The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings-Chapter 920 - 870: Simulating Life - The Talent Given by This King

Chapter 920: Chapter 870: Simulating Life – The Talent Given by This King

“One by one, they’re all a stubborn bunch, not giving up until they’re at the brink of the Yellow River!”

However, what Pei Xuanjing had not expected was that these martial artists were each incredibly bold and reckless. After several attempts, nearly a hundred people had intruded with the intent to steal, and not a single one surrendered without a fight. Each was determined to break out using their own strength, meaning, unfortunately, that not one qualified for the first option and all were executed on the spot.

Without a doubt, the actions of these people greatly displeased Pei Xuanjing, causing a murderous intent to arise in his heart. He was curious to see whether their fates were tougher or his blade sharper.

“If you all want to probe, then go ahead and continue to do so. The question is whether you have enough martial artists under your command.” Pei Xuanjing emptied the tea from his cup, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

He knew that among those who had trespassed, besides some martial artists whose minds were clouded by greed and desire for profit, there were some who had been sent by others.

Some martial artists of the Twelve-Floor Tower trusted too much in their own strength; they were unwilling to contemplate the Martial Classics on their own and instead set their sights on Pei Xuanjing, aiming to take from him what they believed to be the second volume of the Martial Classics.

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“Your Highness, isn’t your goal to disseminate the Martial Classics, to allow more martial artists to pursue cultivation and thereby reform the existing martial arts system? Why are you now preventing these people from obtaining the second volume of the Martial Classics?” asked a young guard, who used to be a vagrant child, puzzled.

These loyal guards, too, were aware of Pei Xuanjing’s plans. Otherwise, how would they carry out their duties?

But precisely because they understood, this young guard was puzzled and wanted to voice his inquiries.

Yet, his question truly shocked the other guards, revealing a look of astonishment on their faces.

“Silence!”

“How dare you question the decisions of His Highness!”

“This subordinate has failed to properly instruct; please, Your Highness, punish me!”

As soon after the young guard spoke, before Pei Xuanjing could utter a word, a few guards who had been by Pei Xuanjing’s side for many years immediately showed a change in expression and rebuked him, especially the one holding the position of chief guard, who immediately knelt before Pei Xuanjing seeking punishment.

To them, Pei Xuanjing’s mentorship had altered their destinies. They revered Pei Xuanjing like a god, and supported all of his decisions unconditionally, without any discount. As long as His Highness commanded, they would not refuse and would never question right or wrong.

However, these vagrant child guards were different. They were not personally taught by Pei Xuanjing and because of their youthful impulsiveness, they had asked the preceding questions.

But for the chief guard, this was unacceptable because, in his view, it was an affront to His Highness. Had it not been for one of his own disciples, if anyone else had shown such disrespect, even if they were his disciple, he would have personally punished them before His Highness could speak.

Seeing his master react so, the young guard also showed a look of fear on his face and hastily knelt alongside the chief guard, somewhat panicked.

“Rise,” Pei Xuanjing said, seeing the fear in their faces, and shook his head slightly with a smile. “Am I that terrifying?”

With a light flick, he helped the kneeling guards to their feet with a gentle force and then said, “There’s no need for that; I am not that petty.”

“Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Highness!”

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

Seeing Pei Xuanjing not angry, the nervous expressions on the guards’ faces gradually faded.

Pei Xuanjing put down his teacup and looked at the young guard. “You just asked me why, since I originally intended to spread the Martial Classics, I now prevent these people from obtaining them.”

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The young guard, still intimidated by the previous situation, didn’t dare to speak, but his eyes were filled with curiosity that he couldn’t hide.

Pei Xuanjing continued, “First, you must understand one thing. Some things are not valued when given for free. But if one pays a heavy price to obtain them, then they will certainly not take it lightly.”

Only what is gained at a cost is cherished; the things given for free are taken for granted—worthless even if lost.

It’s like those who fawn over others—they don’t care for what’s offered freely, yet yearn deeply for what they can’t have.

Besides, the second volume of the Martial Classics is so precious, to think they could obtain it easily is laughable. Having access to the Martial Classics is already a gift from me to them.

Moreover, to change the martial arts system of this realm, the first volume of the Martial Classics was already more than enough. Having the second volume is only a matter of time, but for Pei Xuanjing, time is the least valuable thing.

On the other hand, for many powerhouses, particularly those nearing the end of their lifespan, having the second volume of the Martial Classics has an entirely different significance.

“As for another point, it’s quite simple. The Martial Classics are mine to give. If I choose to bestow them, it’s a grace, but they cannot take it by force because I do not permit it.” Pei Xuanjing’s words were calm, yet his tone carried an undeniable domineering authority.

As a True Immortal descended to the mortal realm, Pei Xuanjing had the prerogative to look down upon everyone in this world. He could grant them the second volume of the Martial Classics, but only if he wished to, not because it was taken from him by force.

That was the pride of a True Immortal, and indeed, the domineering nature of such a being. Each and every True Immortal is filled with absolute confidence and pride, never tolerating provocation from beings below the Immortal Path.

To challenge a True Immortal comes with a price.

The guards withdrew, leaving Pei Xuanjing alone. He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance. His profound eyes sparkled as if he were pondering something.

“This world seems not as simple as I had thought,” Pei Xuanjing mused.

Upon his arrival in this realm and learning about its historical evolution, Pei Xuanjing had made a judgment: even though this world was no less extraordinary than the Great Ming World after its ascent, yet for all its history, no True Immortal had been born. The strongest known here, the martial artists of the Twelve-Floor Tower, were on par with the Supreme Strong of the Great Ming World, but they had not entered the domain of the Immortal Path.

As a True Immortal, during the Unity of Heaven and Man, Pei Xuanjing had once perceived the Will of this Heaven and Earth and had likewise not detected any trace of immortals’ presence. Thus, he had always firmly believed that no True Immortals had existed in this world.

However, not long ago, after the prototype of the Mystical Land of Blessings he had created was fully completed and his Earth Immortal Path progressed further, Pei Xuanjing had new insights in a brief moment—insights that made him doubt his previous conclusion and start to question his earlier judgments.