In a simulated life scenario, how do you defy fate and change your destiny every time?

Chapter 17 One Lifetime: Refining All Techniques into One!
Lu Yuan knew very little about "The Ark".

Let's put this matter aside for now.

I just left the secret room.

Then they saw a girl in a pink dress waiting at the door for a long time.

The girl was eighteen years old, with an unparalleled beauty; her features were as if they had been meticulously sculpted, without a single flaw.

Her soft, smooth black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Especially her pair of fair, long legs, which are slender and straight, making it hard to look away.

She simply stood there, like a peach blossom proudly blooming in the dead of winter, radiating vibrant youthful energy.

When she saw Lu Yuan, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Your injuries have healed?"

"It's nothing, thank you for your help during this time, Master."

Lu Yuan smiled.

The woman's name was Tao Yaoyao. She was three years older than Lu Yuan and was the youngest female leader in the history of the Emei Sect.

Although her succession as sect leader was questioned by many as having been rigged.

But after learning about her background, all the martial artists fell silent.

Tao Yaoyao grasped the essence of Tai Chi at the age of seven and successfully entered the realm of a grandmaster at the age of eighteen.

My grandfather was a grandmaster of Wudang, and my maternal grandmother was a nun named Jingxin from Emei.

Her father is the general manager of the martial arts association, and her mother is the current empress's best friend for many years.

Is it too much for her to be the sect leader?
And ever since Lu Yuan started practicing martial arts at the age of three.

Tao Yaoyao became Lu Yuan's little fangirl.

When she learned that Lu Yuan was recuperating at Wudang.

He immediately dropped everything and ran back to Wudang from Emei.

In the following six months.

Lu Yuan didn't go anywhere else; he simply settled down at Wudang.

He is now a grandmaster of martial arts, nearing the pinnacle of martial arts, and improving his cultivation level is not something that can be done in a day or two.

As for the Wuji Dojo, it's already on track.

With Lu's father taking care of things, he doesn't need to worry.

So this was the most pleasant time of his life since his reincarnation.

During the day, he would peruse martial arts classics and occasionally spar with Tao Yaoyao.

Life was incredibly happy.

Moreover, the effect of "Heaven rewards diligence" is too overpowered.

Even if Lu Yuan doesn't cultivate, his breathing can continuously become stronger!
Six months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The year 2139 of the Daqian calendar.

Lu Yuan is sixteen years old.

this day.

The sun rises in the east, and the sky is filled with rosy clouds.

Lu Yuan had a premonition that he was about to break through.

"When breaking through to the pinnacle of martial arts, one must communicate with the heavens and the divine mind, and absolutely must not be disturbed."

The encounter between the Sweeping Monk and Wu Hongsheng is still vivid in my mind.

It's likely that the Red Lotus Cult members wouldn't let go of this perfect opportunity to eliminate them.

Think about this.

Lu Yuan decided to hire someone to protect him.

a few days later.

The Bajiquan Martial Arts Academy, the Wudang Grandmaster, the Longhushan Celestial Master, and others all received invitations from Lu Yuan.

Nine grandmasters and two great grandmasters gathered at Mount Emei!
"This number isn't enough," Wu Hongsheng said, shaking his head.

Given the Red Lotus Cult's utter madness, who knows what they might do?

Moreover, the Dragon Group represents the will of the imperial court, which is something no individual can resist!
"Amitabha, I am late."

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant came from the foot of the mountain.

All the grandmasters suddenly stood up, their faces filled with disbelief.

Because of those who come.

It was none other than the Sweeping Monk!
Behind him were the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, as well as many other masters!
"Old abbot, what brings you here?"

Wu Hongsheng asked respectfully.

Back then, he was full of vigor and entered Shaolin Temple three times, but each time he stopped at the Sutra Repository.

No one knew better than him just how terrifying the Sweeper Monk's strength truly was.

This is a being who has attained the Dao through physical cultivation, is halfway to the ultimate realm, and can withstand missiles with their flesh and blood!

If his breakthrough hadn't been forcibly interrupted, the Sweeper Monk would probably have already taken the final step!
"We are all fellow practitioners in the martial arts world, and we should lend you a helping hand, young friend!"

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said calmly.

Other masters shared the same sentiment.

Although there are many conflicts and frictions between the various ancient martial arts sects.

However, those who can cultivate to the level of a grandmaster are by no means short-sighted.

The martial arts world today is like a lake that is constantly drying up; it won't be long before it disappears completely.

Lu Yuan, who has risen to prominence, is their last hope!

Moreover, they have a long-standing blood feud with the Red Lotus Sect.

This debt should be settled.

"I will always remember the kindness of my seniors," Lu Yuan said solemnly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Benefactor Lu, please feel free to break through. Leave the rest of the miscellaneous matters to this old monk."

The sweeping monk spoke calmly, yet his words revealed a powerful confidence.

Today on Mount Emei.

It gathered ten grandmasters, three great grandmasters, and one half-step martial arts master.

And hundreds of internal strength martial artists.

without any exaggeration.

One-third of the high-end combat power in the entire martial arts world is gathered here.

This is not only a personal matter for Lu Yuan, but also a battle concerning the life and death of the martial arts world.

Even if it costs us everything, we must never lose!
Lu Yuan nodded.

He then turned and went to a secret room.

This secret chamber is located hundreds of meters underground and was built entirely according to nuclear defense standards.

Even if bombed by nuclear weapons, it will remain unharmed.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged and began his seclusion.

"Boom!"

His internal energy was too vast and boundless.

As soon as he circulated his internal energy, a muffled rumbling sound rang out.

The entire secret room was as if a storm of energy had swept through it, leaving the room in a complete mess.

"call!"

The sparse spiritual energy scattered in the air, now drawn together by some force, converged like rivers flowing into the sea.

Ultimately, it condensed into a visible tide of spiritual energy, which poured into Lu Yuan's body!

"boom!"

Driven by this energy.

Lu Yuan's momentum was rising steadily, and he could take the final step at any moment!
But he wasn't in a hurry.

Instead, he focused his mind and pushed the advanced martial arts techniques to their limits.

Bajiquan!
Xingyiquan!
Tai Chi!
Wudang Pure Yang Limitless Skill!
Longhu Mountain Golden Light Mantra!

The Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts!

He perfected every martial art to an extraordinary degree.

But Lu Yuan was not satisfied with this.

He aims to combine the strengths of a hundred martial arts schools and refine all techniques into one!
"Heaven rewards diligence, open!"

"A flash of inspiration! Open!"

With the help of talent.

Lu Yuan's speed in integrating martial arts techniques is getting faster and faster.

Moreover, his internal strength will increase with each martial art he integrates!
……

While Lu Yuan was immersed in cultivation.

The outside world reeked of blood, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

The once tranquil and serene Mount Emei is now stained red with blood!

Hundreds of genetically engineered warriors, dressed in red robes with red lotus patterns painted on their chests, surged towards the summit of Mount Emei like a tidal wave.

These martial artists have all been genetically modified and enhanced using genetic technology.

They feel no pain and are fearless in the face of death.

They wore powered armor and carried laser weapons.

Fully armed, they are like a cold and ruthless killing machine.

When they come in large groups, they can even pose a threat to grandmasters!

The battle lasted for a moment.

Most of the internal energy martial artists suffered heavy casualties, and even several grandmasters were injured.

"No, those lunatics from the Red Lotus Cult are like a swarm of fearless ants; you can't possibly kill them all!"

A martial artist with internal strength roared, but was immediately shot in the head and had his head smashed.

Seeing this, the other martial artists felt a sense of shared sorrow, like the rabbit mourning the fox's death.

Although they were unwilling to believe it, they had to admit it.

The glory days of martial arts are long gone.

Because in this modern world dominated by technology.

The power of technology is truly immense.

When the enemy is wearing power armor and wielding a laser rifle.

These martial artists were like primitive people, still relying on fists and feet to fight.

What’s the difference between this and committing suicide?
At a time when morale was low.

Tao Yaoyao remained silent and boldly joined the battle.

She held a long sword and charged at the forefront.

Push the Tai Chi sword intent and Emei Nine Yang Skill to their limits.

Wherever she went, she left behind only broken limbs, like a female war goddess.

But the situation had just begun to improve.

A group of people appeared.

This plunged the hopes that had just begun to rise in the hearts of all martial artists into utter despair.

(End of this chapter)