My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1128: Heavenly Emperor Qi as Anchor

Luckily, Li Fan had long transcended the status of that ordinary Grand Preceptor who first stepped into the world of cultivation.

Through countless cycles of rebirth, he had uncovered an immense trove of hidden truths within the cultivation realm.

Memories from bygone eras surged swiftly in his thoughts, leading him promptly to devise a practical solution.

"In order to reduce the risk of detection by the Faceless True Immortal, it's preferable for my personal cultivation level to avoid any major shifts. Yet I must still boost my power to the utmost, meaning my 'presence' within the mortal realm..."

"Heavenly Emperor Qi Classic."

A forbidden manual from beyond the Xuanhuang Realm suddenly materialized within Li Fan's sea of consciousness.

This stood as an unparalleled method that Senior Stone Tablet had reeled in from the Fishing Pond.

At that moment, Senior Stone Tablet displayed zero enthusiasm for it and simply handed it off to Li Fan without a second thought.

But in this dire hour, it emerged as Li Fan's ideal salvation.

While attaining the pinnacle of Longevity Immortal status demanded the tireless labor of centuries and more than a dozen dynastic lines, Li Fan harbored no desire to climb to the supreme heights of the Heavenly Emperor Qi Classic.

All he sought was to amass the qi fortune of the masses to navigate through this pressing ordeal.

"The moment is ripe. With late Foundation Establishment cultivation, sweeping the entire world becomes effortless."

Perched atop Jieli Mountain's summit, Li Fan peered far off toward Xuan Capital City.

His silhouette floated onward, disappearing in a blink.

...

Merely three days passed before a shocking announcement blazed across the territories.

The Great Xuan Emperor ruled with folly and oppression, rousing the fury of heavens and earth alike.

Thankfully, the Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor arrived from the divine, executing the despotic ruler and his scheming aides, ushering in a radiant era, and reshaping the heavens.

It rang with heavenly grandeur, yet the scholars and folk of Great Xuan instantly recognized it as a full regime overthrow.

Though the upheaval shook the foundations of the land, after several days of turmoil, stability swiftly returned.

In truth, since antiquity, the emperor's decree had seldom reached the hamlets. Regardless of who seized the throne, the true wielders of power stayed unchanged.

Such was the initial belief among Great Xuan's inhabitants.

However, it wasn't long before the remarkable traits of this Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor started to unfold.

In a single night, colossal edifices erupted throughout the Great Xuan territories.

Mystery shrouded the origin of these hundred-zhang-high behemoths, yet the entities dubbed "Holy Emperor Bases" utterly revolutionized the administrative framework of the Great Xuan Empire.

For these Holy Emperor Bases possessed the ability to cast the likeness of the Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor upon the vault of heaven.

Every soul, from those in isolated wildernesses to the remotest peaks, could heed the Holy Emperor's wisdom via the Holy Emperor Bases dispersed across the dominion.

What struck deeper fear into provincial magistrates was the Holy Emperor Bases' capacity to link directly to the heartland.

In Qing Province, famine had ravaged the fields for three months, yielding barren soil and fields strewn with the starved dead.

But soon after erecting the Holy Emperor Base, a force from the Imperial Forest Army burst forth from it, hauling immense stores of provisions to aid the stricken.

In rescuing myriad lives, this miracle spread instantaneously throughout the realm via the Holy Emperor Base.

Furthermore, envoys of the Holy Emperor poured forth from the Holy Emperor Bases, calling forth regional governors. This further affirmed the legitimacy of the aid.

The Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor, as an immortal reborn, had earlier unveiled myriad wonders within the court. Such marvels circulated widely in no time at all.

"All folk may beseech the mighty Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor via the Holy Emperor Bases. As for inept or graft-ridden local lords, upon confirmation, they shall face unyielding retribution." Thus spoke the Holy Emperor envoy to Great Xuan's masses.

"Imagine not that death absolves your sins. The Heavenly Mandate Holy Emperor's arts surpass mortal ken. Behold those over a hundred bloated swine bound at Xuan Capital's market gate—they were once the tyrants who bled the people dry. Daily, they scratch out confessions with their trotters upon the dirt. I've arrived to escort you for a firsthand view." So warned the Holy Emperor envoy to Great Xuan's officials.

Once Great Xuan's administrators toured the Xuan Capital market gate en masse, they slunk back with countenances drained of color.

Back in their domains, they transformed into paragons of justice and rigor almost overnight.

Xuan Capital City.

Hovering high above the citadel, Li Fan observed the empire's qi fortune gradually morph from inky darkness to vibrant blue. He gave a faint nod.

"Through the Holy Emperor Bases enforcing iron-clad unity, the Great Xuan Dynasty has undergone its metamorphosis in mere moments. The path ahead lies in steadily winning the populace's loyalty and heightening the Qi fortune."

Li Fan surveyed his frame.

The exceeding hundred million souls of Great Xuan now bound themselves solely to him.

It formed a massive "anchor," anchoring his being firmly.

His shape ceased its ghostly wavering and translucence.

Though it would sporadically slip back into ethereal flux.

Evidently, full solidity eluded it still.

"Nothing grave. Provided Great Xuan thrives without hindrance and flourishes onward, within three more years, I ought to fully purge the 'Intangibility' aftereffects."

"That merely cures the symptoms, however. To break free from the True Immortal's snare for good, I must venture to the Dark Realm to ignite [Truth].

Li Fan threw a casual punch ahead.

Without drawing on his Foundation Establishment spiritual energy, he channeled purely the Heavenly Emperor Qi Classic, summoning the amassed imperial qi fortune.

A shrill gale ripped the skies as far-off clouds parted asunder.

Vaguely, a blue dragon specter coiled in the firmament, lifting its maw in a thunderous cry.

"White, azure, scarlet, purple, gold."

"The five stages of the Heavenly Emperor Qi Classic: in only one brief month, I've advanced to the second tier."

"Matching a typical late Golden Core cultivator now. This swift ascent stems, firstly, from Great Xuan's sturdy bedrock; one might deem it a pinnacle feudal epoch. Secondly..."

Li Fan glanced downward at the soaring Holy Emperor Base.

"Celestial arts exert absolute dominance over a secular realm. By purging a wave of venal officers and quelling calamities nationwide, then broadcasting it all via the Holy Emperor Bases, the masses' allegiance fused in an instant."

"A mundane mortal sovereign would require no less than a decade to forge such bonds. And even then, resistance from courtiers and regional forces would plague them."

"Yet I face no such threats."

With these musings, Li Fan descended leisurely from the heavens into the palace halls.

"Hail, Holy Emperor!"

"Hail, Teacher!"

The courtyard sentries dropped to their knees at once.

"Stand." Li Fan lifted his palm, raising them effortlessly.

The youths' cheeks burned with fervent zeal.

Each had been handpicked by Li Fan from Great Xuan's breadth. Beyond guarding the palace, their core role entailed rooting out crooked officials in distant lands, cowing the wicked, and ensuring the Great Xuan Dynasty's qi fortune bloomed eternally, invincible and radiant.

Foremost among them, the one who called Li Fan Teacher was the prodigious lad Sun Erlang from Jieli Mountain's base, joined by Wang Xuanba.

They carried a weightier charge.

"Erlang, how fares your mastery of the Sitting Immortal Art that I imparted?"

Having sent away the rest, Li Fan faced Sun Erlang with solemn inquiry.