Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

The mountain forest was quiet and still, without the slightest sound of insects or birds.

The invisible, palpable aura of impending war terrified all the creatures in the forest, causing them to flee in terror.

The dappled sunlight filtering through the trees fell in disarray on the little girl.

Her azure dress fluttered in the wind; her right hand rested on the magic sword at her waist, while her left hand conjured divination symbols, creating illusions.

Her clear eyes widened, revealing disbelief and astonishment.

[Ominous... Extremely ominous... A terrible omens...]

[She had never seen such an ominous divination before, leaving her staring blankly into space.]

"Master...she doesn't know how to solve this problem..."

She looks about eleven or twelve years old, but is actually naturally taller than her peers.

She's only eight years old.

[Able to travel thousands of miles alone, carrying out the master's entrustment to complete the mission in an unfamiliar place.]

[This already demonstrates an exceptional character and temperament.]

At this moment, faced with the divination methods she trusted and relied on, the ominous and ominous divination results left her utterly helpless.

[I stood frozen in place, as if I were rooted to the spot.]

Forward... ominous... Backward... extremely ominous... Left... a dead end... Right... a death trap...

She stuck her toes out, then pulled them back.

The bells hanging from her ankles jingled crisply, their notes mingling with the sound of the wind in the mountain forest.

Suddenly, the little girl, who had been in trouble for some time, noticed something was wrong.

[His slightly vacant and unfocused eyes gazed up at the sky.]

[Unbeknownst to us, billowing black mist began to roll in, exuding an eerie and unpredictable aura.]

Then, a figure descended from the sky, laughing maniacally.

[His black robe blended seamlessly with the surrounding black mist, leaving only his fair and elegant face standing out starkly.]

The little girl stared blankly at the descending figure, her divination tools ceasing their calculations.

[Watching that figure, a cackling laugh echoed through the tranquil forest, a hand emerged from its wide sleeve and touched its brow.]

【"Infinite Sword Realm..."】

[Like the whispering sound of a guqin.]

Then, all things in heaven and earth lost their color, and only endless darkness enveloped the world.

The figure landed gracefully, its toes lightly touching the ground, creating ripples that spread through the darkness.

[Buzz...]

In an instant, sword energy, sword aura, sword momentum, sword intent, sword rhythm...

The essence of all swords evolves and perishes in this world.

[This creates a chilling and terrifying scene.]

[You stole Xu Kun's signature laugh, unleashing the Infinite Sword Realm Wheel, which covers this mountain forest.]

[Imprison the master of the sword and the wielder of the sword within the sword realm.]

【Um? 】

Your smug, villainous smile suddenly froze for a moment.

I've imagined many different identities, appearances, and mannerisms of the person wielding the weapon to kill their master.

[I never imagined it would be a little girl who looked about ten years old.]

However, there are many ways to maintain a youthful appearance.

[Judging from the signs of life, this person is indeed young, but it's possible they've used some kind of secret method to deceive him.]

【"How old are you?"】

The little girl stared blankly at you, then instinctively answered your question.

"Eight years old."

Your gaze is lowered.

This world really is a giant makeshift operation.

[Yin Qian, the one truly in charge of vying for destiny, is actually an eight-year-old girl.]

[A broken mirror in the eyes, an "intelligence master," coupled with years of experience manipulating human nature.]

You can generally tell that what the other person is saying is true.

[Adding to this, Xu Kun, who was perched on his shoulder, used his inner demon analysis to conclude that the other party was not lying.]

[If this little girl can deceive the extraterrestrial demons and the red-haired monster...]

So you accept it.

[His shattered eyes gleamed with a mysterious light, scrutinizing his opponent.]

The unique aura emanating from the opponent is likely a trace of divination or similar techniques.

[This cultivation system does not belong to the path of martial arts. Judging from the strength of the aura, the realm is equivalent to the fourth realm of martial arts, the Innate Realm.]

At eight years old, Si Jing would be considered a prodigy, groomed as a future heir by any faction.

The Western Regions were willing to send her here.

[Besides placing great importance on the planning of the tomb of the military genius, they must also have had considerable confidence.]

[After all, according to the plan.]

The little girl arrived with her master, opened the tomb of the God of War from dozens of kilometers away, and then immediately returned to the Western Regions.

[Let alone stopping and surrounding her, even detecting her arrival would be virtually impossible.]

Unfortunately, the killer spirit carried by the opponent is beyond the reach of your pierced eyes.

[It's like an incredibly accurate locator.]

A seemingly foolproof plan can actually lead you deeper into your own prison.

Your piercing gaze slid inch by inch from her face, finally settling on the magic sword hanging at her waist.

[Its exterior is that of an ancient, black-sheathed magic sword.]

[Engraved with intricate and mysterious runes.]

[Through the broken mirror's gaze, you can discern that these runes are all secret runes used for concealment, confinement, and sealing.]

[Used to restrain those who kill their masters.]

Xu Kun crouched on your shoulder, his eyes glowing green like light bulbs.

Following your gaze, I spotted the magic sword at the little girl's waist.

Even though it was bound and sealed by numerous shackles, as the spirit that killed its master, it could already faintly resonate and echo at this distance.

"Meow meow meow... My precious baby!"

Xu Kun is cunning and possesses a deep-seated caution.

Even in such a state of surprise and joy, he didn't utter the words "kill your master."

[Because judging from the girl's expression, she seemed completely unaware of the true origin of the magic sword at her waist.]

【call!】

Xu Kun leaped off your shoulder, his movements ghostly, and in a few swift movements, he was in front of the little girl.

[A cat's paw reached out, aiming for the magic sword at the girl's waist.]

【"ah!"】

The little girl cried out in surprise and tried to dodge.

[But then he suddenly realized his perception was distorted; he clearly wanted to protect the magic sword, but his mind was twisted, and he let go.]

"Give it to me!"

Xu Kun easily snatched the magic sword and hugged it tightly to his chest.

[His face was rubbing against the sword, his expression one of fascination and enjoyment.]

"Meow meow meow... Do you know how long I've missed you?"

[In the last simulation, after reclaiming his master, Xu Kun hadn't even had a chance to properly savor the feeling of being reunited after so long.]

[I followed you into the capital, only to be thrown into the Taiyuan Palace in the end.]

This time, he absolutely refused to let go.

Holding a magic sword several times longer than a cat's body, Xu Kun flashed back to your shoulder.

With practiced ease and fluidity, you retrieved the magic sword from his robes and hung it at your waist.

【"Meow~ Meow? Meow!"】

Xu Kun paused, staring at his empty arms, and let out three meows to express the turmoil in his heart.

"Big Brother!"

"Hang it here with me first. I don't feel at ease with you holding a sword and waving it around on my shoulder."

"That's a deal. Give it to me when you get back."

"Definitely, definitely..."

The little girl, regaining her senses from the confusion, saw that the magic sword had been taken and the man and cat were dividing the loot.

Unfamiliar surroundings, ominous omens, an endless world of darkness, the magic sword stolen...

[It brought tears to her eyes, which welled up in them.]

[I was so scared I cried.]