My Simulated Road to Immortality

They were different from the species in the Small World, capable of devouring and refining spiritual energy to cultivate.

A white snake, a flying kite, a two-headed monkey…

They all bore a strong resemblance to the legendary demonic beasts from ancient times.

Caught utterly off guard, Han Yi plunged headfirst into a horde of these beasts.

Luckily, these beasts had isolated themselves in this deep ravine for years and had never seen humans before.

As Han Yi was consumed by terror, a majority of the beasts, equally alarmed, fled the scene.

Those who remained, however, were not as amiable.

Seeing their home invaded by an alien creature, their inherently ferocious nature was provoked, and they attacked Han Yi without warning.

Quickly inhaling a deep breath of spiritual energy, Han Yi cast a protective spell over himself and formed an energy sword, slashing through the beasts.

In an instant, more than a dozen beasts lay decapitated, blood sprayed like mist.

However, the scent of blood seemingly drove them into heightened frenzy.

They charged fearlessly, like a relentless tide.

From afar, countless other beasts were making their way toward this location.

Knowing he couldn’t hold the fort for much longer, Han Yi fought while retreating, heading further down into the ravine.

The deeper he went, the denser the spiritual energy became.

With that, Han Yi was better able to exercise his capacity as a Perfect Energy Cultivator.

However, as expected, the strength of the beasts lurking here also grew in proportion.

Gritting his teeth, Han Yi put forth all his might to carve out a path through the relentless horde.

Upon reaching the chaotic aperture at the very bottom of the ravine, he safely returned to the Xuanhuang World.

Still in shock, Han Yi didn’t have the chance to relax, despite breathing in the familiar and sweet air.

He felt a vague sense of impending danger as if he was being stalked, watched. His heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Already akin to a startled bird, Han Yi, careless of his injuries, took off in a flash.

Only after a long while did the knot of unease in his heart gradually recede.

At his physical and mental limit, Han Yi settled on a nearby uninhabited island.

No sooner had he touched down on the ground than he collapsed unconscious.

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Returning to the present time…

Li Fan, who had seen all of Han Yi’s experiences over the past few years through the Mistwater Mirage Technique, showed a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

“This young man’s experiences are quite colorful indeed.”

“Many cultivators will not experience such life-or-death situations in their lifetime, he’s encountered one on every expedition.”

“Normally, if he were an ordinary man, he would have died countless times already.”

“But he has managed to survive every single time.”

“‘Fate Scripture of Heaven,’ Feather of the Mystic Bird. Are these your crutches?”

Li Fan stared at the peacefully slumbering Han Yi, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

“Misfortune might be a blessing in disguise, and vice versa. No wonder in your previous life you won the Dingyu Lottery and received the heavenly gifted Lan Yu Relic, which yielded the Tiandu Feather Pill. You possess such extraordinary luck, yet during your joint expedition with my alter ego, you experienced many setbacks.”

Li Fan paused, then broke into a faint smile.

“Indeed, you’re not wholly mistaken. With the cultivation level of a Perfect Energy Cultivator, one could easily reach the Golden Core Realm within a few years. Then, from Yan Fajue, you obtained the Unity-Path True technique perfectly suited to you…”

“You could even be described as a ‘soaring dragon, unstoppable’.”

“Unfortunately, you’ve met me.”

Li Fan’s eyes were void of emotion, icy cold.

He lightly touched Han Yi’s forehead with a finger.

“In this lifetime, your destiny’s path has to follow my design.”

After letting Han Yi experience certain scenarios in dream form in his deep sleep, Li Fan finally put away the Divine Technique.

“‘Fate Scripture of Heaven’, quite interesting.”

“However, it’s better to leave it with you for now.”

With a deep gaze, after taking another look at Han Yi’s face, Li Fan’s figure gradually disappeared.

A long time later, Han Yi slowly woke up.

“Sigh…”

“Seems like I had a dream. It brought back unpleasant memories of that Small World.” He felt a faint stabbing pain in his Spirit Consciousness, subconsciously massaging his temple for relief.

After a while, the pain subsided, and Han Yi exhaled softly.

“I really don’t know whether I am lucky or unlucky!”

Lying on the ground, reflecting on his experiences in that small world, Han Yi couldn’t help but laugh and grumble.

“It must be because my ‘Fate Scripture of Heaven’ is not yet complete, leading to backlash.”

After a long thought, Han Yi seemed enlightened.

“I was fortunate to narrowly escape death at the hands of that mysterious person.”

“But then immediately encountered backlash, and was inexplicably captured by a monster.”

“Relying on Heaven’s Fortune protection, I preserved my life once more, only to face another backlash and be hunted down by Si.”

“Even when I was at my wits’ end, I stumbled upon a glimmer of hope. But immediately, I encountered a life-and-death crisis, trapped by Demonic Beasts.”

“…”

Han Yi’s eyes lit up, feeling his thoughts suddenly becoming clear.

“Blessings and misfortunes are intertwined, it’s hard to separate them.”

“If one just takes without giving, it cannot be sustained in the long run. Only by compensating for bad luck with good fortune, and applying Fate Scripture at the most crucial moments, is the right way!”

As he reached this understanding, a wave of Spiritual Power suddenly surged from Han Yi’s body.

All the surrounding Spiritual Energy was absorbed by him.

Over the Uninhabited Island, a Tornado faintly formed.

Meanwhile, in Han Yi’s Dantian, the previously black Feather of the Mystic Bird was dissolving inch by inch, fully integrating into the Dantian.

This scene unequivocally indicated that Han Yi had successfully understood the Unity-Path Technique, after going through life and death adversities, upon his return to the Xuan Huang World.

He had directly succeeded in reaching the Foundation Establishment Phase.

What he had been seeking for many years, was fulfilled today.

Han Yi just felt the resentment in his chest swept away.

He let out a long roar, to vent his pent up frustrations.

However, the roar only lasted for a moment, before Han Yi suddenly stopped.

He subconsciously glanced around, seeing that indeed no sudden crisis had sprung up this time, he only then slightly relaxed.

“Enough, I can’t be too reckless.”

“It’s just the small Foundation Establishment Phase after all, my previous journey, having determined the Unity-Path, is hopeful for Longevity!”

Han Yi was somewhat smug.

After a while, he pondered again, “Although I’ve reached the Foundation Establishment Phase now, all my possessions were spent in the hands of that Foundation Establishment Master.”

“You could say I’m truly poor and penniless. I have to find a way to earn some contribution.”

With narrowed eyes, after a moment, he suddenly had an idea.

“I heard there’s a game called Dingyu in Misthaven Ocean, those who are lucky can become rich overnight.”

“That’s exactly what I need!”

“Hmph, let’s see my methods!”

Thinking this, Han Yi immediately took to the sky, heading for the location of Dingyu Island he had once seen in his memory.

Han Yi didn’t notice, in the sky, there was always a gaze, watching him all along.