My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 1011: Remnant Disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Realm

At this moment, a figure whose face could not be discerned finally appeared before him.

"Interesting. What exactly are you?"

The Lingyuan Sect Leader nearly spat blood upon hearing this question.

You suddenly erupt and drag me to this place, yet you ask what I am? I want to ask you the same!

The Lingyuan Sect Leader snorted coldly and refused to answer.

"With no fear in your heart, it seems you are not afraid of soul-searching?"

"Cultivation and material creations are indeed different from ordinary living beings."

"However, have you ever seen this?"

The other's tone was chilling. Suddenly, a ball of seven-colored light appeared in his hand.

Within this light ball, the Lingyuan Sect Leader clearly sensed something deeply buried at the bottom of his memories, something he could never forget for eternity, something that sent chills down his spine!

"You are mad!?" The Lingyuan Sect Leader's voice was filled with terror.

But seeing that the other was unmoved and even attempting to bring the seven-colored light ball closer.

"Let's talk this out properly. Let's talk this out properly." The Lingyuan Sect Leader instantly yielded.

"It seems you are not unfamiliar with this [Nothingness] Character Script," Li Fan said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also a refugee from some other cultivation realm who fled here?" the Lingyuan Sect Leader probed.

Li Fan did not answer but instead revealed a profound and inscrutable smile.

The Lingyuan Sect Leader was already convinced of this in his heart.

After all, as the only possible sanctuary in this sea of stars, the Xuanhuang Realm was relatively safe at present. There were no signs of being tainted by the [Nothingness] Character Secret.

"This thing is extremely dangerous. Fellow Daoist, it would be best if you put it away first. Although the cultivators of this realm seem adept at handling various calamities, if it erupts silently, they would likely struggle to resist."

"It is not that I am of one heart with the Xuanhuang Realm's cultivators, but rather that there is nowhere else left to go besides here." The Lingyuan Sect Leader seemed afraid of being misunderstood and hurriedly explained.

Hearing his words, Li Fan appeared to consider them seriously.

Finally, he put away the seven-colored light cluster. The deadly aura of danger vanished, and the Lingyuan Sect Leader's suspended heart finally settled for the time being.

"To carry such a thing on one's person, you are truly a ruthless one." The Lingyuan Sect Leader inwardly shuddered in awe.

He immediately showed great tact and declared: "Since we are both wanderers at the ends of the earth, Fellow Daoist, ask whatever you wish to know. I will answer without reservation, sparing no detail!"

There was no choice. Who could blame him when his life was in the other's hands?

The Lingyuan Sect Leader felt bitter in his heart.

"From which cultivation realm do you originate?" Li Fan cut straight to the point.

"This humble one is the Artisan Master Qiaogong, from the [Heavenly Mechanism Realm]," the Lingyuan Sect Leader introduced himself.

"How did you die and come back to life?" Li Fan asked the crucial question.

The Artisan Master Qiaogong explained straightforwardly: "Strictly speaking, it is not true resurrection from death. In fact, many years ago, my original body had already vanished. It is merely my consciousness residing in this [Heavenly Machine Puppet] that I crafted myself."

"Fellow Daoist, you know well that this Xuanhuang Realm is truly fraught with perils; one never knows when a hidden fiend might appear..."

The Artisan Master Qiaogong paused, glancing at Li Fan, then continued: "For my own safety, I had no choice but to back up my self-consciousness periodically. This way, even if some accident occurred, I could revive through prior preparations."

"However, the calamity I encountered this time seems rather severe." The Clever Craftsman Layman said with a wry smile.

Li Fan nodded upon hearing this but offered no explanation.

He continued to ask: "This Heavenly Machine Puppet seems to be forged using [cultivation] as material? It is somewhat inconceivable..."

The Artisan Master Qiaogong replied: "Fellow Daoist truly has discerning eyes. But in our Heavenly Mechanism Realm, we generally refer to cultivation as [Source Power]."

A trace of reminiscence flashed in the Artisan Master Qiaogong's eyes: "The foundational force that propels a cultivator's realm advancement is precisely [Source Power]."

"Our Heavenly Mechanism Realm has a unique environment, built upon a shattered immortal realm puppet. That puppet, we call [Ancestor]. It is through ceaselessly studying the mysteries of [Ancestor] that we developed various artifact-forging techniques far superior to those of other cultivation realms."

"[Source Power] is one of the several most crucial discoveries our Heavenly Mechanism Realm made in this process. Although worldly cultivators practice myriad bizarre techniques, all can be extracted and refined through certain methods, then converted into the most universal [Source Power]."

"With parts as bones and [Source Power] as flesh, one can forge puppets somewhat akin to [Ancestor]."

The Artisan Master Qiaogong spoke at length.

Li Fan constantly monitored and observed his counterpart; in this discourse, the Artisan Master Qiaogong seemed to be telling no lies.

"Your Heavenly Mechanism Realm truly possesses great fortune. To occupy an immortal realm puppet no less."

"In comparison, our Wansheng Realm appears rather ordinary." Li Fan said indifferently.

"Wansheng Realm? I have never heard of it." The Artisan Master Qiaogong shook his head with some regret.

Li Fan paid it no mind: "In those days, cultivation realms numbered as many as stars in the sky. But now, all have turned to dust; no need to mention them!"

These words also stirred a sigh in the Artisan Master Qiaogong.

"Was your Heavenly Mechanism Realm also destroyed by the [Nothingness] Character Script?" After a moment, Li Fan inquired again.

Though it had been unknown how long since then, the Artisan Master Qiaogong still appeared shaken: "Indeed. At the beginning, we could still rely on our developed artifact techniques to hold on for a time. But that mold spot's infectious power was simply too strong."

"Even the remnants of [Ancestor] could not escape its corrosion. On the day the defenses collapsed, in desperation, we scattered and fled."

"Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist, that seven-colored light cluster of yours seems able to seal the mold spot?"

Suddenly recalling something, the Artisan Master Qiaogong asked abruptly.

Li Fan sneered: "I refined an entire cultivation realm to obtain this treasure. Yet it can only block it for a time, and I must replenish its energy consumption day and night."

"Moreover, what is sealed inside is but a tiny fraction."

"When calamity descends, no one can stay aloof."

Upon hearing this, the Artisan Master Qiaogong fell silent.

Soon after, however, he could not help but retort: "Actually, I feel that if not for the Immortal Ruins overhead, perhaps this Xuanhuang Realm could have survived the calamity."

"I have also observed traces of the calamity's descent in this realm, but it seems to have raged only briefly before being eliminated by some unknown method. The Xuanhuang Realm truly abounds with talents; one must concede."

"Hmph, no matter how extraordinary, it will ultimately meet its end in the Immortal Ruins. It lingers now only in vain!" Li Fan said coldly, his tone laced with disdain.

The Artisan Master Qiaogong hesitated to speak.

"What is it, Fellow Daoist? You seem to have some insight?" Li Fan glanced at him.

The Artisan Master Qiaogong could not hold back: "Based on my observations from over three hundred years ago, the Xuanhuang Realm was already quite close to the immortal ruins. Yet before such immense power, the Xuanhuang Realm did not disintegrate..."

"I speculate that some force approaching the immortal ruins' level is protecting the Xuanhuang."

"So, to escape the Immortal Ruins, I believe it is not impossible."