My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 970: The Truth Revealed
Chapter 970: The Truth Revealed
“The Immortal Ancestor has attained the Dao for many years, and his strength is unfathomably profound. It’s best not to underestimate him.”
“Not to mention a million cultivators, even if all the cultivators in the Xuanhuang Realm were gathered together, they might not be able to defeat the Immortal Ancestor.”
After his initial shock, the seemingly shy young man quickly regained his composure. Clearing his throat, he offered this well-meaning advice.
“Hmm…”
“There’s some truth to that. After all, he’s an existence that has dominated the entire Xuanhuang Realm for thousands of years…”
Seemingly persuaded by the young man, the arrogance on Li Fan’s face faded, replaced by a gradually solemn expression.
“But there’s no need to fear him excessively.”
“If he really pushes me too far, at worst, I’ll trigger the Immortal Ruins’ [Hunger] Immortal, and we’ll all perish together!”
Unexpectedly, after only a brief moment of calm, Li Fan’s tone shifted, and he spoke coldly.
The content of his words caused the Dharma-Transmitter’s expression to change drastically.
In the Xuanhuang Realm, very few cultivators knew of the existence of the Immortal Ruins.
And those who knew that a True Immortal had passed away within the Immortal Ruins were even rarer.
He wasn’t sure about the Five Elders Association, but among the Dharma-Transmitters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, only he knew of this matter.
It was something the Immortal Ancestor had personally told him years ago.
And now…
Dharma-Transmitter Jiang stared at the unremarkable cultivator before him, his thoughts racing as he speculated about the man’s origins.
“Someone who knows such a secret must have come into contact with powers beyond the Longevity Immortal Realm.”
“The Xuantian Secret Techniques, a legacy from the Immortal Realm. It must be a remnant of the Xuantian Sect, no doubt about it.”
“I never imagined that after all this time, the Xuantian Sect still lingers like an unyielding ghost. And they might have even infiltrated the upper echelons of the Immortal Alliance…” ŘＡƝộBĘS̩
While pondering, Dharma-Transmitter Jiang subtly guided Li Fan: “Unless it’s absolutely necessary, it’s best not to choose mutual destruction.”
“After all, reaching the current situation was no easy feat. Wouldn’t it be a pity to give it up so easily?”
Li Fan nodded in agreement: “Seven years of planning in this world—if I were to abandon it just like that, I’d truly be reluctant.”
Dharma-Transmitter Jiang’s heart trembled again: “Seven years of planning?”
“Only seven years?”
“How is that possible?!”
“When did our Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance become so easily infiltrated?”
Dharma-Transmitter Jiang was inwardly furious, and he once again scrutinized the Xuantian Sect cultivator before him.
“Or perhaps, is he deliberately deceiving me?”
Dharma-Transmitter Jiang couldn’t help but wonder.
But after observing for a while, he silently shook his head, dismissing his own suspicions.
“All Things Are Like Me” was not a technique or divine ability. It was an unparalleled innate trait he was born with.
Any living being that came into contact with him face-to-face would perceive him as “themselves.”
Suspicion, secrets, and defenses—emotions typically reserved for others—would not arise when facing Dharma-Transmitter Jiang.
If their lives were threatened, they would instinctively protect him as they would their own lives.
Over thousands of years in the Xuanhuang Realm, Dharma-Transmitter Jiang had never encountered a being immune to this trait.
Even the Immortal Ancestor from back then was no exception!
Otherwise, how could he, with his unremarkable strength and talent, have steadily held the position of the foremost Dharma-Transmitter?
This ability was indeed extraordinarily powerful; to him, there were no enemies in the world. If he wished, he could uncover the secrets of nearly anyone.
If there was any flaw, it was that it only reached the level of “Like Me.”
Not “For Me.”
Indeed, almost all beings would not harbor suspicion toward “themselves.”
But if they began to doubt the authenticity of the “self” that Dharma-Transmitter Jiang portrayed, they would still attack him.
Back then, the Immortal Ancestor saw through him in this way.
Therefore, he could only slowly extract information through various indirect methods. If he directly asked questions that the “true self” considered common knowledge, he risked being exposed.
Although there was this limitation, over the years, relying on this heaven-defying ability, he remained invincible. The number of cultivators who could truly see through him could be counted on one hand.
Other Dharma Transmitters were aware of his ability. Even with precautions, they were fundamentally unable to resist it.
They could only respect him from a distance.
For the sake of maintaining the overall order of the Dharma Transmitter group, he also voluntarily exiled himself to a blank small world called the Returning Ruins. From there, he remotely controlled many affairs of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.
The cultivator before him, though mysterious and unpredictable, clearly could not escape the influence of his innate ability.
“What he said should all be true.”
Making this judgment, Dharma Transmitter Jiang did not feel relieved. Instead, his heart grew even heavier.
“Seven years, seven years…”
Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s mind quickly sifted through all the events, big and small, that had occurred in the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance over the past seven years, trying to identify the traitor named Mo Rubin.
But the other party had obviously changed their name, leaving no clues whatsoever.
“It seems we still need to find a way through this person.”
As Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s thoughts raced, he responded, “Indeed, spending seven years is no big deal. But if we miss this opportunity, who knows how long we’ll have to wait to start over.”
“Heh, no matter. With [Truth] in hand, as long as it’s been achieved once, it can be replicated countless times…” Li Fan was speaking confidently when his words suddenly stopped.
He stared at Dharma Transmitter Jiang, his expression seemingly unchanged.
But Dharma Transmitter Jiang keenly sensed that the surrounding atmosphere had shifted!
“Hmm? Where did I reveal a flaw?”
“With [Truth] in hand, he can replicate a plan that was once achieved countless times?”
“What is [Truth]?”
“Could it be an immortal artifact left behind by the Xuantian Sect?”
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s mind.
However, he also realized he might have exposed himself. No longer bothering to conceal it, he seized the last moments while his innate ability was still effective and tried asking, “What is [Truth]?”
“What is [Truth]?”
…
The question echoed repeatedly in Li Fan’s sea of consciousness.
A gaze devoid of any emotion locked onto Dharma Transmitter Jiang.
Then, the million gods and demons that had been wreaking havoc and destruction across the Xuanhuang Realm all returned in an instant.
Evil aura soared to the heavens, and the ghostly domain descended once more!
Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s expression changed slightly. He tried to sever the connection and retreat from this sea of consciousness.
But it was already too late.
The million gods and demons all let out earth-shattering roars directed at Dharma Transmitter Jiang.
The roars converged like a monstrous wave, crashing down with the momentum to destroy everything!
Amid the onslaught of the million gods and demons, a faint, inconspicuous ray of seven-colored divine light shot out.
It collided with Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s consciousness.
In the moment of contact, the Seven-colored Divine Light silently dissolved, injecting a trace of gray mold into Dharma Transmitter Jiang’s consciousness.
