With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

Information started pouring continuously into Jiang Ming’s mind.

[You have obtained the unique true name, Zhao Fu]

"Unique true name... Does that mean I’ll have this name for a hundred lifetimes..." Jiang Ming murmured.

Perhaps the true name has some connection with other existences.

[Witch Demon War, Heaven and Earth crumble]

[The sky suddenly displayed cracks, terrifyingly vast, covering the sun and moon.]

[Fierce winds roared, sweeping sand and stones to strike the ground, breaking branches and crushing trees. Thunder rumbled like the wrathful roar of a celestial being.]

[Blazing fires burned fiercely, charring the earth for miles. The cries of despair echoed between heaven and earth.]

[The sun and moon were darkened, stars lost their color, the world fell into chaos, resembling an apocalyptic scene, all lives withered in agony.]

Scenes like a cutscene CG flashed in front of Jiang Ming.

"Apocalypse Rift?"

Only this Apocalypse Rift is even more terrifying than the one Jiang Ming previously saw from Zhong Heng’s perspective.

Compared to this, the Apocalypse Rift in later generations was firmly controlled by many powerful figures in Jiuzhou Cultivation Realm.

[Twelve Ancestral Witches united to forcibly suppress the sky’s crack.]

[Afterward, the Twelve Ancestral Witches vanished.]

[Among them, Lady Houtu who merged her body with the reincarnation also disappeared, the Netherworld Reincarnation completely shattered, leaving no Underworld in heaven and earth...]

[The fragments of the reincarnation are nowhere to be found, no one can trace them.]

[One day, the most precious fragment of the reincarnation fell onto a newborn baby.]

[In your ignorance, you have no idea what kind of mission lies upon you.]

[Your first life... has begun.]

[First Life.]

[You have loaded talents: Five Spirit Roots (15 Spirit Points), Keen Ears and Eyes (10 Spirit Points)]

[You were born.]

[You were born in the East Nether Domain, within the Changfeng Tribe.]

[Your parents named you Zhao Fu]

[You possess the memories of your previous life, you are a Transmigrator, in your last life you seemed to be a cultivator, but many memories are unclear.]

[You feel as if you have lost many memories, it’s all like a big dream, like reality and illusion, making it hard for you to distinguish between truth and falsehood.]

[Only in the depths of your mind you seem to see the Green Fall Yellow Springs, the Netherworld River.]

[You don’t know if this is your hallucination or something else.]

[As time passes, you buried this secret in your heart, beginning to live like other tribe members.]

[You started to grow slowly.]

[The preliminary enlightenment education within the tribe taught you various common knowledge of this world.]

[Soon, you were twelve years old.]

[You gained some fame in the tribe with your keen talent.]

[You tried cultivating, your mind only contained the Basic Breathing Technique.]

[However, you found the cultivation technique of the tribesmen much cruder than yours, you suspected whether your previous and current lives were in the same world.]

[From the mouths of the tribesmen, you learned two words.]

[Demon Race, Witch Race]

[Yet you only knew the existence of the Demon Race, not the Witch Race.]

[The triennial baptism ceremony began.]

[The baptism ceremony aims to select tribe members with Immortal Talent.]

[You were detected with Immortal Physique, you received the baptism, demon beast blood was poured on you, your Qi-blood became vigorous.]

[You lack a specific cultivation technique from the dream of your previous life, so you can only cultivate according to the techniques within the tribe.]

[However, your aptitude was almost at the bottom.]

[Soon, you were deprived of the right to cultivate.]

[The tribe’s Elder mistakenly judged your aptitude due to your intelligence.]

[All resources must be allocated to the tribe members with the strongest aptitude.]

[Only they can fully utilize the resources and thus protect the tribe members.]

[You no longer received any distributed resources from the tribe, you could only absorb Spiritual Qi from the air and also had to prioritize the harvested spirit grasses and hunted demon beasts for the tribe members with the strongest aptitude.]

[You found all tribe members were selfless, wholeheartedly providing for the one with the strongest aptitude.]

[The once dazzling intelligence before the baptism was thus buried, you became utterly ordinary, blending into the crowd.]

"Tribal era..."

"At that time the Witch Race still existed in heaven and earth..."

"Turns out even then the Human Race was already dwelling in Jiuzhou..."

Jiang Ming looked at the golden letters flashing before his eyes.

In the tribal era, although the Human Race could cultivate, their cultivation system was extremely primitive and crude.

They didn’t even have means to detect the Spirit Root.

Only judging aptitude by cultivation speed.

Zhao Fu, due to his talent in Keen Ears and Eyes and having some memories of his previous life, stood out in childhood.

The nominee spots for baptism were limited, initial detection of aptitude didn’t necessarily grant the qualification for baptism, Zhao Fanx instead became a nominee.

However, the tribal resources could only supply the one with the most remarkable aptitude, Zhao Fu still possessed the Five Spirit Roots in the end.

Naturally eliminated, even having perfected Basic Breathing Technique from later generations was useless.

"But this tribal era..."

Jiang Ming could see.

In this tribal era, the Human Race’s tribes were in a very perilous position.

It could be said they were barely surviving, the flesh of the Human Race was quite delectable to the Demon Race, also aiding in their shapeshifting.

Thus the Human Race was as alluring as walking spirit medicine, demon beasts frequently hunted humans.

In such an environment, all selfish desires were compressed completely, everyone’s heart held only one purpose.

To pass on the tribal legacy.

Under intense external pressure, internal conflicts were negligible.

Everyone was willing to surrender their benefits to supply the one with the strongest talent, while the strongest talented individual had to bear the responsibility of protecting the entire tribe.