While Others are Leveling Up, I Alone Will Cultivate Until Mahayana Before Making My Move

Su Xing pondered, his gaze fixed on the simulation panel.

[You eyed the dozens of cultivators in front of you and strolled over with a smile.]

[The next second, you threw out a Spirit Explosion Technique, blasting the dozens of Divinity Transformation cultivators into smithereens.]

[Seeing your sudden attack, the talent in the prison was greatly shocked and cast art and technique to escape.]

[But how could a mere Return to Void cultivator be your match? You directly destroyed his entire cultivation level.]

[Then, you performed the Soul Searching Technique on him.]

In the real world, Su Xing nodded slightly upon witnessing this.

"Use immersive simulation... duration one hour!"

[Ding, you successfully used immersive simulation... remaining energy is 1.308 billion points.]

The next second, Su Xing appeared at the simulated location, holding a sharp-faced, monkey-cheeked cultivator.

Without hesitation, Su Xing directly used the Soul Searching Technique.

...

Soon, the immersive simulation time ended, and Su Xing returned to the real world.

Upon reopening his eyes, a hint of surprise flickered in Su Xing's eyes.

"So that's how it is. The Little Qingyun Realm... is actually such a place?"

Su Xing was somewhat surprised. Although the information obtained from the talent's mind was not plentiful, Su Xing had gained some understanding of the factional division within the Little Qingyun Realm.

Contrary to Su Xing's initial thoughts, the Little Qingyun Realm was not entirely under the jurisdiction of the Qingyun Sect!

Or rather, the Little Qingyun Realm was once a Minor Thousand World under the Qingyun Sect's influence.

However, through thousands of years of constant battles between the foreign races and the human race, the number of worlds occupied by the foreign race increased, and the Little Qingyun Realm was also affected.

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Thus, the Qingyun Sect had to abandon most of its influence within the Little Qingyun Realm.

Presently, the Little Qingyun Realm was a chaotic place where multiple factions contended and fought.

Among the larger factions were the Heavenly Demon Prison, the Qingyun Sect, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, the White Emperor Tower... and the Descending Sect!

Outside the Little Qingyun Realm, the invasion by foreign races and demonic beasts had become more severe, to the point where guarding against them was becoming increasingly difficult.

Within the Little Qingyun Realm, various factions continued to fight each other. Due to a conflict over an opportunity thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Demon Prison and the Qingyun Sect had become mortal enemies after resulting in the deaths of their core disciples.

Meanwhile, the Descending Sect had risen in power in recent years due to the invasion of foreign races in this realm. No longer hiding, they occasionally carried out attacks on the other four factions.

Su Xing closed his eyes slightly, continuing to search through his memories.

"It seems the Descending Sect stands in opposition to the Heavenly Demon Prison, the Qingyun Sect, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and the White Emperor Tower, making them so-called traitor forces!"

"Although the Heavenly Demon Prison and the Qingyun Sect both resist the foreign races and strike against the Descending Sect, they remain hostile towards each other."

"The Heavenly Demon Prison is almost entirely composed of a group of battle-mad cultivators..."

"The Heavenly Secret Pavilion remains neutral... It is one of the top factions in the Three Thousand Worlds. I once heard of this faction during the Luotian Meeting Instance."

"As for the White Emperor Tower, it is an alliance of loose cultivators across the Three Thousand Worlds, founded by the mighty Emperor Bai, also resisting the foreign races valiantly..."

In Su Xing's mind, the five major factions within the Little Qingyun Realm gradually took shape.

Su Xing felt a slight headache and muttered to himself,

"I originally planned to carry the Qingyun Token closely for the next simulation, which should have helped me escape from the Heavenly Demon Prison unscathed..."

"But now it seems, if I show the Qingyun Token, I might die even faster!"

Su Xing let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that his plan to quickly enter the Qingyun Sect had to be postponed, and he had to proceed cautiously within the Descending Sect...

With this thought in mind, Su Xing's gaze returned to the simulation panel.

[Your divine soul was damaged, making it difficult to perform the Soul Searching Technique.]

[Nevertheless, you still obtained crucial information about the Little Qingyun Realm from his mind.]

[The Heavenly Demon Prison and the Qingyun Sect are rival factions, which is disadvantageous to you.]

[But now, you couldn't think about that too much. You had to focus on securing the Blood Seed spot in this simulation first.]

[Thus, over the next three days, you relied on the talents of avoiding danger and being favored by luck to evade pursuits from high-level cultivators and killed many weaker than yourself.]

[After three days, your points total reached nearly eight hundred. This score was sufficient to become a Blood Seed!]

[Soon, the three-day Blood Seed Competition concluded, and the powerful cultivators descended upon this realm.]

[More than ten terrifyingly aura-filled powerful cultivators arrived, announcing the end of the Blood Seed Competition.]

[Among them was Blood Nineteen, whom you encountered before.]

[The Blood Seed Competition rankings were soon announced.]

[That wooden-faced cultivator became the first place in this Blood Seed Competition, achieving more than thirteen hundred points!]

[With more than seven hundred points, you took the seventh place in the Blood Seed Competition, successfully becoming a Blood Seed.]

[In total, ten Blood Seeds, including you, were successfully born!]

[Blood Nineteen cast a surprised glance at you and the wooden-faced cultivator, apparently not expecting to have saved two Blood Seeds a month ago.]

[The seductive woman with the alias Blood Twenty-Three excitedly patted her ample chest, murmuring incessantly about avoiding punishment.]

[However, what you didn't expect was that the Blood Seed Competition was not yet over.]

[Soon, a short, average-looking man stepped forward, announcing the start of the final candidate challenge.]

[Although this short man's appearance was plain, you dared not underestimate him, for his alias was Blood Sixteen!]

[And based on your guess, the closer the alias number, the more terrifying these individuals' strengths were!]