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It was deep winter, and heavy snow was falling.

Inside a room at the Martial Academy, several large fireplaces were filled with burning red charcoal, emanating waves of heat, drastically contrasting with the coldness outside.

An elegant Taoist was sitting on a stool, reading a scroll with utmost focus, undisturbed by the outer world.

After a while, Pei Xuanjing put down the book in his hands, “I have finally collected enough Taoyun.”

He had gathered enough Taoyun to undergo another life simulation.

[Taoyun: 20139 points.]

[Would you like to use the Life Simulator? One use requires 20000 Taoyun points.]

“Yes!”

At the age of 23: You diligently trained and studied various books at the Martial Academy, intending to deduct the eighth layer of the “Four Spirits Skill”.

Half a year later, Qian Ning, the commander of the Brocade Guards, tricked the emperor into summoning the armies of the Four Towns to the capital. Grand Secretary Li Dongyang impeached him for collusion, all the officials approved, and the power struggle between the civilians and nobles began.

You remained sequestered within the Academy, unwilling to get involved in the turbulence.

Half a month later, the summoning of troops was halted. Qian Ning was reprimanded by the Emperor and sent to prison to reflect on his actions. The emperor had a heavy heart and planned to go on an outing.

A number of editors from the Martial Academy accompanied the emperor on his journey.

During this journey, a deputy leader of the Mire Sect led his high-level disciples in multiple attempts to assassinate the Emperor.

You demonstrated your formidable strength, personally killing a Third-grade protector of the Grandmaster Realm from the Mire Sect, which earned you the emperor’s generous reward.

At 24: When the emperor returned to Tiandu, you returned to the Martial Academy for secluded cultivation. That same year, Pang Hong broke through to the Ninth-grade.

At 25: Using the emperor’s generous reward, you successfully cultivated to the seventh layer of the “Dragon Elephant Skill”, becoming an undefeated martial artist in the Third -grade realm.

Two months later, you had a martial arts contest with a Second-Class expert from the royal family. With the help of your divine weapon, you lasted nearly a hundred moves before being defeated.

A month later, the first volume of the “Martial Scripture” was compiled. This pleasing news made the Emperor ecstatic, and he planned to announce it at the upcoming Discerning Talent Ceremony.

A month later, news about the “Martial Scripture” got leaked. Many people and powers who were against the dissemination of the scripture raided the Martial Academy at night.

With your formidable power, you killed a Second-Class Martial Artist. This caught the attention of a First-grade Martial Artist, who released a devastating attack against you, and you fell on the spot.

[End of this life.]

Pei Xuanjing frowned at the simulation results.

Sure enough, beneath the calm surface, there was a hidden undercurrent, a stormy torrent.

These nobles and the group of civil officials are not to be underestimated.

One side was gathering troops for intimidation, while the other side directly dealt with the situation, forcing the Emperor to imprison the commander of the Brocade Guards.

Although no crime was assigned, from the result, it was apparent that the emperor had yielded. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been gloomy and opted for an outing.

As for the assassination attempts by the Mire Sect, Pei Xuanjing had become accustomed to them and found nothing strange about it.

Based on the information he had gathered, Mire Sect’s assassination attempts on the emperor were an old tradition. Almost every emperor was attacked during each of his outings. It was the Sect’s professional job to resist and such occurrences were as common as clocking into work, rain or shine.

If the Emperor went on outings without being attacked, that would indeed be strange.

What surprised Pei Xuanjing most about this life simulation was the final incident. He never expected that those who opposed the spread of the “Martial Scripture” would be so audacious.

Initially, he thought that Tiandu was safe, but these people dared to attack the Martial Academy directlv. which was shocking and unbelievable.

[Simulation is over, you can choose one of the following rewards to retain.]

[First, the seventh layer of the “Dragon Elephant Skill”.] [Second, martial arts comprehension at the age of 25.] [Third, an incomplete version of the “Martial Scripture”.]

Pei Xuanjing chose the first reward.

After making his choice, he felt his whole body undergoing a transformation again. The True Qi and physical strength inside his body formed a small circulation, not only enhancing his physical strength but also nourishing his internal True Qi.

While breathing calmly, Pei Xuanjing sensed the enhancement of his physical body.

After several contests with his new neighbor, Qi Heng, he knew that a typical third-grade Grandmaster who had not practiced hardening martial arts wouldn’t exceed the strength of one Elephant.

But his current physical strength equaled seven Elephants, which meant that he could crush those martial artists who had not taken the hardening path, solely with his physical body.

Nearing the end of the year , Pei Xuanjing had not much to do. Besides calculating his newly acquired power and continuing to deduct his skills, he was also refining Taoyun and guiding Pang Hong in his cultivation.

Inside the Martial Academy, a servant boy was leading a man over.

The man was dressed in a green embroidered robe with an Embroidered Spring Knife at the waist. It was Lin Qingyi, one of the Brocade Guards. “Brother Pei.”

Upon seeing Pei Xuanjing, Lin Qingyi spoke.

Pei Xuanjing was instructing Pang Hong in his cultivation, but he wasn’t surprised by Lin Qingyi’s arrival. He turned around and said, “Brother Lin, come in.”

And to Pang Hong, he said: “Go prepare some tea.”

“Yes, teacher.” Pang Hong respectfully nodded and then went to prepare the tea.

Pei Xuanjing invited Lin Qingyi into the yard and then to the main hall.

The two walked side by side, with Lin Qingyi intentionally lagging half a step behind.

“Please, have a seat.” Pei Xuanjing invited Lin into the hall.

After they sat down, Pang Hong poured tea for them and then withdrew with due haste.

Pei Xuanjing glanced at Lin Qingyi’s outfit and smiled. “We haven’t seen each other in a few months, Brother Lin. Have you been promoted?”

Lin Qingyi’s clothes were no longer those of a hundred households, but of a vice thousand households from the Brocade Guards.

The two had been in contact all this while.

One wanted to obtain a clue about Mire Sect, and the other wanted to befriend a third-grade Grandmaster.

Both their needs coincided, and they formed a certain rapport.

“Speaking of this, I have to thank Brother Pei.” Lin Qingyi appeared to be grateful.

It was precisely because of Pei Xuanjing’s help in capturing Shentu Han, the protector of the Mire Sect, that he managed to gain merit and ascend to the position of a vice thousand households.

Although it may seem insignificant, to him it was definitely a leap from the lower to the middle level. After a few years of working hard in this position, there’s a chance to be promoted to a thousand households.

“Brother Lin, you are being too formal.” Pei Xuanjing brushed aside his compliments.

Although Lin’s promotion was related to the capture of Shentu Han, it was not the main reason.

He didn’t want to dwell on this topic and quickly switched to another.. “Brother Lin, have you heard any news about Mire Sect recently?”