My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1441: The Fruit of All Beings' Wills

After drinking a bowl of red soup, the expressions on the faces of the three Sword Domain cultivators began to change violently.

Clearly, not everyone could enjoy the wonders of the desires of all beings as calmly as Li Fan had upon his first taste.

Ji Xingdao's eyes were wide open, and the aura around him surged and fluctuated like turbulent waves.

Situ Tiantian's brows were tightly furrowed, her face as cold as frost. Countless flakes of frost and snow seemed to dance around her. Upon closer inspection, those white crystals were actually shaped like flying swords.

Zhao Xing was the one who performed the best among the three. He merely looked as though he had drunk a bowl of exceptionally strong liquor. A strange expression flashed across his face before quickly returning to normal.

Regardless of how the three Sword Domain cultivators were faring, Scholar Zhu rose from the main seat and slowly descended, his long robe trailing behind him.

His hunched figure, concealed beneath the robe, emitted a strange creaking and growing sound. Before long, it gradually became slender.

A plaintive, sorrowful female voice slowly began singing throughout the hall.

"The Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Garment Bliss Pavilion, the golden goblets and jade wine fill the endless feast. Drums and music shake the heavens as graceful dances whirl, while the lanterns dim and the night remains far from over..."

Li Fan stared intently at that graceful figure whose face could not be seen.

Accompanying Scholar Zhu's singing, the doors of the City Lord's Residence seemed to suddenly swing open. The place, which had originally been utterly silent, instantly plunged into a boiling cauldron.

The voices of countless living beings from the City of Blissful came from all directions, gathering within the residence.

In a daze, Li Fan saw everything taking place within the Blissful City.

Laughter, indulgence, fighting, lust, pleasure, delight, drunkenness, joy.

Countless scenes of living beings indulging themselves to their hearts' content exploded before Li Fan's eyes at the same time.

"The Blissful City. Blissful."

Yet everything suddenly changed along with Scholar Zhu's melody.

"When joy reaches its height, sorrow follows. Heaven and earth are drenched in blood. Blades flash as blood becomes a crimson mire. Evil spirits lurk beneath the shadows of night, while myriad ghosts are born. Heads become packed earth, bones become beams..."

His tone turned cold and sinister, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"Clang!"

It was like the sound of a sharp sword falling to the ground, awakening the countless living beings within the Blissful City and pulling them from their blissful dreams.

All the magnificent lanterns went out, and the Blissful City instantly fell into darkness.

Yet the darkness did not last long.

A blood red sun slowly rose from the horizon.

Its crimson light poured into the city.

The slaughter had begun.

Those who had been loving companions at each other's sides throughout the long night of bliss now suddenly drew their blades against one another, fighting until one side was dead.

Friendship, familial affection, love.

All of them became meaningless during the long night that followed.

Only survival remained, the sole eternal concern.

...

"Die, die, die, die!"

"Kill!"

"Ah!"

Screams and frenzied cries of slaughter rang out like a grand symphony within the City Lord's Residence.

Scholar Zhu had already returned from the appearance of a dancing maiden to that of a hunched old man. His face was filled with pleasure as he watched the slaughter taking place throughout the city.

Meanwhile, the three young cultivators of the Sword Domain, who had gradually recovered from their hallucinations induced by the red soup, began to turn pale and tremble as they faced the terrifying scenes in the Blissful City, where every aspect of human evil was laid bare.

Li Fan also put on an expression of extreme discomfort.

"What a pity. For such a spectacle, there should have been more people here to enjoy it."

"Yet only you juniors came."

Scholar Zhu's voice carried a hint of loneliness and desolation.

But the slaughter within the Blissful City did not stop because of this.

"Then it would be even more boring, and that would make me lose face."

Scholar Zhu's voice echoed in everyone's ears like that of a devil.

Another variable manifested within the Blissful City.

The living beings who had already been killed actually came back to life.

However, they no longer returned as living creatures. Instead, they became formless ghost shadows.

At this point, they had two choices.

The first was to directly take revenge as vengeful ghosts. This allowed them to kill their enemies outright, but at the same time, their own ghost forms would vanish completely.

The second was to possess survivors and use their bodies to carry out a complete revenge. The power of the possessed person was like the combined strength of two people, greatly increasing the chances of taking revenge.

However, those who were killed would likewise become ghost shadows.

In ghost form, they could attack one another, but the only possible outcome was mutual destruction. Thus, most would choose instead to seek out other survivors and possess them.

As the slaughter continued, the Blissful City gradually became populated only by survivors possessed by ghosts.

If a survivor possessed by a ghost shadow was defeated, no new ghost shadow would be born, and the ghost possessing them would also vanish completely.

The slaughter gradually approached its conclusion.

When only one hundred survivors remained, those who were possessed would be able to perceive the existence of the ghost shadow possessing them.

They could choose coexistence, or they could launch an all out mental attack in which neither side would stop until one was dead.

Those who defeated their ghost shadows could completely absorb the other side's power and make it their own.

"Tell me, do you think there will be more humans or more ghosts among the final victors?"

Scholar Zhu suddenly asked everyone present.

"There should ultimately be ten victors in this grand ceremony. Each of you four will receive one fruit. Whoever guesses correctly will receive an additional one as a reward."

The three Sword Domain cultivators immediately showed delighted expressions.

Their fear and reluctance when watching the slaughter in the Blissful City were instantly thrown to the back of their minds.

"I guess the ghosts will definitely outnumber the humans among the survivors," Situ Tiantian immediately declared loudly, filled with confidence.

The other two Sword Domain cultivators also gave their own judgments.

One guessed that the ghosts would win.

The other guessed that the humans would.

When it was Li Fan's turn, he pondered for a moment before answering seriously.

"Among the ten victors, I think the humans and ghosts will each account for half."

The three Sword Domain cultivators all looked at him in surprise.

Scholar Zhu gave Li Fan a meaningful glance but said nothing.

The sun climbed to the center of the sky, and the slaughter in the Blissful City continued.

Those who had survived the initial massacre had already accumulated a certain amount of survival experience.

Hiding, lying low, launching attacks from the shadows.

As a result, the pace of the slaughter gradually slowed.

However, the Blissful City itself was shrinking, forcing them to gather closer together and accelerating the game once again.

Repeated viewing brought about aesthetic fatigue. After seeing it enough times, no matter how bloody or bizarre the scenes were, they gradually seemed ordinary.

The three Sword Domain cultivators had already become numb.

No unusual expressions appeared on their faces anymore. They had even begun to feel somewhat impatient.

Only Li Fan continued to seriously observe the different reactions and choices made by every living being in the Blissful City when faced with life and death.

As promised, the Blissful City underwent one cycle every three years.

This slaughter truly lasted for three whole years.

It seemed that, behind the scenes, some mysterious force was secretly controlling the progress of this game.

During those three years, the three Sword Domain cultivators drank bowl after bowl of red soup.

By now, drinking it was no different from drinking boiled water. They felt nothing at all.

Li Fan did not receive such treatment.

During the first year, he was rewarded with a total of six bowls.

After that, Scholar Zhu deliberately ignored him.

Li Fan knew that Scholar Zhu was gradually increasing the three Sword Domain cultivators' ability to withstand it, so that they would not be unable to endure the infinite killing intent contained within the fruit when they finally consumed it and end up becoming idiots.

After all, they were people of the Sword Domain, and Scholar Zhu had to give them at least some consideration.

As for Ma Tiande...

His life or death simply depended on fate.

Three years had now passed.

The blood red sun finally disappeared beyond the horizon.

Only a final small section of the Blissful City remained, and it once again fell into darkness.

Yet at this moment, it seemed to enter a state of suspended time. All the survivors remained motionless as though frozen in ice.

The light and shadows contracted and flew directly into the City Lord's Residence.

The survivors radiated faint light as they emerged from the phantom image of the Blissful City.

The ghost shadows and the humans each separated.

"Five Ghosts, five people? You actually guessed it, kid!" Situ Tiantian looked at Li Fan in shock.

The three people from the Sword Domain were somewhat dejected when the extra meal they had been looking forward to slipped away.

Li Fan, however, knew that this was Scholar Zhu saving their lives.

With the strength of these young people, they might barely withstand swallowing a single fruit. If they swallowed two in succession, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

"So this Scholar Zhu is truly petty to the extreme."

Li Fan sneered inwardly.

Judging from how precisely the duration of the slaughter in Blissful City could be controlled, the entire process was merely going through the motions.

The final outcome was entirely determined by a single thought from Scholar Zhu.

Because Li Fan had guessed that the final result would be an equal number of humans and ghosts, the final survivors would necessarily consist of equal numbers of humans and ghosts.

"Very good. These two fruits will be given to you!"

The survivors, glowing with a faint white light, looked as though they had returned to their mother's womb. Their bodies curled up, taking the form of fruits.

Scholar Zhu selected the two most robust ones and personally handed them to Li Fan.

Li Fan bowed and expressed his thanks.

The three people from the Sword Domain were visibly displeased, but they did not dare to act recklessly. They could only swallow their respective fruit in one gulp, their dissatisfaction written plainly on their faces.

Li Fan sensed that Scholar Zhu's gaze remained fixed on him.

He followed suit and swallowed one of the fruits first.

There was no sensation of tasting it. The Fruit of All Beings melted instantly upon entering his mouth.

Countless thoughts, memories, and emotions overlapped and then exploded violently within Li Fan's mind.

It was as though a terrifying storm capable of destroying everything had suddenly arisen from a completely calm plain.

Li Fan's original consciousness was swept up by the violent winds, helpless and precariously close to being overwhelmed.

"This is what is meant by the will of all beings, which can refine all gods."

"If it were my divine sense, tempered through a hundred reincarnations and reflecting the Great Dao, then no matter how powerful this storm became, it could not shake me in the slightest. But Ma Tiande simply does not possess such ability..."

"Unless he uses the Dao Net."

Hidden within the storm of the wills of all beings, Li Fan secretly observed Scholar Zhu from the corner of his eye, sneering inwardly.

He had already thought of a way to deal with this.

"Within the Dao Net, there are Nameless True Immortal anchors."

"From one of those nodes, I vaguely sensed an aura extremely similar to Scholar Zhu's..."

Li Fan's thoughts raced.

In reality, Ma Tiande was already weeping uncontrollably, his face twisted in agony.

A single face was somehow displaying several completely different expressions at once. His hands and feet also moved and flailed uncontrollably, like a drowning man desperately reaching for any possible lifeline.

Scholar Zhu watched Ma Tiande struggle with an expression of enjoyment.

Yet from the corner of his eye, he could not help looking toward the heavens beyond.

When a Dao Net operator dies, a signal will be generated and transmitted through the Dao Net to the Administration Council.

Within the Shuo Star Sea, there were surviving forces from various cultivation worlds, and even from different star seas. There were even beings who had once been True Immortals. Strange and secret methods emerged one after another. Only the Dao Net could disregard all of these obstacles and transmit the Dao Net operator's condition to the Administration Council in real time.

This was the means by which the Shuo Star Sea maintained its own stability.

Yet it had become the very phenomenon Scholar Zhu had been hoping and waiting for.

This was also the true reason he had always wanted Ma Tiande to die.

However, the situation Scholar Zhu had expected did not occur.

The Dao Net operator who had already fallen into a state of mortal struggle seemed to have genuinely found something he could hold onto.

Although his expression was horribly distorted, Scholar Zhu could tell that the self-consciousness deep within him had never dissipated.

"Hm?"

This immediately piqued Scholar Zhu's interest.

"This is..."

As he narrowed his eyes and observed carefully, Scholar Zhu's expression suddenly changed.

He saw what was happening within the opponent's sea of consciousness.

Faced with a threat to his life and on the verge of death at any moment, Ma Tiande had instinctively written a large number of meaningless Dao Primal symbols.

These Dao Primal symbols could not form a Dao Net command, so they did not cause any disturbance within the Dao Net.

Yet, somehow, they formed a long dam that blocked the storm generated by the Fruit of All Beings from the outside.

"By a twist of fate, he managed to successfully invoke the power of the Dao Net without establishing an official Dao Net connection?"

Scholar Zhu possessed a profound understanding of the Dao Net as well.

He had already seen the fundamental reason Ma Tiande was able to survive.

The Dao Net had already become a genuinely existing entity.

Although it had fallen under the manipulation of certain individuals, the Dao Net's controllers could only regulate its behavior and commands.

They could not control all of its instinctive reactions.

After all, what the Dao Net imitated was every single Great Dao between heaven and earth.

"The Dao Primal command triggered the Dao Net."

"In theory, this should have caused a disturbance within the Dao Net. However, the Administration Council blocked the disturbance on their end."

"Amid an infinite number of possible combinations, it just happened to form one capable of saving his life."

"Was it a coincidence?"

Scholar Zhu remained silent.

He did not interfere, allowing Li Fan to swallow and digest the first fruit.

The storm of wills gradually subsided.

Li Fan awoke from his confusion and pain.

Before he had time to comprehend the changes brought about by swallowing the fruit, Scholar Zhu once again spoke coldly.

"Continue. There is still another one."

Li Fan was slightly stunned, seemingly unable to understand the reason for Scholar Zhu's coldness.

Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the second fruit.

The storm rose again within his sea of consciousness.

This time, it seemed even more violent than before.

Once again, it devoured Li Fan's consciousness.

"I want to see whether you can get lucky a second time!"

This time, Scholar Zhu had been staring at Ma Tiande's sea of consciousness from the very beginning.

Sure enough, once he was no longer able to struggle and gradually began losing consciousness, Ma Tiande's dying instinct once again summoned countless Dao Primal symbols.

The command they formed this time was different from the previous one.

"Looks like good fortune will not descend upon you a second time." Scholar Zhu was somewhat satisfied.

He waited for the storm of the wills of all beings to completely devour Ma Tiande.

But soon, his expression became somewhat strange.

The Dao Primal symbols this time had not formed another dam or wall.

Instead, they transformed into another storm.

The power of the two storms canceled each other out.

And once again, Ma Tiande emerged completely unharmed!