One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

At this moment, standing on the Path to Immortality and looking down, Shen Qingshan had already merged once more with Shen Yang.

Shen Yang’s voice echoed in Shen Qingshan’s mind.

“Don’t rush, you can look at your family a little longer.”

Shen Qingshan wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, his tone calm.

“Ancestor, please let me sleep.”

“Why?”

“I’m afraid I’ll regret it.”

“Sigh… what is love in this world…”

Shen Qingshan voluntarily relinquished his will, allowing Shen Yang to sink his soul into the depths of his body.

He was not only afraid of regretting it later, but also could not bear the bone-deep pain of parting at this moment.

One who is going to the Real Realm should not view it as a journey, but as a matter of life and death.

A journey may have a return, a life-and-death farewell is the true never-to-meet-again.

Shen Yang’s Path to Immortality was not easy either.

But he had more tools.

He was a bit shameless about it.

During the days Shen Yang stormed the Path to Immortality, Chen Yun and Shen Jia watched from the island.

Seven-year-old Shen Jia cheered for her father every day.

“Dad! Put more strength into it! Dad! Don’t give up! Dad! Charge!!”

Chen Yun became much more silent.

Perhaps regret had already begun to take root in her heart.

“Third Sister, you and brother-in-law will definitely meet again.”

“Does Founder Shen have a way to return from the Real Realm?”

“Not necessarily, but I can make him return.”

“Fourth Brother, don’t bluff to comfort sister.”

“Not now, but definitely later.”

With love and longing for his wife and daughter, Shen Qingshan and Shen Yang, one in heart, completed the segment of the Path to Immortality that lies in the human world, then entered the later section, in pursuit of the Sword Lord and the Great Demon.

[Simulation Task Progress: 3/4.]

After that year, Chen Yi became rather busy.

He needed to find someone else to go on the Path to Immortality.

Otherwise he would have to wait two more years, until Li Wentian could be awakened again.

“Li Liushui, Dragon Protector! You can do it! Believe in yourself, you’re the best! Have confidence!”

Li Liushui, lying on the palace wall drinking, looked at Chen Yi chattering non-stop below the wall and sighed.

“Martial God Chen, you really are a weirdo. You suffered and took us to secure the Path to Immortality, but you won’t use it yourself, and you spend all day selling it to us Martial Saints. Don’t you know Martial Saints can’t pass it?”

“The Sword Lord managed it!”

“A Martial Saint is a Martial Saint, a Sword Lord is a Sword Lord.

Besides, let me be blunt: the Path to Immortality we saw is only half in the human world. We don’t know what the other half is like, the Sword Lord might not be able to finish that half either.”

“Don’t you even have the courage to try? I look down on you!”

Li Liushui laughed up at the sky.

“Hahaha! What’s so great about the Real Realm? How could it be better than me being the Dragon Protector for Great Qian? I have position when I want it, status when I want it, and I can drink whatever wine I want!”

Chen Yi wore an expression of regret.

“You cultivated to Martial Saint with such low ambition. If you took it seriously, not even Martial Godhood could stop you!”

“Cultivation is tiring, I cultivate just enough to get by.”

After learning more about Li Liushui, Chen Yi had to admit this man was truly a talent.

Born of the Li Imperial Clan, now one hundred and seven years old, and already a Martial Saint!

His cultivation speed rivaled that of Li Lingyue, who practiced the Faith Dao!

However, noble birth and comfortable life left him without much ambition or unwavering pursuit.

So his realm stopped at Martial Saint; talent alone couldn’t push him further.

From Li Liushui, Chen Yi grew increasingly certain of one thing.

“Still better to let Elder Brother suffer more in the Northern Frontier, so he won’t end up being another Li Liushui under my protection.”

Chen Yi wanted his brother to become a dragon.

He visited the Martial Saints among the Li Imperial Clan.

Unfortunately they were either as complacent as Li Liushui or tied down by high position and responsibility.

Chen Yi went to visit the major sects.

…

Chen Yi: “Master Wan, I see your bones are extraordinary, you have the bearing of an emperor! Why not try the Path to Immortality?”

Wan Sanqian: “Does the Real Realm have braised pork?”

Chen Yi: “It does! Look at how skinny you are!”

…

Chen Yi: “Amitabha, Abbot, do you believe your Buddha, that Buddha exists in the Real Realm.”

Vajra Temple Abbot: “Devotee, Buddha has no form in my heart. If one truly saw a living Buddha, what then is the meaning of faith?”

…

Chen Yi: “Valley Master, I heard the Real Realm can refine elixirs of immortality! With your alchemical talent, you’d be a genius there!”

Danxiang Valley Valley Master: “Martial God Chen, you jest. I can hardly leave home, asking me to walk the Path to Immortality is asking me to die young.”

…

Chen Yi ran through all the major forces, even traveling to the Holy Lands, but sadly not a single Martial Saint had the courage to try.

Just as the new year approached and the Path to Immortality was about to reappear, Chen Yi had a sudden inspiration.

“Right! I forgot about those two!”

Chen Yi went straight to the Divine Arms County’s Divine Arms Pavilion.

“Pavilion Master Zhuge!”

Chen Yi blew into the Divine Arms Pavilion like a gust of wind.

Zhuge Zhujin greeted him with a smiling face.

“Martial God Chen honors us with your presence, this humble pavilion is truly honored! I wondered why the magpies on the branch were chattering this morning—turns out a noble guest was coming, and that spring in the well…”

“Enough flattery, I’m here to ask for someone, no, to ask for a monkey!”

“Monkey? Oh, you mean the two spiritual monkeys I raised?”

“Yes! One four-eyed fellow, and one golden-furred.”

“Might Martial God Chen be taking them as disciples?”

“Not taking disciples. I’m sending them to the Real Realm!”

Chen Yi told Zhuge Zhujin the origins of the Four-Eyed Spiritual Monkey and the Fiery-Eyed Golden Monkey, and Zhuge Zhujin listened in stunned silence.

He never expected the two meteorites he casually picked up to have fallen from the Real Realm.

And the two monkeys were so strange—neither demon, nor monster, nor exotic beast—because they were beings from the Real Realm.

“They say going from the Real Realm to the Void Realm is harder than ascending to heaven, almost impossible for a living person to travel back and forth. How did these two monkeys get down here?”

“Think about it, you said it yourself, it is difficult for a living person to come down. Weren’t they stones at first?”

“The world is full of wonders, exceptions exist for everything…”

Chen Yi’s divine sense could easily cover the entire Divine Arms City, and he already knew where the two monkeys were.

These two monkeys were now the Pavilion’s monkeys, Chen Yi couldn’t just be rude and snatch them away.

So he first sought Zhuge Zhujin’s consent.

“Since they come from the Real Realm, they should return. It will just waste one year’s slot on the Path to Immortality.”

“What waste, what waste—demand exceeds supply for a hundred years, use them as you like.”

Chen Yi met the two divine monkeys in the Pavilion’s disciples’ courtyard.

They still looked somewhat immature at this point.

But their growth speed was rapid.

In previous simulations, Zhuge Zhujin had said these two monkeys didn’t cultivate much, yet their cultivation level rose quickly, only slowing after reaching Martial King.

Chen Yi probed: both monkeys were currently only at the Spirit Sea Realm.

Could that level walk the Path to Immortality?

“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Maybe beings from the Real Realm have some special traits!”

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The old novel "Let the Clone Fly for a While" (Song Gua, Ma Fei)’s web series adaptation is also online. If interested, you can check it out, it’s under “More Adaptations” below the main novel text.