Infinite simulation from lock dragon well

The bottom of the lake.

Ji Zheng looked at the painting floating in front of him.

This painting appeared extremely small before his massive body; even one of his sharp teeth was larger than it.

Yet, this small painting could easily kill him.

Ji Zheng had seen clearly in the simulation that the moment this painting was opened, it could instantly kill him.

Therefore, Ji Zheng had no intention of opening this painting at all.

If it were to be opened, it could only be done in a simulation.

Later, he could use a simulation opportunity to see what exactly was inside this painting.

He currently had a problem that he needed to think about.

Why did he always die so quickly in every simulation?

It's not like he was weak.

"It always feels like I'm playing a peak match in every simulation."

"Heavenly lightning, a mixed-feather bird, that suspected Golden Crow thing in the east, and now there's a painting."

Ji Zheng fell into silence.

Him, Ji, was he playing a peak match every time?

It seemed rare to encounter the weak.

Even that nine-tailed fox was a demon with nearly two thousand years of cultivation.

What kind of luck was this for him?

The luck to specialize in peak matches?

He felt that on the eve of the spiritual energy revival, or even in the early stages, most demons were relatively weak, and only a small handful were strong.

But he just happened to encounter that small handful.

Was it really because of bad luck?

Ji Zheng shook his large dragon head.

He stopped thinking about it.

He didn't believe it.

He could still end up in a peak match every time.

Anyway, in reality, as long as he was cautious enough, even if he ended up in a peak match in the simulation, it wouldn't threaten his life.

"Let's first see what's inside this painting."

【Day 1: You are in the lake, looking at the painting in front of you. After hesitating again and again, you open it.

The moment you open the painting, a golden light flashes and suppresses you.】

【You are dead!】

【The simulation has ended. Please choose one of the following three options.】

【One day of survival experience.】

【One day of physique.】

【Boiled dragon meat.】

Huh???

Was that even three seconds?

It was gone instantly?

Ji Zheng was so frightened that he twisted his dragon body and retreated a distance, looking at the painting with fear.

Good heavens.

He originally wanted to take a look.

He didn't expect that opening the painting would directly kill him instantly.

This was too fierce.

Did it come with aura tracking?

As long as it's a demon, it would be directly killed?

"Choose the first option, survival experience."

Ji Zheng wanted to see how he was killed in those few seconds.

Along with his choice.

Something akin to memory surged into his mind.

Ji Zheng immediately saw how he died in the simulation.

At the instant of opening the painting, a terrifying aura was revealed from within.

This aura originated from the soul, and even more so from the race.

It seemed that the person painted in this painting had once slain dragons... To be bolder, the person in this painting might have slain a true dragon!

But Ji Zheng did not see what was actually painted in the painting.

In this memory, he was shot dead by a golden light as soon as he opened the painting.

"This aura..."

Even though Ji Zheng had only received the memory, it still made him feel palpitations.

This feeling of being on the verge of death at any time was not pleasant.

What exactly was painted inside this painting?

"No, today, no matter how many simulation points it costs, I have to figure out what is painted inside this painting."

Ji Zheng's dragon eyes flashed with anger as he looked at the painting not far away.

His anger was not something he could control; it was the anger generated from the hatred between races.

Ji Zheng decisively chose to start the simulation.

【Simulation started, consuming 4 simulation points, current remaining simulation points: 18.】

【Day 1: You are in the lake, looking at the painting in front of you. After hesitating again and again, you open it.

The moment you open the painting, a golden light shoots out, attempting to suppress you. You disregard everything and stare directly at the painting, trying to peek at its appearance, but in less than a breath, you completely lose your life.】

【You are dead!】

【One day of survival experience.】

【One day of physique.】

【Superior broth dragon meat.】

Sure enough, he died in a few seconds again.

But this time, he was determined to peek at what was painted inside the painting.

He should be able to gain something, right?

"Choose survival experience."

Ji Zheng quickly made his choice.

The next moment, familiar memories surfaced in his mind.

This time, the memory did indeed bring forth what was painted inside the painting.

That was...

A human figure?

A figure wearing official robes with a solemn expression.

The first moment he saw this figure.

Four words surged in Ji Zheng's heart.

Unbending integrity!

Ji Zheng didn't know why, but he thought of these four words.

But upon seeing this portrait, he just thought of these four words.

Next to the portrait, there were also two human characters written...

Wei Zheng?

Wei Zheng!

Ji Zheng suddenly understood why he felt a racial hatred towards this portrait.

Wei Zheng, it's this guy, no wonder.

A mythical story that he had seen in his previous life surfaced in Ji Zheng's mind.

It was said that during the Zhenguan era, there were years of drought, with red soil stretching for thousands of miles. The common people could not beg for rain. Later, a Feng Shui master calculated that it would rain the next day, and even measured the amount of rain.

The Dragon King, who was in charge of the rain, naturally did not believe it, so he found the Feng Shui master and made a bet that it would not rain the next day.

But after the Dragon King went back and checked the rain record, he found that it would indeed rain the next day. The Dragon King, unwilling to admit defeat, changed the rules of rainfall, and was later discovered by the Heavenly Emperor, who wanted to behead the Dragon King and display his head to the public, and let Wei Zheng do the execution.

The Dragon King panicked and found Emperor Taizong of Tang to beg for mercy, asking him to delay Wei Zheng, and if he could delay the execution time, he could survive.

Emperor Taizong agreed, and on the day of the execution, he called Wei Zheng into the palace to play chess, but he didn't expect that Wei Zheng had already guessed it, and went to slay the dragon in his sleep, which was also the famous 'Wei Zheng Slaying the Dragon in His Dream' later on.

"Is this story real?"

"Wei Zheng has slain dragons, so he has generated hatred with the dragon race?"

Ji Zheng was lost in thought.

What he didn't understand was, why would a painting have such power?

Could it be that after the spiritual energy revived, the human side did not receive blessings, but instead these ancestors received blessings and could protect humans?

This painting was indeed too fierce.

So fierce that he didn't know how to deal with it.

That's not right.

Perhaps, he could borrow this painting to use it?

Ji Zheng twisted his huge dragon head and looked at the painting next to him.

This painting should have more than just an effect on him, right?

It should also have an effect on those demons, right?

He just didn't know if this painting was fierce, or that mixed-feather bird was fierce.

If he encountered that mixed-feather bird in the simulation, and threw the painting up, who would win?

Ji Zheng had a bold idea...

Was 'Wei Zheng' fierce, or was the unknown bird fierce?