My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1220: The Fishing Finally Yields a Treasure
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
Daoist Hundred Flowers arrived to give her report to Li Ping.
Naturally, her chief aim was to seek more source power essence.
Having absorbed it multiple times and felt her power surge swiftly, Hundred Flowers had savored the benefits and struggled to give it up.
Truth be told, the golden source power produced by the You Clan’s prayer ceremonies remained somewhat short of genuine source power essence.
Yet for a Longevity Immortal cultivator using ancient methods like Hundred Flowers, any further progress felt just as potent as the authentic version.
As she greeted Li Ping, Hundred Flowers spotted Qiao Gong and Tianyang standing nearby.
Though Tianyang looked like a youth externally, the immense power hidden in his frame startled Hundred Flowers inwardly.
Qiao Gong, meanwhile, emanated a sense of familiarity to her.
It stemmed from the presence of a cultivator originating beyond the Xuanhuang Realm.
After scrutinizing the pair briefly, Hundred Flowers held her tongue.The Holy Dynasty of Great Qi brimmed with all sorts of bizarre figures. She had gotten used to it long ago.
To her, it proved a fortunate circumstance.
Once Li Ping handed over the source power essence, Hundred Flowers departed in high spirits.
“Fellow Daoist, who was that?” Qiao Gong inquired cautiously.
“Daoist Hundred Flowers, former sect master of the Heavenly Lotus Sect in the Wansheng Realm.” Li Ping offered a concise introduction.
This brief remark stunned Qiao Gong and ignited his curiosity.
Like him, she hailed from another realm of immortal cultivation—a survivor. Could that imply even more such souls lurked in this minor world?
Harboring that doubt, Qiao Gong and Tianyang trailed Li Ping on a broad tour of the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi.
The Immortal Spirit Pagodas ceaselessly emitting spiritual energy around the clock, or the vigilant arrows patrolling the heavens, both astonished the duo profoundly.
Along the way, chance meetings with enigmatic powerhouses reinforced their awareness: the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi concealed numerous hidden experts and crouching tigers, many akin to themselves.
Finally, they entered the Holy Emperor’s throne hall.
Li Ping ascended to his proper seat, gazed down upon them, and his voice resounded through the vast chamber.
“Fellow Daoist Qiao Gong, your artifact refining prowess is exceptional, as I know.”
“Here are some concepts for crafting novel puppets. Feel free to examine them and gain some inspiration.”
The designs Li Ping unveiled swiftly captivated Qiao Gong.
“Source power essence merged with body transforming into the Dao, alongside artifact refining methods from the Heavenly Mechanism Realm…”
“Producing beings with independent awareness to match immortal-grade puppets.”
Qiao Gong grew increasingly thrilled the longer he studied them.
To him, the scheme held perfect viability. Numerous notions within aligned precisely with his cherished longtime ideas.
“I’ll carve out a dedicated zone in the Great Qi small world for your experiments.”
“Tianyang shall lend you his aid as well.”
Li Ping went on: “Start by forging a batch of puppets for practice. When all proves smooth, proceed to upgrade Tianyang.”
At those words, Qiao Gong eyed Tianyang and grasped the intent instantly.
“Ink Flame serving as the base, elevated by source power essence…”
“Upon success, his might should rival a Xuanhuang Longevity Immortal cultivator at minimum!”
Envisioning how he might soon forge true Longevity Immortal cultivators—or even immortal-grade entities of sorts—with his very hands, Qiao Gong felt a surge of hidden excitement.
Soon after finishing the transfer with Great Qi’s assigned staff, Qiao Gong dove eagerly into his tasks.
“Everything’s in place now; all that remains is awaiting the Medicine King Sect folks’ return,” Li Ping mused.
He had set a comprehensive trap ages ago. The moment the Medicine King Cauldron reentered the Xuanhuang Realm, it would get pulled straight into the Great Qi small world.
Pills offered scant boost to Great Qi’s collective might overall, but Li Ping held several ruthless pill formulas capable of crippling the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s cultivators.
The Faceless Holy Emperor perched steadily on the Holy Emperor’s throne, his thoughts racing over the Holy Dynasty’s latest events.
He didn’t need to micromanage; affairs advanced methodically and progressed favorably without cease.
All knew the Holy Emperor observed ceaselessly, ensuring no one dared to grow lax.
Having mulled over these trivialities, the Holy Emperor’s mind gradually settled.
His form blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he stood within the shadowy chamber hidden below the Holy Emperor’s throne.
It looked just like an infinite starry sky. Scores of treasures hovered silently like stars, radiating dazzling glows.
The fishing contest of the Holy Dynasty never paused for a single instant.
Innumerable treasures had been reeled in from the fishing pond.
Li Ping kept the vow he swore in the past without fail.
Every one of these treasures fully belonged to the Holy Dynasty's ordinary citizens.
Naturally, if someone didn't want a treasure because of their own disposition or couldn't discern its purpose, they had the option to turn it in for alternative prizes.
This treasury held fishing pond treasures that remained unclaimed.
Li Fan paid little attention to most of them.
Except for just one...
Li Ping stretched out his right hand, summoning a burst of golden source power essence.
Among the light orbs in the treasury, one reacted quickest. It rushed to Li Ping's side before the others could budge.
The orb spun around obsequiously without cease.
A faint silhouette of a tiny kitten appeared within the light orb, gazing at Li Ping with longing eyes.
Li Ping gathered source power essence on his fingertip, and the kitten grasped his intent right away.
With a joyful cry, it drew near and lapped at Li Ping's finger.
“Like a beast but not quite, like an artifact yet not truly one. The immense Star Sea holds endless marvels. To think such a thing exists.” Li Ping sighed to himself in awe.
The little kitten appeared utterly innocuous.
But as it neared, the golden source power web within Li Fan’s body detected peril and triggered its defenses automatically.
Though it mimicked a living being, it bore no life aura whatsoever.
Truthfully, when first pulled from the pond, it was nothing more than a cat-shaped figurine.
No matter what tests the fortunate fisher applied, he found no function for the statue and finally surrendered it to the Holy Dynasty for other benefits.
Initially, even Li Ping saw nothing special in it.
Not until one day, when he noticed some stored treasures in the treasury had mysteriously vanished. Only by deploying source power essence in a special hunt did he nab the thief.
The cat form was merely one of its guises.
After gorging itself, it settled in for a lazy nap but picked up on Li Ping's conveyed wish.
Though reluctant, mindful of future feasts, the little kitten issued a feeble, impotent growl.
A surge of cyan light flashed, reshaping the kitten into a compact square box.
Odd patterns adorned the box's surfaces.
Stars plummeting from the heavens, beasts swarming over the land in hordes.
In the Star Sea, vast fleets of giant ships extended without end.
A pair of enormous human silhouettes faced off, divided by a flowing river of light and shadow.
…
Li Ping grasped the small square box and pointed it toward a light orb in the treasury.
From one end of the box, a subtle cyan glow shot out instantly.
The light completely shrouded the light orb inside.