Only a hundred years of lifespan.
Ascending to the Grandmaster realm merely injected some life energy into this physical body, allowing for an extra decade or so of life.
Chen Hao, in his final moments, reaching the Grandmaster realm in this life was neither good nor bad.
For the Prince's Estate, with several Grandmasters within its ranks, many of whom were young, the odds of victory against an aging Grandmaster like Chen Hao were naturally high.
After inheriting his father's title, Chen Hao was also a Prince, with these few Grandmasters at his disposal. In reality, whether he himself became a Grandmaster had little impact on the Prince's Estate.
To others, it would have been better for Chen Hao to focus on developing the Prince's Estate's influence rather than being so engrossed in martial arts.
Over the years, due to Chen Hao's constant immersion in martial arts and his refusal to fulfill the duties of a Prince in cultivating power, the Prince's Estate had been in decline, and its demise within three generations was not an impossibility.
Because of Chen Hao's inaction, the Prince's Estate's influence had been virtually expelled from the imperial court.
The heir was almost like a waste, spending his days bullying others and indulging in debauchery, yet possessing no capability.
With such an heir, the family fortune would likely be completely ruined shortly after Chen Hao's death.
More enemies were already eyeing the Prince's Estate.
They were simply waiting for Chen Hao's death.
But Chen Hao himself did not care about this.
From the perspective of ordinary people, Chen Hao, with his Grandmaster cultivation in this life, was simply a martial arts fanatic.
What was the purpose of practicing martial arts?
Was it not to rise above others, to achieve wealth and status, and to command a vast influence?
These were the true objectives.
Martial arts were merely tools to achieve these goals!
They were simply a means of transcending class.
If some people practiced martial arts for the sake of practicing martial arts,
In the eyes of ordinary people, this was putting the cart before the horse. A mortal's life was only a hundred years; practicing martial arts every day without enjoying the privileges that martial arts brought, what was the point of practicing martial arts?
Did they intend to become martial arts lunatics?
In their eyes, Chen Hao was precisely such a martial arts lunatic.
He had spent his entire life practicing martial arts.
But this was only from the perspective of ordinary people.
As someone who had achieved virtual immortality through the save-and-load function, the notion of wasting a lifetime on martial arts held no regret for him.
It was merely "one life."
With the Life Simulation System, he could have many "lifetimes."
A mere hundred years was not precious to him.
Chen Hao felt it was worth it to exchange a hundred years for his comprehension of martial arts.
When he loaded the game and returned to his youth, all his internal energy would be depleted. Both his body refinement strength and internal energy, as well as his soul strength, would be reset.
However, the experience of the Grandmaster realm, the comprehension of the martial way, would not be erased.
This was the meaning of his life.
Laying the foundation of comprehension for the next life.
Would a former Grandmaster, reborn into his youth, take a few more steps on the martial path?
The answer to this question needed to be answered by Chen Hao himself.
In the darkness, Chen Hao fell into a brief slumber.
Then, when Chen Hao awoke, he had loaded the game and been reborn into his youth.
Looking at his small hands and feet, then at the training ground where he was, and his father teaching him martial arts.
Chen Hao smiled.
"In my previous life, although I reached the Grandmaster realm, I was already old and frail, with no further progress possible."
"In this life, I will undoubtedly reach the pinnacle of the martial way."
Calmly cultivating his mind.
Chen Hao began to adapt to his body, which possessed only a shallow amount of internal energy, and to the environment of his youth.
A hundred years felt like a dream.
He could still see his friends from his youth, and his father, who had long since passed away.
This was the benefit of rebirth.
And compared to ordinary reborn individuals,
Chen Hao was even luckier.
Because he could be reborn countless times.
Not just once.
Ten years later.
In front of the Prince's Estate, looking at the crowd of reluctant people, Chen Hao waved goodbye with a flourish.
He said to the middle-aged man standing at the forefront, "Father, although the imperial capital is filled with countless experts, it can no longer satisfy my needs."
"I will travel to the thirty-six kingdoms of the Northwest and spar with martial artists from various countries to continue my martial path."
After speaking, Chen Hao departed with a flourish.
The middle-aged man, who was Chen Hao's father, stopped Chen Hao's mother from trying to hold him back.
"Hao'er has only practiced martial arts for a mere ten years and has ascended from the Houtian realm to the Grandmaster realm!"
"This is a Grandmaster at the age of twenty-five!"
"How many people never achieve the Grandmaster realm until their death? My son, not yet thirty, has already reached the Grandmaster position. His future is limitless."
"Please do not stop him any longer."
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with anticipation for Chen Hao.
In the Yun Kingdom, although the martial arts culture was prevalent and there were many martial artists,
The Houtian and Xiantian realms could be reached through cultivation resources. However, the Grandmaster realm was already a spiritual comprehension. Even with vast resources, without fully understanding various martial arts, one could not enter the Grandmaster realm.
If Houtian and Xiantian realms were numerous and insignificant in the Yun Kingdom,
Grandmasters held a certain status in the Yun Kingdom.
The illustrious Prince's Estate only had a few Grandmasters as retainers, merely for show.
Even the Prince's Estate could not afford a Martial Grandmaster.
Now, Hao'er, at only twenty-five years old, had ascended to the Grandmaster realm, truly a rare prodigy in a thousand years.
Among the younger generation in the imperial capital, none could match him. The youngest Grandmaster martial artist in the Yun Kingdom before him was thirty-two years old.
Hao'er had broken this record and become the leader of the younger generation. Such strength and potential indeed could not be confined by a mere Prince's Estate.
By traveling through the thirty-six kingdoms of the Northwest, he might be able to cultivate to the realm of Supreme Grandmaster in martial arts.
Fifty years later.
Chen Hao stood on the border between two warring kingdoms in the Northwest.
He held a long sword, and behind him lay the corpses of martial artists, one after another.
A total of three hundred and fifty corpses.
If someone knowledgeable were to examine these corpses, they would discover that their former identities were extraordinary. The weakest among them was a Grandmaster, and among them, thirty had reached the realm of Great Grandmaster, a state of profound connection with heaven and earth.
These were undoubtedly powerful individuals. If they were alive, they could have formed a powerful force capable of influencing a nation.
But today, they had all perished here, becoming souls vanquished by Chen Hao's sword.
"I intended to temper my martial path with these martial artists."
"Yet, I did not expect that after a bloody battle with so many experts, I would still be a hair's breadth away from the Supreme Grandmaster realm."
"These opponents are not enough!"
Chen Hao sighed.
In this life, at the age of fifteen, he already possessed the martial arts experience of a Grandmaster.
How long would it take for a martial arts Grandmaster, reborn into his youth, to cultivate back to the Grandmaster realm of his previous life?