Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever

Lances stood tall like a forest.

White banners fluttered in the air.

Inside White Crow Tower.

In the reading hall.

Unlike the desolate, death-ridden world outside, the interior of the sorcerer tower was filled with light. Magitech lamps embedded with soul stones emitted a soft glow, illuminating every corner of the tower.

Knight-attendants stood silently, maintaining order in two neat rows.

Beside them were the iconic extraordinary creatures of the tower—white crows, standing a meter tall and possessing the power of an apprentice sorcerer.

Sorcerer apprentices moved about quietly. They had only just begun their journey into sorcery and were not yet qualified to disregard the rules of the tower.

“I don’t think that’s right. The spell formula for Sorcerer’s Hand shouldn’t be modified. Instead, we could try integrating Soul Medium No. 95, fully stirring it to enhance its performance.”

“Sorcerer’s Hand is just a First-Ring spell. No matter how much you enhance it, its potential is limited. What we should be doing is adding elf blood, dragon teeth, and goblin eyeballs to create an entirely new type of potion!”

“Mad! Arkatis, you old fool! If you want to get scolded by the Tower Master, don’t drag us into it!”

Unlike the apprentices, who remained quiet, the full-fledged sorcerers engaged in loud, passionate discussions.

Some were excited.

Some were deep in thought.

Each pondering the path of sorcery in their own way.

Some even greeted Xu Xi, hoping to form ties with the newly arrived young sorcerer.

“As expected, in a world like this, only sorcerers can maintain a semblance of normal life,” Xu Xi mused as he nodded in response to the familiar sorcerers, recalling the barren, ruined landscapes he had encountered before.

Undead calamities.

The dead rising again.

For ordinary people, danger lurked at every moment.

But from a sorcerer’s perspective, the undead hordes were still manageable.

At least, as long as the Kingdom of Aoka had the Four-Ring Sorcerer Tower as its anchor, it would not collapse so easily.

“Strength is the first requirement for survival.”

Xu Xi stepped into the reading hall. In the section reserved for full-fledged sorcerers, he used soul stones to purchase access to various books.

“The Worldly Travels of Harry the Sorcerer”

“Comprehensive Compendium of the Undead”

“World Map and Major Races—103rd Revised Edition”

“Records of White Crow Tower—Volume Sixteen”

The sound of activated spell formations echoed softly in the empty hall.

Xu Xi placed his soul stone, and the magical seals turned transparent, unlocking the books. Once he retrieved them, the seals returned to normal.

As a full-fledged sorcerer, he had privileges.

Private reading rooms.

Unrestricted borrowing rights.

The ability to pay for copied texts.

To save time, he opted for a private reading room, where the tower’s silence-enchantments ensured complete focus as he delved into his research.

“Hmm… Should’ve expected this.”

“All records related to the truth of what happened a thousand years ago are vague—mostly speculation and conjecture.”

Xu Xi flipped through the pages.

“Well, that’s to be expected. After all, the Four-Ring Sorcerer of White Crow Tower has already left this place.”

“Without a high-tier sorcerer to oversee it, the availability of crucial information would naturally be limited.”

…

[White Crow Tower’s records are not as complete as you had hoped.]

[However, compared to the fragmented information you gathered from villages and towns at the beginning of the simulation, this is undoubtedly far more detailed and useful.]

[You carefully study the texts.]

[You read thoroughly, analyze critically, and extract the most valuable pieces of information.]

[You do not find the true culprit behind the Netherworld’s invasion, but you uncover other critical details—such as how, every ten years after the undead calamity, the sorcerer world experiences a massive wave of death.]

[It is the world’s struggle against its impending demise.]

[Each wave increases the number of undead and gradually gives rise to higher-tier undead beings.]

[You quietly commit this to memory, recognizing its significance.]

[You study the world map and gain a foundational understanding of the sorcerer world’s geography.]

[You read through the records of White Crow Tower, learning about the broad historical changes in the sorcerer world over the past few centuries.]

[You keenly observe—]

[Since the undead calamity a thousand years ago, mid-to-high-tier sorcerers have grown increasingly rare. Their names gradually stopped appearing in records.]

[Once again, you sigh, realizing that this world is indeed filled with hidden secrets.]

[You study the Undead Compendium, gaining a comprehensive understanding of most undead species—their weaknesses, habits, and unique characteristics.]

[Unexpectedly, you learn that through the division of soul fire, undead can reproduce offspring.]

Flipping through pages, recording notes, and absorbing knowledge.

Lacking the boundless wisdom of a true scholar, Xu Xi could not deduce all things as effortlessly as one might in a world of magic.

However, the sorcerer world revolved around the soul. His thought process was not slow.

Taking breaks in between, repeating the cycle, he finally finished reading the necessary materials.

“Now, I have a general picture.”

Although this information did not directly increase his strength, it was foundational knowledge—precisely what he needed most.

Until now, this fifth simulation had been like a fog-covered landscape.

But at last, a corner of that fog had lifted, revealing a glimpse of the truth.

And it was neither beautiful nor safe.

“This time… I probably won’t end up as a sacrificial offering.”

Xu Xi summoned the simulation panel and studied the three active traits.

His fingers traced the embossed lettering on the book covers, the tiny ridges brushing against his fingertips.

The opening of this fifth simulation was relatively peaceful compared to the others.

Yet, the looming sense of destruction was deeper than ever, hanging over all beings like an inescapable fate.

Even with his sacrificial trait, in a world as hopeless as this, he might not even get the chance to be sacrificed.

…

[You remain composed.]

[After acquiring fundamental knowledge about the sorcerer world, you quickly formulate your basic plan.]

[First, you decide to advance to a Two-Ring Sorcerer within the Kingdom of Aoka.]

[After that, you will gradually explore the world, seek the boundary between life and death, observe the changes in this dying world, and experience the rare phenomenon of a world’s demise.]

[A bleak, restless life begins.]

[Using White Crow Tower as your base, you slowly refine your sorcery, learning theories that were lacking in the real world.]

[You become a visiting lecturer at White Crow Tower.]

[By teaching apprentices, you earn access to the tower’s exclusive spells.]

[First-Ring Sorcery: Crow Summoning.]

[This spell allows you to summon ordinary crows, as well as supernatural ones. White Crow Tower profits from selling these crows.]

[You do not purchase a white crow. Instead, you use a familiar skeletal bird, infusing it with soul fire and embedding three Nether Crow feathers, mutating it into an incomplete Nether Crow.]

[The Soul Collector passively radiates its aura—]

[The Nether Crow trembles in submission.]

[The Nether Crow bows to you.]

[Year Four of the Simulation. You are 21 years old.]

[After extensive undead hunting, your soul strength has skyrocketed. Simultaneously, you’ve gained some renown within White Crow Tower.]

[You self-studied alchemy and magitech.]

[An old sorcerer, long stuck at the First-Ring level, is astonished by your talent, claiming that you have the potential of a Two-Ring Sorcerer.]

[You consider responding… but ultimately say nothing.]