My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1189: The Primordial Golden Core Forms (Combined Two Chapter)

"That artifact appears capable of siphoning the essence of the wandering True Immortal Seal Script. Providing camouflage shouldn't be an issue."

"Yet, this is a technique the Severed Immortal Tower has revealed for the very first time. Even within our Academy of Dao Attainment—reputed to be the ultimate repository of dao techniques across the Immortal Ark—there exists zero documentation regarding it."

Li Fan’s duplicate fixed his gaze upon Zhao Xian, who was currently lost in a deep slumber.

"The Immortal Ark operates under a rigid hierarchical structure. Many inhabitants never venture beyond their native continent throughout their entire lives. To fortify a stronghold, one must find a pathway to infiltrate it from within."

The clone extended a finger, lightly tapping Zhao Xian between the brows.

In a hazy state, Zhao Xian felt as though he were trapped within an endless dream.

Inside this vision, the discord between the Severed Immortal Tower and the Celestial Pivot Court escalated without either side gaining a decisive edge. Their struggle grew increasingly vicious, with both factions resorting to darker methods. Finally, it culminated in a total catastrophe. The Immortal Ark plummeted into the crushing depths of the Relic Sea, reduced to smoldering debris. Not a single soul survived—Zhao Xian himself included.

Waking from this nightmare, the typically cheerful and optimistic Zhao Xian found himself unable to steady his nerves, his complexion pallid and bloodless.

The reason was simple: the dream had been terrifyingly vivid. Specific memories remained etched with such crystalline clarity that he felt as though he had traveled through time.

"In that vision, ten years down the line, scavengers of the Immortal Ark unearthed a supreme relic known as the Derivation Law Jade within the Relic Sea. It possessed the ability to spontaneously derive various cultivation methods and even tailor them to specific conditions. The Severed Immortal Tower and the Celestial Pivot Court clashed violently over its possession. Eventually, our Academy of Dao Attainment secured it temporarily. While the academy amassed a vast collection of cultivation methods during that era, it simultaneously sowed the seeds for inevitable ruin."

"As a high-ranking disciple of the academy, I was privileged enough to study some of those arts within the dream."

"Sea Stabilizing Divine Sword..."

Zhao Xian reflexively began to cycle the cultivation technique he had glimpsed in his nightmare.

Seconds later, his expression shifted into one of sheer shock.

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Xian accessed even deeper fragments of those cultivation techniques.

"Taikang Geng Metal Sword Qi, Heavenly Emperor Qi Canon, Two-Qi Illuminating the Spirit: All-Heavens Annihilation Art, Boundless Celestial Pivot Spirit-Severing Art..."

Successive, earth-shaking supreme arts flooded his consciousness.

Every phrase and incantation remained razor-sharp in his mind.

As he silently recited these techniques, the resulting Qi circulation left Zhao Xian trembling; these were no fabrications of his imagination, but authentic, supreme divine arts!

"These methods... let alone me, even the entire Academy of Dao Attainment possesses no one capable of deriving such techniques..."

Zhao Xian’s heart pounded against his ribs with frantic intensity.

"Could it be that I have truly migrated from the future back into the past?"

For half a day, Zhao Xian struggled to process this reality. No matter how deeply he pondered, he could not fathom why such an inexplicable event had befallen him.

Unable to find an answer, he decided to set his confusion aside.

Zhao Xian’s focus quickly narrowed to the tragic conclusion of the dream, where the Immortal Ark met its demise.

"If what I saw is true..."

"I must prevent this," Zhao Xian whispered, his hands curling into tight fists.

Having witnessed the brutal events of his nightmare, the younger Zhao Xian had matured into a more composed individual. He avoided his usual habit of consulting the Myriad Inquiries Records, knowing full well that every search query and interaction on that platform was monitored by the Academy of Dao Attainment.

"The destruction of the Immortal Ark is too grave a matter to voice aloud—not even to my Master. And I certainly cannot allow the Academy of Dao Attainment—the very organization destined for total annihilation in the coming conflict—to learn of this. Who knows? They might react with even greater extremism and inadvertently trigger the Ark's downfall prematurely."

Zhao Xian paced his chambers, his thoughts racing. Since that intense dream, he felt his mind had become significantly more fluid.

"Master said it best. The Immortal Ark requires one sole helmsman. But the hostility between the Severed Immortal Tower and the Celestial Pivot Court is irreconcilable. If they continue their internal warfare, the obliteration of the Immortal Ark is inevitable."

"The most practical approach is to cut through the turmoil swiftly and grant one side a landslide advantage."

Zhao Xian’s gaze hardened. "While some memories of specific faces and minor events remain blurry, my recollection of these future cultivation methods and secret arts is flawless. With this advantage of decades of foresight, I am confident I can aid one faction in unifying the Immortal Ark. As for which to choose..."

Reflecting on their governance and actions from his dream, Zhao Xian ultimately settled on the Severed Immortal Tower.

"They are currently rising to prominence and lack skilled manpower. With my display of aptitude, infiltrating their ranks will be simple."

"My current cultivation is far too meager. Speed is of the essence. Fortunately, my mind is currently an overflowing library of miraculous techniques."

"With steady resources, crossing two major realms within a year is well within my grasp."

Zhao Xian closed his eyes, settling into meditation, already plotting how he would astonish the Academy of Dao Attainment once he emerged from his secluded training.

He remained blissfully unaware that a faint, translucent figure watched him with quiet interest from the shadows.

This figure was indeed Li Fan’s clone.

"Without the traditional restrictions preventing the simultaneous use of disparate techniques, all the countless methods I studied in previous iterations can be utilized to their full potential here."

"Compared to the hostile, cutthroat nature of the Xuanhuang Realm, this Immortal Ark feels like a sanctuary of cultivation."

Li Fan, long bound by the heavy constraints of the Xuanhuang Realm, now stoked the fires of destiny on the Immortal Ark, reveling in the complete freedom to unleash his entire repertoire of supreme techniques.

……

Having traversed the vast Star Sea, breached the civilization of the Immortal Ark hidden within the depths of the Relic Sea, and successfully established a foothold to remain dormant, Holy Embryo Li Fan had spent over a year.

However, due to the variance in time flow across different sectors of the Star Sea, less than six months had passed within the Xuanhuang Realm.

In that half-year, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance had largely recovered from the grand upheaval that once threatened to tear the Xuanhuang Realm apart.

The swirling white mist barriers had long returned to their original, tranquil state.

Even the memories of that disaster had begun to fade for many cultivators. Everything appeared to have reset to the status quo.

Within the Great Qi Holy Dynasty—one of the small worlds under the Xuanhuang Realm—the progress observed over these six months could only be described as meteoric.

This was no exaggeration. In the skies above Great Qi, a celestial phenomenon had emerged capable of rivaling the sun and moon.

Centered around five hazy halos, a growing cluster of radiant stars filled the firmament.

They remained clearly visible even under the harsh glare of daylight.

At night, they utterly eclipsed the dim, original starlight of Great Qi.

Folkloric whispers suggested these five halos signified the five personal disciples of the Holy Emperor. The stars appearing in their wake represented the countless talents surfacing within the dynasty.

The rumors were not without merit; evidence was everywhere.

Just three days ago, the entire populace of Great Qi had witnessed a star near the celestial halos suddenly flare with a brilliance thousandfold brighter than tradition dictated.

It then transformed into a searing beam, plunging directly toward the palace throne within the Holy Capital.

The phenomenon lingered for nearly half a day before the pillar of light finally faded, leaving no trace behind.

Afterward, the public was struck by the realization that the star in question had vanished from the sky, descending into the world of men.

If a mere disciple of the Holy Emperor could manifest such a miracle, what of the Emperor himself?

Following the awe-inspiring display the Holy Emperor had unveiled six months earlier, the populace plunged into deeper, hushed speculations regarding his true, terrifying power.

Across the Great Qi Holy Dynasty, faith in the Holy Emperor had solidified into a monolith of singular, fearful devotion.

At this moment, the unparalleled Holy Emperor, praised by his subjects, stood with a heavy frown, staring at the white-haired youth seated in silent meditation before him.

Unlike the folk tales, since the light beam descended three days prior, Holy Emperor Li Ping felt no joy. Instead, cold fury and strategic vigilance burned in his heart.

He had instantly perceived the true nature of that descent: one of the massive Cave-Heavens, which Daoist Hundred Flowers had painstakingly transported to the outer rim of the Great Qi small world to act as a propulsion system, had ceased to exist.

It had detonated.

And the culprit behind this destruction was currently sitting in the heart of Great Qi, within the Holy Capital!

Yet until this very moment, Li Ping had been oblivious. How could he, who viewed himself as the ordained Holy Emperor, bear such a slight?

Over the last six months, while the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance focused on pacification, Daoist Hundred Flowers had labored without rest, dragging various Cave-Heavens from the Xuanhuang Realm to this location.

Perhaps due to the fluctuations of the Star Sea weakening the fabric of the Xuanhuang Realm, the transport had been easier than expected. Even so, months of exhaustion had driven her to hide within the Five Elements Cave-Heaven to recover.

The catastrophe of a exploding Cave-Heaven was completely unanticipated.

With a grim expression, Daoist Hundred Flowers had been forced to abandon her recovery and emerge from seclusion.

By that time, Li Fan had already pinpointed the source of the disaster.

Just as he prepared to deliver a verdict, a single sentence from Yin Shangren transformed his rage into shock and delight!

"Someone..."

"Has successfully manifested the Primordial Golden Core!"

Even the Holy Emperor felt his composure crumble for an instant at the proclamation.

The Primordial Golden Core, following the Foundation Establishment through Oneself, acted as a vital pivot in the New New Method and a cornerstone of Li Ping’s grand scheme to overthrow the established Immortal Ancestor system.

This initial threshold was notoriously difficult to cross. Once overcome, it was destined to trigger seismic changes.

When Li Ping had first summoned Yin Shangren to collaborate on the New New Method, he had possessed little expectation, treating it as a gamble.

After all, the Immortal Ancestor's system had governed for ten millennia.

To sever its roots was no simple matter.

Li Ping had estimated it would take decades—or even a century—to see results. He had never dreamed that in half a year, Yin Shangren would deliver such a monumental breakthrough.

Simultaneously, a seed of doubt sprouted in Li Fan’s mind.

Rather than questioning the youth, he fixed his gaze on Yin Shangren, silently demanding clarity.

Yin Shangren disregarded Li Ping entirely, his eyes fixed on the cultivating youth with a fanatic, intoxicated glow.

"The atmosphere... the breath of the world..."

Li Ping furrowed his brow.

The black-haired youth exuded an incredibly strange aura.

He was indeed among the favored disciples trained in the Foundation Establishment through Oneself method, and he had clearly completed the breakthrough.

That elusive, flickering strength was impossible for even Li Ping to interpret fully.

However, the youth’s vitality was alarmingly thin.

It bore no resemblance to the vigorous bloom typical of a realm advancement; instead, it mimicked a candle flame dancing in a gale, ready to vanish at any moment.

It seemed as if his life force might simply evaporate into thin air.

After an extended silence, as the youth’s face contorted in agony, Yin Shangren sighed deeply: "Seizing the world’s creation with one’s own vessel..."

"How perilous it is! While he successfully formed the Primordial Golden Core, the backlash is severe. If he cannot withstand this pressure, the only destination is death, his corporeal body and his dao scattered to the winds."

Li Ping mentally discarded the secondary warnings, focusing solely on the core concept.

"Seizing the world’s creation with the physical body? Is this the key to the Primordial Golden Core?" Li Ping inquired.

Yin Shangren hesitated before responding: "You see the state he is in. He has achieved the breakthrough, but the price is almost certain annihilation..."

"The New New Method should not inherently follow such a destructive path."

Yin Shangren went on to recount the process by which he had deciphered the Primordial Golden Core through this accidental opportunity.

"What is meant by 'Primordial'?"

"Building a foundation through oneself means establishing your base upon your own essence. Humans reside within the world; to evolve, one must extract the answers from heaven and earth."

"Seizing the world’s creation with one’s body is fundamentally distinct from the Immortal Ancestor system’s direct consumption of natural energy..."

"Though, in practical effect, the outcomes are startlingly similar." Yin Shangren abruptly fell silent.

Looking up at the fading shadow of the destroyed Cave-Heaven in the sky, he finished: "Achieving the Primordial does not involve siphoning matter or energy, but the 'creation' of the world itself."

"The Great Dao is fifty, heaven utilizes forty-nine. Because of the one that escapes, the world possesses infinite possibilities, granting heaven and earth perpetual vitality across the ages."

"But should that escaping element be seized..."

"The light that spanned the heavens just now was their destiny."

"I did intervene, of course. Without external guidance, this evolution would have taken centuries. I had to aid this child. Otherwise, relying on a Foundation Establishment constitution to act so greedily against heaven and earth—even against a single Cave-Heaven—would have meant losing his consciousness to the void within that world." Yin Shangren glanced back at Li Ping, entirely unapologetic.

"To have thought of an approach I could not conceive, this child is truly remarkable."

……

From Yin Shangren’s explanation, Li Ping began to grasp the nature of this Primordial Golden Core.

As the master of Great Qi, having interacted with countless small worlds at close proximity, the wisdom in Yin Shangren’s words resonated clearly.

"The world truly acts like a human body. The concept of utilizing a world’s 'creation' to achieve one's own Primordial state is, in essence, viable."

"It is simply that..."

Li Ping pondered for a long time, eventually shaking his head inwardly.

"This threshold is far too steep!"

"To swallow a world using only a mortal body? Even I am not certain I could achieve such a feat."

"The New New Method is meant to be a universal template that every practitioner can follow."