Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

Suzhou, in the splendid height of summer, the bright sun shines, casting dappled shadows through the green leaves and branches.

The Nulan River shimmers like shattered jade.

A magnificent carriage of dignified specifications arrived along the official road.

Canglan City is built against Cangshan Mountain, resembling the sharp edge of a sword.

The bluestone wall is etched with sword marks, the sword intent intertwined, revealing a sharp edge.

After a period of reflection and contemplation, I've recently developed a love for reading.

[Upon learning of their arrival in Canglan City, they consulted relevant historical records.]

[At this moment, she's kneeling beside you, introducing herself.]

"Canglan City is built against Cangshan Mountain. Cangshan Mountain was originally named Cangshan, but was renamed Cangshan to avoid a taboo."

"It is engraved with the names of swordsmen from past dynasties..."

[Clang!]

Before Yu Ci could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the fierce sword intent emanating from outside the carriage.

You sensed that familiar, unstoppable, fierce, and reckless aura.

[We know Chen Zhe is sensitive.]

Chen Zhe quickly realized what was happening.

He forced an explanation: "As a swordsman, one must draw their sword and leave a mark on Canglan City to make this life worthwhile."

This sales pitch seems familiar.

[He chuckled lightly and teased, "Then why doesn't Swordsman Chen draw his sword later and let the world witness the most ruthless swordsmanship?"]

Chen Zhe turned his head with a broad and clear gaze.

Even through the curtain, you could feel his burning gaze.

That's passion, that's bond, that's a deep friendship like that of kindred spirits!

Your expression froze slightly.

I don't understand why he's suddenly so passionate.

Then I sensed a sharp, untamed energy surging through the sky, a fierce and untamed power.

The area was bustling with pedestrians and vehicles.

[Feeling the sudden emergence of sword intent, I wasn't alarmed; instead, I took it as a familiar sight, like watching a spectacle.]

[A sword cultivator who has come to Canglan City.]

Few could resist their pride and refrain from striking Canglan City with their swords.

You gaze at the wall scarred with sword marks, and can't help but sigh.

Ultimately, the city walls withstood the brunt of the danger, preventing a perilous battle between the sword cultivators.

[Chen Zhe stood under the questioning gazes of Wei Qi and Yu Ci.]

He rose, sword in hand, and strode confidently toward Canglan City.

[With each step, he builds up his momentum, until his sword intent is condensed to its peak.]

【"Meow?"】

The black cat raised its head blankly, its eerie green eyes fixed on the usually taciturn coachman.

"Big brother, what's wrong with him? Meow~"

You shook your head, leaned lazily against the car window, and watched Chen Zhe's retreating figure.

"I don't know either. Yu Ci mentioned the word 'swordsman,' and he was filled with passion and determination as he drew his sword and charged forward."

【"Meow? Meow? Meow?"】

The black cat tilted its head, seemingly unable to understand.

[Chen Zhe is usually as silent as a rock, so why did he suddenly become so passionate?]

[Under the watchful eyes of three people and a cat, and surrounded by onlookers.]

Chen Zhe felt like he had become the center of attention.

[When he was a hundred meters from the Canglan City Wall, he stopped, his hand on his sword.]

【roar!】

[The sword's roar, like the howl of an enraged beast, is unstoppable, unstoppable, revealing a fierce and treacherous sword intent.]

[Draw your sword and thrust straight in – reckless!]

The fierce sword intent manifested the form of a ferocious beast.

[Zhang, with its bloody maw, tore at the city wall.]

【Boom! 】

The majestic city walls and the precipitous mountains were all affected and trembled.

The talismans of the city's defensive formation shone brightly.

[Resist the destruction brought by the fierce sword intent, and then allow the sword intent to be engraved.]

The terrifying residual force swept across the area, but was defended by the surrounding array formations and spells.

Although you have been to Canglan City before, this is the first time you have witnessed someone engraving sword marks.

No wonder the ordinary people around were all willing to watch the spectacle.

The defenses turned out to be quite solid.

Chen Zhe remained standing ramrod straight, his hand still on his sword.

[As if it had never been drawn.]

His gaze was fixed intently on the city wall, wanting to see how long and deep the mark he had left was.

He didn't want to disappoint his loved ones.

The defensive formation's brilliance faded, and everyone gazed towards the city walls.

A long, narrow sword mark was visible on it.

The onlookers gasped in surprise.

This is probably the person who has left the deepest sword scars in recent years.

But Chen Zhe felt that the gasps around him were like harsh mockery.

[Because although the sword marks he left behind were decent, they were still insignificant compared to the grandeur of the city walls and the ancient sword marks themselves.]

[It is indeed too small and exquisite.]

He is not without self-awareness.

But I really don't want to disappoint you who keep calling him a swordsman.

That's the promise of your passionate bond!

Chen Zhe lowered his head, pressed his hand to his sword, and returned to the carriage with a heavy heart.

Wei Qi knew his personal guard commander well and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how.

[I am also not good at this.]

The books she's been reading recently haven't touched on these topics.

Forget about black cats; you'd be lucky if they didn't meow taunts and break your spirit.

In the end, only you spoke up to comfort me.

[These are the words I used to comfort myself when I felt powerless standing before the jade tablets of sages.]

"It's okay, you've already done a great job."

Chen Zhe suddenly looked up.

He knows that your words came from concern and were very ordinary words of comfort.

[Yet, it can incite nameless anger.]

[A sense of resentment, frustration, and an impulse to prove oneself.]

Suddenly, Chen Zhe understood.

He feels you're using this to motivate him!

[As expected of someone who admires him, they truly understand him!]

"I will try my best, and next time it will definitely be longer, bigger, and deeper!"

"Yeah... Good luck."

You forced a smile and answered.

[After the scene at the city gate, the carriage enters Canglan City.]

[A celestial being personally arrived, escorting the carriage.]

This drew considerable attention from the Canglan Sword Sect.

The sect leader of the Canglan Sword Sect, with his sword intent surging like a raging torrent, engaged in a spiritual dialogue with Wei Qi.

[After understanding that you have come to find someone from the past.]

[Slightly relieved.]

He's been having a rough time lately, especially with his most valued disciple, whom he's poured his heart and soul into and considers his successor.

[Born with the talent of a swordsman, yet recently he has begun to rebel.]

[They keep saying they want to abandon swordsmanship for literature, claiming that swordsmanship can't save the Great Cang.]

If anyone causes trouble again...

Even a celestial being couldn't control his explosive temper.

[After the Canglan Sword Sect Master left.]

You raise your eyes and gaze upon the vast mountains.

[Based on the trajectory learned from the last simulation.]

[Ten years after you were trapped, you left the Western Regions, arrived in Canglan City, and befriended them.]

There are still a few years left.

[But Lü Zhen had clearly been pondering this question for a long time.]

[At that time, his conflict with his master had reached its peak.]

[He was about to be hacked down by a sword.]

Now, shouldn't you start to feel confused, think, and explore?

At the foot of the mountain, in a tranquil place, stands a pavilion of the Canglan Sword Sect.

The young man sat by the window on the second floor.

[Gazing at the sky, a look of confusion crossed his eyes.]

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, like scattered starlight, concealing a terrifying sword intent.

He looked down at the table.

The eerie darkness etched words onto the tabletop.

Do you want to understand the meaning of life?