My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 893
Being able to make Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword set aside fixed time for one-on-one guidance—
this alone proved that the unremarkable black sword must hold extraordinary significance.
Li Fan slowly swept his divine sense over it.
No matter how he examined it, this was nothing more than a lump of ordinary iron, as if he could snap it in half with ease.
Yet, at the very moment when the Wood Sword lost its spirituality and the other remnant swords wandered in confusion, the black sword itself began undergoing subtle transformations.
“It’s like being slowly tempered in fire, burning away the dross and keeping only the essence. On the surface it looks simple and unadorned, but in truth, like the Wooden Sword itself, it embodies ‘all laws return to one, the Great Dao is found in simplicity.’”
Gradually, Li Fan discerned the hidden mystery within it.
“Could it be… that Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword is attempting to create another body for himself?”
This sudden thought surged in Li Fan’s heart.
The other remnant swords might still need a very long time before they could fully transform into pure conceptual existences. But this black sword, having received special attention from Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword, was already very close to completing its transformation.“Perhaps this is also one of the reasons why Wooden Sword was willing to leave together with Shuofeng,” Li Fan mused.
Looking at the not-yet-fully-formed black sword, Li Fan temporarily dismissed the idea of taking it away.
“It will probably need another ten years or so…”
“This can be regarded as a fruit of Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword’s labor. If I were to take it away, then within the Spiritwood World, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s dominance would be firmly established.”
Although he still did not understand why Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword would go to such lengths, this did not prevent Li Fan from putting it to use when the time was right.
Returning to his original place, he lingered in the Sword Tomb for several more days.
When he could no longer comprehend anything new from the Wooden Sword, Li Fan reluctantly departed.
Before leaving, he used a secret method to conceal the Sword Tomb once again and left behind a mark.
The moment anyone intruded, he would immediately sense it.
“With the affairs of the Heavenly Sword Sect settled, next is the Medicine King Sect.”
The location of the Medicine King Sect ruins was no secret. It lay deep within a desolate mountain range in Liuxian Prefecture.
Over the years, cultivators had long since scavenged it clean, leaving behind only worthless scraps of metal scattered across the ground.
When Li Fan arrived, within a hundred li radius he found no trace of any other living person.
The air was suffused with a faint foul stench that instinctively stirred disgust in one’s heart.
“Indeed, the Medicine King Sect acted in a way that pleases me,” Li Fan thought to himself.
“Even when the entire sect was preparing to flee, they deliberately left behind such nauseating miasma, ensuring their old sect grounds could not be easily occupied by others.”
This unique stench was deliberately cultivated by the Medicine King Sect.
It had merged into the very earth itself, persisting for thousands of years without dispersing.
Unless it was purified, no one would willingly live in a place saturated with such filth.
Vile as it was, the method proved extremely effective.
Li Fan looked over the fairly well-preserved ruins. Following the directions given by Jiao Xiuyuan, he entered an abandoned workshop.
Enduring the foul smell, he circulated his spiritual power and dug out several small Medicine King Cauldrons buried deep underground.
“There are thirty-six cauldrons?”
Li Fan’s expression shifted slightly.
Though he had previously entrusted Jiao Xiuyuan to excavate them, the man had sworn there were only a little over twenty.
“Ah… Fellow Daoist Jiao, Fellow Daoist Jiao…”
Li Fan shook his head and silently recorded this debt.
As per habit, he carefully searched the place again.
Other than these cauldrons, the Medicine King Sect indeed had nothing else of value left.
Without further delay, Li Fan turned directly toward the Purple Heaven Sect.
At the same time—
Haixuan Island.
Ji Shaoli suddenly felt a wave of unease in his heart.
“Strange. I clearly made ample preparations. By reason, even if a Dao Integration cultivator came personally, I should still be able to retreat calmly.”
“But where is this sense of danger coming from?”
Always trusting his own premonitions, Ji Shaoli suddenly stood up, his expression growing increasingly grim.
He paced back and forth repeatedly, yet the feeling of danger did not subside.
On the contrary—it intensified.
His heart thumped violently, as if a great disaster was about to descend!
Ji Shaoli knew something was wrong.
After inspecting the island’s teleportation array, he discovered that it had indeed been sealed, unable to activate!
“Trying to trap me like a turtle in a jar?”
A cold glint flashed in Ji Shaoli’s eyes.
He tried to activate an instant-movement array, but it too had lost its effect.
It was as if some force had sealed the entire space around Haixuan Island!
Although startled, Ji Shaoli did not lose his composure.
Holding a withered branch in his hand, he felt the surging power of the earth veins beneath his feet—it remained unrestricted.
He let out a slight sigh of relief.
After a period of growth, Lin Ling—who followed the Dao child Liuli every day—had also made great progress in strength.
Moreover, as her spirituality increased, her bond with the ancient Earth Vein Tree grew even deeper.
From it, she had obtained this Earth Vein Withered Branch. Anyone holding it could travel freely within the earth veins.
With a method of escape in hand, Ji Shaoli did not leave immediately.
Instead, he wanted to see who exactly was targeting him.
To be able to shut down the bidirectional teleportation formation of Ten Thousand Immortal Island, and to render useless all the connections he had spent so much contribution value maintaining…
All of this only proved the enemy’s strength.
Definitely not something the Xiang Clan—merely a regional overlord of one prefecture, could achieve.
Ji Shaoli was unafraid of exposure; he only wished to clarify the cause of failure.
Humming a little tune, he brewed two cups of spirit tea.
Patiently, he waited for his guest to arrive.
The members of the Mutual Aid Association on Haixuan Island had already been dismissed by him under some excuse.
As for the two Earthly Wonders he promised to Kou Hong and Dao Xuanzi, Ji Shaoli had already provided them with detailed information.
Whether they could find them and survive… depended entirely on their own fortune.
He did not have to wait long.
Suddenly, the figure of a young man appeared beside Ji Shaoli.
What made Ji Shaoli’s pupils contract sharply was that the youth appeared without any trace of aura fluctuation—as if he had been standing beside Ji Shaoli all along.
And what shocked him even more…
He had seen this youth before!
“A Dharma-Transmitting One?!”
Ji Shaoli blurted out.
It was none other than the true body of Li Fan. Back in the Fallen Immortal Realm, during the scene when Ning Yuan obtained the Longevity Fruit, Ji Shaoli had searched the soul of an early member of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance—and saw among the memories one of those cultivators spreading the New Law.
“Hm?”
Hearing Ji Shaoli directly call out his identity, the youth was slightly surprised.
“Interesting.”
His eyes burned brightly as he stared at Ji Shaoli.
The next moment, Ji Shaoli’s clone felt his mind and body completely frozen.
Even the contingency methods he had prepared beforehand to escape were rendered useless!
It was as if his soul was being drawn out, and upon Ji Shaoli’s body, a vague shadowy figure began to emerge.
Just at that moment—
Two streams of seven-colored radiance suddenly surged forth, striking toward the youth.
Yet the instant they neared him, they were pinched still between his two fingers—unable to advance even half a step further.
“This is…” The youth looked at the seven-colored divine light in his hand, his eyes flashing with a trace of curiosity.
Flipping his hand, he suppressed and stored it away.
Then, once more, he turned his gaze upon Ji Shaoli.
