My Longevity Simulation

“What? Outpost code-named Jiaxu, is running out of supplies, teetering on the brink of life and death, and urgently needs reinforcements?”

(TL Note: I previously removed name of outpost but from now on, I will include it.)

“How could this be? Didn’t Leng Yingyi just receive a batch of supplies?”

“They actually let you, a mere Formation Master, take such risks. What a bunch of incompetence!”

“There was a new-born maze blocking the way on the journey? No wonder…”

“You actually managed to escape from such a maze, you’re quite lucky.”

“Ah, it’s just a pity. I’m a bit slower, and there isn’t much life left.”

…

Amid the continuous exclamations of the cultivator in the azure robe named Hao Hui, Li Fan roughly recounted his experiences along the way.

Except for concealing some details possibly related to the Heavenly Doctor within the Maze of Chaos Stone, everything else was told truthfully without any embellishment.

After learning of Li Fan’s actions, looking at this cultivator with white hair, serene face, and an aura of calmness despite the dire circumstances,

Hao Hui’s eyes flashed with a trace of respect.

A cultivator of such high integrity was extremely rare, even within the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

His expression solemn, Hao Hui said softly, “Friend, rest assured and recuperate. I will immediately dispatch personnel to Jiaxu outpost, and will certainly not let down your desperate plea for help.”

Li Fan coughed lightly and nodded slightly.

Everything that needed to be done had been done. Clearly, this body could no longer withstand any further strain.

If he wanted to function normally again, he needed proper recuperation.

Hao Hui withdrew, closing the door behind him.

At the same time, Li Fan felt the shadow in the corner of the room also disappear.

“There are still 57 years of remaining time in this world. Although I can use some longevity treasures again, my situation is somewhat similar to Immortal Sage Jicheng now. We are both nearing the end of our lives, and the effect of longevity may not be as good as imagined.”

“Even if there isn’t much time left to live, it doesn’t necessarily mean I can’t achieve my goals.”

…

Just as Li Fan was lost in thought with closed eyes,

At the forefront of the Broken Palm Immortal City, in a hidden place facing the abyss.

Countless demonic sounds gushed out from the nearby void abyss, pouring into this space continuously through a gap, without any hindrance,

It was as if the indescribable voices from the deepest layer of purgatory were constantly echoing and raging here.

The powerful, pure demonic sounds seemed to even affect the structure of space.

One distorted and terrifying face after another kept forming here.

And before these inexplicable faces, there sat a figure.

His appearance was unclear, but his body shape was strangely undulating, like the flowing waves of a river, constantly flickering.

The demonic sounds, which would usually cause a change in expression in ordinary cultivators, seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

Moreover, those twisted faces formed by the reverberating demonic sounds, after approaching him, seemed to be directly captured, merging into his body.

His figure swayed and undulated, while the faces disappeared without a trace.

Yet, he remained incredibly calm.

Suddenly, he waved his hand.

A cyan stone gate rose, blocking the gap in the space here.

The demonic sounds gradually diminished.

The light dimmed abruptly, and all the remaining demonic faces vanished in an instant.

His body swayed even more violently.

“Lord Shaokun.”

A black shadow appeared beside him, transforming into a black-robed cultivator.

He recounted what he had just witnessed to him.

A moment later.

“Is this matter true?” There was a hint of doubt in Lord Shaokun’s tone.

“Based on my observations, Li Fan did not lie. And indeed, his lifespan has almost been devoured by the Elemental Devouring White Mist.”

“I’m afraid if he had been a bit slower that day, whether he could survive would be uncertain.”

“Before I came here, I also confirmed with Jihong Daoist that Li Fan’s identity was legitimate.”

“On the path to outpost, there are indeed traces of the appearance of a newborn maze.”

“But now that it has retreated back into the depths of the white mist, it should be just an occasional event.”

The black-robed cultivator replied.

Lord Shaokun fell silent for a while upon hearing this.

“Such touching deeds, of course, should be known to more people.”

“Especially now, when people’s hearts are fluctuating, there needs to be a stark contrast to make them feel ashamed.”

“You go and handle this matter.”

A moment later, Lord Shaokun spoke slowly.

The black-robed cultivator nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, he glanced at Lord Shaokun, hesitated to speak.

“Hmm?”

The black-robed cultivator paused, then asked, “Yan Huan has been suspended in the center of the Immortal Fort for continuous whipping for eleven days now.”

“When will he be released?”

“If this continues, that kid won’t hold on much longer.”

“Although it’s a performance, the ‘Demonic Sound Whip’ is definitely real.”

The black-robed cultivator said cautiously, afraid of angering the person in front of him.

However, Lord Shaokun did not blame him: “Originally, letting him intentionally spread rumors was to rectify the atmosphere within the Immortal Fort.”

“Now that we have such a good publicity target, his role is dispensable.”

“Let him down tomorrow.”

“Send a Soul Recovery Pill to him and let him rest well.”

The black-robed cultivator showed joy on his face and said, “Thank you, Lord Shaokun.”

He then quietly disappeared in this secret chamber.

For Lord Shaokun, the conversation just now seemed to be a trivial episode.

As the cyan stone gate fell again, the raging demonic sounds surged back in.

His body began to sway and undulate again.

…

Under Lord Shaokun’s promotion, within half a day, Li Fan’s desperate plea for help spread throughout the Eternal Immortal Fort.

There were doubters, but there were also deeply touched believers.

And as those like He Chen who were trapped in outpost were rescued and brought back for investigation,

The truth of the incident was confirmed.

Although there were still a few cultivators who stubbornly believed that all of this was a staged act,

But the vast majority chose to believe.

While marveling and admiring Li Fan’s righteousness, they couldn’t help but feel sorry for him having only a few decades of life left.

As for Li Fan himself, after receiving wave after wave of visitors, he finally welcomed a rare moment of tranquility.

“After some recuperation, I’ve managed to barely adapt to this aging body.”

“Although I can transform into a younger appearance, apparently it’s not as attention-grabbing as my current appearance.”

Completing the perfect conclusion of his initial reversal of cultivating Dao, the growth of his soul made Li Fan relish it.

So, Li Fan was preparing to start his second reversal plan.

“For the Tianxuan Soul Locking Grand Competition, my original intention was to pass by casually, just to go through the motions.”

“But now, I’m going to do the opposite.”

“I’ll invest all my limited remaining life into the construction of the array.”

“For the popularization of the Tianxuan Soul Locking, I’ll burn every ounce of my strength.”

“Until death.”

Just thinking like this, Li Fan felt goosebumps all over his body.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Li Fan put on a determined expression.

With slow and steady steps, he walked out of the room.

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