With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

"This young girl began to grow, and she possessed extremely strong talent. She quickly became the leader of the village."

"She was as kind and pure as the gentle breeze."

"The Great Malice slowly revived, yet Qingfeng Village no longer had the protection of the Mountain Spirits and Deities."

"This woman who inherited the name of Qingfeng, Ji Qingfeng, looked at the village being eroded by the mysterious force and at her countless suffering clansmen, and her heart ached like a knife."

"Until... the Celestial Stone fell."

"The Celestial Stone, with spirit likened to a deity, was worshiped for three days and three nights by the Saintess Qingfeng."

"She pleaded for the people of Qingfeng Village to be free from pain henceforth."

"The Celestial Stone granted her request..."

"From then on, Qingfeng Village was without pain..."

A simple story was slowly recited by an aged voice.

The last page of the classic was split into two by Jiang Ming, revealing a compartment inside.

The words within the compartment were somewhat distorted, indicating the varied emotions of the original writer.

"In truth... what the Celestial Stone agreed to was not the request of Saintess Qingfeng."

"But instead, it altered Saintess Qingfeng’s Heart Lamp Ability."

"Her Heart Lamp Ability became... to share the pain..."

Jiang Ming paused briefly upon reading this.

He flipped through the pages further.

A line in the previous story read:

"The Celestial Stone also bestowed Longevity Liquid, allowing life spans to be extended. The Longevity Liquid was limited, and the villagers were willing to give the Longevity Liquid to the Saintess."

This line was crossed out, but Jiang Ming could barely make it out.

Jiang Ming seemed to imagine clearly.

In a certain place within Qingfeng Village, the faint wails persisted in the dim forbidden chamber for hundreds of years.

"Truly twisted..."

Jiang Ming’s expression was unclear.

Only the Star Flame Sword he cultivated began to vibrate.

"Clan Leader, the meeting is about to start..."

"The Celestial Stone has been captured..."

There was a gentle knock on the door by a clansman.

"I am coming."

Jiang Ming, hunched with age, led a group of clansmen into the Central Tower Stronghold’s conference hall.

A man was bound, tied within the table, and treated like an object by others.

"Celestial Stone, we now have three Celestial Stones in Qingfeng Village."

"In this way, the Longevity Liquid is also sufficient."

An elder whispered.

The entire conference hall exuded a peculiar atmosphere.

Jiang Ming’s gaze shifted to the man who was tightly bound.

A... Divine Treasure Cultivator?

No, not just one. Soon enough, more bound people or demons were carried up.

Indeed, under the shelter of the Celestial Stone, no evil could approach.

But if it were truly so divine, Great Lii would have intervened long ago.

Yet now it seems, perhaps Great Lii did take action, only for that Divine Treasure Powerhouse tasked with executing orders to become what the villagers referred to as the Celestial Stone.

Was the so-called Celestial Stone actually referring to a Divine Treasure Powerhouse?

"I am Wuu Quan, the Great Lii Night Watcher! Release me at once."

The Divine Treasure Powerhouse, slowly being engulfed by the crowd, gritted his teeth to speak. His face flushed red, feeling his entire strength sealed away.

A once magnificent Divine Treasure Powerhouse had fallen to such a state.

Jiang Ming paid no attention to Wuu Quan, but slowly straightened his bent back.

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he approached the Great Village Chief.

The Great Village Chief was a towering man of two meters, with muscles thick all over his body, and he was the strongest Martial Artist of the entire village.

"Elder Luo Yun, what’s wrong?"

The Great Village Chief looked at Jiang Ming with confusion.

Hadn’t yet reacted.

"Great Village Chief, do you know the whereabouts of the Saintess Qingfeng?"

The Great Village Chief’s pupils contracted, but Jiang Ming knew he was aware of this matter.

The surrounding guards also realized something was amiss, looking at Jiang Ming as if facing a formidable enemy.

But with a blur, Jiang Ming pressed the Great Village Chief’s head beneath his hand.

The atmosphere turned eerie.

Even Wuu Quan remained silent, staring blankly at Jiang Ming’s back.

The elderly figure suddenly became as straight as a bamboo.

A blaze of sword light surged out as if unable to be contained.

The sword light was solemn, splitting the entire stronghold in an instant.

The Divine Sword had spirit, and the Sword Spirit, merciless and resolute against evil, vibrated upon sensing the deep emotions within the Sword Master.

In that instant, flames encircled.

Five hundred years of peace had made these villagers forget the meaning of respect for the powerful.

The strongest Great Village Chief could barely exchange moves with the Heart Lamp Immortal Master.

The earth was upheaved layer by layer.

Jiang Ming stood in mid-air, overlooking the entire land.

This place was all of the Human Race, humans without any contamination.

But in Jiang Ming’s eyes, accompanied by eerie martial skills.

A huge iron house emerged from the earth.

The iron house was wrapped with layers of rusty chains.

Yet, no sound came from within.

"Wait!!"

"Wait!!! Great Hero!"

Wuu Quan staggered out from the ruins of the tower stronghold.

He called out to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"That might be a Divine Buddha!"

Jiang Ming’s movements paused slightly.

A strange figure deeply engraved in his consciousness appeared in his mind, seen when he first entered this realm.

The bizarre Divine Buddha towering and devouring all beings.

The Divine Buddha, astonishingly hidden deep within his heart, transformed into a Heart Demon lurking.

With a grasp of his hand, Wuu Quan was brought to his side.

"What power does the Divine Buddha possess?"

"The Divine Buddha... according to the Phoenix Ancestor, a newly birthed Divine Buddha is quite special, still possessing good and evil, power perhaps merely at the Ancestral Level."

"But, Divine Buddhas walking among the mortal world are entities even the Phoenix Ancestor wouldn’t wish to meddle with."

"Here, one can create a Divine Buddha."

"Is the so-called Celestial Stone a Divine Buddha?"

Jiang Ming swiftly transmitted the information he had discovered into Wuu Quan’s mind.

Wuu Quan was stunned, then hesitantly said, "It should be..."

"Just the Divine Buddha... no one dares intervene."

"Years ago, in Sea Suppression City, half the city was consumed by a Divine Buddha..."

Jiang Ming chuckled.

"Then today, I shall see what this so-called Divine Buddha is..."

Jiang Ming gestured with his hand, and the Star Flame Sword flew into his grasp.

With a slash of the sword light.

All chains were severed.

The iron house’s door opened.

In Jiang Ming’s hand, he flipped over a card, on the card a figure holding a longsword gazed skyward.

When the iron house opened, there was none of the imagined rushing scenes.

Only a bewildered silhouette slowly walked out.

She wore a white gown, a floral crown on her head.

Her eyes like a doe in the woods, skin fair, with an aura of nature.

"Hello, I am Qingfeng."

"I am Jiang Ming." Jiang Ming quietly said.

By now, Wuu Quan subconsciously backed away several steps, observing from afar.

"Thank you for rescuing me."

Qingfeng bowed, performing a polite gesture towards Jiang Ming, her voice flowing like a mountain stream.

She belatedly covered her face, looking at the sunlight.

"It’s been five hundred years since I’ve seen the sun."

"Since the clan elder had me reside here, the clan elder promised to let me out."

Qingfeng’s gaze turned to Jiang Ming.

Her eyes clear.

"This item, I gift to you."

A ball of light flew into Jiang Ming’s hand.

Jiang Ming hesitated not for a moment.

"Summon!"

Beidou Sword Master! Pei Min!

Even in a state of possession, he summoned.

Jiang Ming’s gaze suddenly deepened.

Faintly, a radiance spread over him.

"Pain..."

"Grandfather, it hurts..."

"Why..."

"Why does it hurt so much..."

"Why, why must all suffering be borne by me..."

"Ah"

"I can’t bear it..."

"I beg you all..."

"Spare me..."

Qingfeng’s mouth did not move, yet her body began to emit wails and endless resentment.

Decaying breath appeared upon her.

Her face gradually collapsed, her sweet smile turned grotesque.

Limbs squirmed on her body one by one.

Soon, a colossal Buddha emerged on the earth.

The heavens and the earth changed color.

Painful Divine Buddha!

Countless gazes were cast in terror towards this scene.

Yet Jiang Ming did not look at the Divine Buddha.

He only revealed a shocked expression towards the sky.

"Rule fragments?"

Primordial Spirit carries rules to transform into True Immortal!