My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1033: Clash of Justice

Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
On the remote Fan Yong Island, a bizarre ritual known as Grappling Fight has spiraled into a supernatural catastrophe. The contests, which once allowed winners to temporarily seize a loser's identity, have evolved into a forced phenomenon where the victor physically transforms into the loser and absorbs their memories, while the loser vanishes entirely. This cycle of forced assimilation has reduced the island’s population to a single survivor: a grotesque, immobile figure possessed by the collective will of over one hundred thousand people. Li Fan arrives to investigate this dark power and narrowly avoids being ensnared by the island's compulsory challenge. Intrigued by the potential to use this "weak devours the strong" mechanic for his own ends, he attempts to experiment by forcing a match between the survivor and a captured cultivator. However, the interference of external power renders the ritual invalid, alerting the survivor to Li Fan's presence and the existence of immortal cultivators.

With tears streaming down his face, the bloated figure struggled to prostrate himself on the ground.

He pleaded desperately for the immortal master to spare his life.

Only at this moment did Li Fan choose to reveal his presence.

"It appears that the rules are rendered void when an outsider interferes. The effect only takes hold if he secures victory entirely through his own efforts."

Li Fan reflected silently.

Without wasting any words on the spherical man, Li Fan locked his eyes on him, and a sudden, invisible pressure descended.

While he crushed the hundred thousand wailing intents within the man's mind—shattering them into fragments to serve as nourishment for his consciousness—he also performed a spiritual liposuction on the man's physical form.

Half a day later, the survivor, now restored to a normal physique with a consciousness strengthened to nearly match an ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator, slowly regained his senses.

"Jiang Nian'er, you inhabitants of Fan Yong Island dwell upon a land blessed by the heavens, yet you wasted your lives in idleness rather than striving for progress, squandering the grace of the world. Consequently, heaven has delivered a divine punishment, bringing this disaster upon you."

"Moved by the mercy heaven holds for all living things and seeing your miserable condition, I have stepped in to rescue you."

Li Fan’s voice resonated like a clap of thunder, his divine sense surging directly into the man’s mind.

He etched these words into his psyche like a searing brand.

"Thank you for your mercy, Immortal Master; thank you for your mercy, Immortal Master..."

The restored Jiang Nian'er soon began to weep uncontrollably, kowtowing repeatedly against the earth.

"I only desire to follow you from this day forth, serving as a beast of burden to repay the kindness of giving me a new life..."

Even as a fusion of over a hundred thousand mortal souls, Jiang Nian'er was easily brainwashed by Li Fan and spoke with absolute devotion.

Li Fan offered no immediate response, merely stating with gravity: "This is a disaster, but it is also a magnificent opportunity."

"You wish to be my disciple..."

"For now, you lack the necessary qualifications. First, follow me and serve as a Daoist child. If your future conduct meets my expectations..."

Li Fan spoke with cold indifference.

Jiang Nian'er bowed to Li Fan once more, not daring to lift his gaze.

"He is your trial!"

Li Fan gestured toward the paralyzed Foundation Establishment cultivator nearby.

"The cultivators of this realm are categorized into Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment..."

After a brief explanation of the Xuanhuang Realm's Cultivation hierarchy, Li Fan added: "This individual is at the late-stage of Foundation Establishment."

"You must overcome him using only your own strength!"

"My patience is thin; I shall grant you a mere fifteen days."

Jiang Nian'er’s frame immediately stiffened.

Although he did not comprehend the true power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment expert, he had witnessed immortal masters soaring through the clouds.

Faced with powers that could command the wind and rain and traverse the heavens, how could a simple mortal like him hope to win?

What could possibly be achieved in only fifteen days?

Observing Jiang Nian'er’s terror, Li Fan smiled: "Do not worry, I would not send you to your death on a futile errand."

With a light tap on Jiang Nian'er’s forehead, Li Fan conveyed a Golden Core technique and a basic manual on formations.

"The knowledge I have bestowed upon you will be enough to deal with him."

"Naturally, if you fail to absorb enough of this information within fifteen days..."

"Then he shall be the fortunate one instead." Li Fan glanced at the nameless Foundation Establishment cultivator and smiled thinly.

Jiang Nian'er’s heart raced, and he hurried to sit cross-legged on a mat, beginning to process the knowledge Li Fan had forced into his mind.

"Gather the spiritual energy of the world to command its Qi..."

Starting from the most fundamental Cultivation concepts, a brand-new path of immortality began to reveal itself to Jiang Nian'er.

Even though his divine sense was now comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, Jiang Nian'er clearly had no idea how to wield such immense power yet.

He continued to read word by word, moving slowly and cautiously, like a mortal terrified of overlooking a single detail.

It wasn't until dusk that he suddenly snapped awake.

Had half a day truly slipped away already?

The pressure of the fifteen-day deadline felt like a mountain weighing down on Jiang Nian'er’s soul.

"No, this won't do. I must go faster, even faster."

It was clear that Jiang Nian'er was indeed the sole survivor among a hundred thousand souls for a reason.

Before long, he had not only learned to read at incredible speeds but had also mastered the art of multitasking.

While he studied the basic Cultivation technique, he simultaneously began to contemplate the complexities of formations.

Three days later.

Li Fan detected the first ripples of spiritual energy emanating from Jiang Nian'er.

"Qi Condensation in three days? His talent seems unremarkable."

Because the sinister, eerie power had already scoured his body, the immortal-mortal miasma within Jiang Nian'er had been almost entirely purged.

Even though he had skipped the step of cleansing the miasma, achieving Qi intake in three days meant his talent was certainly not poor.

However, Li Fan had encountered so many prodigies that his expectations were exceptionally high.

In any case, Li Fan didn't truly care about Jiang Nian'er’s aptitude, so he dismissed the thought.

Instead, he kept watching the boy's decisions.

He was not disappointed. After successfully reaching the Qi Condensation stage and practicing for a short time, Jiang Nian'er realized that he could not possibly achieve another breakthrough in the remaining twelve days.

Consequently, Jiang Nian'er poured nearly all his remaining focus into mastering the introductory formation Li Fan had provided.

The formation Li Fan taught was, in terms of raw power, more than enough to imprison a Foundation Establishment cultivator until death.

Furthermore, Li Fan had personally simplified it so that even someone at the Qi Condensation stage could activate it.

"Provided you aren't so foolish that you forget to gather enough spiritual energy to power the array."

A faint, mysterious smile touched Li Fan's lips.

In truth, the outcome of the battle mattered very little to him.

Regardless of who won, the victor would inherit the eerie power and fall under his control, becoming his puppet.

Li Fan’s true goal was to study the specific transformations that occurred during the process of identity devouring under the influence of these strange rules.

"These eerie rules can essentially be viewed as the laws of heaven and earth."

"They are merely principles created by the friction of world fusion, laws that the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhuang Realm refuses to recognize."

"We cultivators who host these eerie entities must endure heavenly punishment."

"But as for heavenly punishment..."

Li Fan shook his head slightly; he truly had no fear of it.

The fifteen days vanished in an instant.

"The time has come. Let the trial begin."

On that day, Li Fan’s voice suddenly rang out, shattering the silence of the island.

Simultaneously, he released the bindings on the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The cultivator had remained conscious throughout the ordeal, hearing every word spoken between Li Fan and the boy.

"A mere Qi Condensation brat who has practiced for only two weeks thinks he can surpass me?"

"What an insult; I shall wash away this shame with your life's blood..."

His eyes turned a manic red, and the moment he was free, he summoned his Foundation Establishment wondrous item.

A straight wooden staff manifested in the air, instantly locking its aim onto Jiang Nian'er.

It was poised to strike and obliterate him.

However...

His vision suddenly warped, and the boy's figure vanished into thin air.

"What?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator gasped in shock.

He scanned his surroundings only to find that, at some point, he had been transported into the heart of a massive bamboo forest.

The desolate island he had just been on felt like nothing more than a fading dream.

Outside the array, Jiang Nian'er fought to stabilize the [Bamboo Sea Dragon-Trapping Formation], finally letting out a long breath of relief.