With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World Chapter 125 - 124: Golden Great Buddha

A Black Monkey slowly erged from the shadows, its hollow eyes looking at Mingwu City, with a complex mix of greed, desire, hatred, and madness flashing through its gaze.

It crawled on the ground, face without features, yet sniffed around, slowly crawling towards the side of the post station.

The moonlight was dim, and the earth was dark.

Countless gazes were hidden in the dark forest.

"Spirit Points... Simulation Points..."

"Truly lacking..."

A low muttering suddenly echoed through the darkness.

"Tear-"

The crisp sound of paper being torn apart rang out.

The Black Monkey’s body was sliced into two.

A figure in a black robe didn’t linger, disappearing into the dark forest like a bat.

Soon, a series of crisp tearing sounds followed.

The moonlight gradually penetrated the darkness, shining into the forest, illuminating that cold face.

Jiang Ming casually flung the evil filth off his black blade.

At this mont, the forest was littered with remnants.

There was sothing else wanting to erge from the deeper darkness, but seed to sense sothing, quickly retreating.

Jiang Ming, draped in a fitted black robe, hooded, with half of his face masked in black.

The two exposed eyes glinted with a faint blue light, adding a touch of mystery and chill.

The black robe was for concealnt in the darkness, and the mask wasn’t for show, but to avoid being recognized by acquaintances, as Jiang Ming wished to keep his identity hidden for a while longer.

The life in the Xun Family was quite comfortable.

"Go."

A glow flickered in front of Jiang Ming’s chest, a fla flew out, quickly burning and absorbing the remains on the ground.

Jiang Ming extended his palm, the fla returned, bringing a lump of Extre Yang Essence.

Jiang Ming clenched his fist, quickly absorbing the energy within the Extre Yang Essence, and when he opened his hand again, only powder was left, scattering in the wind.

"Too little, still too little..."

"Three months... It’s about ti..."

Nearly three months had passed since Jiang Ming’s third simulation ended.

The collection speed of Spirit Points was slower than Jiang Ming had imagined.

In Mingwu City, the items with Spirit Points available for taking had almost been thoroughly picked by Jiang Ming.

The speed of Spirit Points gathering in this regard had started to decline, and the speed of hunting anomalies outside was too slow.

Mainly because Jiang Ming, out of caution, only hunted so primary anomalies of the "Night" level nearby.

Even though small accumulations add up over ti, the speed was still too slow.

Jiang Ming’s previous speed averaged around ninety Spirit Points a month.

As for Simulation Points, it was only four to five hundred.

Now, after three months, barely two hundred Spirit Points had been saved.

Jiang Ming still needed more Spirit Points, more Simulation Points.

Talent required Spirit Points to activate, while the power of the Character Card required Simulation Points for exchange.

Jiang Ming’s True Spirit Divine Sense mingled with Cultivation Divine Sense, spreading out in all directions.

"It’s ti to take a look at those places..."

Jiang Ming pondered for a mont, simultaneously displaying Wind Control Skill and Wind Chasing Leg, flitting past the trees like a bat towards the distance.

...............

The Great Compassion Temple is the leader of the Buddhist Sect in Mingwu City, undeniably the elder brother.

Not only is its power formidable in the secular world, but the high monks in the Great Compassion Temple also wield powerful forces.

Outside of Mingwu City, sporadically scattered are temples under the na of the Great Compassion Temple.

The purpose is to shelter those believers who couldn’t enter Mingwu City in ti.

In addition, these branch temples serve as training grounds for the monks of the Great Compassion Temple, as only by facing anomalies can they uncover their own Heart Demon.

Thus gaining enlightennt in the Buddhist Dao, and understanding the mortal world.

This is the public explanation from the Great Compassion Temple, and everyone in the city believes this.

Including monk Wuxin.

Wuxin sat cross-legged calmly at the center of the temple.

Behind him stood a majestic Great Buddha covered in gold leaf, beside which were several Faceless Golden Arhats, seemingly guarding the Buddha.

The temple was without a main gate, ventilated on all sides.

Even though the temple was of considerable size, layered and overlapping, one’s gaze could still pass through the doors and windows to witness the faint glances in the outside darkness.

Wuxin remained calm.

Born without a heart, Wuxin had little emotion. Noticing abnormalities, his parents promptly sent him to the Great Compassion Temple.

The Great Compassion Temple, showing pity for Wuxin, accepted him as a disciple.

Wuxin cherished the opportunity to cultivate, diligently practicing Buddhist Technique.

Perhaps due to his innate wisdom, he achieved considerable successes in the Buddhist Dao, even earning a ntion among the ’Golden Monks’.

It was a prerequisite for condensing Golden Relics, longed for by countless monks and worshipped by countless believers.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Wuxin clasped the Worry Pearl in his hand, pressing each bead with his thumb.

The anomalies in the darkness began to beco restless.

Faint roars could be heard, and so things rubbed against the walls, unsteady footsteps...

Countless sounds, like demonic voices, whispered in Wuxin’s ears.

"Wuxin, you are innately gifted for cultivation, a good candidate for Buddhism. Do not squander this talent." A white-bearded old monk kindly stroked Wuxin’s small head.

"Yes, Master." The young Wuxin spoke with little emotion.

"The master is right, I am indeed a suitable candidate for cultivating Buddhism." Wuxin’s robe stirred without wind, and his hands stopped spinning the Worry Pearl, opening his eyes abruptly.

In the depths of his gaze, a wisp of fla began to burn.

Great Lii Cultivation thod, the first step as a Martial Artist, ignites the fire of the flesh to its limit. The second step, Heart Lamp, ignites the fire of the mind with the fire of the flesh.

But there are so geniuses who can skip the first step, directly ignite the Heart Lamp, then use the fire of the mind to retroactively enhance the fire of the flesh.

Such individuals are rare heavenly prodigies.

Wuxin’s face was delicate, even sowhat alluring, yet his deanor was like an untouchable, cold flower on a high hill. He was always an anomaly in the Great Compassion Temple; he did not care for the fervent admiration of believers, nor for punishing evil and promoting good, nor for wealth and fa, only for Buddhist Technique.

Wuxin looked at his hands, a unique power manifesting.

At this mont, a commotion suddenly arose behind him.

Wuxin turned, looking up.

The golden Great Buddha was, unbelievably, looking down at him.

Wuxin was sowhat puzzled.

"Buddha?"

The next second, a fierce wind erupted, and the Great Buddha unexpectedly reached out to grab him.

Inside the temple, all anomalies had already dissipated.

Instead, in the Buddha’s eyes were countless emotions of frenzy, greed, desire, supplication, and rage, very much like... those anomalies...

"Boom————"

Dust clouds rose, accompanied by a muffled explosion...