My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 40 – Chapter 40: Chapter 40: A Fortunate Achievement

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: A Fortunate Achievement

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The group of youngsters watched Li Fan disappear as if riding on clouds and mist, suddenly realizing the truth in Master He's words — they felt a bit embarrassed for doubting him previously.

“Those who enter the Spirit Pool first will receive more Spiritual Liquid. You all should go now,” Master He said with a softened face to the group of youngsters.

Therefore, the youngsters rushed towards the Cloud Sea, each vying to be the first.

Surrounded by the dense Cloud Sea, Li Fan felt like he'd lost his direction.

The surrounding white clouds continually gathered around him, becoming thicker and denser.

In a matter of moments, they congealed into a white Spiritual Liquid that enveloped Li Fan.

Being in the Spiritual Liquid, Li Fan did not feel suffocated, but rather incredibly warm and comfortable.

Like a fetus in its mother's womb, Li Fan's mind gradually relaxed entirely.

Warm and gentle air flowed over every inch of his skin, drilling into his pores and infiltrating his body.

His body and soul felt like they were submerged in warm water, and he could barely suppress the urge to moan in comfort. But then, the warmth turned into searing heat.

The heat became scorching.

The scorching turned into an intense fiery roast.

Caught off guard, Li Fan let out a wail of pain.

In that instant, he lost control over his body.

He felt a lavlike heat flowing wantonly through his body, tearing and drilling into every nerve.

This pain was simply unbearable for a human being. Li Fan instinctively wanted to scream “Real”, but he grimly held back. “I've longed for this moment for three hundred years.” “No matter what, I will never give up.”

“I want to become an Immortal, I want eternal life!”

Li Fan's consciousness fragmented under the immense pain, but a stubborn belief held him together, preventing him from collapsing.

The hot current circulated within his body, seemingly endless.

With each circulation, the level of destruction and pain increased.

By the end, this pain was beyond words.

Agony like a blade endlessly sliced at Li Fan's soul, repeating the cycle endlessly, with no sign of stopping.

Even with Li Fan's strong will, he gradually lost the ability to resist under such acute pain.

Slowly, Li Fan's consciousness began to fade.

His consciousness began to disperse.

Even at this moment, the stubborn belief within Li Fan held him back, preventing him from initiating “Real”.

His consciousness was almost entirely blank.

Cultivation, eternal life, purging the miasma, the Spirit Pool, Liuli Island, Natural Treasures, Real…

All these thoughts gradually dissipated with the silence of Li Fan's consciousness.

Instinct replaced self, and so the “Mysterious Yellow Heart-Purifying Mantra,” which Li Fan painstakingly practiced incessantly day and night since he came to Liuli Island, automatically started to run.

With the running of the Heart-Clearing Mantra, Li Fan's consciousness seemed to find an anchor and began to recongregate and strengthen.

Though he was still in a state of unconsciousness, he held steadfast, like a rock confronting the sea, standing firm against the fiercest wind and waves.

Three days had passed in a blink of an eye.

Of the thirteen who entered the Spirit Cleansing Pond, eleven had already come out.

Only four of the eleven people had successfully expelled the miasma from their bodies. The remaining seven couldn't endure the excruciating pain and failed.

Besides the one unfortunate soul who had tragically died, the one remaining person who had not yet appeared was naturally Li Fan.

He Zhenghao, sensing the faint presence from within the Spirit Pond Purification Array, was becoming more and more surprised.

As the cultivator in charge of the Spirit Pond Purification Array, he was fully aware of the excruciating pain one experiences when the Immortal -Ordinary Miasma is expelled from a mortal body.

The Immortal-Ordinary Miasma was deeply embedded in a mortal's bloodstream, existing alongside flesh and blood since embryonic formation.

As mortals gradually grow, the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma becomes more closely intertwined with their flesh and blood.

This Spirit Pond Purification Array was created by the Eastern Supreme Celestial, one of the leaders of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals.

It forces the miasma out by thoroughly destroying the body, then reconstructs the body using regenerative power.

This process is repeated until all the miasma within the body is completely eliminated.

The older one gets, the more difficult it is to separate the miasma from the flesh and blood.

Thus, more destruction and reconstruction are required to completely remove the Immortal -Ordinary Miasma.

The pain endured during this process is unimaginable!

Having overseen the Array on Liuli Island for over fifty years, He Zhenghao has seen the oldest person to successfully complete the purification process at the age of thirty-one.

He believed that someone of Li Fan's age had no hope of success.

But now, Li Fan's performance is greatly unexpected.

“This man's determination is terrifyingly strong. If he can successfully complete the purification process, reaching the Foundation Establishment Phase will not be difficult, perhaps even the Gold Core…” He Zhenghao's eyes shimmered, “Perhaps, I can establish an early bond of goodwill.”

At that moment, He Zhenghao sent the rest of the people out of the array first, leaving him alone to wait for Li Fan.

Three more days passed, and He Zhenghao, watching the still-absent Li Fan, was somewhat lost for words with astonishment.

If he couldn't still sense Li Fan's stable vitality within the array, He Zhenghao would have rushed in long ago.

But right now, he had no choice but to wait since the Purification Array couldn't be arbitrarily interrupted.

Three more days passed.

He Zhenghao's face became somewhat ugly, he had no idea what kind of monster he encountered that could persist in the Spirit Pond Purification Array for so long.

What's worse, the materials maintaining the operation of the array were running out.

If there aren't enough materials, the array will be forcibly terminated, which could have unpredictable consequences, perhaps even nullifying all previous efforts.

Logically speaking, even if the array was terminated now, it would only be considered Li Fan's bad luck, and it wouldn't have anything to do with him, He Zhenghao.

However, thinking of Li Fan's terrifyingly strong determination, He Zhenghao's face changed several times.

“No matter, no matter, let's just gamble on the boy's exceptional achievements in the future!”

Having said that, He Zhenghao formed a sign with his hand and one by one, items flew out of his Storage Ring, disappearing into the depths of the Cloud

Sea.

“Fortunately, I always secretly kept an extra portion of these materials…” He Zhenghao murmured, watching with pain as his Storage Ring emptied by a small amount.

Two more days passed, and finally, the rolling Cloud Sea gradually calmed down.

The white clouds fluttered, bringing Li Fan back to the top of the mountain.

After scanning with his spiritual sense and seeing that Li Fan's body had no miasma left, He Zhenghao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Congratulations, my young friend! From now on you are free of all constraints; longevity within reach!” Said He Zhenghao warmly.

Feeling better than he ever had, Li Fan was still getting used to his new body.

However, he was a bit puzzled to see a sudden change in the attitude of Master

He.

Although he had purged the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma from his body, he was still a mere mortal since he hadn't yet started formal cultivation.

Why was he being so polite to him?

Li Fan looked at He Zhenghao with puzzled eyes.

He Zhenghao understood what was on Li Fan's mind and told him about how he had stayed in the Spirit Pond for eleven full days.

“WHAT? I was in there for so long?”

Li Fan was genuinely surprised this time.

“Yes, my young friend, you probably don't know that the materials for the array were going to be used up long ago. It is because I made a significant investment, and added another portion for you…” said He Zhenghao, claiming credit.

At this moment, Li Fan was deeply moved.

Not because of He Zhenghao's “selfless contribution”, but because he noticed that he had an extra technique on his [Real] panel.

It was not the “Mysterious Yellow Heart-Purifying Mantra” that Li Fan had been cultivating before.

But the “Mystic Yellow Heart Refining Mantra”..

Chapter end