My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 411

Chapter 411

“You’re not convinced?” Bin Yin asked, looking at Li Fan’s expression. He was used to this kind of reaction.

Li Fan didn’t answer.

Bin Yin pointed towards the orb of light ahead, and the shifting scenery spread out, revealing a part of the azure crystal within.

A beam of blue light shone upon Li Fan under the shimmering light and shadows.

“You can try to send a sliver of your divine sense into it, and you’ll see for yourself.”

Bin Yin said confidently.

Li Fan pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing, and then he split off a thread of his divine sense.

The moment it touched the blue light.

The beam retracted.

Dizziness came over him, and Li Fan closed his eyes.

The next moment.

His divine sense abruptly returned.

Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes, slightly stunned.

Sensing the memories his divine sense brought back, Li Fan couldn’t help but feel speechless.

He was born in the ?Great Plague Era?, an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator who was just a loose cultivator.

He had merely gone to the market to buy materials for alchemy, but he was accidentally infected by the Immortal Mortal Miasma.

At first, his body was weak, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded.

He thought it was a problem with his cultivation technique, so he took pills and forced himself into seclusion to practice diligently.

But after a night, when he woke up from seclusion.

He had lost all his cultivation, transforming from a respected Foundation Establishment cultivator into a powerless mortal.

He couldn’t accept this drastic change, and his body was becoming weaker and weaker.

Under the double blow, he died.

Survival time: seven days.

“The initial Immortal Mortal Miasma was quite terrifying.”

Li Fan slightly frowned, recalling his brief life.

Then he looked at Bin Yin, the commentator.

“I want to try again.”

Bin Yin smiled, not surprised at all.

He pinched a hand seal, summoning the blue beam again.

This time, Li Fan was born in the ?Wasteland Era?.

His original body was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had survived the brutal battles of the Great Dark Era.

His hands were stained with blood, and he never trusted anyone.

He was a lone wolf in the wasteland, a solitary cultivator.

After Li Fan took over, during a solitary exploration of ruins, he endured countless hardships and finally obtained a Dao Integration technique.

So he began to secretly search for information about the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, trying to break through to the Dao Integration realm.

Unfortunately, despite being extremely cautious, he somehow leaked the news.

He was ambushed by several cultivators in the wild and died a bitter death.

Survival time: three months.

Li Fan regained his senses and carefully considered these two encounters.

Then he said to Bin Yin, “Can I choose to start from scratch with a blank identity?”

Binyin seemed to understand what Li Fan was thinking and smiled wryly.

He lightly pointed, and the blue beam shot towards Li Fan again.

This time, he was born before the Great Tribulation descended, in the golden age of cultivation.

Sects stood tall, Nascent Souls roamed the earth, and Dao Integration cultivators were as common as dirt.

Li Fan was born in a small mountain village within the territory of the Red Flame Sect, and through the once-in-five-years “Ascension Grand Assembly,” he became an outer disciple of the Red Flame Sect.

He worked diligently for two years, finally successfully entering the Qi Refining stage.

He was about to be promoted to an inner disciple, truly stepping onto the path of cultivation.

But over a dispute for a spiritual vein, the Red Flame Sect and the Nine Suns Manor erupted in a great war.

Although he was extremely reluctant, he had no choice.

Li Fan, as cannon fodder, went to the battlefield.

He lasted less than two days before he was tragically killed in battle.

Survival time: fifteen and a half years.

…

“Could it be that you intentionally increased the probability of various misfortunes?” Li Fan looked at Bin Yin with suspicion.

Bin Yin shook his head, “People say the Immortal Path is good, but they don’t know that beneath the feet of an ordinary cultivator in the ancient times, lay the corpses of countless failures.”

“I see you still have doubts, well, let me convince you.”

Bin Yin’s expression turned slightly serious.

He pinched a hand seal, making the azure crystal within the orb of light more exposed.

The crystal emitted a diamond-shaped blue pattern that came before Li Fan.

“Please split off a larger portion of your divine sense and try again.”

Bin Yin reminded him.

Li Fan nodded.

His divine sense touched it, and in an instant, the world spun.

His consciousness was split into a hundred parts, each thrown into different areas of ?Time?, to experience different lives.

In the Great Plague Era, he barely survived the Immortal Mortal Miasma.

But he then indulged in his anger and massacred mortals, causing the Immortal Mortal Miasma in his body to relapse.

He lost his cultivation and was stoned to death by the mortals who came for revenge.

In the Great Dark Era, he killed all the cultivators who practiced the same technique as him, becoming the sole surviving puppet master.

He originally planned to hide in a secluded cave in the deep mountains, waiting for the Great Tribulation to pass.

But he was accidentally caught in a battle between two powerful beings passing by, and so he died a senseless death.

In the era of the New Laws being first transmitted, he was one of the first fortunate cultivators to hear the Heavenly Venerate’s teachings.

Originally, as a loose cultivator, his cultivation was extremely difficult, but after changing to the new laws, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

He thought that from then on, the Immortal Path would be smooth sailing, but suddenly a group of people came knocking.

They shouted “heretic,” and without a word, they killed him.

Even in an unknown era.

There was a kind of existence called the ?Immortal Spirit Pagoda?.

The Immortal Spirit Pagodas were scattered throughout every corner of the world, releasing pure spiritual energy day and night.

In that period, the concentration of spiritual energy in the world was even stronger than the Tianxuan Mirror within the current world after the opening of Spirit Awakening.

Even more enviable was that any cultivation technique, as long as you wanted it, could be searched and viewed through the Immortal Spirit Pagoda.

Without any restrictions.

If you encountered something you didn’t understand in the cultivation technique, you could ask the Immortal Spirit within the pagoda for clarification.

Or you could ask other cultivators who practiced the same technique.

It was truly a paradise for cultivators.

But…

Perhaps because it was something they had since birth and were accustomed to.

The humans who lived in that era were not very enthusiastic about cultivation.

Because in that highly developed society, no matter how high your cultivation was, you had to abide by the rules set by the supreme beings.

Even if you were a completely non-cultivating mortal, your basic rights would be respected.

Living in such a spiritually abundant environment, all sorts of heavenly treasures and earthly treasures were readily available.

Lifespans were extremely long, with no end in sight.

What kind of desires could not be fulfilled?

Over time, a sense of emptiness began to occupy and erode their souls.

After Li Fan was born, he indulged in pleasure for five hundred years, did nothing for five hundred years, gradually became lost for five hundred years, and fell into despair for five hundred years.

In the end, after living for more than two thousand years, he laughed and ended his own life.

…

Of the hundred-plus portions of his divine sense, other than the ?Cultivation Paradise?.

The longest was only forty-three years.

The average survival time was only half a year.

The highest cultivation level reached was the early Golden Core stage, while the lowest didn’t even step onto the path of cultivation before dying.

A hundred different cultivation lives played out in Li Fan’s mind.

When he gradually recovered, all the scenes slowly disappeared.

He vaguely saw a blurry figure standing before him, softly saying, “Remember, it’s not the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance that needs you.”

“It’s you who need the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.”

“This era is the best era.”

“Without a doubt.”

All the images shattered like broken glass, scattering like stars towards various parts of his sea of consciousness.

At that moment, a blue light in the center lit up.

The starlight seemed to be drawn, changing direction and flying towards the azure crystal.

Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes.