My Simulated Road to Immortality-Chapter 1659 - 1385_2

Chapter 1659 -1385_2

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“Daoist!” Li Fan exclaimed in a trembling voice, his legs shaking as if ready to flee.

“Don’t panic!” Another voice appeared again.

The third Jiao Xiuyuan revealed himself within the Thousand Miles Hall.

His destiny remained unchanged, still bound by golden chains.

“Let’s see how much you can shoot!”

With a hint of anger, ten voices emerged simultaneously. freёwebnoѵel.com

Inside the Thousand Miles Hall, branches sprouted everywhere. Ten identical Jiao Xiuyuan figures emerged in turn.

Faced with such an eerie spectacle, the Three-Eyed Homunculus found himself momentarily stunned.

After a brief pause, he shot forth golden chains to ensnare his target.

But he could only spray out three chains at the same time, seemingly reaching his limit.

As if drained, he returned to his previous dormant state once again.

“You want to catch your grandpa Jiao? You’re still too green!” Jiao Xiuyuan scoffed arrogantly and coldly.

Seven voices followed in succession.

When he finished speaking, six of them transformed back into withered branches, shrinking from the ground.

Only one remained, staring at the six versions of himself bound by chains.

He slowly approached and touched the golden chains.

“This thing…”

It turned out to be illusory; Jiao Xiuyuan’s hand passed straight through as he touched it.

Li Fan, seeing this, curiously attempted the same.

He also couldn’t make contact.

“It seems to be formed by the innate divine power of cultivators from the Chenyuan Realm.”

“Quite remarkable, indeed.”

Jiao Xiuyuan tried for a long time but still couldn’t grasp its essence, sighing in admiration.

“Jiao… Daoist Jiao. It seems, perhaps, this mechanical homunculus’s true target is you?”

“Could it be that the infant appearing in our ancestors’ dreams generation after generation—is you? Did the mechanical homunculus come to our world specifically to hunt you, Daoist Jiao?” Li Fan’s expression was full of dread, and his tone grew increasingly horrified.

“But that doesn’t make sense. Daoist, you don’t seem that old. The timeline doesn’t match. Could it be, you’re a descendant of that infant?” Li Fan studied Jiao Xiuyuan, his face marked by confusion and unease.

“I should be that infant myself,” Jiao Xiuyuan said candidly.

“What?” Li Fan’s eyes widened in shock.

“I’ve lived far longer than most people,” Jiao Xiuyuan said in an understated tone. “But for most of that time, I was in a state of unknowing, acting purely by instinct.”

“Honestly, I do have some hazy memories of my childhood experiences, though most are buried deep in my spirit consciousness and are nearly forgotten. After this ordeal, however, some of it is beginning to resurface.”

Jiao Xiuyuan’s tone grew distant and uncertain.

“Daoist Jiao, are you truly an Outer Realm cultivator?” Li Fan asked, staring at him intently as if trying to uncover hidden truths. His expression brimmed with curiosity and excitement.

“I suppose… I am,” Jiao Xiuyuan said hesitantly before nodding slightly.

“I have no recollection of anything before crawling out of that orb. But since this doll chasing me originates from beyond the Xuanhuang Realm, I imagine my hometown must be from there as well.”

“No wonder I instinctively sought to cultivate techniques that split myself into thousands—to hide and evade pursuit, perhaps?” Jiao Xiuyuan’s tone became inexplicably reflective.

Li Fan found himself sighing in wonder, staring at him in disbelief. “It’s truly unimaginable how you survived alone from infancy all the way to founding the Thousand Miles Hall as an industry.”

Jiao Xiuyuan waved his hand dismissively. “It’s not that difficult, really. From the time I gained consciousness, as long as I followed my instincts, I rarely faced genuine hardship. Most challenges resolved themselves naturally. Although, business is an exception.”

“Making money—now that’s truly tough!” Jiao Xiuyuan suddenly remarked somewhat inappropriately, sighing.

“I originally sought to resolve my calamities but inadvertently dragged Daoist Jiao into this. If not for me, this doll would have lost its momentum and likely wouldn’t have come looking for you.” Li Fan looked remorseful.

Jiao Xiuyuan took it lightly: “What is destined, cannot be avoided. Besides, this time, I might have turned misfortune into fortune.”

Li Fan was taken aback. “How so?”

“Life in the Xuanhuang Realm has lasted too long. By habit and exposure, I inevitably walked the path contrary to the Logic of Heaven and Earth.”

“It has indeed been helpful. If not for Tianzun’s New Method, I might have died as a child.”

“But some of the methods from my homeland were buried due to this and became harder to recall.”

“Without this incident…”

Jiao Xiuyuan’s expression started to blur.

He seemed to be recalling some vital information from the depths of his mind, his brows furrowing intermittently.

His eyes grew increasingly luminous.

Li Fan could faintly sense a profound and mysterious aura emitting from Jiao Xiuyuan, rippling uncontrollably.

Jiao Xiuyuan seemed to uncover something, glancing around him.

A glimmer of shock flashed in his eyes.

“Fix!”

Just as he was about to pierce through the illusion array, Li Fan spoke coldly.

The scene before Jiao Xiuyuan shattered abruptly.

“Daoist Jiao, Daoist Jiao!”

“Why the daze? Are you selling the Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldron as promised or not?”

An impatient voice urged him in his ear.

Jiao Xiuyuan jerked slightly, floods of information suddenly poured into his spirit consciousness.

It turned out he’d painstakingly excavated a batch of pristine Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldrons from the remnants of the Medicine King Sect.

Not only could they be used as storage magic treasures, but they intrinsically contained spiritual energy spaces capable of cultivating various spiritual plants and herbs—truly invaluable.

“Sell. Of course, I’ll sell…” Jiao Xiuyuan instinctively responded.

Just then, he abruptly recalled that he had already heard from a cultivator skilled in derivation that soon, a Fire Meteor would fall back to Xuanhuang.

That meteor, in essence, could very well be the Medicine King True Cauldron that had taken the entire Medicine King Sect away years ago.

By then, the remaining Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldrons in the world would serve as the keys to entering the True Cauldron. Inside the True Cauldron were the remnants of the Medicine King Sect’s greatest treasures.

As the key to entry, the Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldron’s value would undoubtedly skyrocket!

“Not selling!” Thinking of the massive profits soon to be made, Jiao Xiuyuan’s heart raced, and he instantly changed his mind.

“Daoist Jiao, how can you go back on your word?” The cultivator across from him grew anxious.

Jiao Xiuyuan swiftly gathered up all the Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldrons in one sweep and shut the door on any further guests.

His thoughts were already occupied with plotting how to inflate the cauldrons’ price as much as possible.

“Hmm?”

Jiao Xiuyuan faintly felt like he’d forgotten something incredibly important.

But in the face of immense business interests, he decided to shelve it for the time being.

…

Outside the illusion array, in the real Xuanhuang Realm.

Li Fan stared at the several tightly bound chains before him, his expression dark and somber.