Simulating the Myriad Worlds: From the Start, I Drew the Primordial Sacred Body

[No female lead, two golden fingers: a simulator and mental modeling]

Just one Kun year after transmigrating, Wang Feng was killed by the Demonic Cult.

After spending a hundred years in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, he had long since grown numb. He cast away every emotion and calculated everything, all for the sake of winning a slim chance to survive.

Suddenly, a System notification appeared.

[Host, would you like to begin the simulation?]

He still had a chance. He didn't want to die!

From then on, he swept through the demon race, crushed the Divine Court, and slew immortals and saints in his simulations. He died again and again, only to grow stronger with every death!

“How did he break through again? Wasn't he still at the Qi Refining Realm yesterday?”

This was only the beginning!

Wang Feng's ambitions went far beyond ruling a single realm.

Using the simulator, he sought to uncover the underlying rules of every Great Dao. He saw how the Myriad Worlds were divided from one another, with all living beings trapped on old paths laid down by those who came before.

So he made a decision that left every god speechless.

He would neither ascend to godhood nor establish an imperial court.

Instead, he forged all the cultivation truths he had derived into an open-source cultivation protocol, one anyone could inherit and anyone could change. He planted it in the soil of the Myriad Worlds, so that from then on, the Great Dao would belong to all living beings, not just a select few.

“Wang Feng, why are you giving up?”

He said nothing, turning toward the rift no one had ever set foot in.

The moment he stepped into a higher dimension, the System interface suddenly lit up.

[Unknown simulator connection detected...]