Simulated Cultivation, The First Person to Ascend

Qian Luo transmigrated into a cultivation era at its end. In this era, spiritual energy was scarce, and no one could ascend. The Tianyan Continent was divided into nine districts, and she was born ...

Sudden change

Sudden change

Qian Luo has already seen Qian Ruixue. His life is not in danger for the time being, and she is thinking about how to rescue him.

Unexpectedly, one day, Tao Yue found her, looking hurried and serious: "Qianluo, it's bad, there's chaos outside!"

"It's a mess?"

Qian Luo calmed down and thought that it was because she had let Ye Qingying go a month ago, causing her to deliberately leak the matter of the human experiment and incite the monks. Now the Taiyin Group must be having a hard time.

"I don't know where those people outside heard the news from, saying that the Taiyin Group is conducting human experiments without permission!" Tao Yue has been a loyal supporter of the Taiyin Group ever since she got the psychic chip, and she looked indignant.

Qianluo raised her eyes and stared into her eyes: "What if I say that what they said is right?"

Tao Yue smacked her lips: "W-what?! Qianluo you..."

Qianluo simply explained to her, "The psychic chip is used to extract value from existing Nascent Soul cultivators. Otherwise, why are so many cultivators missing and so many wanted?"

"Every psychic chip is dripping with human blood, including yours."

"Qianluo, are you kidding me? How is it possible, how is it possible..." Tao Yue kept backing away, frowning, staring at the female cultivator's eyes in disbelief, trying to find any false expression, but the female cultivator's eyes were like a cold pond, icy cold to the bone.

Qianluo had never looked at her with such hatred before. They were good sisters who had been through thick and thin together. So she wouldn't lie to herself. The Taiyin Group really had its hands stained with blood, having imprisoned those Nascent Soul cultivators, causing rivers of blood outside and causing them to live in fear.

Before Tao Yue could digest it, Du Yajun came over with a serious expression: "We can't stay here anymore."

Tao Yue: "Sister Du, do you also know the truth about the Taiyin Group?"

Du Yajun frowned. "You knew that too? Because a lot of experimental samples were lost in the basement, and public opinion was rampant, the supply of psychic chips was insufficient, and most of the cultivators knew the truth at once."

"However, they did not blame the Taiyin Group's actions. Instead, they angrily scolded the escaped experimental subjects. Since they have become experimental subjects and their lives will not be harmed, can't they stay in the cabin honestly, let the researchers squeeze out their value, and contribute to the entire District 9?" Qian Luo said expressionlessly, staring at Du Yajun.

"This is what you think, and it's also what the entire pursuit team thinks." After all, the knife didn't cut himself, so he didn't feel the pain.

Du Yajun smiled bitterly: "Of course, I did have such thoughts, but now the person wielding the knife is pointing at us."

Tao Yue was confused. "Sister Du, what did you say? Are you sure the Taiyin Group wants to capture small fry like us and use them for experiments? We're worthless, and we can't make psychic chips. Are you crazy?"

What value is there in a loser?

Du Yajun sighed, "I discovered this by accident. I've been following several pursuit teams lately, and I've noticed that many members have disappeared during the pursuit. At first, I thought it was because the Yuanying wanted criminals were so powerful that they died. But then more and more members disappeared, and their bodies were never found."

"I've been keeping an eye on it for a few months, and then I noticed that the team members suddenly fell unconscious, and then the formation closed, and they disappeared on the spot."

Du Yajun closed her eyes, her face heavy. "It wasn't just the team members. Many independent cultivators also vanished suddenly. One day, I felt ashamed of using a psychic chip, so I pulled it out. To my surprise, the psychic chip suddenly flickered, then vanished from the spot."

When these words came out, not only Tao Yue, but Qian Luo was also surprised: "So, the psychic chip itself has an attached formation!"

"That's right! This disappearance is not only aimed at the employees within the Taiyin Group, but also at many independent cultivators. This is no longer a simple human experiment, but an unfamiliar experiment. The pity is that we don't know it." Without the Nascent Soul spiritual energy chip, she is just a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, with messy hair and a tired face. She looks dozens of years older.

"Damn it! The Taiyin Group is so perverted! They rose to prominence through the psychic chip, gained economic power over the upper three districts, and used the additional formations of the psychic chip to control most of the cultivators!"

Tao Yue took a deep breath and said, "Is the Taiyin Group planning to control the entire District 9?"

Qian Luo lowered her eyelashes: "It's possible." The Yuanying Mechanical Corps in the future will be invincible, and the war will last for many years.

"I'm not going to use this piece of shit anymore!" Tao Yue quickly pulled out the psychic chip. This tiny piece had cost countless lives...

"Once this news gets out, those selfish people will turn their attention to the Taiyin Group. After all, they know the pain of the knife being stuck in their own flesh."

Qian Luo suddenly discovered that the Taiyin Group had set up so many schemes, all to pave the way for others. The situation was turbulent when the independent cultivators rebelled and destroyed the psychic chips. It was the perfect opportunity to rescue Qian Ruixue!

Tao Yue patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, we are not cowards. I will find someone to tell the truth right now. As long as their own interests are endangered, they will believe it regardless of whether it is true or not!"

Du Yajun, who had been silent the whole time, sighed. "The Upper Third District is in such chaos right now, it's not a place to stay for long. I'm ready to leave here, you guys..."

Tao Yue was a native of District 3. She knew Du Yajun had no attachment to this place, but she was still looking forward to making something big: "Wouldn't it be nice to take down the Taiyin Group?"

Qian Luo shook her head: "It's too early. The Venerable hasn't appeared yet. With his methods, suppressing the riot is easy."

She paused and said, "I haven't succeeded yet. You can come and go as you please."

Du Yajun didn't want to become an enemy of Qianluo. Instead, she saw that she possessed a rare treasure, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in just a few hundred years without external help. Telling her the truth was simply to gain a little favor from her, so that she could have some leverage in the future.

The path of cultivating immortals is based on the survival of the fittest.

Since she couldn't defeat the group, she naturally had to run away.

"Goodbye." Du Yajun, dressed in palace attire, smiled and left the upper third district without a trace of reluctance.

Tao Yue: "Hey, Sister Du!"

"What should I do then? Go back to District 3?" She was terrified. District 9 was already under the control of the group, so how could District 3 be spared? It was only a matter of time.

Qianluo glanced at her and said, "There is still a way out outside District 9. You can go with your family."

"Okay!" Tao Yue could only nod and prepare to finish the work and escape with his family.

Both of them left, and Qianluo was the only one left in the office.

She stood on a ten-story building, looking down at the constant explosions, the monks who were constantly attacking, and the group employees who were desperately trying to capture wanted criminals and fight against the monks.

Tomorrow, these people will target the Taiyin Group.

Researchers are no exception. Have they ever thought about becoming a member of the laboratory?

A few months later, the entire Upper Three Districts were in turmoil. The neon signs were still flashing, and the colorful lights reflected a desolate and dilapidated scene, with littered garbage, smashed self-service machines, and bumpy roads. There were traces of fighting everywhere, and the monks were rushing past.

Everyone was looking for a way to escape. The Taiyin Group had sealed off the upper three districts and would not allow cultivators to leave. No matter how much noise the independent cultivators and the group's employees made, the upper three districts had already been isolated from the other six districts and were lifeless.

Things have come to a point where neither Chu Lianxi nor Wu Xingxue showed up, not to mention the "Honorable" Lord of Taiji Group, who did not come out to take responsibility.

The psychic chips were discarded at will, the spiritual training cabins were looted, and the entire Taiyin Group was in a mess with tables, chairs and benches, like a dilapidated unfinished building, a dark scene.

Qianluo came to the basement and saw Researcher Wang sorting out the materials. He looked like he had aged by several decades, with gray hair on his temples. Any sound would make him alert, like a frightened bird.

"These materials... these topics... I haven't finished them yet... How could this happen?"

"There's still room for research, why did Your Excellency abandon us?"

"Why doesn't the messenger show up..."

He kept talking, his eyebrows drooping and his expression listless, but he did not feel guilty about the experimental subjects. He was just sad that he could not continue with his own project.

"Qianluo..." He squinted his eyes and saw the female cultivator clearly in the backlight. His eyes dimmed and fell silent again. He said in a low voice, "You're here..."

Qian Luo looked at the snow-white papers flying all over the sky, the broken pieces of jade slips, the root canals flashing with electric light thrown randomly on the ground, and the broken glass covers. It was obvious how angry and anxious the monks who left were. Everything was so strange, completely different from the basement she had entered before.

"I never thought that all the experiments I worked so hard on would become a joke, and I would become the guinea pig."

“That’s ridiculous, hahahaha!”

Suddenly, he looked mad and laughed loudly, seeming particularly desolate in this empty basement, like a wandering ghost. But wasn't he a ghost? Without his research project and his identity as a researcher, what was his future?

"What's the point of living like this?"

Yes, what's the point of living like this? He has lived his whole life only for research. Without research, he cannot survive.

Under Qianluo's indifferent gaze, he casually found a piece of broken glass and stabbed it into his heart. Blood gushed out, staining the debris on the ground red.

“…”

Qianluo turned around and walked to the deepest part. She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar male cultivator through the glass and glanced at the empty cabins around her: "Everyone else has left, but you're the only one who hasn't left yet, waiting for me to wake you up?"

The young man with snow-white hair and cold eyes did not answer, and still kept his eyes closed. Qian Luo sighed, opened the glass cover, revealing his pale and thin body, and called his name: "Qian Ruixue, long time no see."

The voice was very soft, and there was nostalgia in his eyes.

As her spiritual power was transferred, the young man in the cabin's face gradually turned red, until his eyebrows moved slightly and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

He seemed to have a very long dream. In it were a little girl he hadn't seen in years, and a kind and gentle grandmother. They spent some wonderful days in the countryside, going up the mountains to pick wild vegetables, running freely among the forests and streams, running around barefoot. The chirping of flowers and birds in the forest made him feel the freedom of his heart. The weather was sunny and windy, and he could smell the scent of spring: a warm breeze, swaying willows, and the smell of green grass and earth was particularly pleasant.

Then, a smiling little girl rushed out from behind the tree, hugged him, and raised her head and shouted, "I found you!"

"Qian Daxue, it's your turn to wash the dishes this time!"

It seems like I haven’t seen such a sunny smile for a long time.

The smiling girl and the calm and beautiful female cultivator in front of him had overlapping faces, as if a hundred years had passed.

He heard her say, "Qian Daxue, long time no see."

His eyelashes trembled slightly. His spiritual power had not yet recovered, but his body was faster than his brain. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with it.

Qian Luo held a pair of cold and thin hands, as cold as ice taken out of an ice cellar, emitting severe coldness and deathly silence. She pursed her lips, pointed with her fingertips, and activated her spiritual power to cut out the root canals in his body. Those ugly instruments would no longer be able to exploit his value.

"after……"

She looked down at the young man with snow-white hair. His hair had already reached the ground. The moonlight shone on his hair, dragging it all over the ground, like pouring moonlight. It was beautiful, lonely and cold.

She clearly wanted to say something comforting, like "I'll protect you from now on," but she couldn't seem to utter it. Her mouth was like a closed clam, impossible to pry open, it was so hard.

The young man was also waiting for her unfinished words, but Qianluo saw a hint of teasing in his words. Suddenly, a feeling of regret rose in Qianluo's heart!

"Hmm?" Qian Ruixue raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a pale smile. Although she was in great pain and extremely weak, she couldn't suppress her pride and joy at the thought that the young and tsundere girl could stand on her own.

His eyes flickered, and his beautiful pupils, as beautiful as the blue sky, reflected the awkward female cultivator, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female cultivator shook off his hand, took out a formation plate from her storage bag, threw it into his arms, and snorted twice: "Your mission."

Qian Ruixue lowered her head helplessly: "Hmm..."

Asking a patient to repair the array? That's asking too much.

The female cultivator looked him up and down, mocking him. "It's been ages. How come you're doing so poorly? If it weren't for me, you'd probably be imprisoned for hundreds of years and turned into countless psychic chips!"

Qian Luo grew increasingly angry as she pondered the matter. "When I was eighteen, you left me all alone and headed for the Upper Three Districts. What on earth happened? You boast of your knowledge of astronomy and geography, and your mastery of divination and fortune-telling, but did you ever anticipate that you'd be trapped there for a hundred years?"

She was just angry! Angry that Qian Daxue had left her all alone, and she didn't know what she had done to end up like this!

"Xiao Luo, you're crying." Qian Ruixue raised her hand to wipe away her tears gently, a look of heartache flashing in her eyes. She took the initiative to admit, "I was wrong."

But he doesn't regret it...

If she hadn't encountered this today, how could she have helped her break the predicament?

She didn't expect him to slide to his knees so quickly. Qian Luo felt something was wrong. She wiped her tears and stopped immediately. She threw him some clothes and reached out to take Researcher Wang's storage bag and information.

You won’t know until you see it. It’s really shocking. I didn’t expect that Researcher Wang and his team are not only researching psychic chips and training cabins, but also the monks in the entire ninth district.

They even wanted to create cultivators with extraordinary talents, such as those with natural sword bones, the ability to predict the future, and babies with mutated spiritual roots...

All kinds of amazing talents, natural gifts and supernatural powers...here, all can be manipulated by humans.

Qianluo remembered a case in the Blue Star world where a professor secretly changed the HIV gene, and a pair of babies were naturally resistant to HIV from birth. This behavior attracted the attention of the country and he was arrested.

There have been similar movies abroad, in which rich and powerful families can always give birth to smart and beautiful babies, while powerless families can only give birth to stupid and ugly babies, which eventually becomes a vicious cycle and is not conducive to the healthy development of society.

In the Blue Star world, gene editing will only lead to class solidification, but here it will shatter all legends of genius and reshape myths.

"But... such a genius will only become a puppet in the hands of the Venerable, the most loyal slave, the sharpest sword, slicing through obstacles for him and offering everything."

Then...how could she kill the Venerable?

Qian Luo lowered her brows and thought carefully. That's right, she wanted to kill the Venerable. With the Venerable's all-seeing abilities, how could he not have noticed that she was the one who killed the District Chief of the Lower Three Districts? Rather than waiting for someone else to kill her, she might as well kill him herself.

Besides, his experimental plan has already hurt her relatives.

If she didn't stop it, more people would die. Her friends were all five-spiritual-root cultivators from the bottom of society. If the genius plan was implemented, what would they do?

"Xiao Luo?" Qian Ruixue saw the information in her hand, her eyes darkened and turned cold, and then she pointed at the dilapidated building and the dead male cultivator, deliberately changing the subject.

"What's wrong?"

Qianluo stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth and took his hand without saying a word: "Come with me."

I can’t stay in the upper three areas anymore, but I can’t get out now, so I have to simulate.

Let’s find a cave to rest first. The Taiyin Group is too dangerous.

Qian Ruixue was held by her with one hand and holding the formation plate in the other. She stared blankly at her resolute and cold profile. Her eyebrows softened and the cold light in her eyes melted a lot.