My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 209: Illusory Dream Art and [Truth]

Chapter 209: Illusory Dream Art and [Truth]

"It's this! Give it to me quickly!" Seeing the ring, Ye Feipeng's face lit up, and he was about to step forward to grab it.

However, Xiao Heng easily dodged him.

"I found it. Why should I give it to you?" Xiao Heng showed a cunning smile, firmly holding the storage ring in his palm.

Ye Feipeng squinted his eyes, and a dangerous idea involuntarily flashed in his mind. However, after assessing the power gap between them, Ye Feipeng ultimately suppressed the turmoil within."Xiao Heng, we're all people from Dali. Now that we are stranded in the cultivation world with an uncertain future, we should unite."

"Shouldn't we avoid internal conflicts over a storage ring?" Ye Feipeng reasoned.

Xiao Heng nodded, "You're right."

"The things inside this storage ring shouldn't be monopolized by one person, right?" Ye Feipeng asked again.

Xiao Heng snorted, "Am I that kind of person?"

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but rejoice, "Take out the things from the storage ring, and let's share them between us."

"How can it be just the two of us? There's also Changyu and Xiaomei's share. Don't worry, I'll handle the distribution fairly. People from Dali don't deceive each other." Xiao Heng patted his chest, guaranteeing.

Ye Feipeng hesitated but had to endure temporarily, facing Xiao Heng, who was currently much stronger.

"In the future, I'll deal with you." Ye Feipeng thought to himself.

Xiao Heng appeared oblivious to the underlying tension.

Instinctively, he widened the distance between himself and Ye Feipeng, taking out items from the storage ring one by one.

A pile of communication talismans.

A pile of spirit stones, a tattered umbrella.

A slightly yellowed formation map, along with a white bone hand.

And then...

Nothing?

Xiao Heng was somewhat dumbfounded. To prevent himself from missing anything, he double-checked.

"Is this all?" Xiao Heng was a bit incredulous. "Is this cultivator so poor?"

"How is that possible!" Ye Feipeng completely disbelieved.

Snatching the storage ring, he examined it himself.

However, Xiao Heng indeed did not lie.

This Foundation Establishment cultivator left so little wealth!

No cultivation techniques, no decent spiritual treasures. These things were basically worthless!

It was far too different from the dream of overnight wealth!

Under the huge psychological gap, Ye Feipeng was immediately frustrated, and angrily threw the storage ring to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng quickly picked it up.

After a while, Ye Feipeng gradually calmed his disappointment.

"Perhaps it was because of the fierce battle earlier that he used up everything? Maybe he handed over valuable things to survive and keep his life?" Ye Feipeng speculated.

"Anyway, he's a Foundation Establishment cultivator. It's impossible for him to be so poor, right?"

"In my previous life, even as a Qi Condensation cultivator, I..."

At this point, Ye Feipeng's thoughts paused.

He carefully thought about his situation in his previous life.

Apart from communication talismans, there was almost nothing else in his storage ring.

After all, cultivation techniques, contribution points, and similar items couldn't be carried around.

"Actually, this cultivator might really be this poor?" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but hesitate.

"What's this pile of things?" Just when he was immersed in self-doubt.

He saw Xiao Heng squatting beside a pile of communication talismans, picking up one and preparing to test its function.

Ye Feipeng's expression changed.

He approached, snatched the talisman from Xiao Heng's hand, then threw it on the ground and picked up a stone. He smashed it vigorously.

"What are you doing!" Seeing this, Xiao Heng couldn't help but ask loudly.

"What do you know! This is a communication talisman. If you accidentally activate it, it could expose our information. When others come seeking trouble, we won't be able to escape!" Ye Feipeng snorted.

Without hesitation, he destroyed all the communication talismans left by Fan Li.

Xiao Heng understood that what Ye Feipeng did was right, but he was still a bit unwilling. "How do you know these are communication talismans?"

Ye Feipeng was about to say something but stopped.

"I just know." In the end, he replied with a lack of patience.

Xiao Heng had a disbelieving look on his face.

Ye Feipeng suddenly felt a surge of anger.

However, after a second thought, he took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger: "Forget it, forget it. He's just a little brat. Why bother with him when you're starting a new life?"

Ignoring Xiao Heng, Ye Feipeng, under the cover of the night, searched Fan Li's body again, attempting to find something else.

Unfortunately, he gained nothing.

Sighing, he said to Xiao Heng, "Come, lend me a hand. Help me throw him into the sea."

Xiao Heng was puzzled, "Why?"

Ye Feipeng felt a bit of a headache but patiently explained, "You want everyone else to know that we inherited the legacy of this Foundation Establishment cultivator? There wasn't much valuable stuff to begin with, and if more people share, we won't get anything!"

Xiao Heng couldn't help but nod seriously.

Watching Ye Feipeng struggling to move the body, Xiao Heng stepped forward and easily lifted the corpse. 

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but be astonished, "Why do you have so much strength?"

Xiao Heng was also puzzled, "I don't know. I didn't have this much strength before."

Ye Feipeng squinted his eyes, carefully observing Xiao Heng's body.

Under his perception, a lot of spiritual energy spontaneously flowed into Xiao Heng's body.

Unbeknownst to Xiao Heng, his physical body was being strengthened, and his cultivation realm was being elevated.

"What kind of innate talent is this?" Ye Feipeng couldn't help feeling bitterness in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. No matter how high his talent is, I am a reborn person."

"My goal is to become a Dao Integration Immortal Sage..."

Comforting himself in his heart, Ye Feipeng turned his head away and stopped looking at Xiao Heng.

They picked up many stones together and stuffed them into the corpse's clothes.

Then, with unified effort, they tossed the corpse into the sea.

Watching the body slowly sinking into the depths, Ye Feipeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Xiao Heng started making a fuss again, "Fatty, what did you mean by Foundation Establishment? When you looked at me with that expression just now, did you see something?"

"How do you suddenly know so much? Are you hiding something from us?"

...

Ye Feipeng turned a deaf ear, pretending not to hear.

Approaching the pile of spoils, he said, "Dawn is approaching. Let's divide these things."

Xiao Heng glanced at the scattered items on the ground and then scrutinized Ye Feipeng.

Eyes shifting, he said, "You first tell me what these things are!"

Ye Feipeng cast a disdainful look at Xiao Heng but still began to count them one by one, "Five hundred and sixty-eight low-grade spirit stones. Better than nothing."

"This umbrella seems to be a protective spiritual weapon? But it's already quite damaged, barely usable, and is not worth much."

"This formation map is in decent condition. Unfortunately, it's defensive in nature."

"It can be set up next to the flying boat to avoid disturbances from the wild beasts on the island."

Ye Feipeng explained.

Xiao Heng stared intently, pointing to the last remaining bone hand, "And this?"

"This is..."

Ye Feipeng picked up the bone and examined it carefully, unable to discern its purpose.

"I don't know about this. However, that cultivator named Fan Li was deceived by our Dali Emperor."

"This is not some legendary treasure. It just fell from the sky not long ago."

"Who knows what use it has."

Ye Feipeng explained with a sneer.

"Fell from the sky?" Xiao Heng exclaimed.

Then, he looked at Ye Feipeng with some admiration, "Fatty, how do you know everything? I've never heard of these things."

Under Xiao Heng's gaze, Ye Feipeng felt a bit complacent, "I know a lot."

Seeing this, Xiao Heng quickly said, "Then I'll choose this bone hand. Since you're so knowledgeable but you don't even know what it's used for, it must have a significant origin."

Ye Feipeng hastily said, "Then I'll take this pile of spirit stones."

"Alright!" Xiao Heng clapped his hands.

"This umbrella is for Xiaomei, and this formation map is for Changyu."

In an instant, the spoils were divided, and Xiao Heng nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing this, Ye Feipeng felt secretly triumphant.

"Talent is nothing. After all, he lacks the foresight of a reborn person like me. Choosing external items has no real use."

"Spirit stones can be converted into contribution points, which can then be used to exchange for cultivation techniques."

"With this pile of spirit stones, after joining the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, I can save a lot of time running errands. Sooner or later, I'll exchange for a Qi Condensation technique."

"In the cultivation world, cultivation techniques are fundamental!"

However, he still knew the principle of quietly getting rich, keeping his self-satisfaction in his heart without showing it on his face.

"Alright, it's decided. No backing out." Ye Feipeng extended his hand to shake with Xiao Heng.

However, after some thought, he, being a reborn person, couldn't act so childishly.

So, he retracted his hand.

"Keep the items in your possession for now. After it's safe and we can officially cultivate, you can distribute them to us."

Xiao Heng nodded and stored all the scattered items back into the storage ring.

"Let's go back to sleep. Move quietly, don't let anyone notice." Ye Feipeng whispered, then returned with Xiao Heng to the flying boat.

They fell into a deep sleep.

Under the moonlight, Li Fan, who had been concealing his presence and observing the two from start to finish, shook his head in secret.

"After all, he is not a true reborn person."

"He's just a nine-year-old child that has been forcibly fed a bunch of 'past life memories' that are far from perfect."

"Ye Feipeng's actions and habits are still quite child-like."

"The nature of his heart is still as innocent as a child's."

"They say experiences can influence and shape one's character to a certain extent. But my Cloud Water Illusory Dream Art is far from being able to change a person's character to that degree."

"I tried my best to weave genuine memories. During the days before leaving Dali, my mind and spirit were significantly depleted."

"Unfortunately, a person experiences too much in their lifetime."

"To completely fabricate every detail of a real life is still too difficult."

Li Fan suddenly thought of the third option that had never been used in [Truth] again.

Retaining the memory of one person close to oneself and being able to have that person inherit this memory.

"The disadvantage of this option of [Truth] is that it is uncontrollable."

"Perhaps combining [Truth] with the Cloud Water Illusory Dream Art might achieve the authentic regression I desire."

While thinking about this, Li Fan entered the flying boat.

He made everyone fall into a deep sleep.

From Xiao Heng's storage ring, he took out the bone hand.

He took a section of the hand bone and used it as a medium.

Then, he set up a ritual.

Afterward, with a light touch on Xiao Heng's forehead, he activated the Cloud Water Illusory Dream Art.

Immediately, Xiao Heng got up from the ground as if he was sleepwalking.

Under his breath, he recited silently.

"Blessings bestowed by the Celestial Sovereign of Xuanhuang."

An inexplicable force descended.

Xiao Heng's consciousness instantly appeared in Li Fan's leased pre-expedition realm.