Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

“However, combat experience should be able to be gained from the simulator as well, right?”

With this thought in mind, Su Xing continued to simulate.

[In the thirteenth year, you healed for several months. Your wounds had almost completely recovered, leaving no lingering injuries, and because you consumed flesh essence daily to strengthen your physique, your cultivation improved further.]

[The battles of the past half-year made you realize how vitally important a Sword Cultivator’s sword is. In six months, you went through dozens of swords, and the insufficient quality of these weapons also hindered your performance.]

[Thus, you requested a suitable treasure sword from the Human Race’s higher-ups, the legendary sword-class weapon, Mo Bing!]

[All weapons reaching the legendary level are precious treasures of the Human Race, but given your status, obtaining a legendary treasure sword was naturally not difficult.]

[Like all other legendary weapons, Mo Bing also had its own unique effect; all enemies killed by Mo Bing would have black-colored wounds.]

[Moreover, when you wielded Mo Bing, even as you slaughtered on the battlefield, a refreshing coolness would emanate from the hilt of Mo Bing, calming your heart and preventing you from losing yourself in the slaughter.]

[With the legendary sword Mo Bing in hand, you returned to the Demon-Subduing Pass battlefield rejuvenated. In just six months, no fewer than a hundred Demon Kings perished by your hand, and countless Demonic Beasts below Grandmaster Level.]

[In the fourteenth year, the Human Race’s supply at Demon-Subduing Pass was accidentally severed, leaving hundreds of thousands of Daxia troops facing a food shortage crisis.]

[You had no choice but to temporarily abandon the front lines and start creating Fasting Pills.]

[Fortunately, even though it had been years since you last made elixirs and your skills were somewhat rusty, you had perfectly mastered the low-level Fasting Pill, enabling you to produce them with great speed.]

[Moreover, over the years you had accumulated a substantial amount of Spirit Rice and Demonic Beast flesh, and in just half a year, you perfectly solved the food supply problem for hundreds of thousands of people.]

[Afterward, to prevent any accidents, you also produced a batch of Wound Healing Pills, ensuring a short-term recovery class supply for the Human Race at Demon-Subduing Pass.]

[In the fifteenth year, you once again entered the Demon-Subduing Pass battlefield, becoming the nightmare of all Demon Kings and Grandmaster Level Demonic Beasts.]

[Your threat to these Demon Kings was no less than that of a Martial Emperor-level professional. Often, it would take only a few minutes of battle for you to kill an enemy of Demon King rank.]

[That year, you were again the target of an assassination by the Foreign Race, as you were too great a threat on the battlefield. They sent two Demon Emperor-level Demonic Beasts to assassinate you on the battlefield.]

[Luckily, Luo Shuying and the rest of the Human Race’s powerhouses were closely watching over you. They blocked the lethal assassination for you, and you were fortunate to escape unharmed.]

[In the sixteenth year, after surviving the assassination, you became more cautious. Your swordsmanship became more succinct, and you began to discard the original cumbersome sword techniques. You simplified everything, swinging your sword solely to kill the enemy.]

[You understood more clearly what a sword meant for killing enemies was. It meant discarding all unnecessary moves, killing opponents in front of you in the quickest, most energy-efficient manner possible. All complicated sword techniques served the purpose of killing the enemy.]

[In the past, it took several strikes to kill Grandmaster Level Demonic Beasts, but now, Grandmaster Level Demonic Beasts were no longer capable of making you strike a second time.]

[In battles with Demon Kings, you also became increasingly adept. Even Demon Kings ten meters tall with huge statures couldn’t last more than ten minutes against you.]

[In the seventeenth year, you received help from Luo Shuying to encircle and kill two Demon Emperor Level Demonic Beasts, and you obtained the flesh essence of one of the Demon Emperors.]

[Within one year, you consumed over a hundred jin of Demon Emperor’s Flesh Essence, and your realm successfully broke through, you became a Cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Origin Martial Realm!]

[The same year, the number of Demon Kings that died by your hand reached two hundred! On the battlefield, your presence was equivalent to that of dozens of Heavenly King Level powerhouses!]

[One day, bad news came: the hometown of Luo Shuying, after holding out for over a decade, was completely invaded by the Foreign Race, causing thousands from the Spirit Race to flee to Blue Star, uniting to resist the invasion of the Foreign Race in the real world.]

[The eighteenth year, this was the best year yet for Demon-Subduing Pass.]

[With the Spirit Race joining in, the pressure on the Human Race side on the battlefield significantly decreased, and you became even more valiant in battle, with no Demon King being able to withstand more than ten rounds in your hands, your swordsmanship became even more fearsome.]

[The same year, your Qi Refining Cultivation rose to the fourth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm!]

[The nineteenth year, the situation at Demon-Subduing Pass began to turn unpredictably treacherous.]

[For some unknown reason, it seemed like there was an inexhaustible supply of Demonic Beasts on the battlefield, always more to kill, always an unending stream of the Foreign Race.]

[It was like endless, black hole-like armies of Demonic Beasts, while the number of the Human Race was finite. Even though over the years you created many powerful fighters for the Human Race, the number of Grandmasters and Heavenly King Level professionals kept dwindling after more than a decade of fighting.]

[And the newly born Grandmasters and Heavenly King Level professionals could not compare to the rate of death, the overall strength of the Human Race began to decline.]

[The twentieth year, the Human Race completely gave up on counterattacks and holed up within Demon-Subduing Pass, hoping to rely on the world’s most formidable pass to defend against the attacks of the Foreign Race and Demonic Beasts.]

[Although you yearned to completely eradicate the Demonic Beasts, your strength was limited. Alone, you could not achieve this, you could only continue to kill Demonic Beasts to vent the frustration in your heart.]

[The twenty-first year, this was the eleventh year since you joined the Demon-Subduing Pass, your battle on the battlefield had already lasted ten years, your sword, honed for ten years in enemy killing, nearly a thousand Demon Kings died by your hand, your weapon, Mo Bing, completely turned into a sword of slaughter, the sword had not yet been unsheathed, yet the killing intent upon it was enough to terrify the Demonic Beasts.]

[However, over these years, the situation at the Demon-Subduing Pass for the Human Race ultimately kept getting worse, and more and more of your comrades-in-arms beside you died at the hands of Demonic Beasts, your once good friends, companions who were worthy of entrusting your life to on the battlefield, fell one by one before you.]

[Defending Demon-Subduing Pass from Demons for ten years, your mind became firmer, your swordsmanship harsher, your entire demeanor grew more bloodthirsty, and your eyes became intimidating.]

[You began to wonder if this was the result you wanted. Ten years at Demon-Subduing Pass turned you into a resolute soldier, but you seemed to have become more indifferent to life, colder in blood than before.]

[The sword seemed no longer to be your partner, no longer your treasured companion, it was merely a tool in your hand, just a tool for killing the enemy.]

[This, deviated from your original intention, strayed from the initial purpose of cultivating your Sword Dao.]

[Therefore, you were ready to retire from Demon-Subduing Pass, to return to the real world, to carefully reflect on your swordsmanship and inner thoughts over the years.]

[On the day you left Demon-Subduing Pass, tens of thousands of soldiers saw you off, your former comrades and brethren all cast admiring gazes towards you.]

[Amidst the farewell of tens of thousands, you left the Demon-Subduing Pass and returned to the real world. As you left, with the military exploits accumulated over the years, you became the only soldier in hundreds of years at Demon-Subduing Pass who wasn’t at the Martial Emperor Level to become a general.]

[Your companions said that you were the most hardworking person in Demon-Subduing Pass, and after your departure, they would continue to carry on this will.]

[You returned to the real world, and it took three months to extricate yourself from the memories filled with blood and slaughter. During this time, Luo Shuying and Jin Congxue had come to visit, and your parents and younger sister also gave you care.]

[A smile returned to your face, you began to rethink the sword in your hand, to reconsider your Sword Dao.]