Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[Sixtieth year, seventy-six years old.]

[At Zhenwu Mountain, the rain and mist are hazy, with drops of water pattering and splashing into puddles.]

The branches and leaves rustled and swayed, casting dappled shadows.

You sit serenely before four graves.

The figure, dressed in dark blue, was slightly hunched; long, scarlet hair was tied up, and the strands of ink had completely disappeared.

The intense, ominous atmosphere distorted the surrounding rain into bizarre and unsettling scenes.

"Hai Zi, I was worried you'd be lonely, so I wanted to find you a friend."

You lowered your head, your eyes dimmed, and your smile was faint.

"I never imagined that the whole family would be together now, and we even have a guest!"

He opened the celadon wine pot in his hand, poured the scalding wine over it, and finally took a sip himself.

[Ignoring the mud splashed around them, staining their clothes.]

A deep sigh escaped his lips.

"For decades, I thought I wouldn't be able to hold on until today, but..."

"But it was I, this red-haired old man, who bid farewell to one beloved friend after another."

"An ominous end for him..."

A wistful smile curved your lips.

This is what they mean by an unlucky old age.

Han Jing stood silently behind you, arms folded, listening to your words and sensing the faintness of your chances of survival.

Even this war god, whose hands were stained with blood, could not help but feel sorrow.

A weathered bronze sword hovers beside you.

Thick black smoke billowed, making the sword appear and disappear intermittently.

"Brother, I'm dying too, please make me a grave."

You chuckled, then looked up and rolled your eyes at him, clearly annoyed.

"Little brother 2.5, you really don't want to suffer any loss."

The black mist churned and shifted, forming a face.

"You said the family should be together, but I see you're dying soon. When you're buried here, it won't be complete without me."

Xu Kun's carefree voice echoes in your mind.

You took a sip from the celadon wine bottle.

"Okay, I'll set it up for you."

After agreeing to that freak's request, look at his current state.

"Now that you've lost Huizi's body, what are your plans?"

[The black mist swirled: "It's alright. I'll temporarily reside with the Killer Master and find a suitable vessel later."]

You gaze at him silently.

Suddenly, he spoke up: "Why do you seem so unhurried?"

[Upon reaching Tianfeng Peak, you sensed that Xu Kun was attempting to pay a price by unleashing powerful techniques.]

However, Xu Hui intervened and stopped him.

Later, when Xu Hui's body was on the verge of collapse, he didn't seem particularly worried.

[They didn't rush to find a new vessel while Xu Hui's body still had some remaining energy.]

He was too certain.

[It makes you want to test his background and true nature.]

"Brother Er Dianwu, a dying man's words are often kind."

"I hope you will tell me whether you are an extraterrestrial demon imprisoned in the tomb of the God of War, a demon born from the heart of the God of War, or perhaps..."

The spirit of the weapon that killed its master.

Upon hearing this, Xu Kun's face, formed from the black smoke, changed.

After a moment of silence, a somber voice finally echoed in your mind.

"I am a celestial demon from beyond the realms, a war god's inner demon, and the spirit of a weapon that has slain its master."

He ultimately didn't hide it and revealed his origins.

Just as you said, even if someone knows a secret when they're about to die, they'll still be buried in the earth.

This final honesty is also an explanation for all the times you've called me "Brother 2.5" over the years.

"Whoa!"

You lightly flicked your wide sleeve, braced yourself, and took a carefree sip of wine.

"I've considered all the possibilities of your origins, but I never imagined that you weren't just one, two, or three, but all of them."

"My brother, 2.5, is indeed mysterious and unpredictable, invincible under heaven."

Xu Kun didn't seem to notice the sarcasm in your tone.

Since you've already brought it up, just be clear.

"I am a celestial demon from beyond the realm, who descended upon this world an unknown time ago."

The face formed by the black mist clearly revealed reminiscence and bewilderment.

"I have severe memory loss; I don't remember many things. I only know that the world back then was completely different from the world now."

"There are gods, demons, monsters, ghosts, and immortals."

"And the God of War is the one who wields the power of war and controls life and death."

After hearing this, you couldn't help but scrutinize him from head to toe, and then you asked him questions.

"Second Brother, it's not that I'm questioning you, it's just... that's a war god, how could you possibly corrupt him?"

【"snort!"】

Xu Kun scoffed coldly, saying arrogantly, "The me of the past was terrifyingly strong."

Then he paused.

"Anyway, it must be very strong, otherwise how could it have corrupted an existence like the God of War?"

You can tell, this thing has forgotten this past.

"The final result was that I was separated from the soul of the God of War and imprisoned in the Tomb of the God of War."

It seems Xu Kun only knows the outcome.

"Then what is your relationship with the spirit that killed its master?"

"Because the spirit of the artifact was also corrupted and devoured by me, taking its place."

You immediately understood.

"That's why you're so eager to find the Killer Master, because to some extent, the Killer Master is your true form, and..."

The reason why the immortal sect prepared this ambush was probably not to eliminate you.

Instead, it aims to re-merge your spirit with the master of slaughter, allowing you to completely control the way of killing.

Xu Kun did not deny it.

By feigning illness as a dying man, you managed to extract some valuable information from this wretched thing.

Feel the passing of life, and wait quietly.

Finally, the system notification sounded.

"The ten-year period has ended. Shall we settle our lives and draw our innate talent attributes?"

"They're here!"

On the hard wooden bed, Wen Yumo's handsome face revealed surprise and anticipation.

So much has happened in these ten years of simulations.

Such arduous journeys, scheming in the central courtyard, risking one's life for the immortals.

In addition to gathering intelligence and secrecy to prepare for the next simulation.

Most importantly, the talent attribute assessment is performed.

The level of talent attributes extracted during the settlement is linked to the improvement of cultivation realm, the influence of the world situation, and the experience of magnificent events.

In short, it's about becoming stronger and causing trouble.

Limited by his physical talent, he has been stuck at the fourth level of the Innate Realm for many years, making it almost impossible for him to improve his assessment and evaluation through breakthroughs in his realm.

Therefore, the only option is to cause trouble.

Not only can it muddy the waters, drawing out hidden methods and powerful figures from all sides, but it can also gather various intelligence and investigate secrets.

During this period, he narrowly escaped death many times, but thanks to careful planning and various backup plans, he finally made it to the deadline.

【Settle!】

"The skilled warrior dies on the battlefield, the cunning strategist dies by trickery, and the public-spirited die by injustice."

It is difficult to defend against an enemy if you anticipate their arrival.

I risked my life to accompany them, but in the end, fate was not on my side.

Your later years are unlucky; you try to change your fate, but all your efforts are in vain.

Entering the capital, killing powerful families, saving countless lives, fighting to the death with immortals, and seeing off dear friends along the ten-mile-long street.

The scene was shrouded in mist and rain.

Finally, a few new graves were added along the way.

[Talent attribute extraction in progress...]

Wen Yu remained calm and was not worried about the level of his talent attribute.

really.

next moment.

A dazzling golden light filled the eye.