Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 918 "Ancient Saints" (12)

The old man stroked the ancient book in front of him, gazing at the words with rapt attention. His mind was completely absorbed in it, and he felt as if he had become one with the ancient sage, his breathing becoming rapid.

Lin Yuan waited quietly for the spiritual realm to iterate.

With his own time-manipulation abilities, the Spirit Realm processed ancient texts at an astonishing speed. A large number of ancient texts were constantly analyzed and reorganized, and each passage was taken out and categorized, thereby deducing the trajectory of the ancient sages.

For an ordinary cultivator, just processing textual content and clarifying the timeline would be a difficult task.

Not to mention recording all the content and then categorizing it, each step involves a lot of time and effort, which used to require hundreds of people to process repeatedly for more than ten days to complete.

However, with sufficient magical power and time, the Spirit Realm was adept at handling this matter.

It can even deduce the ancient sage's mood from the handwriting, and infer the sage's mood at that time through changes in word choice.

If given enough information, the Spirit Realm could even completely restore the personality of the ancient saint, allowing the ancient saint to be "resurrected" in this world in another form.

After a long time, the fifteen iterations finally came to an end, and the ancient saint's personality was analyzed and stored in the spiritual realm.

Lin Yuan brought up the interface to the Spirit Realm and entered the myriad phenomena into it. Then he saw a tiny figure, no bigger than a palm, walk out of the Spirit Realm and stand in front of Lin Yuan.

The little figure looked like an ordinary girl, wearing a simple Taoist robe and carrying a bamboo basket on her back. She seemed like someone you could see anywhere, with nothing mysterious about her.

Lan, who was standing nearby, also came over, pointed at the little figure with her finger, and then asked curiously, "What is this?"

“Ancient Saint,” Lin Yuan said, staring at the little figure. “To be precise, it’s an ancient saint whose experiences and personality were reconstructed through the Spirit Realm, and then I reconstructed it using the Myriad Manifestations Technique. Fifteen iterations can reconstruct a part of the ancient saint’s personality, but the accuracy is not very high. Repeated iterations can improve the accuracy, but the limit may only be 63%. The current 60% is enough.”

After explaining, Lin Yuan seemed to sense something and looked up to find Lan Zheng staring at him with a surprised expression.

Touching his chin, Lin Yuan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on your face?"

"No, it's just that I've discovered your Myriad Laws Sect is quite remarkable."

"That is required!"

Puffing out his chest proudly, Lin Yuan suddenly realized that he was actually an undercover agent.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that there isn't much difference between the demonic sects and the righteous sects anymore.

The righteous sects have old monsters like Dao Xuan and shameless scoundrels like Zhang Ting; the demonic sects also have honest children like Yao Guang and arrogant immortal masters like Kong Jue.

The newly formed Demonic Sect has already taken on a righteous hue, and thanks to the subtle influence of games, the Demonic Sect no longer needs to be physically present to harvest emotions; they can obtain the necessary resources by playing a few games involving killing people.

Because of the workings of nature, games have become more useful in this world. Whether you're driven by pragmatism or entertainment, you can find value in games.

The ancient gods and this world complemented each other, making Lin Yuan feel something breaking free from its cocoon within him, and he suddenly understood where his destiny lay.

Letting out a long breath, Lin Yuan felt moved and continued to ponder this opportunity. He then collected the insights he gained, preparing to create an absolutely amazing game once he had accumulated enough.

He will use this game to shock the world and show everyone that the limits of games are limitless!
Just as Lin Yuan was envisioning the future, the palm-sized "Ancient Sage" also awoke.

She stiffly moved her body, and when she looked up and saw the crowd, she was startled and couldn't help but shout, "What's going on? Did the Kuafus take over the Paradise? You there, run! Wait, who is that?"

Tilting his head, the "Ancient Sage" thought for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. He could only say helplessly, "Hey you, Kuafu over there, let's talk about something. Our Paradise Realm has nothing, at most a few spirits. After you've robbed us, could you leave us a blanket?"

With a gentle tap, the "Ancient Saint" in Lan's palm rolled to the side.

But instead of getting angry, she smiled obsequiously and said, "Good push! I'm back, push me again." After saying that, he really did roll back, and then looked at Lan with an expectant expression.

Lan silently looked at Lin Yuan, while Lin Yuan silently looked at the "Ancient Sage".

After a long pause, Lan asked in confusion, "Is something wrong?"

“That shouldn’t be the case,” Lin Yuan replied, puzzled. “Fifteen iterations? Logically, it shouldn’t be this outrageous.”

Just as Lin Yuan was about to check if there was a problem with the Spirit Realm, Huang Xi, who was reading with Elder Huang, looked up and said to Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan, what are you reading?"

Quickly hiding the "Ancient Sage" behind his back, Lin Yuan called out, "It's alright. I have a question, who exactly is the Ancient Sage?"

Before Huang Xi could reply, Elder Huang solemnly raised his head and said earnestly, "He is the founder of the Blissful Realm and an unprecedented genius. He has a long-term vision and profound foresight, and is the founder of the Blissful Realm. No matter how we try to imitate him, we have not been able to reach even one ten-thousandth of his level."

"Okay, I understand. You can continue reading."

"Oh."

Huang Xi lowered her head, feeling as if she had forgotten something, but quickly became engrossed in the ancient sage's handwritten book.

Lin Yuan looked at the "Ancient Saint" in his hand, who was still sticking out his buttocks at a particularly tricky angle, and felt that either there was a problem with the spiritual realm, or that the 40% error rate had shaped the "Ancient Saint's" personality in a problematic way.

After a long silence, Lan leaned closer and asked, "What should we do?"

"Let's keep iterating."

Didn't you say there's a limit to iterations?

“Indeed, but we won’t iterate here; we’ll iterate outside. Let the spiritual realm continue running, and then iterate and analyze it through the surrounding environment and other details. This will improve the accuracy more.”

"Doesn't this sound like we've resurrected some ancient demon, and now we're helping him regain his memories?"

"Your analogy is very good, but don't use it again next time. It makes us sound like world-destroying monsters."

"Is not it?"

"Even if it is true, don't say it out loud."

Lifting up the still-sticking-out "Ancient Saint," Lin Yuan placed it on his head, then said to Elder Huang, "Elder Huang, let's go out for a stroll. You two continue watching."

"Wait, not here..."

"Here are two additional poems. Do you have any questions?"

"...That's all. Be careful on the road, and remember to come back for dinner early."

"got it."

After obsequiously seeing Lin Yuan and the others off, Elder Huang turned his head and saw Huang Xi staring at him speechlessly.

With a sharp tap on Huang Xi's head, Elder Huang snapped, "What are you looking at? This is a sacrifice I'm making for Caifeng Hall. What do you know?"

Touching her aching head, Huang Xi realized that Old Master Huang was becoming increasingly unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)