One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

Chapter 105: The Most Perfectly Matched Body in History!

One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

Chapter 105: The Most Perfectly Matched Body in History!

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The Shen Family Founding Ancestor saw your mood had calmed. As he moved his "pawn" across the river, he asked.

"Have you chosen to accept reality?"

"I will never accept it! If you try to act, I will fight you with everything I have!"

You were actually itching for him to hurry up and make his move, but you absolutely could not let him see anything unusual.

You wore an expression of unwavering determination, ready to die rather than submit. After finishing your chess move, you tilted your head at a forty-five-degree angle to gaze at the sky, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate. Your entire face screamed: I was born into the wrong body.

Seeing you like this, your resentment after death would probably be quite deep.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor had no choice but to appeal to reason and emotion.

After all, if he just forcibly seized your body, he would still have to spend time dealing with the lingering resentment afterward. It was merely a difference of whether he spent the time now or later.

"How could I not know that my forceful life extension defies the heavens and violates human ethics? But I must live!

As long as I am here, the Starry Domains will not be sullied by outsiders and will forever belong to my Shen Family!

If the Shen Family is strong and prosperous, it can serve as the backing and support for my eternal life extension!

If the human realm loses you, it's merely one person's unwillingness, a few people's grief.

But if the human realm loses me, Shen Yang, it would be an unbearable loss!

Do you understand?!"

"I don't understand!"

You also roared.

You genuinely didn't understand.

Wasn't it just about wanting immortality and wanting your descendants to prosper for generations? Who doesn't want that?

Talking about "the human realm would fall apart without me" was just hypocrisy!

Last simulation, when the demon tribes attacked the Five Regions, I didn't see you lift a finger!

What's the deal? Did you forget while playing single-player chess over here?

Seeing the atmosphere had been built up to this point, you felt you should make your move. Otherwise, your purpose might seem too deliberate and could arouse his suspicion.

You were just about to act.

You couldn't move.

From all directions, though seemingly empty, it felt as if something weighing ten thousand jun was squeezing you from every side.

It seemed like the surrounding space was contracting toward you as the center!

Da Chun was very anxious within your consciousness sea.

"Yi Brother! Do you need my help!"

You told him with your consciousness: Don't move, including the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The situation is still under my control.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor stomped on the chessboard, shattering it, and advanced toward you.

"Junior, grip the Qiankun Mirror in your hand tightly. This is the last act of mercy I grant you."

"What do you mean?"

"Although the Qiankun Mirror only has half its surface left, it still retains some power.

It will allow your consciousness to enter an illusion at the very last moment, like a dream. But this will be an extremely long dream.

That instant will feel like a lifetime within the illusion for you.

Thus, you will not feel the pain and fear of death. I am considering this for your sake."

You scoffed.

"Isn't it because my consciousness resisting and not cooperating would make your body seizure more difficult? You couldn't persuade me earlier, so now you use the power of the Great Dao Immortal Artifact to force me to submit! Considering for my sake? What nonsense!"

"Think whatever you want. Anyway, your consciousness is about to fall into the illusion! Qiankun Mirror, act!"

The Shen Family had no Mirror Wielder. Shen Yang was the true master of the Qiankun Mirror!

From the surface of the half-remaining Qiankun Mirror, beams of light resembling female arms flew out.

These beams of light drilled into your seven orifices and began to invade your consciousness.

In an instant, you felt the heavens and earth spinning, dizzy and groggy. Your consciousness wavered between reality and illusion, not knowing what heaven and earth were.

In your dazed state, you heard a conversation.

"Kun Brother!"

"Cauldron little brother, what are you doing here? Why do you seem strange, somewhere between a spirit body and a physical body?"

"I don't know either, Kun Brother. I'm still eating peaches. If I eat a few more, I should figure it out."

"Oh~~ Lost your memory! In this aspect, you're not as good as your brother. Look at me, my main body was destroyed by half, yet my style remains! Look at this big mirror of mine, look at this big handle, look at this big tattoo. Tsk, being incomplete is also a kind of beauty!"

The next voice belonged to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner: "Bro, you look a bit neurotic, not too normal either."

"Ya! There's a person here too! Oh my! It's quite lively inside this person's body. With one more artifact spirit, the four of us could make up a table for mahjong!"

"Kun Brother, could you please not hurt Yi Brother? He's a good person."

"But I have a mission to carry out..."

"Kun Brother, don't lie. We Great Dao Immortal Artifacts don't recognize masters; it's just a matter of whether we're willing to do it or not."

"Haha! You saw through me! Alright, give me a peach, and I'll go back and play dead. I faint often anyway."

"Here."

"Deal!"

That feeling of muddle-headedness disappeared. Your consciousness regained clarity.

But you still couldn't move.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor saw the Qiankun Mirror withdraw its power and was very puzzled.

"Qiankun Mirror, what's going on?"

The Qiankun Mirror pretended not to speak.

"Fainted again?"

The relaxed smile vanished from the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's face, replaced by a fierce and cruel expression.

"I offered you a good death, and you refused. Then don't blame me for using forceful methods!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor slapped his palm onto the crown of your head.

You felt the Three Energies within your body begin to circulate autonomously.

Your External Techniques, Internal Technique, and Heart Art at this moment were still the set created by the Shen Family Founding Ancestor himself, a special cultivation method only those of his bloodline could practice.

This was one of the necessary conditions for his body seizure.

Your Three Energies had already been taken over by the Shen Family Founding Ancestor and were circulating along specific pathways.

"Good, good, good! Apart from the Heart Art, the other two have actually reached Minor Achievement! The Shen Family didn't choose the wrong person. You truly are the descendant in this batch most compatible with me! No, you are the most compatible in history!"

A kind of immense pain you had never experienced before violently assaulted your brain.

"Ah!!!!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor snorted coldly.

"Now you know pain? If you had cooperated with me, would you be suffering this? Junior, learn to heed advice in your next life!"

The body seizure officially began!

You possessed "Materialist Warrior," so you could see the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul separating from his body.

However, you didn't look directly at him, instead using your peripheral vision to glance.

To avoid a repeat of last time when encountering the dragon-man race's spirit body, where the other party sensed you could see spirit bodies.

Come on, hurry up, come on, hurry up and possess my body! Once you're on, you're finished! π˜§π“‡β„―β„―π‘€β„―π˜£π“ƒβ„΄π“‹π‘’π‘™.π‘π˜°π‘š

Hahaha!

Your heart raced, and you were extremely tense.

This next move was the key that would determine which of you would win this game!

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and even the Nine Provinces Cauldron... To have such fortune on one person..."

What realm was this old undead at, to actually be able to sense the presence of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Nine Provinces Cauldron?

The Nine Provinces Cauldron was hard to say, because Da Chun was very unstable.

But the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was no longer the tattered banner and decaying spirit body from the beginning.

He had a Heaven-Grade Spirit Artifact as a vessel, and he hadn't skimped on embezzling the demon souls you stored inside, so his spirit body had recovered significantly.

In terms of hiding himself, he was already far from what he used to be.

Yet he was still seen through at a glance by the Shen Family Founding Ancestor.

Damn it, what's with all the dilly-dallying? Are you going to possess my body or not? I'm still waiting for you to suffer the backlash!

"Shen Yang! You old undead! Don't even think about seizing my body! You scourge lingering for a thousand years, no, ten thousand years! Go bury yourself sooner! Hei~~ Tui!!"

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