With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

This approach is still the most cost-effective.

The Chengyang True God was sent in.

In an instant, the Chengyang True God was refined.

Jiang Ming heard a prompt for simulation points in his ears.

At the same time, spirit bones and spirit materials were sent out by the furnace.

Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction; the more simulation points, the better.

.........

"Great Uncle, is it true that you want to agree to his terms?"

Zhaoo Tian appeared as an elder but was deferential in front of a middle-aged member of the Zhaoo Family.

"Chaofeng Pavilion is the last resort of our Zhaoo Family."

The elder couldn’t help but say.

The middle-aged man snorted and said, "You should be grateful that our Zhaoo Family still has parts that are valued by others."

"This person’s cultivation is unfathomable."

"His cultivation is probably beyond the three hidden ancestors of our Zhaoo Family."

"His cultivation is probably close to the Martial Ancestor."

"You, you mean..."

"Originally thought to be a warrior close to the Divine Storage Peak, little did I know he would bring me such a surprise."

"Give the order, Jiang’s request must be fully cooperated with!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he vanished.

Only Zhaoo Tian was left with a somewhat complex expression.

"Grandpa Tian, what kind of institution does that lord want to establish in Chaofeng Pavilion..."

"It seems to be called... Demon Hunter?"

............

"These years in the Divine Capital have truly been turbulent."

"First, the Phoenix Ancestor awakened two years ago."

"Then the Flowing Light Sword Immortal came to the capital to slay a god."

"It’s really marvelous."

"They say that the Flowing Light Sword Immortal has already been recruited by the Imperial Family Zhaoo Family."

"I hear Emperor Guang’s virtue did not match his position, and he’s already been sealed in the Heavenly Destiny Hall by the Zhaoo Family, soon to establish a new emperor, unexpected that..."

The Divine Capital is bustling and prosperous.

The streets are filled with traffic, and the vendors along the road are endless.

The inns, restaurants, and teahouses nearby are countless.

Those who can spend in these places certainly aren’t the common folk struggling for livelihood.

At the very least, they possess Heart Lamp Cultivation, each having their own information channels.

Currently, they gather in groups of three or five, discussing major events happening in the Divine Capital.

"If you ask me, the Flowing Light Sword Immortal is the true hero."

"After all, this Flowing Light Sword Immortal is human; those deities..."

Someone drunkenly couldn’t control his words.

Subsequently, his companion hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Yes, struggled in cultivation for decades, in one day entered the capital and slew a god, truly a heroic figure, too bad I don’t have the fortune to witness this hero."

"What are you afraid of? Those deities are high above, how would they come to listen to the boasts of us mortals?"

"No, Brother Zhang, your voice is too loud!"

Someone beside quickly said so.

Only to see below the tavern, many civilians looking up at the second floor, glaring angrily.

As if someone had violated a sacred place in their hearts.

"What are you saying!"

"Aren’t you afraid of going to hell after death!"

"Deities are here to save all humanity!"

"Chengyang True God is merely an evil god mixed among them."

Companions quickly pacified the crowd, and only then did the people disperse.

In the corner of the tavern.

A young man in blue clothes clenched his fists, taking everything in.

The elder facing him had a calm expression, seemingly focused on the wine pot before him.

As if he sensed the boy’s movements.

The elder sneered contemptuously, whispered: "Demons run rampant, yet no one handles them."

"On the court, rotten wood holds office, beasts feast on salaries."

"Those high-above cultivators see the masses as ants."

"Drinking human blood, eating human flesh."

"Whether ghost or human, everyone’s eating people."

"See, even those being eaten are willing to be eaten, by humans and gods."

"The higher-ups are greedy, the lower ones are foolish, let alone the evil spirits who randomly devour."

"You say, is this world still savable?"

The elder looked out the window.

The sky was dark.

The hustle and bustle of the Divine Capital seemed to turn into castles in the air.

Beneath the prosperity was infinite darkness.

The young man’s eyes were somewhat dim, but then they turned tremendously resolute.

He slammed a fist onto the table.

Clenched his teeth and said: "No matter what, I will change this world."

The elder just watched the young man, saying nothing.

He was once like this, and his master once looked at him this way.

Just then, a commotion burst from inside the tavern.

Dozens of people resembling servants rushed to the second floor.

The chatter suddenly halted.

"It’s people from the Yuwen Family, what are they doing here."

"What has happened now."

"Such anger."

Several insightful people exchanged glances, then lowered their eyes, indifferent to the situation.

These people charged straight to the tavern’s corner.

"It’s him."

"Mm, the aura matches."

"Very well, brat, seven days ago, in East City Xiangyang Lane, did you not kill a fox-tailed woman?"

"Did you not see the mark of the Yuwen Family on her?"

From the Yuwen Family’s servants emerged a leader, speaking in a sinister tone.

Though these were servants, they are all at least Martial Arts Master Peak, some even had lit their Heart Lamp.

However, the power that should be against the evil spirits was not facing demons and monsters.

"Honored masters, there must be some misunderstanding." The elder smiled.

At the same time, he discreetly handed the leader a purse.

The leader weighed it secretly, then a sneer appeared.

"Truly a rural pauper."

"But I magnanimously would’ve given you a way out."

"However, that fox demon was a pet raised by the second young master of our Yuwen Family, it cannot be so easily dismissed."

"You are quite daring."

The young man stared at the leader.

Seeing the situation, the elder tried to stop him, but the young man still flushed furiously, gritting his teeth and said: "That day she already drained the blood of three households."

"Had I not stopped her, more people would’ve perished."

"Evil spirits create havoc in the city, as a Cultivator of the Human Race, am I not allowed to intervene!?"

The young man raised his head, eyes full of anger.

The leader was somewhat surprised.

"A Heart Lamp Cultivator huh."

"Haha, indeed, it’s you."

"Those self-proclaimed Demon Hunter spirits causing trouble in the city are already annoying, are you qualified?"

"Indeed, even if the Yuwen Family’s pet spirit eats people, you have no right to stop it."

"Attack!"

The elder suddenly tossed the young man down the stairs.

"Zhou Ming, run!"

"Don’t think you can escape."

Blood stained the elder’s chest where a knife’s tip appeared.

The Yuwen Family’s people followed him down the stairs, capturing the young man.

"Yuwen Family is at work, move aside!"

The bystanders seemed accustomed to this.

"Seems like another outsider."

Or rather, numb.

The young man’s name was Zhou Ming, a rare loose cultivator from the countryside, a first-time visitor to the Divine Capital.

Zhou Ming clenched his fists tightly, eyes bloodshot, his mind blank, just running, just running.

Yet there was no light around.

Only darkness, only the sounds of killing.

Until...

A pair of golden-bright and lively eyes appeared before them.

"Bang!!"

Screams and the sound of bodies hitting the ground rang out consecutively.

"Are you also going to stop my Yuwen Family?"

"Yuwen Family?"

"What’s the Yuwen Family?"

"Saint Heir, the Yuwen Family seems to be a first-tier family marked in the Divine Capital by the Pavilion Master."

"Oh well, oh well, old Sunx doesn’t care about these things."

"Saint Heir! Calm down, the Pavilion Master said..."

"So annoying!"

"Go back and tell your Yuwen Family, this kid old Sunx has decided to protect!"

The young man came to his senses.

He saw a monkey-headed figure carrying a staff, standing before him, baring fanged grins at those from the Yuwen Family, scaring them into fleeing helter-skelter.

The monkey-headed figure turned, those eyes shining brightly, like the last light in the demon fog.