My longevity simulation

Chapter 963: Li Fan’s Audacious Ascension to Heaven

Li Fan’s eyes gleamed with sharp light. “Good. This is the true path of my Dao. Investing in cultivators is but a minor way. To absorb the feedback born from the transformation and ascension of worlds—now that is the power that transcends all!”

For the first time in a long while, Li Fan’s heart surged with excitement. The more he thought, the more exhilarated he became. “Even the Immortal Ancestor himself defied the heavens, merging with the world’s laws to achieve transcendence thereafter.”

“It proves that the might of a world is indeed beyond what any cultivator can resist.”

“The Xuanhuang Realm has already been completely corroded by the Immortal Ancestor, full of wounds and fractures. Even if I wished to bring blessings to the heavens, it would be almost impossible.”

“It can hardly sustain itself. And I still wish to rely on its feedback for cultivation…”

Li Fan shook his head, temporarily cutting off that line of thought.

“However, the many small worlds captured by Xuanhuang—those are my perfect testing grounds.”

“Just like what happened to the Spiritwood Realm, with Shang Tianci transporting Xuanhuang’s miraculous landscapes into it, plus the addition of foreign resources and spiritual energy…”

“…”

Li Fan suddenly stood up, drawing in a deep breath.

“As expected, this is the cultivation art most suited to me. It even coincides perfectly with my plans throughout this entire life.”

“Truly, there are workings of fate beyond understanding—knowledge and action united, the heart naturally aligned with the heavens.”

Becoming increasingly convinced of the perfect compatibility between himself and the Sitting Heaven Art, Li Fan had now decided on the Dao path he would pursue in the future.

The only problem was how to evolve and advance the Sitting Immortal Art into the Sitting Heaven Art.

“Of course, I could once again use the Law Derivative Jade to obtain it, but…”

After pondering for a moment, Li Fan suppressed the temptation of such an effortless method.

“The Law Derivative Jade is, in essence, just a wondrous artifact of the heavens.”

“It most likely works through exhaustive deduction. It can indeed grant the fastest route to the desired cultivation art. However, that art would only be the most suitable for the fictional owner of the Law Derivative Jade’s deductions.”

“And not for the real me. Unless I were willing to bare every secret within my body and soul, allowing the Jade to see all without restraint.”

“Hmph…”

Naturally, Li Fan would never do such a thing.

“So if I wish to obtain a perfect Sitting Heaven Art, I must rely on myself.”

Li Fan came to this conclusion calmly.

To be honest, though his comprehension was decent, to deduce a heaven-defying cultivation art that used world transformations and ascension energy as nourishment… 𝐑₳𝘰BÈṦ

He was still far from qualified!

But Li Fan did not worry in the slightest about his ability to achieve it.

If he failed in one lifetime, then ten lifetimes. If ten lifetimes were not enough…

He could still learn from others.

The prodigies of the Xuanhuang Realm were as numerous as carp in the river. Whatever arts and divine powers they managed to deduce or conceive of—would all, in the end, belong solely to Li Fan.

As long as he returned to the anchor year, everything they exhausted themselves to imagine and create would become Li Fan’s private secret.

“To deduce the Sitting Heaven Art, I do not mind sharing the Sitting Immortal Art with others.”

“Of course, I must select those of the highest comprehension and most suitable disposition.”

“Conveniently, in my next life, I have already planned to truly hide behind the scenes and test my hypothesis…”

A faint plan had already taken shape in Li Fan’s mind.

“Yes, in this life, while assisting in the ascension of the Ten Thousand Worlds, I can also gather data.”

Integration and insight. Enlightenment and clarity.

These words perfectly captured Li Fan’s current state of mind.

“Cultivators bring feedback to their cultivation. Then, what kind of surprise will the world’s feedback bring to me…”

Li Fan could not help but secretly look forward to it in his heart.

His mind sank into fantasy, and he did not know how long had passed.

Suddenly, one of the thought-demons born from the Three Disasters and Hundred Tribulations Divine Clarity Method stirred with unease.

“Hm?”

Li Fan immediately located that divine demon.

The one it possessed was a Nascent Soul cultivator named Feng Qiran.

This man was always cautious and prudent. Ever since obtaining the secret art Divine Descent Body, he had never displayed it before others, choosing instead to cultivate quietly in seclusion.

But some things cannot be avoided merely by being cautious.

That day, Feng Qiran brushed past a young man in blue robes.

Moments later, to his horror, he realized he had lost control over his own body.

He could not even release his divine demon incarnation.

The blue-robed cultivator looked him over carefully, revealing a helpless and amused expression.

Then, without saying a word, a fine line appeared between them—deep as an abyss, yet bright as a mirror.

Under the dim and shifting light, it did not take long before the young cultivator transformed into an exact replica of Feng Qiran.

As the stunned Feng Qiran watched in disbelief, the blue-robed figure extended both hands toward him.

The thin line exploded with a thunderous sound, and the two merged into one.

At that moment, through the divine demon that Li Fan had left within him, Feng Qiran established a reverse connection to Li Fan.

There were no spoken words—only a dark and sinister force that followed the invisible link through the void and invaded Li Fan’s sea of consciousness.

But Li Fan had long since sensed something amiss. How could he not be prepared?

In an instant, countless divine demons appeared.

A chilling ghostly realm descended upon his consciousness, and five eerie blood moons rose in the sky. Li Fan’s face twisted into a feral grin as he stared down at Feng Qiran, who was now surrounded by innumerable demons.

“To dare invade my sea of consciousness…”

“You are courting death!”

“Jie jie jie…”

Li Fan burst into maniacal laughter and was about to strike.

He had already seen through the truth: the one before him, Feng Qiran, was none other than Mo Rubin, the Dharma King of the Xuantian Sect.

He did not know why Mo Rubin had assumed the identity of a young cultivator and gone out alone.

But since he had yet to reveal his true identity, it would not hurt to test this Xuantian Dharma King’s strength.

Holding nothing back, countless ghosts and deities roared, unleashing black beams of light toward Mo Rubin.

These were the materialized forms of consciousness attacks—Not only Li Fan’s own power, but also the borrowed and extracted divine sense of all cultivators who practiced the Divine Descent Body.

Combined with Li Fan’s own transcendent spiritual strength…

Li Fan believed that even a Longevity Heavenly Sovereign would suffer heavy injuries from this blow.

“Wait…”

As expected, before Mo Rubin could finish speaking, his divine sense avatar was consumed by the terrifying destructive force.

He could not even resist for an instant before being annihilated and expelled from Li Fan’s sea of consciousness.

Li Fan was quite satisfied with the result. Though it felt somewhat like an ambush, he had nonetheless repelled the intrusion of a Longevity Immortal-tier powerhouse head-on.

Sensing the fatigue transmitted from the cultivators hosting his myriad demons, Li Fan felt a hint of regret.

“Pity it has only one strike of power and cannot last.”

Without withdrawing his focus, Li Fan continued waiting for Mo Rubin’s return.

Just as he expected, it was only an avatar of consciousness that had been destroyed.

Mo Rubin had not given up on establishing contact with him.

That shadowy, unpredictable force once again traced the invisible thread through the void, returning to invade Li Fan’s sea of consciousness.