My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1146: Qingxuan Shang Shaojun

Emperor Yi Beast had already guided the demon beast clan away from the Xuanhuang Realm ages ago, and Emperor Sanmo lurked deep inside the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's headquarters, seldom spotted by regular folks.

Still, during the [Beast Taming Sect Upheaval] in the Fallen Immortal Realm, both had shown up, making it possible to track them down straight for some straight answers.

"Fellow Daoist Sun?"

The voice transmission from Elder Zhang Xu snapped Li Fan out of his reverie.

His focus shifted back to the secure area of the Derivation Law Jade. There, the young girl tackled a pressing derivation assignment.

Stuck with this unexpected chore, she appeared thoroughly annoyed, her features twisted in clear bitterness.

This job demanded deriving a Dao Integration method, but after three full days and nights, nothing had come of it.

Chances were high that this young miss was deliberately dragging her feet.

In that derivation zone, apart from the three Dao Integration protectors, a green-robed young man stood present.

Even though he remained stiff and still, his manner revealed the worry churning inside him. Given the advanced nature of this derivation effort, any holdup might stir up issues. So, Guardian Zhang Xu quietly messaged Li Fan, urging him to take the bad guy role.

After all, lately, Li Fan's reputation in the Derivation Law Jade's view had sunk into the ranks of the world's most hated figures.

No gong needed to ring as a warning.

Right when a quiet hourglass materialized over the Derivation Law Jade's head, the girl's face twisted sharply, and the spinning character light sphere picked up speed by several folds.

Soon enough, she completed the method that the green-robed young man required.

The young man expressed his deep gratitude and rushed off in haste.

"He's hurrying like that. Looks like the Qingxuan Army is facing some real problems," Zhang Xu commented.

Through his ongoing efforts to curb the Derivation Law Jade's lazy spells, Li Fan had slowly gotten to know the other two Dao Integration guardians.

Zhang Xu had been there more than a century ahead of Li Fan.

The other one, called Hua Yueye, bore a name that came off a bit girly, yet he was truly a rugged warrior.

He loathed wrongdoing and had clashed directly with a Dharma-Transmitter over some evil acts.

The outcome was as expected.

Thanks to aid from allies and kin, he dodged execution but got ordered to watch over the Derivation Law Jade for five centuries.

Less than half that duration had elapsed so far.

Back when Li Fan first showed up, Hua Yueye scarcely paid him any mind. These days, after warming up, he talked even more than Zhang Xu.

"I can't stomach Shang Shaojun's ways, but standing guard at the Demon Abyss for hundreds of years without ever leaving... that's something to respect," Hua Yueye noted.

"The Qingxuan Army…"

From their offhand chat, Li Fan remembered who the green-robed cultivator was.

He'd crossed paths with him once—named Yan Huan.

A close aide to Shang Shaojun, posted at the Broken Palm Immortal City amid the white mist, tasked with defending and sealing the [Chizha Abyss] together with a million troops from the Qingxuan Army.

"Young Lord Shang's stubbornness tops even mine. When he locks onto a goal, not even a Heavenly Sovereign could budge him. That idea, shot down by both the Dharma-Transmitter and the Mirror Holder, and he still chases it after all this time."

"Ahem, mind your tongue!"

Drawing from scattered talks and secrets he'd dug up before, Li Fan assembled a concealed slice of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's history.

Long before, the Alliance had pushed for "plunging far into the white mist areas to broaden the probes."

This stood apart from the massive exploration phase Li Fan had lived through. Back then, the Tianxuan Mirror's sweeps resembled a full scan of the white mist, pinpointing concealed zones and hidden realms without pushing too far inside.

But the plan, turned down by the Dharma-Transmitters, aimed at a complete purge of those mist territories. The white mist walls around the Xuanhuang Realm seemed far too odd, and the lands beyond held weird oddities packed with endless mysteries.

From his personal run-ins, Li Fan thought back to a world shard obliterated by the Chaos Secret Script, a freezing array that flipped life and death, and a colossal being formed from endless bodies. Leaving aside the perils, Li Fan figured the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's cultivators surely burned with interest in these places.

Yet, such interest got firmly quashed by the Alliance's top brass.

"The Immortal Ancestor's dismemberment, the reshaping of the Xuanhuang Realm, and the synced moves by the Alliance's chiefs all point to these mist zones linking straight to Him," Li Fan pondered.

He remembered that, while navigating the white mist, eerie cries and whispers like the Heavenly Doctor's often reached him. Trailing those noises always uncovered fresh unknown territories. This sparked a theory in his mind.

"Spots like the Congyun Sea and Luoyan Prefecture are probably leftovers from the old Heavenly Law Realm. But maybe because of catastrophes such as the Chaos Script Art, the laws that endured twisted into something wild and messy, unfit for merging right into the Xuanhuang Realm."

"So, they got tucked away in the white mist, maybe mixed with scraps from other cultivation worlds."

"The Immortal Ancestor bides His time—awaiting the Heavenly Law Realm's full revival."

Even though Li Fan's insights hadn't climbed to the Immortal Ancestor's heights, he couldn't quite grasp the exact aim of these world pieces. Regardless, this epiphany ignited fresh ideas.

"Despite the Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor's iron grip, the Xuanhuang Realm's cultivators question the huge shifts He's forced. Maybe I can steer them toward the real story."

Li Fan understood that the stricter the ban, the fiercer the itch to know more. Once these cultivators caught wind of the massive plot swirling around the Immortal Ancestor, they'd end up as his partners, whether they chose it or not.

"Shang Shaojun marks the first step," Li Fan resolved, giving a faint nod while hiding the spark in his gaze.

…

In the Heavenly Sword Sect's ruins, within the Sword Tomb, the Holy Embryo Li Fan perched cross-legged near the Black Sword, diving deep into the swirling array of sword intents around him.

Although he'd earlier forged his Foundation Establishment using the Black Sword Heavenly Wonder, now encircled by endless blades in the Sword Tomb, fresh realizations bloomed within him.

"Heavenly Wonders embody the Heavenly Dao's principles," he contemplated. "As the world evolves, those principles shift and morph, always in flux. My varying timings for grabbing the Black Sword lead to slight variations in the sword intents it births."

A wave of elation washed over the Holy Embryo Li Fan, his grasp on the world's mechanics growing sharper. In a flash of clarity, he unleashed a prolonged shout. The countless swords scattered on the ground quivered softly in echo.

Amid the sea of blades, the wooden sword from Master Bai at the core even arched a touch, as though vibrating to the Holy Embryo Li Fan's breakthroughs.

"Excellent," he whispered.

With a gentle flick of his lips, the Black Sword shot upward, slipping into his form and fusing to form his Foundation Establishment.