Bored Gamer in Other Worlds-Chapter 1064 Fortune

Jade’s life had settled into a comfortable and almost luxurious routine. Days slipped by as she indulged in her newfound freedom, far removed from the oppressive reality she once knew.

Every morning, she would rise leisurely, enjoy an extravagant breakfast, and spend hours immersed in books—no longer restricted to the simple, uninteresting texts of her past.

Now, she devoured complex volumes on history, philosophy, and even cultivation techniques, though not with the intention of practicing them.

They were just entertainment to her, a stark contrast to the desperate survival mode she once lived in.

Occasionally, she would accompany our bored gamer who had pulled her from her former life, on excursions into the city.

These outings were always pleasant, allowing her to explore the markets and streets like an aristocrat, far removed from the shadows of her past.

The Jade that wandered the bustling avenues now bore no resemblance to the broken pleasure slave she once was.

Her transformation was undeniable. She carried herself with the grace and poise of a young miss from a noble family, her posture straight, her gaze filled with quiet confidence.

Her appearance had also changed dramatically. Dressed in the finest silks, embroidered with gold and silver threads, Jade now looked every bit the part of a wealthy lady.

Her soft skin glowed with health, and the slight hollowness in her cheeks, a reminder of her former suffering, had vanished entirely.

She radiated beauty and strength, though what was most astonishing wasn’t her physical transformation—it was her cultivation.

Jade’s cultivation had advanced at a speed that defied all logic.

She had already reached the Foundation Establishment realm, a stage most cultivators would struggle for years to attain, and was rapidly approaching the Core Formation realm.

Such progress was unheard of, especially for someone who didn’t even seem to be trying. Jade didn’t spend hours meditating, training, or cultivating like others in pursuit of enlightenment.

She didn’t pore over cultivation manuals or force herself through grueling exercises designed to temper the body and spirit.

All she did was eat the meals Matthew cooked for her, as if they were ordinary food, yet somehow, her cultivation soared.

It was as if her power came from the simple act of eating, a concept so absurd that it would have sounded like a fairy tale to any serious cultivator.

The resources required for such effortless advancement were nothing short of astronomical.

Normally, to break through these realms, one would need rare herbs, spiritual treasures, and elixirs worth kingdoms.

Yet here was Jade, defying convention, her strength growing with every bite of the meals Matthew prepared.

The more time passed, the more obvious it became that Jade’s rapid progress was not the result of her own effort but of something far more mysterious and powerful—something linked to Matthew himself.

It was as if his presence alone, or perhaps the food he cooked, held an otherworldly energy that nourished her in ways that defied understanding.

This truth was something she did not question; she simply accepted it, grateful for the second chance at life and the power that came so effortlessly.

And so, Jade’s transformation continued.

She no longer thought of herself as the weak, powerless woman she had once been, but as someone reborn, elevated to a life that surpassed even her wildest dreams.

And all of this astonishing progress occurred in just one month.

Normally, such a feat would be reserved for the elite prodigies born into powerful and ancient clans, those whose every step in cultivation was carefully nurtured with rare treasures, top-tier cultivation manuals, and a constant supply of spiritual resources.

These rich geniuses, privileged from birth, would have access to boundless support from their families, making breakthroughs that others could only dream of.

Even for them, achieving what Jade had in such a short time would still be considered extraordinary.

Yet here was Jade, someone who hadn’t even trained or cultivated in the traditional sense, soaring through the realms of cultivation with nothing more than daily meals and casual ease.

The cost of such effortless growth was unimaginable—resources so vast that they could bankrupt entire kingdoms.

In this world, where spiritual energy was finite and sought after like a precious commodity, the amount needed to fuel Jade’s progress was incomprehensible.

Still, none of this seemed to bother our good gamer.

He acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world to casually propel someone through cultivation realms that would normally take others decades to achieve.

The truth was, our bored gamer’s wealth and resources far surpassed anything the most powerful clans in the xianxia world could ever dream of.

What they would consider a fortune was nothing more than pocket change to him.

Throughout his long, storied life, Clark had accumulated treasures and resources from countless worlds and dimensions, hoarding them in quantities that defied imagination.

If he were to reveal even a fraction of what he possessed, it could cause a frenzy that would shake the foundations of this xianxia world.

His wealth was so overwhelming that if he ever chose to lay it all out in the open, it could quite literally bury the entire world beneath it.

Mountains of spiritual stones, oceans of rare elixirs, artifacts of immense power—all hidden away, untouched, for longer than most could comprehend.

To our good gamer, aiding Jade’s cultivation was little more than a trivial investment, something he did without a second thought.

What others would see as an impossible expense was, to him, merely a drop in an ocean of limitless wealth.

He had lived for so long, experienced so much, that such matters had long ceased to carry any real significance.

His focus lay elsewhere, on things beyond the reach of ordinary mortals and cultivators alike.

And so, while the world around them continued to struggle for resources and power, Jade’s meteoric rise in cultivation carried on, fueled by Clark’s unimaginable wealth.

To those looking from the outside, it would seem like a divine miracle, an impossible tale of fortune and favor.

But for our bored gamer, it was simply another day in his endless existence, where wealth and power were nothing more than tools to shape the world as he saw fit.

One day, Maxwell knocked on the door of our bored gamer’s door.

"Master, you’ve been invited to the city’s annual auction," Maxwell announced, holding a letter carefully in his hands.