Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[You have been teleported by a spatial teleportation talisman to the outskirts of Loulan City, surrounded by vast desert and swirling yellow sand.]

[Click!]

The talisman in my hand cracked and crumbled into powder; it was a disposable item.

[Yet it will still amaze you.]

[This is spatial teleportation, a technique akin to that of an immortal, and it can even be inscribed into talismans for use.]

You are beginning to develop a strong interest in the art of magic and talismans.

[Recalling the last simulation, Cao Jin gave you an ancient book about the art of Qimen Dunjia, the contents of which are memorized, and you can even perform calculations by relying on your "extensive knowledge and strong memory."]

However, no one teaches the most fundamental principles, making it impossible to comprehend them.

You temporarily set aside your distracting thoughts, and with your "prophetic" abilities, you discover that the future is shrouded in endless, bloody crisis.

You choose the direction with the lighter color and proceed accordingly.

[What exactly is Aunt Wen Fei's identity? What secrets does she hold in Loulan, which she has managed for so many years?]

You begin to speculate about Wen Fei's identity and stance, and even start to doubt your own background.

[Because Wen Fei's appearance has a strong exotic charm.]

[The differences between him and you, and between him and our father, are obvious.]

[The father I remember was a gentle, refined, and fair-skinned scholar; he and Wen Fei didn't look like siblings at all.]

After the death of his mother, whom he had never met, he did not remarry for many years.

Wen Fei had deep feelings for him, and was willing to stop the sword cultivators from the Yongzhou Sword Palace, even using a precious spatial teleportation talisman to send him away.

Judging from her behavior and words, saving herself requires overcoming immense pressure.

Where is this pressure coming from?

Who wants to kill me?

This trip to Loulan not only failed to dispel your doubts, but it also cast an even deeper cloud of suspicion over you.

There must be something lurking behind that massacre of the entire family.

There's no time to analyze and dissect it right now, because in the future predicted by the "prophet," the color red is constantly spreading and infiltrating.

Like a pool of blood, it will soak you inch by inch.

Suddenly, you look up and see streaks of light streaking across the sky, flying towards the Jade Gate Pass.

A bad feeling crept into my mind.

If those streaks of light are notifications to search for you across various regions, it means that if you wish to reach Yumen Pass, you will likely face layers of scrutiny and inspection.

[You rely on "precognition" to make choices, the "intelligence master" uses disguise, infiltration, and the "succubus body" to gather informants and use them as a decoy to confuse pursuers.]

[Eleventh year, twenty-seven years old.]

[Since being teleported out of the ancient city of Loulan, you have been wandering and maneuvering with your pursuers in the desert for a year.]

During this time, you disguised yourself as a merchant, disguised yourself as a foreign tribe from the Western Regions, and infiltrated various countries.

No matter how perfect your disguise is, or how many subordinates you gather to mislead and deceive, you'll always be hunted down within a month at most.

Fortunately, thanks to my "precognition," I managed to escape and hide beforehand.

You suspect that some of the pursuers might possess methods like divination or fortune-telling.

After all, they have spatial teleportation talismans, so it's not surprising that they have methods to calculate his location.

Thus, relying on your "precognition," you engage in a game of deduction and counter-deduction with the unknown pursuer.

[During your time in hiding, you never slackened in your training.]

[Reaching the pinnacle of power, breaking through the tenth meridian.]

You once again joined a caravan to infiltrate a small kingdom in the Western Regions to purchase supplies and rest.

[From information gathered from the surrounding area, we know that Yin Qian, the son of the late emperor, has joined forces with various kingdoms in the Western Regions to visit and vie for the Mandate of Heaven.]

[And in a short time, they breached Yumen Pass and marched towards Yongzhou.]

You didn't rest in the small country for long. The "Prophet" began to glow red, so you disguised yourself and left the city, disappearing into the vast desert.

[Year twelfth, age twenty-eight.]

The pursuer, who could predict his own movements, seemed to realize you had the ability to counter his predictions.

Instead of blindly following the divination, they calculate your location, contact neighboring countries, and mobilize forces to encircle you.

[You have faced perilous situations numerous times, encountering countless second and third realm martial artists during that time.]

[With the "Master of Intelligence" buff to "Firefly Dance," and the "Sword Qi Across the Land" ability to unleash a direct sword thrust, "Predict the Enemy" provides foresight and allows one to spot weaknesses.]

[They were all cut down by your sword energy, which could shatter gold and jade.]

[He even survived an attack by a fourth-realm innate expert, relying on his "Disordered Force Field" to gain the opportunity to draw his sword and thrust it straight at the enemy, severing their head.]

Having once again overcome numerous obstacles to escape the encirclement, you have infiltrated the city to recuperate.

[Intelligence gathering revealed that the Western Regions rebels had completely occupied Yongzhou and were advancing rapidly towards Qingzhou.]

[The Great Cang Court appointed Han Jing to lead 300,000 elite troops westward to quell the rebellion.]

Han Jing won ten battles in a row, recapturing most of Qingzhou, extinguishing the flames of the Western Regions rebels, and halting the momentum of the rebellion.

[You see the intelligence you've gathered and are impressed by Han Jing's formidable military capabilities.]

[It should be noted that Yin Qian allied with a hundred kingdoms in the Western Regions, claiming to lead an army of 1.8 million on an eastern expedition.]

Even if the figures are exaggerated and there was significant logistical support, the disparity in troop strength between the two sides remains substantial.

[Thirteenth year, twenty-nine years old.]

It's been three years. Who knows how you've spent these past three years?

[You've traversed more than half of the hundred kingdoms of the Western Regions, disguising yourself and infiltrating their territory, even being mistaken for an adulterer. If word gets out, do you still care about your reputation?]

Even under such difficult circumstances, you continued your spiritual practice.

[Reaching the pinnacle of power, breaking through the twelfth meridian.]

[With all twelve meridians opened, the microcosmic orbit begins to circulate automatically, significantly increasing the rate of spiritual energy growth.]

[You've learned that a general named Jiang Bofu has resigned his post and is leading an expedition against the rebels in the Western Regions.]

[They were surprisingly evenly matched with Han Jing, their strategies and tactics going back and forth with unpredictable twists and turns. The two sides were locked in a stalemate along the border between Yongzhou and Qingzhou.]

[The fourteenth year, age thirty.]

[Thirty years old, in the Western Desert, having just escaped a pursuer.]

Light a piece of firewood as a candle, blow it out, and make a wish.

[The sixteenth year, age thirty-two.]

Three years have passed, and your wish remains unfulfilled; you are still mired in the quagmire of the Western Regions' encirclement and suppression.

Unable to break through the Yumen Pass defenses, they remained trapped in the desert.

You begin to wonder what the mindset is behind the person who keeps pursuing you so persistently.

[Also, since you're so determined to kill me, why not just send a celestial being to strike directly at the location of the divination?]

Isn't it neat and tidy?

[As a result, not only did no Celestial Beings appear in the pursuit, but even no martial artist at the Fifth Realm of Destiny Wheel appeared.]

You have a suspicion in your heart; perhaps this is a glimmer of hope that your aunt has sought for you.

This riddle about the massacre of an entire family is far too difficult; you can't solve it.

[Year nineteen, age thirty-five.]

Three years after three years, almost ten years have passed.

Your dormant hope has been rekindled.

[The ten-year period is approaching; at that time, one can settle their life's score and draw out their innate talent attributes.]

These past ten years have been so tough for you, so incredibly tough. Thankfully, the grapes from the Western Regions are quite sweet, which has diluted the bitterness of life.

I wonder what kind of stats will emerge from being hunted down for almost ten years.

Hastily? Scrambling and stumbling?

You once left a message for your pursuer, kindly advising them to stop chasing you, to let you go, and to let each other go.

[Then, over the next month, they were caught in ten joint strangulation operations by various countries.]

If you give up, then this person isn't human.