulation. Having already absorbed the benefits from the second simulation, it was time to embark on the third.
[Simulation starting…]
[World line being deduced…]
[Transmigratable world locked. Analyzing the martial arts world…]
[Entries generated. Please select three entries as your character talents for this simulation.]
[Entry levels: White, Green, Blue, Purple, Gold, Red]
The available entries appeared before him:
Xu Xi reviewed the entries carefully. “This lineup feels… ordinary,” he mused.
But he quickly accepted the reality.
Red entries were extremely rare, and gold and purple entries were already exceptional. It wasn’t unheard of to end up with all white entries due to bad luck.
“With the persistence entry, there’s at least a baseline guarantee,” Xu Xi thought as he made his selections.
He chose Persistence (Gold), Martial Arts (Purple), and Qi and Blood Soaring to the Sky (Purple). The combination of one gold and two purple entries seemed well-balanced for his third simulation.
[Entry selection completed. Would you like to begin the simulation?]
“Yes,” Xu Xi confirmed.
As the simulation began, a familiar feeling of detachment swept over him. This time, however, the sensation was less disorienting—perhaps a sign of his growing strength.
He watched as “he” separated from his original body.
Time stood still, and everything froze in absolute silence. Even Xu Moli and Krisha, who seemed to sense something, moved in slow, muted motions.
Eventually, Xu Xi’s consciousness fully detached, hurtling into the endless “lines” representing countless timelines. Each line shimmered with infinite possibilities. Guided by the simulator, he plunged into one of the lines, his trajectory beyond his control.
[Simulation No. 03 officially begins]
[You open your eyes and find yourself sitting in the living room of a house.]
[You don’t see Xu Moli or Krisha, but instead, you encounter another familiar figure in an aggressive stance.]
[Reacting swiftly, you sprint to the second floor before a heavy truck crashes through the first-floor wall. Safe from harm, you watch as the truck transforms.]
[The front of the truck transforms into a head and chest, the body becomes a torso and legs, and it assumes the form of a towering robot. With a swift punch, it sends you flying.]
[You have been struck down by a truck.]
As Xu Xi struggled to make sense of what had just happened, his thoughts drifted to Wang Dali, the extraordinary director of Yanshan City. The memory lingered as his consciousness faded.
[After waking up, you find yourself in a brand-new world.]
“The martial arts world feels… ancient,” Xu Xi noted as he regained his bearings.
Dust and sand swirled in the air. Xu Xi pushed himself off the ground with some difficulty.
Blue-scaled horses, with their hybrid lineage of blue-scaled fish and laboring beasts, trotted past. Their bodies, covered in blue-black scales, emitted steam as they moved along the gravel road.
“So these are blue-scaled horses, a staple of martial arts worlds. Cheap, easy to breed, and incredibly durable,” Xu Xi observed.
The landscape around him was entirely unfamiliar—new buildings, unrecognizable scenery, and people riding these peculiar horses. The air felt heavy with tension, and the road bore signs of frequent use.
“This is definitely a world focused on martial arts,” Xu Xi thought. “No immortal cultivators flying through the sky, no magicians casting spells—just pure qi and blood martial arts pushed to their limits.”
Here, fists could shake the heavens, and kicks could split the earth. It was a world where the power of the physical body reigned supreme.
Xu Xi examined his new body, now that of a 16-year-old. Though slightly thinner than he was accustomed to, his energy and blood radiated strength and vitality.
“Practitioners in this system prioritize physical strength, often at the expense of intellect or civilization,” Xu Xi recalled, drawing on knowledge he had obtained from the Extraordinary Control Bureau’s materials.
The path ahead seemed clear: survive, grow stronger, and adapt to this unique martial arts system.
Hunger gnawed at him, a reminder of his first challenge.
[You are very hungry. Your first task in this new world is to find food.]
Xu Xi set off down the gravel road, blending into the new world and preparing for the trials ahead.