Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 3, Verse 1: Invest one minute in cultivation, reap a hundredfold.

In this manner.

Lu Yuan started a grueling path of dedicated practice.

Each day, beyond meals and rest, he moved tirelessly across the floor, relentlessly striving to build his strength.

As the firstborn of a renowned Martial Arts Family, his folks invested every possible asset in his growth.

Playthings, meals, and everyday items were all top-quality selections.

Frequently, they prepared nourishing broths using rare botanicals to bolster Lu Yuan's vitality.

Lu Yuan proved worthy of their efforts.

He uttered his first words by three months and dashed about nimbly by age one.

Plus, his frame grew remarkably sturdy.

Though merely one year old, he stood as tall as kids aged four or five.

Given his robust build, forget minor illnesses like colds.

Even dunked in icy waters for a winter dip during the harshest season, he wouldn't fall ill.

About Lu Yuan's transformations.

Lu Zhengming felt no alarm; rather, delight surged through him, turning him into a proud boaster.

"My boy Lu Yuan possesses Grandmaster-level aptitude!"

Additionally, thanks to Lu Yuan's unwavering practice, his body grew ever more powerful.

During the evening of his first birthday.

Lu Yuan's form quivered, his skin pores flared open, releasing loads of dark filth, as though undergoing a profound shift.

[You have crawled a thousand kilometers in total, significantly enhancing your physique, breaking through to Minor Success in External Strength.]

[Heaven-defying Fate Change: You achieved Minor Success in External Strength at one year old and successfully changed your fate of catching a cold.]

[Main storyline progress: 1%!]

[Reward: 1000 Simulation Points and one Purifying Marrow session!]

[Your meridians are clear, and your comprehension has increased!]

[Your physical quality has soared, extending the duration of your talent to 5 minutes!]

"So this is the essence of Heaven-defying Fate Change?"

A faint grin appeared on Lu Yuan's countenance.

Simulation Points serve as the vital currency within the Main World, traded solely among fellow simulators.

Regular folks aren't even worthy of handling them.

Should one exchange them for cash.

1 Simulation Point roughly matches 10,000 units of currency.

Put differently.

The average person toils a full year yet might not amass even 10 Simulation Points.

Yet here he was, barely beginning, and already securing a substantial windfall.

Among the various prizes, financial gain ranked as the least significant.

"Not just realm advancement, but my talent got boosted too."

Lu Yuan's gaze sparkled with enthusiasm.

Previously.

Lu Yuan held only modest talent in Martial Dao.

At present.

His foundational aptitude stunned, marking him as a true Martial Dao genius!

Even sans talent activation, he could forge impressive feats in Martial Dao.

Let alone.

With rising strength, the timeframe of [Heaven Rewards Diligence] extended further.

Pacing at this rate.

Attaining Martial Arts Grandmaster status lay within easy reach.

"Yet what good is Grandmaster rank? I'd still lose to a firearm wielder."

Recalling his core mission, Lu Yuan's brief elation faded swiftly.

Over the past year, he had grasped the basics of this world's power hierarchy.

Martial artist stages typically split into External Strength, Inner Strength, and Huajin Grandmaster.

Every major stage breaks down into Entry Level, Minor Success, Great Success, and Perfection.

External Strength practitioners master basic external techniques, boasting durability and power but little else beyond common folk.

Inner Strength experts resemble fictional martial heroes, harboring inner energy to climb sheer surfaces or shatter rocks barehanded.

Veteran Inner Strength masters at Perfection can fell an ox with a single strike.

However, in our era of cutting-edge tech, even top Inner Strength fighters fall short against guns.

A potent sniper round ends them effortlessly.

Huajin experts earn Grandmaster title.

Because here, their life force surges like a serpent, morphing inner energy into protective aura against heat-based arms.

Standard pistols and rifles pose no real danger to a Grandmaster.

Only by committing heavy assets like tanks or full squads could one hope to slay a Grandmaster amid crowded urban sprawl, a feat nigh impossible.

Hence, across eras.

The Martial Arts circles upheld a silent code.

Grandmasters demand respect, unassailable.

Back in antiquity.

"Grandmaster" evoked supreme might and prestige.

Regrettably.

As tech progressed.

Novel armaments achieved leaps forward.

Elite troops armed with laser weaponry threaten Grandmasters fatally.

Without mentioning.

Those colossal nukes packing millions of tons in explosive force, or orbital lasers delivering pinpoint blasts from afar via satellite.

Consequently, Martial Arts Grandmasters slowly withdrew from prominence.

Two centuries back.

Esteemed Huajin Grandmasters swayed royal decrees.

Today.

Huajin Grandmasters lurk in shadows, wielding less sway than celebrity icons.

Furthermore, ascending to Grandmaster proves exceedingly rare.

Across the Martial Arts domain, new Grandmasters emerge perhaps once every few years.

This shifting balance.

Hints that soon, technology will eclipse martial ways entirely.

Pondering these matters.

A fierce urgency gripped Lu Yuan.

Firearms inflict scant damage on the bizarre entities.

Should martial arts wane.

Humanity confronting the bizarre ahead would lie helpless, vulnerable to whims.

He was determined to alter this destiny!

...

Lu's Martial Arts Hall.

The vast training arena held few souls.

Just a handful of students performed dawn routines.

"Hmph! Hah!"

A plump young tot trailed the students, copying their strikes and stances.

His wide eyes gleamed vividly, features finely chiseled.

Dressed in a tiny uniform suited for drills, he evoked the hall's endearing emblem.

Yet his stature remained petite.

His motions teetered unsteadily, footing precarious.

Resembling an inebriated fellow, he looked quite amusing.

"Little Junior Brother, that's not how you throw a punch."

"Ease up, avoid getting injured."

"Martial arts merely toughens the form; Little Junior Brother, focus on books instead and aim for scientist later on."

A few students observed him, grins lighting their faces.

Three days prior.

Lu Yuan abruptly declared his wish to study martial arts.

Still,

His father deemed him too tender, fearing potential harm.

Besides,

Amid martial arts' downturn, pursuing it offered dim prospects.

Unable to fend off Lu Yuan's insistent pleas, Father Lu yielded with reluctance.

Initially,

All assumed it mere childish whim.

How much could a two-year-old grasp?

The thrill would fade, leading him to quit naturally.

Yet Lu Yuan showed remarkable perseverance.

Daily, he reached the training area earliest.

And,

Every strike unleashed full vigor.

Witnessing Lu Yuan's earnest commitment,

The group comprehended at last,

This Little Junior Brother meant business!

"Ah!"

Post morning session,

Lu Yuan collapsed onto the floor, utterly spent.

Soreness wracked his limbs, sweat soaked his form.

Nevertheless, deep within, elation bloomed like a reaper's ample yield.

For with the God-tier Talent [Heaven Rewards Diligence]'s grace.

Each drill of forms yielded tremendous gains.

[Practicing punches once, significantly improves physical quality.]

[Practicing punches ten times, Wind and Thunder Fist Entry Level!]

[Practicing punches a hundred times, Root Bone Talent improves!]

[Practicing punches a thousand times, Wind and Thunder Fist Great Success!]

[Practicing punches ten thousand times, you break through to External Strength Perfection!]