Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

Upon hearing your words, Yang Jian turned and waved his hand, causing the formation to shift.

You will be escorted to the ancient city of Loulan with the highest level of security.

[Yang Jian, leading the army at the forefront.]

[He would occasionally glance back.]

The image of the Second Hokage's revered title, "Great Teacher," flashed through my mind.

Those who possess such honorific titles are surely benevolent, compassionate, and dedicated to helping and saving the people.

[Plus the sound of you speaking that I heard earlier.]

Even without seeing it with my own eyes, Dao Jingya's image still appears in my mind.

[It was completely impossible to connect this with the endless darkness and eerie danger I felt during the exploration.]

This complex feeling only fueled his growing curiosity.

At the same time, I also find your mysterious and unpredictable nature quite understandable.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to govern the Western Regions, which possess numerous top-tier individuals and a profound foundation.

[They were forced to the point of requesting peace talks.]

The person he respected most in the past was his teacher, Jiang Bofu.

At this moment, he places you on almost the same level.

[Because of the overall strategic maneuvering in the Western Regions war.]

It could be said that his teacher was in a passive position at every turn.

[If forced to lead troops into battle prematurely, we are now helplessly requesting peace talks.]

He had always thought his teacher was an otherworldly being.

[It's unbelievable that someone can now suppress a teacher.]

Whatever the unfortunate reasons behind his teacher's situation.

These years of battlefield experience have taught him a profound lesson.

A victory is a victory, and a defeat is a defeat.

There are no excuses or reasons.

After your glare made Pang Hai, the second-generation leader, behaved himself for a while.

Now they're starting to get restless again.

[I rode up to the window of your carriage.]

"Hahahaha..."

After a burst of wild laughter, he lowered his head with a strange contradiction, suppressing his voice.

[She muttered to herself, "Brother... Yang Jian keeps glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. I think he has ulterior motives. Should we...?"]

[As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a chopping gesture.]

The voice grew increasingly faint: "I used 'Unyielding' to hack him into an idiot."

You put down your teacup and looked up with an annoyance.

[The second generation's seemingly clandestine plot was actually the faintest of whispers.]

Even for someone of Yang Jian's cultivation level, it was clearly audible.

【really.】

Yang Jian turned around, his cold, sharp gaze piercing Pang Hai, the second-generation leader, without any fluctuation.

Then he respectfully bowed towards your bicycle frame.

"I was simply curious about Mr. Wen and may have offended you. Please forgive me."

"No problem."

Your elegant, classical voice rang out.

On the vast, yellow desert, Yang Jian led three thousand iron cavalry, trampling the sands and raising clouds of dust.

Like an angry dragon coiling horizontally.

Along the way, you'll see the places where you hid, fought, and enjoyed yourself during the last ten years of the simulation.

Looking back now, it's hard not to feel a little nostalgic.

[The consciousness of the first generation, Pang Hai, suddenly emerged and floated into the vehicle frame.]

[A smiling whisper: "Big brother... it's rare for us to happen to be in the Western Regions, how about we take the second generation to experience the local customs?"]

"After all... he's still just a greenhorn."

Then, he seemed to realize something.

[Surprised and questioning, "Brother...did Huizi end up at the very end last time, or...?"]

Before he could finish speaking, the first generation leader, Xu Hui, appeared silently.

[Possessing the ability to manipulate mystical elements, and also having the second-generation Xu Hui share the method of 'erasure' without reservation.]

He can now act like a ghost, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

The first generation leader, Pang Hai, felt a chill run down his spine, and the frivolous smile on his face froze instantly.

Then, without looking back, he retreated back into his consciousness space.

You shook your head with a wry smile.

Looking at Xu Hui's cold face, he chuckled and said, "Hai Zi's suggestion is good. How about I take you to experience it?"

The first generation leader, Xu Hui, looked at you with icy eyes.

[He said expressionlessly, "Big brother...you don't want your wife to know, do you?"]

The smile on your lips faltered.

[She regained her serene and reserved demeanor.]

[Thinking to myself, this guy is definitely not one to stay put.]

After a period of arduous travel.

Finally, the ancient city of Loulan came into view.

The city walls, eroded by wind and sand, bear the marks of time.

[The surrounding area is engraved with multiple layers of military formations, heavily guarded, and arrayed in protective formations.]

This serious and prepared attitude demonstrates their fear of you.

Yang Jian reined in his horse, turned around, and announced loudly, "Gentlemen! We have arrived at the ancient city of Loulan."

Having said this, he dispatched his personal guards to inform them ahead of time.

Three thousand iron cavalry slowed their pace and approached cautiously.

A grand and imposing procession could be seen waiting in the distance.

You can't help but wonder, who will the Western Region forces send to greet us?

Based on their understanding of your identity.

[Perhaps they will send Aunt Wen Fei instead.]

Surely Yin Qian couldn't personally come out to greet them, could he?

Upon receiving the news from his personal guards who had returned, Yang Jian's eyes widened in surprise as he turned to look at the carriage.

He hadn't expected that it would be his teacher who personally came out to greet him.

In terms of status and position, Jiang Bofu was second only to Yin Qian in the power structure of the Western Regions.

Even with his lofty demeanor, Yin Qian often treated him with respect.

The fact that he personally came out to greet you shows how much he values ​​your group.

[And their sincerity in negotiating peace.]

Yang Jian rode his horse to the carriage and spoke loudly.

"Mr. Wen, Grand Tutor Jiang welcomes you."

[Upon hearing this...]

A cold glint flashed in Wei Qi's eyes, and the second-generation leader, Pang Hai, raised an eyebrow.

The figure of the second-generation Xu Hui was faintly visible.

Xu Kun leisurely wagged his tail, looking at you sitting quietly and elegantly.

"Meow~ Big brother, it's Jiang Bofu, meow~"

A slight smile curved your lips as you looked up, as if piercing through a curtain to see the presence of the eighty-nine commanders.

You've been curious about this person for a long time.

In previous simulations, I had only heard of him, but never actually seen him.

Today I finally have the chance to see what kind of person he is.

Yang Jian commanded three thousand cavalrymen to form a battle formation.

A refined scholar strolled in, his face lean, his demeanor profound, and his eyes revealing a deep sense of foresight.

He held the document in his hand, his gaze passing over Wei Qi and landing on Pang Hai and Xu Hui, who were positioned on either side of the carriage platform.

[A complex look in his eyes.]

[And in the consciousness spaces of Pang Hai and Xu Hui.]

The first generation leaders, Pang Hai and Xu Hui, exchanged surprised and enlightened glances.

"Wei Yuan, welcome everyone to Loulan."

[A clear, melodious voice rang out.]

You sat quietly in the carriage, and upon hearing the identity of the person who had arrived, you couldn't help but chuckle softly.

It was both unexpected and yet somehow reasonable.

[He has vanished without a trace, disappearing from the path originally guiding Pang Hai and Xu Hui.]

[So it was in the Western Regions!]