[Currently, you have not yet become a true Dao Master. The various "future" abilities you possess are merely a youthful trial version, with limited functionality, and you cannot perform complex operations such as "traveling back to the past from the future."]
You must personally travel to the past in the cycle of reincarnation.
"I'm not necessarily in the future or in reality yet," Yun Shou muttered to himself, as if questioning 13: "But you in the simulator are definitely in the future. Can you go back to the past in the future?"
He already possesses the ability to foresee the future, but he cannot predict what the simulator will display in the future.
Because in terms of "priority," the simulator is still above the future capabilities he currently possesses.
Even if you could indeed return to the "simulated past" from the "simulated present," is there an upper limit to that past, and can that past reach the years before this simulation began?
He couldn't help but ask, more like he was asking himself.
[On the continent of Divine Ashes, in the year 2841 of the Shengfa Era, you reside in Purple Wind City.]
Purple Wind City, located at the very center of the Divine Ember Continent, at the border of two great empires, is a sacred place of magic.
Here lies the Purple Wind Academy, a place countless young people aspire to attend. Some of its outstanding graduates, even at the tender age of twenty-three or twenty-four, can become powerful fourth-level mages.
A level four mage (equivalent to a top-tier martial artist) is a super strong individual capable of single-handedly defeating an army of two to three hundred!
"So weak, it feels about the same as the Yunyang Realm."
"But the gap between their levels seems quite large; the eighth level is equivalent to the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm."
Within this academy lived a pair of famous brothers, two key figures in the cycle of reincarnation that occurred more than three years later.
[His older brother, Huo Yang, is a level 3 mage at only 17 years old. Calling him a super genius wouldn't be an exaggeration. He has a very high chance of advancing to level 4 before graduation and becoming a legendary figure in the school's history.]
This person has one flaw—they're ugly.
[It wouldn't be fair to say he's unbearably ugly, but if we rate his looks out of 60, he'd be around a 40. You can immediately tell he's ugly, but not to the point of being offensive or disgusting.]
There are plenty of people uglier than him, but his ugliness is the most famous because of a stark contrast: his younger brother, Huo Lan.
Huo Lan, a sickly-looking boy in a wheelchair, possesses a face that's at least a 97 or 98 in terms of looks, attracting the mad adoration of countless girls both inside and outside the school.
His only two flaws are his lack of magical talent and his congenital disability in both legs. To cure him, one would need to find at least a legendary seventh-level Bright Moon Mage (Innate Perfection - Celestial Being).
These two are a striking sight at Purple Wind Academy, and also a key element in your arrival in this world!
These two played a crucial role in the cycle that would occur more than three years later!
To put it another way, they were the starting point of that incident, the cause of everything!
[You naturally searched their memories in the future, but found nothing unusual. Furthermore, too much interference would only attract a swarm of evil gods.]
"Let's take it slow and gradually get to know them."
[Through the alteration of your memories by a True Immortal guard, you suddenly acquire a legitimate identity and arrive at Purple Wind Academy with a letter of recommendation from a duke.]
The dean slammed his fist on the table: "I'm not trying to be mean, but you little rascal, you're already sixteen and still haven't figured out magic. You insist on hanging around at our Purple Wind Academy. What kind of future do you think you'll have?"
In this era, level seven and eight beings live in seclusion. As a level six mage, he is the most powerful being in the open, and naturally has the right to treat a young man recommended by a duke with disrespect.
[A typical duke's private army numbers at most thirty to fifty thousand; with a few more moves, he could wipe out most of them!]
He rolled his eyes at you. As a commoner mage, he looked down on people like you—lazy, good-for-nothing playboys who just wanted to get a degree.
"Let me be clear, I'll get you to level 25 by now at the latest, and you won't even be a level 2 monster. Don't blame Zifeng then! No matter how much you feed a piglet, it'll never become a Behemoth. Think about that yourself!"
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