My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 859
Following the principle of sustainable resource exploitation, Ji Shaoli did not choose an overly outrageous target for his first attempt at baiting with intent.
Although he was quite eager to see what would happen if figures like Mr. Bai, the True Immortal, Chaos, Hunger, or even [Truth] were turned into conceptual bait, the Fishing Pond was, after all, an Immortal Artifact of the highest grade, with unfathomable mysteries within.
If he acted recklessly, there was no telling whether he might end up fishing out some indescribable monstrosity, which could then wreak havoc—just like how, in the 115th cycle, the True Immortal had brutally destroyed the Xuanhuang Realm.
This cycle had only just begun, and the grand scheme had only started taking shape.
For now, Li Fan had no real intention of using [Truth].
“Perhaps, when this cycle nears its end, it will be worth a try.”
Returning to the first attempt at conceptual bait, Ji Shaoli chose to visualize the Seven-Colored Divine Light that Zhong Shentong had fished up in the previous cycle!
If like attracts like, what could be more fitting than an object that already exists in the brilliant starry sky itself?
At the same time, this was also an experiment.
If things went as expected, and known objects were indeed easier to reel in…Then, with [Truth]’s assistance, the difficulty of fishing could be significantly reduced.
As long as there were enough cycles and attempts, and if they could compile a complete catalog of items within the Fishing Pond’s orbs of light…
It might even be possible to empty out the entire Fishing Pond one day!
The most crucial aspect was that the Fishing Pond’s resource production was completely independent and unaffected by anything else in the Xuanhuang Realm.
No matter how Li Fan’s different schemes in each cycle led to diverging historical outcomes, the Fishing Pond would always remain the most stable source of treasured artifacts.
Its significance could not be overstated.
Of course…
This all depended on whether Li Fan’s hypothesis was correct.
Within the brilliant starry sky of the Fishing Pond, the thoughts of Ji Shaoli’s clone conjured up the characteristics of the Seven-Colored Divine Light he had previously witnessed Zhong Shentong wielding.
The Seven-Colored Divine Light was unceasing, stretching on without end.
Not only was its offensive power terrifying, but its speed was equally astonishing.
Even at the Foundation Establishment Realm, it could rival the abilities of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Additionally, it seemed to possess a hidden protective function.
Back in the 114th cycle, Zhong Shentong was able to use the Seven-Colored Divine Light to travel freely through the White Mist, remaining completely unaffected by its energy-draining properties.
A true all-in-one ability, excelling in attack, defense, and escape, with endless applications. Obtaining it would mean never needing another artifact.
Even with Li Fan’s vast experience across countless cycles, the Seven-Colored Divine Light still ranked among the most miraculous abilities he had ever seen.
If it was already this formidable at the Foundation Establishment Realm…
Then at Soul Transformation, Dao Integration, or even Longevity Immortal Realm, what kind of inconceivable abilities would the Seven-Colored Divine Light manifest?
As Ji Shaoli continued his visualization, a blurred, seven-colored glow began to take form at the end of the dangling fishing line.
Since he only knew its external properties and had not actually mastered it like Zhong Shentong, the conceptual bait he formed was slightly different from the real Seven-Colored Divine Light.
However, the moment the bait took shape, it was as if a single droplet of water had fallen into a pond—
Ripples spread outward in all directions.
Countless orbs of light within the Fishing Pond reacted in various ways.
The vast majority remained completely unmoved, as if they hadn’t sensed anything at all. These were predominantly white, with a few blue orbs mixed in.
A few, however, seemed to recognize something familiar and drifted toward the conceptual bait in curiosity. These were mostly a mix of blue and purple.
Yet, as they drew closer, most of them seemed to realize something—
And did not take the bait.
Ji Shaoli paid no attention to these low-quality light orbs.
Instead, he focused his mind, carefully observing whether any golden or even higher-quality light orbs would be attracted.
However, just as Zhong Shentong had explained, the range of influence of the mental bait was extremely limited.
The invisible ripples quickly diminished after spreading a certain distance, eventually vanishing completely into the endless starry sky.
The outcome of this fishing attempt was clear.
He failed to reel in the Seven-Colored Divine Light.
His only gain was a blue light orb containing a defensive magic treasure.
He casually put it away, but Ji Shaoli felt no disappointment.
He simply waited patiently for tomorrow.
At the very least, this attempt proved that the method of visualizing existing objects in the fishing pool was indeed effective.
It was just a matter of bad luck—his cast had not reached an area where the Seven-Colored Divine Light could detect it.
“Although this is like searching for a needle in the ocean, I have enough room for trial and error. No rush.”
“But ordinary cultivators don’t have nearly as many opportunities to keep trying as I do…”
“Perhaps the technique that accompanies the fishing pool has a way to cast the line more precisely.”
Ji Shaoli gazed at the shallow yet unfathomable waters of the pool, contemplating in silence.
“I wonder if a genius cultivator with extraordinary talent could reverse-engineer the method of controlling the fishing pool based on their needs. Although it is an immortal artifact…”
“But in the end, it is still just an artifact. Compared to a true immortal, there should still be a vast gap.”
A white figure flashed through Ji Shaoli’s mind.
In the following days, Ji Shaoli continued his persistent attempts with unwavering patience.
Each time, he used the same mental bait—always the Seven-Colored Divine Light!
The light orbs within the fishing pool seemed to possess a certain intelligence.
As the invisible ripples of the Seven-Colored Divine Light were sent out more frequently, fewer and fewer orbs were drawn in and willing to take the bait.
At first, Ji Shaoli was still able to fish up some blue light orbs.
But later on, blue light orbs became almost nonexistent.
Even white light orbs appeared less and less frequently, with the vast majority of his casts coming up empty!
Observing Ji Shaoli’s fishing progress, Zhong Shentong couldn’t help but shake his head in silence.
Yet Ji Shaoli did not feel frustrated.
On the contrary, he grew increasingly excited.
Because when all the wrong answers are eliminated, what remains must be the only correct answer!
And so, Ji Shaoli continued casting empty lines for twenty consecutive days.
On this day, Zhong Shentong saw Ji Shaoli slowly rise from beside the pond, seemingly still empty-handed.
He could no longer hold back and offered words of comfort: “Fellow Daoist, do not be disheartened. In the Dao of Fishing, returning empty-handed is the norm. As long as you can endure the solitude, one day, luck will shine upon you, and you will catch the great fish you seek.”
Ji Shaoli’s expression remained calm.
“Daoist Zhong’s words are absolutely true.”
“I completely agree.”
“My sixty days of meditation have not been in vain…”
“I have finally gained a small reward.”
Hearing Ji Shaoli’s response at first, Zhong Shentong nodded repeatedly.
But the more he listened, the more he felt something was off.
A trace of astonishment surfaced on his face.
And then, accompanied by a dazzling golden radiance descending upon them, his astonishment instantly turned into utter disbelief.
In Ji Shaoli’s hand, a golden light orb emitted an incomparably brilliant glow.
It was like a second sun, so radiant that everyone inside the small temple was momentarily blinded.
