Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

As the warm sun sets in the west, a flock of wild geese flies away into the distance, their cries echoing across the sky, which resembles the blush on a young girl's cheeks.

Inside a stone pavilion, Jiang Yueming sat cross-legged with his hands clasped around his abdomen. Wisps of blood energy emanated from his body and fell into four small bottles beside him.

He was practicing the Qi Dispersing and Blood Coagulation Technique, which was entirely detrimental to him!

But he had no choice but to practice this deadly poison technique.

This was because the head of the family personally ordered him to contribute his blood and vital energy, saying it was to extend the lifespan of a noble person.

At first, Jiang Yueming was very resistant. Why should his life be exchanged for someone else's?

Unfortunately, any resistance is futile in the face of absolute power.

The original owner of this body did not hold a position in the family as high as he had previously imagined.

His predecessor was merely an adopted son of the Jiang family, a dispensable adopted son whom even the illegitimate son would ride roughshod over.

In this situation of being dependent on others, if Jiang Yueming does not agree to the head of the family's demands, then the chaotic graveyard in the backyard will be his final destination.

Left with no other choice, he had to temporarily obey the head of the family's arrangements.

In a distant pavilion, a beautiful blonde woman, dressed in light and elegant clothes, looked down at Jiang Yueming with great interest.

"Jiang Xue, can your cousin's blood really cure that nobleman's illness?"

Inside the building, Jiang Xue was lounging on a wooden chair, picking up a piece of pastry and taking a small bite, saying, "Of course, otherwise, how could an adopted son like him stay in the Jiang family if he had no use?"

"Usefulness? Isn't he the infamous Jiang Wushen of the Imperial State?"

Wang Ling felt that Jiang Xue's words were a bit excessive, after all, the title of Martial God represented a symbol of glory.

Even in his most destitute state, the title of God of War still shines brightly.

Because that's a title that all the young people in the entire Empire want to compete for.

"Martial God? Heh, Wang Ling, you're too naive," Jiang Xue suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Let me tell you, this title of Martial God should actually belong to my cousin Jiang Wu."

"Do you know why it was ultimately placed on Jiang Yueming's head?"

Wang Ling paused slightly and shook her head; she truly didn't know anything about the Jiang family's internal affairs.

Jiang Xue suddenly straightened up, her slightly ample figure curving upwards, and cautiously surveyed her surroundings before whispering, "Then you should know that within the Imperial State, the three of us have been vying for control of the Imperial State, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ling nodded in agreement.

She knew that within the Holy Dragon Imperial State, three of the strongest forces were vying for control of the state: the Li family, the Zhang family, and the Jiang family.

But she didn't understand what this three-way struggle had to do with little Jiang Yueming.

It's obvious that the Jiang family looks down on Jiang Yueming. Why would they let him get involved in such a big matter?

"Hehe, let me tell you," Jiang Xue said with a smile, seeing Wang Ling's confused expression.

"The reason for giving the title of Martial God to Jiang Yueming was to create momentum, because the patriarch planned to have him marry into the Zhang family."

Marrying into the Zhang family?!

In an instant, Wang Ling's expression changed slightly, and she immediately understood the reason.

In recent years, the Li family has grown increasingly powerful, which has seriously threatened the Jiang family. If they form an alliance with the Zhang family to jointly fight against the Li family...

It is undoubtedly the best choice.

The Jiang family sacrificed a lowly adopted son in exchange for a powerful ally, which was truly a huge win.

The head of the Zhang family had been seeking help from the Jiang family in order to save his only daughter.

Now that they have Jiang Yueming under their control, the Zhang family no longer needs to lower themselves to beg the Jiang family for favors.

Clearly, both parties benefited from this arrangement.

Jiang Yueming was the only one who became a victim of the two transactions.

Thinking of this, Wang Ling couldn't help but glance at the unfortunate boy in the stone pavilion and sighed softly.

If he was treated so lowly and contemptibly in the Jiang family, one can only imagine what would happen when he married into the Zhang family.

"Wang Ling, stop looking at him. You think he's pitiful? The ones who are truly pitiful are us cousins!"

Jiang Xue noticed Wang Ling staring blankly at the stone pavilion and said indignantly.

"Do you know what? Because of this marriage, I've been getting pointed at and gossiped about every time I go out these past few days. People are saying things like, 'How can your useless martial god be worthy of the Zhang family's nobleman?'"

"If a family has such a useless martial god, then the people around him are probably no better!"

"It makes me furious just thinking about it. Even if Zhang Jiagui is a martial arts prodigy, Jiang Yueming is just too useless!"

As Jiang Xue spoke, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. She slammed her fist into the stone table in front of her, and with a loud bang, several cracks appeared on the stone table.

She gritted her teeth, still seething with anger, and glared fiercely at Jiang Yueming below.

He was given the title of Martial God, but he can't do anything. He's truly hopeless!

At this moment, she secretly wished that Jiang Yueming would get out of the Jiang family immediately, so that people wouldn't gossip about him behind his back!

"Okay, okay, don't be angry."

Wang Ling noticed Jiang Xue's intense emotional fluctuations and quickly comforted her.

……

Inside the stone pavilion, Jiang Yueming was unaware of the hostile gazes directed at her.

He was only thinking about completing the patriarch's instructions as soon as possible, since practicing the Qi Dispersing and Blood Condensation Technique was extremely harmful to the body.

If you can find an opportunity to slack off and get by, then do so.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Yueming suddenly opened his eyes a quarter of an hour later, not because he had completed his mission.

Instead, he found a way to slack off.

He picked up a bottle filled with blood, looked at the bottom of the bottle, and smiled.

If the blood were to solidify at the bottom, it would take up a huge amount of space, thus reducing the amount of blood and energy it contributes.

No matter what, the volume of a solid is always larger than that of a liquid, so it's easy to fill the bottle.

Of course, the blood on the outermost layer is still in a liquid state.

Even if you're going to fake it, it can't be too fake.

"Oh dear, Jiang Xuan would never have thought of this. Luckily, I'm a pretty good student, barely managing to get the top spot in the chemistry rankings."

Jiang Yueming felt a little smug and began to take control.

After a long while, the sun completely set, and night quietly descended. A gentle night breeze blew, and slivers of moonlight scattered across the stone pavilion.

He finally completed the task assigned by the head of the family, and the four bottles of blood, which had been made with substandard ingredients, lay quietly to the side.

"Phew~"

Jiang Yueming wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, plopped down on the floor, and felt a chill run through his body.

He looked up at the moon with a sorrowful expression, a bitter smile playing on his lips: "Given my current situation, if I don't want to marry into the family, the only solution is to use some kind of cheat code."

However, he doesn't have enough simulation points right now, so he can only wait for the Jiang family's large-scale hunting event to begin soon.

Once the hunt begins, he will have a constant stream of simulation points, allowing him to cheat indefinitely.

call out!

Just as Jiang Yueming was lost in thought, a black robe was suddenly thrown at his face, followed by an impatient female voice in his ear.

"Jiang Yueming! A very important person is coming tomorrow. Hurry up and take a bath and change your clothes. Don't embarrass the family."

Jiang Yueming removed the black robe with her hand and turned to look at the green-clad maid standing to the side.

The maid pinched her nose and deliberately kept some distance from him.

She clearly didn't want to get any closer to him.

"What are you looking at? Go take a shower! Don't waste my time!"

Seeing that Jiang Yueming hadn't made a move yet, the maid glared at him and urged him on.

What bad luck to be made to serve this adopted son. In this family, everyone knows that Jiang Yueming is a real jinx, and everyone dislikes him.

Did we not pay the head housekeeper enough? Why aren't we being given a break?

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Although Jiang Yueming was annoyed by the maid's disdain, she still did as she was told, considering that she was living under someone else's roof.

"Hey, sister, just wondering, who's coming tomorrow? Could it be...?"

"Sister? Jiang Yueming, don't call me that or make wild guesses! Just wait patiently to marry into my family."