37: Chapter 37 Door-to-Door Visit

Su Jiuchuan looked at the results of this simulation. Without hesitation, he chose the martial Dao Realm again. After all, this was another twelve years of cultivation.

The amount of True Qi in his body did not increase, but he could clearly feel it starting to condense. Su Jiuchuan knew that he was now just a thin sheet of paper away from a Breakthrough.

Again.

[At eighteen, you became a Third Grade Martial Artist. The Lian Family did not deliver the silver on time for the properties and land you sold to them.]

[You and Zheng Xinyue fled the city overnight to Phoenix City, where you began to Cultivate in seclusion.]

[At nineteen, Chief Escort Master Zheng Nanhai came knocking on your door to ask you to become a secret agent for the imperial court. You refused.]

[That night, Zheng Xinyue invited you for a drink, and you drank to your heart's content. The next day, you found that you could not Move your hands or feet; it turned out the wine yesterday had been drugged. Chief Escort Master Zheng Nanhai appeared again, urging you once more to become a secret agent for the imperial court, and promised to marry Zheng Xinyue to you.]

[Extremely furious, you refused on the spot. Chief Escort Master Zheng Nanhai launched a lethal attack, intending to take your life. Zheng Xinyue blocked a blade for you, and in the end, both of you died. You passed away at the age of nineteen.]

Su Jiuchuan stared at this result, unable to calm his mind for a long time.

This world really is full of malice. Just because I didn't want to be a secret agent, they wanted to kill me?

Besides, Zheng Xinyue actually drugged him, yet she ended up dying with him in the end. This...

[The simulation has ended. You may retain one of the following options.]

[1. Your martial Dao Realm at nineteen.]

[2. Your martial Dao experience at nineteen.]

[3. Your life wisdom at nineteen.]

This simulation was too short, leaving him with little to choose from. However, thinking of such a pathetic way to die, he really couldn't bring himself to choose life experience. In the end, he still chose option one.

One year of cultivation was still cultivation.

Now, he only had enough experience for one last simulation.

If he still didn't achieve a Breakthrough this time, what would he do?

Suddenly, a thought struck Su Jiuchuan. His Saber Intent was all about pressing forward relentlessly. Yet, in the last few simulations, he had run away whenever he encountered a First Grade opponent. Could it be a problem with his mindset?

With this thought, Su Jiuchuan made up his mind.

Simulate again.

[At eighteen, you became a Third Grade Martial Artist. You wiped out the Lu Family and auctioned off their assets. However, the purchasing Lian Family, Lin Family, and Qian Family did not pay on time.]

[You did not leave and continued to Cultivate.]

[Half a month later, the Lian Family Ancestor appeared, wanting to kill you to avenge Lian Song. You fought with all your might. After trading over twenty Moves, you unleashed a mutually destructive Move from the "Blade Qi Secret Record," dying together with the Lian Family Ancestor. Right before your death, you broke through to the Second Grade.]

As expected! Su Jiuchuan was overjoyed.

A Martial Artist's will is the manifestation of their spiritual state. If they cannot align with their own martial will, they will subconsciously waver in their martial Dao, making a Breakthrough naturally difficult.

Su Jiuchuan summarized the gains from this simulation.

[The simulation has ended. You may retain one of the following options.]

[1. Your martial Dao Realm at eighteen.]

[2. Your martial Dao experience at eighteen.]

[3. Your life wisdom at eighteen.]

There was nothing to hesitate about; he naturally chose option one.

Instantly, the True Qi in his body began to condense once more, as if about to turn into liquid. It then circulated through his meridians, breaking through a dozen acupoints in succession.

Second Grade.

Su Jiuchuan let out a long sigh of relief. This simulation had not only brought a Breakthrough in his Realm, but more importantly, it had made him even more steadfast in his martial Dao.

...

Sure enough, over the next few days, there was no movement from the Lian Family, the Lin Family, or even the Qian Family.

Zheng Xinyue was somewhat anxious, feeling that things were unusual. For several days, she repeatedly went out to gather information.

Su Jiuchuan, however, was not worried at all, sitting quietly in the courtyard every day, wiping the long saber in his hand. He was adjusting his state. With a major battle looming, he had to go all out against a First Grade opponent.

Although in the simulated life, he had managed to drag his opponent down with him even without a Breakthrough, now that he had broken through to the Second Grade, he should be able to achieve a better outcome.

However, Su Jiuchuan did not blindly put his faith in the simulation. After all, when Martial Artists fought with their lives on the line, life and death were often decided in an instant. Winning this time did not guarantee a win the next.

...

At the Lian Family, Family Head Lian Qi, along with Lian Xiong and other Lian Family Disciples, stood respectfully outside a secret chamber.

Suddenly, the stone door closing the secret chamber rumbled open, and a white-haired old man slowly walked out.

"Welcome back from seclusion, Ancestor!" The members of the Lian Family bowed in unison.

The old man nodded, swept his gaze over the surroundings, and frowned. "Why hasn't Song'er come?"

Lian Qi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "A few days ago, an outsider Third Grade Martial Artist came to Xuzhou City. Second Brother heard that this person cultivated incredibly fast, so he went to test his skills. Unexpectedly... he was killed."

"Killed?" The Ancestor's gaze turned freezing cold. A wave of killing intent instantly enveloped the entire courtyard, causing everyone's hearts to tremble, not daring to Move.

Grief filled the Ancestor's heart. He was already over eighty years old and had never been able to break through to the Innate Realm. Without entering the Innate Realm, he was ultimately just a Mortal, and his Lifespan was running out.

The most promising member of the next generation was Lian Song. He was already a Third Grade Martial Artist at just thirty years old, and most importantly, he had already comprehended Sword Intent. This way, once he broke through to the Innate Realm, he would be a powerhouse even among Innate masters.

But now he had actually been killed. This meant that once the Ancestor passed away, how could they rely on Lian Qi to ensure the Lian Family stood tall? He feared they would eventually decline into a minor Family like the Lu Family.

"What is this person's background? Is he a Disciple of a prestigious sect?" Although he was furious and grieved, he did not dare to act rashly. Someone who could Cultivate to the Third Grade at such a young age and kill Lian Song, who had comprehended Sword Intent, was definitely not simple.

"According to news from the City Lord's Mansion, this person's skills are highly eclectic. It's unlikely he is a Disciple of a prestigious sect!"

"Good! Good! Good!" The Ancestor gnashed his teeth and said, "To dare kill someone from my Lian Family, he will pay with his life!"

...

Su Jiuchuan was still wiping his long saber in the courtyard.

Zheng Xinyue suddenly ran in in a panic, saying, "Th-This is bad! The Escort Agency has been surrounded. Looking at their attire, they should be from the Lian Family."

Su Jiuchuan nodded to show he understood, and continued wiping his saber.

*Bang!* With a loud crash, the outer gate was smashed open, and a crowd of guards immediately rushed in.

Leading them was none other than the Lian Family Head, Lian Qi, followed by a white-haired, white-bearded old man, who must be the Lian Family Ancestor, with Lian Xiong and others bringing up the rear.

Zheng Xinyue furrowed her delicate brows and barked angrily, "Your Lian Family agreed to deliver the silver for the properties and land ten days ago. Are you trying to back out of your debt?!"

At this moment, she still did not know why the Lian Family had surrounded the place.

With a face full of killing intent, Lian Qi said, "You killed someone, and you still want money?"

A wave of killing intent enveloped Zheng Xinyue. The suppression of a high-grade Martial Artist over a low-grade one made her whole body tremble, unable to Move.

Right at this moment, a warm hand pulled her back, and a stalwart figure stood in front of her.