My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1015: Immortal Ancestor Leaving the Treasure Vault

Ever since Tianyang had appeared, Master Qiaogong’s focus had been entirely captured, his eyes never straying for a single moment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The Master scrutinized him from head to toe, letting out repeated gasps of wonder.

"Truly bizarre, truly bizarre."

"To witness such a flawless fusion between a living man and a physical object..."

"In the past, Shangguan Tuo, the chief elder of our Heavenly Mechanism Realm, attempted to gain absolute mastery over [Ancestor]. He made a desperate gamble by merging his own divine soul into the damaged core of [Ancestor]."

"Naturally, that endeavor ended in disaster. It nearly paved the way for the Heavenly Mechanism Realm's total annihilation. Following that catastrophe, any similar experiments were strictly outlawed. Although the artifact-refining methods of our Heavenly Mechanism Realm are remarkably clever, reaching a state this organic and seamless is unheard of..."

The eyes of Master Qiaogong glimmered with fascination, a look of pure obsession slowly taking hold.

Tianyang, despite his somewhat rigid demeanor, had long since recovered from his state of confusion. He watched Master Qiaogong with a wary gaze and retreated quietly toward Li Fan’s side.

"Heh, such is the splendor of the various realms of Cultivation; every path possesses its own unique wonders. This specific technique is known as Body Transforming into Dao. It enables a physical form to shift into an object, uniting the self and the external thing as one. Fellow Daoist Qiaogong, after such a long inspection, have you devised any methods to reinforce Tianyang?" Li Fan inquired with a faint smile.

"I have ideas—oh, I have plenty of ideas! I simply..." Master Qiaogong’s complexion turned a vibrant red from sheer exhilaration, looking as though he had stumbled upon a marvelous new toy.

"If Fellow Daoist Tianyang had surfaced in our Heavenly Mechanism Realm during those days, it would have created a massive sensation! It might have even rewritten the entire history of the Heavenly Mechanism Realm!"

"Our replicated Heavenly Mechanism Puppets are still vastly inferior to the prototype [Ancestor]. The most glaring hurdle is the scarcity of materials; we have to fully build each one before we can even compare them. This is because communication with the puppets is impossible. However, if Fellow Daoist Tianyang could provide assistance..."

"Many of [Ancestor]'s latent functions could be reconstructed one by one..."

"Of course, the support of Fellow Daoist's Flower of the Dao might be necessary." At this point, Master Qiaogong shifted his gaze back to Li Fan.

"Heh, Fellow Daoist Qiaogong, you may proceed as you see fit," Li Fan promised with great generosity.

Detecting Tianyang’s internal skepticism regarding Master Qiaogong’s reliability, Li Fan sent a silent reassurance, finally soothing Tianyang’s worries.

Observing Master Qiaogong and Tianyang as they departed together, Li Fan vanished, reappearing within the central underground chamber.

"Can source force be applied to sublimate a magic treasure?"

Li Fan beckoned the Final Dissociation Disc into the air.

After a brief moment of reflection, he decided against using the source force essence produced by the Faceless Stone Statue. He also refrained from utilizing the source force gathered through the Vital Essence of All Living Beings Technique.

Instead, he utilized only the feedback Cultivation he had earned through his personal practice of the Immortal Sitting Art.

A Calamity Body inside his Dantian shattered into pieces.

Guided by Li Fan’s will, the massive reservoir of stored Cultivation flooded toward the Final Dissociation Disc.

Upon closer inspection, Li Fan realized that the vast majority of this source force was not being absorbed by the artifact.

Rather, it bounced off, remaining entirely intact.

If no cultivator were there to reclaim it, it would eventually evaporate into the space between heaven and earth.

However, Li Fan also sharply observed that a minuscule fraction of the source force vanished into nothingness the moment it touched the Final Dissociation Disc!

Li Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He began manifesting a new Calamity Body on one side while simultaneously pulling back the scattered source force on the other.

He continued to drench the Final Dissociation Disc in source power repeatedly.

The process was akin to sifting through mounds of sand with powerful waves.

Slowly, the Final Dissociation Disc began to exhibit a transformation.

To an outside observer, it would be difficult to tell that any change had occurred. Yet, the improvement in the Dissociation Disc’s speed for calculating formations was undeniable.

"Certain treasures, after being wielded by cultivators for long periods, will gradually develop a sense of spirituality. They become as responsive as one's own limbs, producing even greater results. In essence, this process is quite similar."

Feeling the bond between himself and the Final Dissociation Disc grow increasingly profound and tangible, Li Fan experienced a flash of realization.

Regrettably, every object possesses its own threshold.

Through the infusion of source power, the capabilities of the Final Dissociation Disc eventually increased by roughly one-fifth.

Beyond that point, source power ceased to have any further effect on it.

"It is better than nothing. I simply do not know if this method can be used to temper it again once the Dissociation Disc absorbs the other nine disks of this world and undergoes a qualitative evolution," Li Fan mused to himself.

As if summoned by his thoughts, a message arrived.

Three days later, Li Fan finally heard from Mo Rubin.

The designated meeting spot remained that hidden Cave-Heaven, and the nine Dissociation Discs had successfully been acquired.

When Li Fan encountered Mo Rubin again, he sensed a subtle shift in the man.

"Hm? You seem to have changed somewhat?" Li Fan questioned him with blunt directness.

Mo Rubin grinned, making no effort to hide his state: "Hahaha, as I expected, I cannot escape Brother Xingwang’s sharp eyes!"

"I have labored tirelessly for the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, settling one problem after another. My contributions are evident to everyone, so naturally, the Council of Dharma Transmitters has granted me a reward," Mo Rubin explained, his face glowing with obvious pride.

"Is the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance not already yours as Transmitters? You can essentially take whatever you desire. Why is there a need for a reward?" Li Fan retorted with a sarcastic, half-smiling expression.

"You shouldn't say such things. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has always belonged to the venerable Immortal Ancestor. We Dharma Transmitters, Mirror Holders, and the True Illusory Sages are merely overseeing it on his behalf," Mo Rubin replied with a face full of solemn righteousness, acting as a paragon of virtue.

Then, he broke into a loud laugh.

"However, the items within this [Treasure Vault of Ten Thousand Realms] are truly nothing short of extraordinary. This massive haul is an unexpected joy." Mo Rubin did not specify what he had received, opting instead to describe the Treasure Vault of Ten Thousand Realms.

It was revealed that the Treasure Vault of Ten Thousand Realms contained a multitude of treasures salvaged by the Immortal Ancestor from the remains of various cultivation realms that had been absorbed by the Xuanhuang Realm.

In the vast Darkest Star Sea, only the Xuanhuang Realm had endured.

The other realms of cultivation had either tumbled into the Immortal Ruins or been consumed by the Xuanhuang Realm itself.

Every treasure from those dead worlds had been stored within this vault.

The title "Ten Thousand Realms" was indeed earned.

Anything that could catch the Immortal Ancestor’s eye and be deemed worthy of collection was naturally of incredible worth.

In his mind’s eye, Li Fan imagined the industrious Immortal Ancestor dragging fragments of destroyed realms through the starry void, harvesting their treasures before merging the remains into the Xuanhuang Realm.

"It is a shame that the Treasure Vault of Ten Thousand Realms can only be accessed through a joint decision by the Council of Dharma-Transmitters. I cannot even take something for myself in private. Otherwise, I would have let Brother Xingwang share in the benefits," Mo Rubin said with a grin.

Li Fan met this with a cold expression: "They are merely external objects in the end. Just like these nine Dissociation Discs, they are nothing more than tools. Ultimately, everything relies on our own strength."

Hearing those words, Mo Rubin’s expression shifted.

He then spoke with a serious tone: "Brother Xingwang is correct. My heart has become somewhat arrogant."

Li Fan gave a cold snort and fell silent.

He simply stared at the nine Dissociation Discs that Mo Rubin had casually presented—objects that seemed to exist both near and far, glowing with a crystalline white radiance.

Within his sea of consciousness, he forcibly held back the intense hunger that suddenly erupted from the Final Dissociation Disc.