My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1140: The Childhood Immortal Ancestor Image

Wu Ninglu took the jade talisman from Li Fan's hand, yet she paused, words caught in her throat.

“Just three hundred years, that's all! I'll handle it.”

Li Fan merely flicked his wrist in dismissal, offering no further words.

Trailing behind the Sun Family Patriarch, he made his way to the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

Beyond its role as a mere communication tool, the jade talisman that Li Fan passed to Wu Ninglu was actually a tiny integrated array. Inside it lingered one of Li Fan's fragmented souls.

This fragment had the power to track Wu Ninglu's every action fully, yet its true value lay in acting as Li Fan's window to the external realm, letting him keep a watchful gaze on the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's activities without cease.

Embedded within this soul fragment was the essence of the Tianxuan Mirror, which permitted it to conceal itself inside the mirror and oversee the Alliance's operations around the clock.

In the end, while he stood guard over the Derivative Law Jade, Li Fan could end up in total seclusion, cut off from even casual access to the Tianxuan Mirror.

Meanwhile, his duplicate remained tucked away in the Great Qi small world, unlikely to venture out anytime soon.

Thus, setting up a backup measure proved essential.

With Li Fan's present level of cultivation prowess, the fighting strength of this soul fragment nearly matched that of a typical Dao Integration expert.

The sole limitation was that, in contrast to regular cultivators, it lacked the ability to swiftly replenish its strength following combat.

Lacking backing from his main body, any energy expended by it vanished for good.

Regarding the “friend” that Li Fan had referenced to Wu Ninglu, it turned out to be the Holy Blood Embryo he had forged.

Still, without the infusion from the True Immortal Web and Source Power Essence, this embryo had just managed to step into the Qi Condensation Realm.

Li Fan had dispatched it to the remnants of the Heavenly Sword Sect, where it now worked to tame the dark blade known as Heavenly Wonder.

Drawing on its prior know-how, success seemed assured. All it demanded was steady endurance and sufficient time.

The Sun Family's Patriarch, Sun Luyuan, had lingered in the Dao Integration Realm for more than five centuries.

Back in his earlier days, he had also taken on the task of watching over the Derivative Law Jade.

En route to the Alliance's central base, he shared the intricacies of this “responsibility” with Li Fan.

“Our Alliance's very core rests in the Derivative Law Jade. Even though it's nestled deep within our headquarters and appears utterly secure, eternal caution is required against sinister schemes.”

“Over the last millennium, the Five Elders Association has launched at least three strikes against it. They've employed all sorts of tricks to get close to the Derivative Law Jade, then unleashed mental and spiritual assaults via a technique called the ‘Curse of Malice.’”

“The Derivative Law Jade offers almost no defense against such onslaughts. If struck, it stays crippled for a minimum of one hundred years. The previous occasion when the Five Elders Association pulled it off led to devastating blows for the Alliance. But the incident stayed under wraps. Consequently, the costs for cultivation techniques in the Tianxuan Mirror almost doubled, sparking massive turmoil among the Alliance's cultivators…”

Sun Luyuan let out a heavy sigh, memories of his younger days flooding back.

“Therefore, this role carries far more weight than it might seem at first glance.”

Li Fan inquired steadily, “Patriarch, suppose during my watch I can't thwart such an assault and the Derivative Law Jade ends up harmed, what would happen then?”

Sun Luyuan stopped in his tracks, faced Li Fan, and after a brief silence, responded, “Regardless, our commitment holds firm. We'll ensure Ninglu is well protected. No need for concern on that front.”

Li Fan found himself at a loss for words for a moment.

He hadn't realized until now that Sun Luyuan possessed this understated wit.

As the play of light and shadow changed, Li Fan found himself back at the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance Headquarters yet again.

Just like before, a spectral image materialized in his vision.

But on this occasion, the vision stood in stark contrast to the Immortal Ancestor statue from his prior visit.

Before him sprawled an infinite expanse of fields, with faint wisps of smoke rising from village homes. Atop the thatched roof of a humble cottage reclined a straightforward, earnest lad, staring vacantly at the heavens, seemingly deep in reverie.

“Goudan, time to come down for your meal.”

The vision cut off sharply at that point.

Snapping out of the幻象, Li Fan stood there in a brief stupor.

Sun Luyuan, assuming the lifelike quality of the vision had stunned Li Fan, offered an explanation: “The Alliance Headquarters holds a remnant of the Immortal Ancestor’s presence, which is why…”

Li Fan grasped this concept well enough.

His mind wandered elsewhere altogether.

“That unassuming boy named Goudan… might he have been the Immortal Ancestor during his early years?”

Reflecting on the mental picture, he spotted certain similarities to the aged form of the Ancestor.

“Is it possible the Immortal Ancestor originated right here in the Xuanhuang World?”

“No… that doesn't fit.”

He reviewed the brief sequence multiple times in his thoughts.

“The boy's features bear no connection to the fabled Immortal Ancestor who once ruled over Xuanhuang.”

“That lost expression in his gaze, chased by the profound shift in his destiny… it resembles more closely…”

A particular term emerged in Li Fan’s consciousness.

Transmigration.

“Assuming my previous reasoning holds true, this youth called Goudan was undoubtedly the Heavenly Doctor’s soul, transferred from another realm.”

“He hailed from the Heavenly Law Realm, his awareness dormant in an infant form until it stirred awake after some years.”

“This must have been his method to evade the hunt from the Ten Immortal Sects and the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao.”

Similar to how the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao now perceived Li Fan as a local cultivator, the Immortal Ancestor in those days would have blended seamlessly, invisible to foreign influences.

Li Fan still lacked full insight into the precise workings of such “transmigration.”

Yet he felt sure it differed greatly from simple possession.

“Via some hidden technique, he hid his destiny from the heavens and reborn as a true native of Xuanhuang.”

Li Fan’s deliberations churned on deliberately.

In the midst of his musing, Sun Luyuan idly inquired about the vision Li Fan had witnessed.

Li Fan answered honestly, describing the sight of the Immortal Ancestor.

Sun Luyuan gave a faint nod. “It appears, Lu’er, your path ahead is fated to eclipse my own accomplishments.”

Before Li Fan could probe deeper, Sun Luyuan volunteered the details.

“Each cultivator arriving here initially encounters a unique幻象. Legend ties it directly to one's authentic Dao journey. It's common knowledge that every cultivation art in existence stems from the Immortal Ancestor. Hence, the nearer one's vision aligns with the Ancestor personally, the brighter one's prospects.”

“Word has it that prodigious talents might even behold the Ancestor’s inaugural teaching.”

Sun Luyuan expressed his frank esteem.

Li Fan, though, grew quiet, a wave of wariness washing over his heart.

This instance, his swift surge in might had unveiled the Ancestor’s boyhood.

Should he climb even higher, it could invite the Ancestor’s personal scrutiny.

The pair navigated the spatial folds inside the Alliance Headquarters, relying on array transports for swift passage.

Soon enough, they reached the Hall of Guardians.

“Stay close,” Sun Luyuan murmured, executing a hand gesture.

A subtle barrier of force instantly cloaked them together.

The Spirit-Transforming Stones underfoot lost their glow, and the restrained spiritual energy in their forms flowed freely once more.

“This restriction lingers on me a bit, though much weaker than in my lower cultivation days,” Li Fan mused. “In a clash right now, I'd still outshine any ordinary Dao Integration foe.”

With that composed reflection, he stepped after Sun Luyuan into the Hall of Guardians.

Differing from the antechamber accessed via the Derivative Jade Token, this marked the genuine core of the Hall.

A vast domed ceiling arched overhead, brimming with myriad twinkling stars.