In a Xuanhuan World, My Life Simulator Binds Me to Honghuang

Are there still mortals in the highest primordial wilderness? Wouldn't the spiritual energy there be enough to burst them apart? Reply to my 10cm growth

My reply: My length has increased to 12 centimeters.

You have trump cards, but you never use them. Even if others use their power to bully you, you don't use them. Even if everyone looks down on you, you still don't use them. Even if you've offended a powerful force that wants to get rid of you, you still don't use them.

Is this some kind of martial arts fantasy world? The power system is so low-level, it doesn't even reach the low-end level, it's practically at the floor tile level. Otherwise, wouldn't people who grow up in an environment overflowing with innate spiritual energy be much stronger than most fantasy gods? And someone who cultivates in the prehistoric world only lives to be a hundred years old?

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Without reading the content, I can't even comment on this synopsis. This kind of karmic connection, at the level of preaching, shows absolutely no feedback after becoming a saint, and the merit accumulated is so meager. It seems like it's going to level up slowly, but the question is, how will the protagonist grow later? This level of karmic connection and merit is being suppressed...

This is way too much of a suppression on the protagonist! He helped me become a saint, but my comprehension only increased by one level from ordinary...

The day after tomorrow: peak physical fitness, the limit of mortals, single-handed combat strength can rival a thousand armored soldiers, leaping five zhang high in one bound, and flying seven or eight zhang in the blink of an eye, lifespan of three Jiazi (60 years).

Seriously, this is utter nonsense. It's so rubbish, I can't even read it without thinking, unless I'm mentally challenged. They're using some kind of ridiculous "shameless" hairpin, but it's blood red. Shameless, shameless! And they start by charging a million spirit stones for a yellow-grade spiritual herb. I could accept it if it were in silver notes, but this is the current situation.

The Supreme Primordial World, which helps Lao Tzu become a saint, rewards him with an extra thirty years of life. Those who haven't read it should know what kind of book it is, right?