My Simulated Road to Immortality

When he leaked the news of Li Fan’s plans to restart the fundraising, many cultivators from the Misthaven Ocean didn’t want to miss out on this rare money-making opportunity. They eagerly and without hesitation transferred their contributions to He Zhenghao.

He Zhenghao was busily overwhelmed, experiencing both pain and pleasure.

It took less than seven days to achieve half of the goal, having received nearly fifty-three million contributions.

Handling such a huge amount of contributions subtly changed He Zhenghao’s own attitude, even though he wasn’t consciously aware of it.

“Ah, what kind of life was I leading before I met the Emissary?”

“For a mere two or three hundred thousand contributions, I was leading a frugal and anxious life every day.”

“How stifling!”

Looking back at the past, He Zhenghao couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.

“Thank goodness, my days of hardship are over!”

He Zhenghao looked at the ever-increasing numbers in the statistics and couldn’t contain his excitement.

If nothing unexpected happens, after the completion of this fundraising, the Emissary should, like the previous times, share a bit of the profit with me…

Even if it’s just one percent…

No, even if it’s just a third of one percent, He Zhenghao would be satisfied.

After all, according to the Emissary’s ability, earning profit equal to the principal each time should not be a difficult task.

So according to this calculation, I should receive at least three hundred thousand contributions as a reward…

At the thought of this, a silly smile unconsciously appeared on He Zhenghao’s face.

A while later, he woke up from his daydream.

He began to plan to transfer the contributions in his hand to the Emissary.

But soon, something unexpected happened.

The Tianxuan Mirror actually prompted that it could not find the trading object, and the transfer failed.

Beads of sweat the size of beans quickly dropped from He Zhenghao’s forehead.

There were only two possibilities for this situation.

One is that he got the transfer object wrong, and the target person doesn’t exist.

The other is that the other party temporarily suspended their own functionalities in the Tianxuan Mirror.

He Zhenghao quickly realized where the problem was.

The first situation is obviously impossible. The Emissary is a designated ruler of the Immortal Alliance.

So…

He remembered Li Fan’s meaningful words that he was going into deep isolation and did not want anyone to disturb him.

Then he left a Clone Jade Scroll for him for emergencies.

“Damn it!” He Zhenghao slapped his thigh.

“It seems that, as Gao Yuan said, this is the Emissary’s test for me.”

Looking at the astronomical number of contributions in his account, He Zhenghao turned pale.

The contributions that originally seemed pleasant, now seemed like a death knell.

“Damn it, damn it. Although my investment ability is indeed exceptional, it depends on the situation.”

“I can barely handle a few ten thousands or hundreds of thousands of contributions.”

“But for these hundreds of millions of contributions, I dare not operate.”

“If I luckily make a profit, that’s fine, but if I suffer a loss, wouldn’t I have to pay for it?”

The more He Zhenghao thought about it, the more terrified he became.

He knew very well that those cultivators who had asked him for help today called him “Daoist He” and “Brother He”, all friendly and familiar.

That was on the premise that they could make money.

Once they lose the contributions they have accumulated through their whole fortune in this fundraising, they might tear him to pieces first.

He Zhenghao felt dizzy and nearly collapsed on the spot.

At that moment, the thought of “running away with the money” flashed through his mind.

But luckily, he was still able to maintain his sanity.

Shaking his head and discarding this suicidal idea, He Zhenghao rallied his spirits and hurriedly sought Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan’s face turned grave upon hearing the news.

But he didn’t rashly give advice. Instead, he habitually furrowed his brows and fell into thought.

He Zhenghao dared not disturb him and could only anxiously wait.

After a while, Gao Yuan’s brows relaxed, and the shadow on his face disappeared.

He comforted, “Daoist He, don’t worry. You just need to wait patiently for the Emissary’s orders.”

He Zhenghao was taken aback, “What do you mean, Brother Gao?”

Gao Yuan smiled confidently, “What sort of person is the Emissary?”

“Although he himself may not care much about these hundred million contributions, even I know that such a large sum of money is beyond the control of ordinary people.”

“Daoist He, you do have a reputation, but obviously, you don’t have the confidence to make it profitable.”

He Zhenghao quickly nodded in acknowledgment upon hearing this.

Gao Yuan continued, “Exactly. Since we all know this, how could the Emissary not understand this?”

“Do you remember the Clone Jade Scroll he left us? When the Emissary instructed us, he said we could use it to contact him.”

“But on the flip side, this Soul Partition Jade Scroll contains a thread of his spirit consciousness. Therefore, he can also contact us through it.”

Upon hearing this, He Zhenghao suddenly realized.

“How to deal with this one hundred million contribution? The Emissary must have planned it already. Daoist He, you just have to do what the Emissary has told you to do, to finish the fundraising.”

“Then wait for his instructions.”

“Remember, what we subordinates should avoid the most is to make decisions and think ourselves smart.” Gao Yuan advised.

“You are lucky this time that you chose to come and ask me instead of panicking and using the Soul Partition Jade Scroll to report to the Emissary.”

“Otherwise, you would have probably failed in this test.” Gao Yuan said solemnly.

He Zhenghao thought for a while, took a deep breath, quickly got up, and thanked Gao Yuan.

“Thank you, Brother Gao, for your rescue. If there is anything you need from me in the future, just let me know!”

“Ha ha, Brother He, you are too serious. We will need to support each other while working under the Emissary in the future.” Gao Yuan replied courteously.

Having received guidance from Gao Yuan, He Zhenghao finally felt relieved.

He quickly returned to continue his fundraising plan.

Gao Yuan watched He Zhenghao leave, his eyes enigmatic.

The reason he constantly tried to win over He Zhenghao was that he saw this man held a somewhat special position in the Emissary’s eyes.

Although they are both “tools,” it is undeniable that tools are also favored or disfavored.

The one that is used smoothly is always preferred to be used next time.

And He Zhenghao seemed to be just that kind of existence.