My Simulated Road to Immortality

“As a result, Han Yi, who was originally destined to have his soul searched, was able to escape with his life.”

“Those who follow fate, everything goes as planned; those who resist fate, nothing goes in their favour.”

“Is this the power of fate…”

Li Fan finally got a taste of the agony of Song Yang, who desparately desired the Heavenly Mandate Mystic bird from Xu Ke during his Fallen Immortal Realm.

Gazing at the whirlpool, still rapidly spinning in the ruins, hesitating for a moment, Li Fan ultimately did not chase after it.

An ominous intuition in his heart told him that if he recklessly pursued, he would probably not witness a good outcome.

If something could make Li Fan, as he was now, feel a vague sense of danger, the vortex’s depths were definitely beyond the Minor World of mere mortals like Da Xuan, who had no extraordinary powers.

“Forget it, there’s always a way to catch the monk if you can’t catch the monastery.”

The Formless Killing Machine has already targeted Han Yi, even though it had temporarily lost its sense of him.”

Once he returns to the Xuanhuang World, Li Fan would immediately become aware.”

Turning back to the sea surface, all four cultivators from the Five Elders Organization had been totally annihilated under the Five Elements Annihilation Sword, leaving not a trace behind.

Li Fan took out the Shadow Stone, recorded the scene in the sky, then calmly returned to Ten Thousand Immortals Island.

The phenomenon of the four Nascent Soul cultivators falling together was truly a spectacular sight that lingered for a long time.

Even if this sea area was extremely remote, it still attracted many cultivators to watch.

After seeing the content of the manifestation clearly, they couldn’t help but be greatly shocked.

Four True Lords of Nascent Soul fell all at once?

What shocked them even more was that the culprit was the same person.

And it was none other than the famous Divination Master of the Misthaven Ocean, the monk from the Ancient Sect of Heavenly Secrets, Li Fan!

This raised even more queries in their hearts.

Wasn’t it said that Li Fan had slept for thousands of years and his cultivation had fallen to the Golden Core Realm?

How could he kill four Nascent Souls by himself?

Isn’t he adept at the path of deduction, how could his combat power be so astonishing?

These four Nascent Soul monks have never been heard of, who are they?

What grievances do they have with Master Li, triggering such a merciless execution?

In the midst of these suspicions, they hurriedly spread this explosive news to their friends and family.

Thus, the tale of Li Fan killing four Nascent Souls spread rapidly throughout the Misthaven Ocean.

On Ten Thousand Immortals Island, in the Martial Arts Battle Hall.

“Are you here for your reward?” The cultivator in charge of reception looked at Li Fan, feeling a bit perplexed, “What reward?”

“From my understanding, isn’t there a corresponding reward for successfully killing a Five Elders Organization’s spy?” Li Fan asked patiently.

While speaking, he took out his Shadow Stone and played back the scene he had just recorded.

“I killed four Yuan Ying cultivators from the Five Elders Organization,” Li Fan stated seriously.

“Cough, cough, cough…” The Martial Art Battle Hall cultivator suddenly choked and coughed heavily.

He snatched the Shadow Stone and, in disbelief, watched the playback over and over again.

After a good while, he looked at Li Fan, his face full of shock: “You… Please wait a moment!”

That said, he stumbled towards the depths of the Martial Arts Battle Hall.

“What did you just say?” A flurry of surprised voices could be faintly heard.

Not long afterwards, Li Fan was respectfully invited into the Martial Arts Battle Hall’s reception room.

Li Fan sat down carefreely.

It didn’t take long for a group of cultivators to flood into the hall.

“Master Li… we have confirmed that the images in the Shadow Stone are real.” A Nascent Soul cultivator in a brown, tight-fitting, martial robe, with a faint stench of blood on him, awkwardly said in front of Li Fan.

“May I be so bold as to ask if you’ve regained your cultivation level from the past?” He asked, looking at Li Fan with some expectation.

Li Fan took a sip of the Spirit Tea on the table. After savoring it and putting down the cup, he shook his head leisurely, “Regain all my cultivation levels? Not at all! Am I not still in the final stage of Golden Core realm? Isn’t it obvious?”

The atmosphere in the hall instantly solidified.

“Then…” The martial-robed cultivator was taken aback by Li Fan’s words.

A moment later, he angrily inquired, “Then how did you kill the four Nascent Soul monks from the Five Elders Organization?”

Li Fan slammed the table vigorously, startling everyone. He glanced scornfully at the crowd and said, “What era is this? Do you think I must kill people personally?”

“In ancient times, each sect was self-serving, cherishing their resources. They raised prices for their own benefit. High-level magic tools, talismans, and so on were always expensive and hard to find.”

“But now, the Immortal Alliance controls half of the Xuanhuang World, and the Tianxuan Mirror oversees planning, leaving no room for profiteering.”

“Now those high-damaging, one-use magic tools, formation diagrams, talisman papers are practically being given away!”

Li Fan spoke casually, “I’ve just awoken, so of course I have to consider my own safety. Isn’t it normal to buy some for emergencies?”

At Li Fan’s words, the martial-robed cultivator finally caught on. Stunned he blurted out: “You mean you killed those four Nascent Soul cultivators by relying on borrowed resources?”

Li Fan raised an eyebrow: “What? You don’t think so?”

Then with a pop, he took out several Sky-Rending Liu Jinlei Thunder and placed them on the table from his Storage Ring.

The hall of the Martial Arts Battle Hall suddenly became a bit chaotic.

But Li Fan didn’t stop there.

Anger Burning Sky Formation Map, Eight Wilderness Annihilation Divine Thunder, Soul Anchor Needle, Sealing Demon and Subduing Monster Flag…

One after another, the expensive killing tools from Li Fan’s collection were piled up on the table in front of everyone.

The hall of the Martial Arts Battle Hall fell silent instantly.

All the cultivators drew back, their faces turning pale at the sight of the mound-like pile of consumable magic tools.

“And adding those, is it enough?”

“If not, no problem. I’ve got some stuff with even greater power,” Li Fan asked indifferently.

The yellow-robed cultivator wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, repeatedly saying, “Enough! Enough! Master Li, please keep these things away first! If they accidentally explode here, we’ll be in big trouble!”

Li Fan nodded with satisfaction, waving his hand to take back his armaments.

The cultivators in the Martial Arts Battle Hall released a breath of relief.

Even though these weapons are regularly sold by the Tianxuan Mirror and their power has been reduced, the sheer quality and quantity of them are incredible.

If we were hit by those, it’d be more than a handful not only for Nascent Soul monks but even for God Transforming Immortal Monarchs!

“It’s said that this guy can easily gather and accumulate wealth by using the Art of Deduction. Seems it’s indeed true.”

“Having money is really good. The pile of stuff he’s got is worth half a year’s budget for our small team.”

“I heard you could invest through He Zhenghao. Seems worth considering.”

…

Everyone in the Martial Arts Battle Hall was lost in thought, with different expressions on their faces.

“Since there is no problem, let’s talk about my reward!”

“To deal with those black-clad cultivators from the Five Elders Organization, I’ve spent quite a bit. You can’t expect me to lose money on this deal, right?”

After another sip of tea, Li Fan slowly looked at the crowd.