With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

Zhao Fu boarded the Sky Battleship and headed west.

The first-generation war weapons did not yet form a system.

Without sufficient artifact refining heritage, the kind of true war weapons of later generations had not yet been developed.

More often, they were the huge space artifacts based on Immortal Mountains.

For example, Cyan Cloud Immortal Mountain transformed into a Treasure Ship made of a piece of Cyan Leaf.

Next door, Bailing Immortal Mountain was a floating small mountain shrouded in thunderclouds.

The Five Mountains Immortal Mountain was a giant cart dragged by three Jiao Dragons.

The closer Zhao Fu got to Purple Mist Immortal Mountain, the more he could see the various space artifacts of other Immortal Mountains coming to support.

Looking down from above.

Zhao Fu could see many things he could not see before.

The azure sky, the azure sea surface.

On the sea surface, were islands scattered like stars across the sky.

These islands were all quite small.

Very few had mortal nations.

Most of the markets were controlled by cultivators.

They were either disciples of Immortal Mountains or inherited the Immortal Mountain’s legacy from the outside.

They practiced on these islands, hunting sea beasts in exchange for cultivation resources from the Immortal Mountains.

By comparison,

Cyan Cloud Immortal Mountain consisted of three giant land islands arranged in a pattern, such small islands were rare.

White Eyebrow seemed to have noticed Zhao Fu’s thoughts.

"Actually, most of the Immortal Mountains in the Star Sea are like this."

"But Cyan Cloud Ancestor Master once expended great magical power to move islands and create land, resulting in the existence of the Cyan Cloud Three Lands."

"Because concentrating the land allows mortals to thrive and multiply better."

"It also allows for better defense against incoming Demon Cultivators and Evil Cultivators."

"However, these small scattered islands also have their advantages, which is that they can hunt sea beasts in shallow waters."

"Therefore, outside the Cyan Cloud Three Lands, there are actually archipelagos."

Zhao Fu nodded.

He had vaguely heard about it.

It was just that he hadn’t finished exploring the Cyan Cloud Three Lands back then.

After breaking through, he settled his cultivation and then went to battle the chameleon demon.

A few years later, Purple Mist Immortal Mountain issued a summons again.

As a direct disciple of the Immortal Mountain, cultivating and accumulating in the Immortal Mountain required a lot of time, so he had not practiced on those small scattered islands.

During their conversation,

White Eyebrow’s expression slightly changed.

In the distance, demon qi surged, transforming into a black cloud, obscuring the sun.

The yin wind roared, with continuous roars and howls.

There was no room for communication or negotiation.

Many demon cultivators had already transformed into their original forms, attacking Purple Mist Immortal Mountain and biting the cultivators on it.

The Immortal Mountains coming to support hesitated not a bit.

More than a dozen Golden Core Masters wielded their swords, transforming into flowing light and cutting into the demon group.

The others were at least elite disciples who had stepped into the Heartbeat Realm.

Nearly 80% of the cultivators performed swordsmanship while cutting into the demon group.

The tide of demon beasts swarmed in.

First was the aerial demon beast demon cultivators like a black cloud fiercely colliding with the sword cultivators.

While on the sea surface, there was a group of demon cultivators walking on waves, scrambling to climb Purple Mist Immortal Mountain, picking humans to devour.

To them, humans were great supplements.

The most primitive war unfolded.

The turbulent Spiritual Qi prevented these ancient cultivators from casting magic.

Without the mature magic system and talisman system of later generations.

Nor the high-level Combined Array and extremely powerful War Treasure.

What they could use was only the still improving Sword Dao.

Longsword and bloody battle.

Either the sword broke.

Or the flesh was torn open.

The demon cultivators’ eyes were filled with extreme anger.

The humans within the circle dared to resist them.

Don’t they know that their mission from birth is to be devoured by the Demon Race, to become human medicine?

The cultivators of the Human Race had eyes full of determination and resolution.

Immortal Mountain selects disciples, valuing both mind and talent.

Or perhaps.

The Heartbeat Realm not only almost turns every cultivator into a sword cultivator but also filters out those with improper Heart Skills.

Those who can break through the Heartbeat Realm have steadfast wills, are fearless in the face of life and death, all guarding the Dao with their flying swords, as long as the Human Race is not extinct.

Zhao Fu joined the army, flying his sword in the air.

At this moment, he no longer had the halo of a genius.

Nor the halo of the Cyan Cloud Immortal Mountain’s direct legacy.

On this battlefield, there remained only life and death.

Fortunately, Zhao Fu had experienced life and death sixteen times.

Skirting close to life and death was countless.

His Sword Intent was absolute, each strike with the thought of fighting to the last, either the enemy dies, or I die.

Every sword strike aimed at the vital point, with no excess.

He seemed no longer the mysterious Immortal Mountain disciple who awed the Jianghu Sword God.

Rather, he was that desperado in the Jianghu who drew swords solely to kill.

Hot demon blood splattered on Zhao Fu’s face.

Yet Zhao Fu felt no emotion.

High in the sky.

It was the battlefield of the Human Race’s Golden Core Masters and the Demon Race’s demon Great Powers.

In the sky, the weather changed unpredictably.

Qingyun and Demon Cloud entangled, rising and falling.

[You joined the battle without any hesitation.]

[Your comrades died one after another.]

[All who stood on this battlefield were elite disciples selected from millions, each a high and mighty Immortal Master in the face of the secular world.]

[And everyone had only one goal, to kill the demon cultivators in front of them.]

[Kill them! Simply for the unwillingness and hatred that existed in the bloodlines for millions of years.]

[Your whole True Essence surged, merging into the Cyan Blade in your hand.]

[One demon cultivator soul after another perished by your hand.]

[The cultivators fighting alongside you became fewer and fewer.]

[You didn’t know how long had passed.]

[The war ended.]

[The surviving demon army retreated, the greedy demon cultivators took a bunch of Immortal Mountain cultivators’ corpses, leaving behind an expanse of corpses filling the mountains and sea.]