My Simulated Road to Immortality-Chapter 1656 - 1384: High Wall Welcomes Numerous Guests
Chapter 1656 -1384: High Wall Welcomes Numerous Guests
Once, twice.
Li Fan’s Divine Sense swept over repeatedly, yet he couldn’t pinpoint what had caused the Immortal Array to misjudge around this Storytelling Master.
“Perhaps it’s not because of him personally…”
Furrowing his brows, Li Fan began carefully examining the nearby objects.
Finally, his gaze landed on the blackwood clapper used by the Storytelling Master.
“This thing…”
It appeared unremarkable, just an ordinary pitch-black slab.
But the moment Li Fan grasped it, he felt a refreshing chill penetrate his Divine Soul.
“Hm?”
Ever since attaining enlightenment in the [Infinite Fulfillment and Emptiness Method], Li Fan’s Divine Soul had remained in a state of “Perfection,” sustaining itself at its absolute limit. Even with minor injuries, it could instantly recover using the Power of Five Elements and Primordial Circulation.
His Divine Soul had already reached a formidable Realm, capable of growing only incrementally with breakthroughs to his cultivation base. In truth, ever since he advanced to the God Transformation Stage, Li Fan’s Divine Soul had not strengthened further.
And now, with the infusion of this cold aura, Li Fan felt his Divine Soul slowly solidify, as if the bottleneck was loosening!
“Hiss… What kind of treasure is this blackwood clapper?” Amid his excitement, Li Fan became even more vigilant.
After all, the strength of his Divine Soul had reached a level comparable to the Xuanhuang Longevity Realm.
Once one approached the limits, improvement was no longer achievable merely through effort.
“Within the Mystic Immortal Boat’s Mi Chang, treasures abound, yet I’ve found none useful to me. And to think the Xuanhuang World still conceals…”
Li Fan cautiously laid down an Immortal Array to isolate the blackwood clapper.
He then searched the Spirit Consciousness of the Storytelling Master for clues about its origins.
It was not some heirloom steeped in legend but was made from a tree in the man’s courtyard that he had chopped, carved, and polished himself.
Li Fan brought the man, named Ge Daoquan, back to his home.
In the courtyard, the lush, emerald-green tree still stood tall.
The moment he entered the yard, Li Fan sensed something unusual.
It was akin to stepping out of the scorching summer sun into a comforting shade.
Two words.
Peaceful!
For an ordinary cultivator, the sheer contrast might have caused them to moan with relief right then and there.
Li Fan took a deep breath, his vigilance still intact, and slowly approached the tree.
The leaves began to rustle, though no wind stirred.
Unique trees—especially those with mystical properties—were not uncommon to Li Fan, given his many experiences through Reincarnation.
In the Xuanhuang World, there were Wanspirit, Celestial Flower, Leyline energies—ancient entities like the Xuanhuang Three Trees and the Ruo Mu, origin of living beings.
In the depths of the Mystic Immortal Boat, there was a God Tree tied to the Ancient Divine Wood Sect.
But all of these differed from the tree before him.
None of them—neither the Three Trees nor Ruo Mu—were as simple.
Each bore sentience and an eerie, uncanny essence reminiscent of spirits or monsters.
But this courtyard tree…
It was purely a tree.
Pure, yet extraordinary.
The crisp sound of the leaves colliding gradually unraveled the tension Li Fan had harbored throughout this lifetime.
Li Fan did not know the name of this tree.
At this moment, he felt no urge to seek answers. He simply sat cross-legged beneath it, contemplating in silence akin to Enlightenment.
A gentle breeze stirred, dislodging dozens of glossy green leaves that drifted downward.
Like radiant streams, they flew into Li Fan’s body.
Li Fan’s eyes slowly closed.
When they opened again, ten days had passed.
The struggles, the despair from the hundred lifetimes of Reincarnation—the constant fear of monstrous beings of unfathomable cultivation bases emerging without warning, the near-death moments followed by lingering dread…
All these burdens, entrenched deep within his soul, had been wholly erased.
It felt as if he had slept soundly and completely.
His body and spirit, inside and out, were rejuvenated.
Standing up again, Li Fan felt an unprecedented clarity in his mind.
He gazed at the tree in the courtyard.
Its extraordinary aura receded, appearing in his eyes as nothing more than an ordinary tree.
Just a simple, plain tree.
Li Fan found himself recalling the fleeting images that flashed during his ten-day slumber.
Memories drawn from the tree itself.
A streak of brilliance tore across the heavens, crashing near the tree. freёnovelkiss.com
Lifeless and still, it resembled a blood-stained, charred sphere, as though it had been burned to the brink of destruction.
Over time, the sphere’s eroded shell began to fall away.
From within crawled a newborn baby.
The baby did not wail incessantly as most newborns might. Instead, it looked around, eventually settling on a direction, and began to crawl forward with resolute determination.
Soon, it disappeared from the tree’s view.
As for the sphere’s outer shell, under wind, sun, and rain, it dissolved gradually, turning into nourishment absorbed by the tree.
…
In the heavens, tremors and fiery flashes abound, hinting at a brutal cosmic warfare underway.
A shadowy figure silently approached the tree.
“How can it be just a tree?”
“Could the lock-on device have malfunctioned?”
“This cursed place…”
In the man’s hand stood a mechanical one-eyed miniature figure. Its golden eye gleamed, pointing unwaveringly at the tree.
The man’s expression showed both confusion and urgency as he tinkered with the contraption, yet the figure’s gaze did not waver.
Frustrated, the man cursed aloud and threw the mechanical doll to the ground.
From above, cultivators seemed to have noticed the man below.
The man’s expression changed slightly, and he escaped as a streak of golden light.
Days later, the mechanical doll lay buried deep beneath the earth.
