My Simulated Road to Immortality

The sect leader, Chu Youhong, completely disregarded the lives of his fellow disciples and fled into the skies with the treasured Heaven Brush Paint and numerous items from the Sect Treasure Vault.

Although it did to some extent distract the fighters of the Sect of the Stroke and Glyph, it was outrageous for a Sect Leader to abdicate his responsibility in such a way.

The remaining cultivators of the God Brush Sect, who were still battling fiercely, felt an incredible amount of resentment.

If their opponents were not so ruthless and left no survivors, they would have surrendered and joined the Sect of the Stroke and Glyph on the spot.

In this battle, apart from Chu Youhong and a few lucky ones who managed to escape, almost all members of the God Brush Sect were killed.

Although the Sect of the Stroke and Glyph failed to grab the Heaven Brush Paint, they swallowed up a large portion of the God Brush Sect’s territories and resources, hence increasing their power significantly. They became one of the top sects in the surrounding area with a resounding reputation.

As for Chu Youhong, it was as if he completely disappeared from the world along with the Heaven Brush Paint.

Twenty years later, a surviving cultivator from the God Brush Sect ran into Chu Youhong and angrily asked him why he ran away without concerning about the lives of his fellow disciples.

Chu Youhong showed no remorse or guilt, and uttered words that have been passed down to this day in the long history of the Xuanhuang World.

“Even if all of you die, it doesn’t matter.”

“As long as I’m alive, the God Brush Sect also exists.”

“The master handed the God Brush Sect over to me before his death, I definitely can’t let it be destroyed in my hands.”

Chu Youhong spoke as if it were a matter of course.

The cultivator was left speechless upon hearing this. He wanted to refute Chu Youhong’s words, but he couldn’t say a word.

He originally decided to take revenge but forgot about it. He just stood there, stunned, as Chu Youhong drifted away.

Because his words were so radical, they quickly spread across the Immortal Cultivation World at the time.

There were those who laughed at him, while others perceived his words as an enlightening saying.

There were even people who disagreed with Chu Youhong’s actions and thought about teaching him a lesson personally.

But after this incident, the man seemed to have evaporated from the world, no one ever saw him again.

It was not until the Great Calamity descended and the Sect of the Stroke and Glyph inexplicably collapsed overnight that people began to suspect, could it be his doing?

…

“To act selfishly for the public, it’s indeed a behavior that ordinary people can hardly understand.”

Li Fan tasted this carefully and then exclaimed.

“Perhaps the spy from the Sect of the Stroke and Glyph who had indeed climbed to the position of eldest senior brother, but still chose to betray and seize by force, did so for this reason.”

“After recognizing the true nature of his master, he felt like he would never inherit the Heaven Brush Paint through normal means. Driven to desperation, he resorted to such extreme measures.”

“If you encounter such an odd person, there doesn’t seem to be a better solution.”

Li Fan shook his head slightly and started to search for the term “Nanming”.

He did indeed find some fragmented information about “Nanming Demon Mountain”.

However, when he wanted to examine it further, he discovered that his authority level was insufficient.

“Demon Mountain…”

“It seems to be related to the surviving demonic beasts of this world.”

Li Fan’s eyes flashed, and he made a note of it.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the anchored 10th year.

This year, apart from the minor frictions between various border states and the Five Elders Organization, there were no disturbances in the other states.

The same was true for Misthaven Ocean.

As a special clerk of the Martial Arts Battle Hall, Li Fan didn’t have to complete any specific tasks.

He only had to stop by the Martial Arts Battle Hall to have some tea and then report his attendance.

If he didn’t have time, he could spend some Contribution Points to assign the task to another cultivator.

So, his life was quite leisurely.

After handing over the third gathered fifteen million contribution points, totalling twenty-three million with the principal and interest, to He Zhenghao..

He Zhenghao was stunned on the spot after seeing the astronomical number of contribution points.

He took a good half-day to come back to his senses, his eyes red from shock.

For a fleeting moment, He Zhenghao couldn’t help but entertain the idea of absconding with the funds.

But as soon as he thought about the owners of these contributions, he sobered up immediately.

Unless he blatantly deserted to the Five Elders Organization, it would be a case of being rich but not being able to spend it.

A rational He Zhenghao began contacting those who had invested in the past, returning their contribution one by one.

The cultivators who received their returns were overjoyed.

However, He Zhenghao’s next sentence caused them to feel both regret and disappointment.

“Due to circumstances beyond our control, Master Li’s fundraising plan has to be suspended.”

He Zhenghao sighed slightly, saying, “Everyone, please return! When the storm blows over, and Master Li decides to restart the fundraising, I will notify everyone.”

His words were equivocal.

But such vague statements were more likely to stir up speculations among the people.

Circumstances beyond control? Wait for the storm to pass?

This Master Li had even managed to bury a Nascent Soul Monk with money.

Yet now, he had no choice but to halt the fundraising.

“He must have crossed someone’s interests. Hiss…”

The cultivators present showed an enlightened expression. After exchanging glances, they remained silent.

While they were angry at not being able to ride the windfall to wealth, they also felt indignant for Li Fan.

“Be sure to notify me first when everything is back to normal.”

They all privately told He Zhenghao so.

He Zhenghao, who had accepted many gifts and made a small fortune, naturally agreed without hesitation.

The reason Li Fan paused the accumulation of contribution points was because the total amount had inflated too rapidly, verging on the brink of spiraling out of control. He wanted to take a momentary break.

But he did indeed receive a warning from within the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals.

“Well, it’s fine. First, let them yearn for it. Once the Crimson Blaze Ocean event is near, I’ll restart the initiative.”

Li Fan didn’t pay much attention to this matter.

When the cultivators who profited from the fourth round of investment began to use their contribution points, raising their own strength.

Feedback from their cultivation, like rivers pouring into a sea, continuously emerged within Li Fan’s Dantian.

Even without actively cultivating, his cultivation level was increasing steadily every day.

Let alone the fact that the effect of the Enlightenment and Enlightenment Pills hardly ever ceased for Li Fan.

In just a short year, his progress was equivalent to decades of arduous cultivation for ordinary cultivators.

Li Fan felt that his Golden Core Perfection was within reach, perhaps soon, he could prepare for the Jindan Array.

During this year, he visited Bodhisattva Island every three months, extracting some of Ye Feipeng’s Kunpeng Essence Blood for research.

His understanding of the power of the Kunpeng Bloodline gradually deepened.

Along the way, Li Fan also made another trip to the Fallen Immortal Realm.

Xu Ke had received a commission from Lu Ya to deliver a wooden box to Nanming.

This wooden box was extremely important, sealed by several different powers.

Li Fan even sensed the aura of the Emperor Tri-Moa on it.

So, for the rest of the trip, Li Fan accompanied Xu Ke, traveling onboard the Azure Luan Bird.

The land of Nanming seemed very far away from the Beast Taming Sect.

They hadn’t even reached their destination when their time ran out.

Thus, they had to call off this trip to the Fallen Immortal Realm abruptly.

And so, time rolled around to the 11th year.

This year, the long-lost Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters would reappear in the world.