My Simulated Road to Immortality

“We can’t say for sure, besides the Cloud and Water Scroll, there must be other opportunities within the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters.” Sikong Yi remained calm, fixating his gaze on the increasingly magnificent anomaly in the sky.

“Even with that many opportunities, I’m afraid none can compare to the Cloud and Water Scroll.” Han Wuyou shook his head.

Sikong Yi was somewhat surprised, “Can you elaborate?”

“The world is concerned only with the one hundred thousand contribution points, blinded by it. In reality, they’ve overlooked where the real opportunity lies.” Han Wuyou smirked slightly.

“What’s most important in cultivation? Background! Connections!” he reiterated.

“In my view, the real value of this Cloud and Water Scroll is to get acquainted with the senior who issued the task through this incident.”

“Being able to generously reward a hundred thousand contribution points, this person is at least at the God Transformation level. Even just having a brief chat with them, for the average cultivator, it’s game-changing.” Han Wuyou explained.

“If you could manage to secure a stable way to contact them, that would be a complete game-changer.”

Sikong Yi heard him and pondered the idea.

After a while, he slowly nodded.

During their idle chat, as a streak of blue light swept across the Misthaven Ocean, the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters officially opened.

Sikong Yi, Baili Chen, Han Wuyou, together with numerous other cultivators flew into it.

After several twists and turns, they survived the trial of Qin Tang without any dangers.

But while making their way deeper inside, the three of them inexplicably caught the attention of another group of cultivators.

An unexpected fight broke out.

The other party had the advantage in number and overall cultivation level.

Eventually, Han Wuyou fell during the fight, dying with his eyes wide open.

Sikong Yi, relying on the powerful life-saving ability of “The Secret of Swapping Day and Night,” somehow managed to survive.

Pressing on towards the Taiyi Hall in his memory, with an icy frostiness gripped Sikong Yi’s heart.

“How unpredictable the world is. Someone like Han should have had an immeasurable future. Yet, he died here so mysteriously.”

Remembering Han’s confident manner of discussion earlier, Sikong Yi felt a sense of melancholy.

Although they hadn’t known each other for long, Sikong Yi already considered him a close friend.

It’s a pity that the good die young!

Sikong Yi subconsciously touched a storage ring in his hand.

It was something he quickly took from Han Wuyou’s body, after seeing him fall.

As expected, Han Wuyou was extremely wealthy, the ring contained various array diagrams and magic tools.

There were also approximately ten thousand contribution points worth of spirit stones, and more importantly, several dozen communication talismans.

“Connections, Background….”

Sikong Yi kept repeating these words in his mind, the sadness in his eyes slowly fading.

“Han, you can rest assured. I will carry on living, for your sake!”

With Han’s life serving as a sacrifice, his subsequent actions went more smoothly.

Having passed the Insect Sage’s test, Sikong Yi, enduring the extreme pain of a thousand swords piercing his body, arrived on the square in front of Taiyi Hall.

At that moment, all was quiet with only him present.

Sikong Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, controlled his alter ego, and activated “The Godly Sword of Calming Seas”.

“The 165th generation direct disciple of the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters, Baili Chen, seeks an audience with the Taiyi Ancestor Master!” He shouted out loud.

The ground trembled, and he eventually managed to trick the Cloud and Water Scroll from the dazed turtle-snake monster.

After requesting for a teleportation out of the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters, Sikong Yi, pretending to be as calm as usual, headed directly towards the Ten Thousand Immortals Island.

All went smoothly, and he successfully returned to the Tianxuan Mirror.

His alter ego, Baili Chen, chose to complete the task by handing in the scroll.

“The TianXuan mirror cannot determine the authenticity of ‘The Cloud and Water Scroll,’ please wait.”

The response from the TianXuan mirror made Sikong Yi’s heart skip a beat.

“Even the TianXuan mirror can’t determine its authenticity? What use does this Cloud and Water Scroll have other than this miniature scene?” Even before Sikong Yi could finish pondering, the next message from the TianXuan mirror made him tremble dramatically.

“The task issuer…requests to visit your space, do you accept?”

“He’s here! He’s here!” Sikong Yi was taken aback momentarily, and then his heart began to pound heavily.

His blood boiled, Han Wuyou’s words before his death involuntarily resurfaced in his mind.

“The true opportunity comes, relationships!”

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Sikong Yi deeply inhaled to calm himself and said solemnly, “I accept.”

Soon after, an elderly man with white hair and a kindly face appeared before him.

Sikong Yi bowed politely and, with trembling hands, presented the seven-color model.

The elderly man took the Scroll of Mistwaters and studied it carefully, filled with emotion.

His cloudy eyes kept moving, as if he was reminiscing about something.

“What is the state of the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters now?” he asked.

Sikong Yi swallowed and stammered out his reply.

The elderly man didn’t seem to mind Sikong Yi’s nervousness.

He simply listened to Sikong Yi’s description, nodding occasionally.

When Sikong Yi had finished speaking, the Tianxuan Mirror Space fell into a long silence.

Sikong Yi looked at the kindly old man who stood still, seemingly lost in the past.

Han Wuyou’s words resurfaced in his mind.

“In today’s Immortal Cultivation World, it’s not enough to be brave and fierce. We need background, and connections!”

His heart beat faster and faster. In the end, he couldn’t hold back.

Gathering his courage, he asked, “Senior, is there anything else I can assist you with?”

The Celestial Doctor looked up, glancing at Sikong Yi.

Sikong Yi felt as if his heart had been squeezed violently, stopping it from beating.

His whole body seemed frozen, his mind halted its thinking.

After what felt like an eternity, he heard the man chuckle, “Well, there’s indeed something that you could help me with.”

“Make one more trip to the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters and leave this item there for me.”

With that, the elderly man took out a small white jade statue and handed it to Sikong Yi.

Sikong was overjoyed at his words.

However, he dared not show it on his face and carefully accepted the statue.

Upon closer inspection, the white jade statue didn’t seem special at all, except that it looked exactly like the old man in front of him.

“I won’t let you down, senior,” Sikong Yi pocketed the statue and replied solemnly.

“As for the reward…” The old man stared at Sikong Yi for a moment then said slowly, “Let’s still go with a hundred thousand contribution points.”

As the old man spoke, Sikong Yi received the tip that two hundred thousand contribution points had been credited to his Tianxuan Mirror.

Sikong Yi’s mind went blank.

It was only when the old man’s figure had long disappeared from the Tianxuan Mirror that his thoughts began to return.

“I earned a hundred thousand contribution points just by running an errand!”

“This senior… must be much more than a God Transformation cultivator!”

“Opportunity, a real opportunity!”

“Who knows how long it would take to accumulate a hundred thousand contribution points on my own! Now, a word from the big shots and I get it easily!”

“Han Taoist didn’t lie to me!”

Full of excitement about his bright future, Sikong Yi couldn’t help but let out a loud howl.

Once he calmed down, not daring to neglect the elderly man’s instructions, he rushed back to the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters.

The statue in his storage ring emitted a beam of white light, shooting straight into the sky.

It melted away and vanished.

Sikong Yi, having completed his task, let out a sigh of relief; since there was no one around, he quietly left.

Not long after, outside the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters, a hidden figure quietly emerged.

It was Li Fan.

“Celestial Doctor…”

“Hmph!”

Watching Sikong Yi’s retreating figure, he sneered in his heart.