My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 602: 574: The Last Gimmick



Chapter 602: 574: The Last Gimmick

Chapter 602: Chapter 574: The Last Gimmick

Liuli Island.

As He Zhenghao witnessed the island he had protected for decades, and the other man standing deferentially next to him, bowing and nodding, who was his successor as the island’s guardian, he could not help but feel a sense of pride.

There was a time when he too was reduced to unease and fear whenever someone came for an inspection, worried about being reprimanded by his superiors.

But now, only a few years later, He Zhenghao had become the kind of “important figure” he once looked up to.

After encouraging Zhao Changli, the junior in front of him, He Zhenghao familiarly entered the [Array of Mountains, Rivers, and Stars].

The mountains suspended above his head, shielding any outside nosiness.

The cultivators whom He Zhenghao had invited had been waiting here for quite some time.

“Daoist He!”

As soon as He Zhenghao showed up, they all started enthusiastically greeting him. In their eyes, if Li Fan was the God of Wealth, then He Zhenghao was the ideal Money-spender.

After exchanging pleasantries, a cultivator couldn’t wait to ask, “Daoist He, has the Emissary predicted the end of the war? There are no signs at all. I even heard that the Immortal Alliance declared a fight to the end today…”

The man’s words were interrupted by the many chatters.

“The Emissary’s Art of Deduction is profound and unerring. How could she be wrong? If you don’t believe it, why did you come today?”

“Ha, Daoist He, never mind him. Tell us in detail about this no-cap fundraising plan.”

He Zhenghao gestured with both hands, instantly silencing the crowd.

With a faint smile, he began to detail the plan for the crowd.

With He Zhenghao’s confirmation, the cultivators were thrilled.

But after all, the size of this fundraiser was too large. He alone was not enough to control the atmosphere. Some cultivators still had some doubts.

At that moment, Li Fan made an appearance.

A silver glow poured from the mountains in the sky.

In a white Taoist robe and walking on starlight, Li Fan appeared leisurely but in an instant, he came to the center of the stage.

Rhythmic fluctuations radiated from Li Fan’s body.

Instantly catching the attention of all the cultivators.

Those present were all wealthy and experienced individuals invited by He Zhenghao.

But facing the residual aura from Li Fan at this moment, they were all taken aback.

It seemed as though they were facing the infinite mysteries of Heaven and Earth’s Great Way, and even a little touch caused a flood of realizations to involuntarily emerge in their spirit consciousness.

A cultivator even had an epiphany the moment he arrived, showing a face of ecstasy and immediately closing his eyes for cultivation, regardless of the situation.

“What kind of power is this? Even God Transforming Immortal Monarch wouldn’t be this powerful, right?”

“Could it be… has the Emissary returned to his original state?”

Everyone looked at each other, unable to hide their astonishment.

“I made minor progress after spending a long period in seclusion. But I’m still not used to it and cannot fully contain it.”

“I must have caused a great deal of laughter.” Li Fan said lightly.

People were shocked and fell into confusion, remaining silent.

Li Fan nodded slightly, waited a moment until the crowd quieted, and then slowly spoke, “During my retreat, while my cultivation improved further, I also took the opportunity to repair a cherished object of my Heavenly Machine Sect, [Cosmic Dice of Fate].”

“When it was reviewed in my Martial Arts Battle Hall, it was damaged due to an enforcement of a prediction. Although repairing it would have been simple for me, I had a faint premonition that it was not yet time, so I refrained from doing so.”

As Li Fan spoke, a transparent and perfectly symmetric twenty-sided dice appeared in his hand.

Constantly rotating, countless swiftly flashing images could be vaguely seen from its exquisite faces.

“Not long ago, I succeeded in cultivation. My fortune was good, and I realized it was time to restore it completely.”

“During this process, indeed, I saw a mere possibility of the future.”

The audience shook, full of concentration, carefully listening.

“The tow God Transforming Immortal Monarchs, Hongxi and Zi Yun, might return to the Misthaven Elysian City soon. As you know, although I am in charge of the Misthaven Sea governance, it is just a temporary takeover while they are absent.”

Li Fan kept his expression unchanged, as if he was talking about something unrelated to him.

“Once they return, both emotionally and rationally, I should return the power.”

“I am an ancient cultivator who values freedom and dislikes being controlled by others. Perhaps after this, I will resign from the position of Secret Word Envoy, leave Misthaven Sea and wander around in the Immortal League hinterland.”

“I involved myself in worldly affairs by governing this land because of fate. The successful completion of the Immortal City restoration is also largely due to your strong support.”

“Thus, I have decided to give you a hand before I resign.”

Li Fan glanced over the crowd, “After this, our karma will end, and I fear we will not be related anymore.”

Upon hearing this, there was an uproar among the crowd.

The people present were not fools. Although Li Fan was saying on the surface that he didn’t want to compete for power and wanted to go far away.

If he didn’t have such a plan, he could just resign and leave. Why would he stage such a grand fundraiser and win people’s hearts?

“So, that’s the case! He is seeking our support to seize power for himself!”

“It makes sense, no matter what, he is the highest governing power of a state. It’s not easy to say and let go.”

A lot of cultivators present suddenly had a realization.

Thinking back to how those who had been loyal supporters of Li Fan, such as He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan, were all rewarded and placed in key positions after his victorious struggle.

They thought the opportunity had come.

“Emissary, there is no need to worry. We will certainly follow your lead.”

“Yes, although both Immortal Monarchs Hongxi and Zi Yun have good reputations, they were aloof and indifferent when they were in power. They are not like the Emissary who leads us brothers to wealth.”

“Not hiding anything, I have had the fortune to participate in every fundraising plan of the Emissary. Coupled with my operations, in just a few years, my assets have increased more than six times from what they were!”

“I was a bit slower to realize, but I still doubled mine!”

“Support Emissary!”

“Follow the Emissary, make big money, and realize big goals!”

Once someone takes the lead, it will immediately trigger a response from the cultivators present, who all speak together to express their support for Li Fan.

Li Fan cast an almost imperceptible glance at He Zhenghao, who quickly understood and immediately took out the prepared [Contract Scroll] and roster from his Storage Ring.

The fundraising started right then and there.

Under the enthusiastic atmosphere and Li Fan’s intense gaze, even those who originally didn’t want to, had to take out some of their savings.

“I used a [Mortal Stardust] and several Enlightenment Pills to build momentum when I appeared.”

“Don’t take them back from you.”

Li Fan secretly thought.


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