My Simulated Road to Immortality

“Bones? What do they want these bones for?” Stunned by the possibility that the bones of numerous ancient cultivators could be buried beneath Ten Thousand Immortals Island where he lives daily, Li Fan became somewhat agitated. Yet, he remained slightly confused by Sima Changkong’s response.

“That’s beyond my knowledge. Perhaps the Five Elders Organization can bring the dead back to life? If the original Law Transmitters were to awaken and see the current situation of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, wouldn’t they rush into the Alliance’s headquarters and fight to the death?” Sima Changkong sneered.

“Hmm, careful with your words, friend.” Li Fan did not follow up on that statement but instead diverted the topic.

“The transformation of Misthaven Mountain and Sea, the original Law Transmitters, the origin of Ten Thousand Immortals Island…”

“These are all immensely secretive matters. Given my understanding of current cultivators, I fear even those God Transforming Immortal Monarchs may not know all these secrets as well as you,” he continued.

“What’s your background?” Li Fan asked out of curiosity.

“What sort of background could I have? I’m just a commonplace cultivator,” Sima Changkong dismissed nonchalantly.

Seeing Li Fan’s disbelief, Sima Changkong proudly said, “Just know this, in this world, everything that happens leaves a trace.”

“That does not imply that by erasing the memories of cultivators, the truth of history can be thoroughly concealed.”

Suddenly, Sima Changkong stood: “There’s nothing that should not be spoken of. No need to hide it from you, I, Sima Changkong, am a historian!”

Having this said, it seemed as if all the blood in his body began to circulate vigorously.

Recognizing the power of blood due to his mastery of the Creation Furnace Skill, Li Fan, to his bewilderment, noticed that the blood inside Sima Changkong was incredibly diverse.

Some of it was exceptionally vibrant as if it belonged to a newborn baby.

However, some of it seemed extraordinarily ancient, as if it had been in existence for thousands and thousands of years.

This power of blood gushed out from inside Sima Changkong, forming a spectacular River of Blood above his head.

Upon close inspection, Li Fan found that inside each drop of red blood were countless oscillating images and sounds.

The higher the drops were, the more ancient the recorded images.

The River of Blood was both grand and magnificent. It contained countless pieces of information. Even with Li Fan’s robust divine soul, he felt slightly dizzy after observing it for a moment.

He couldn’t help but awe, and he averted his direct gaze.

Seeing Li Fan’s reaction, Sima Changkong slowly hid the anomaly.

He slowly spoke, “This is the Bloodline Tome, compiled by my Sima clan over generations.”

“Ever since our ancestor, Sima Pei, established this ‘Blood History’ practice, it has been our duty in the Sima Family to record the history of the Xuan Huang World meticulously.”

“Even if it means death, it will be without regret. Until now, it has been passed down across fifty-six generations.”

“Fifty-six generations?” Startled, Li Fan was about to inquire further.

But he heard Sima Changkong nod, “Yes, although practicing the Blood History substantially shortens one’s lifespan to resemble that of a mortal, our Sima clan has never backed down.”

“What is there to fear in death? As long as there are descendants of the Sima clan alive in this world, the Bloodline Tome will automatically awaken in the suitable heir, thus continuing the great cause of compiling the history,” Sima Changkong declared righteously.

Upon hearing this, Li Fan couldn’t help but feel solemn respect.

He admired historians.

Back when he was Da Xuan’s Imperial Tutor and acted arbitrarily, the entire court trembled under his mighty power, not daring to utter a word of opposition.

However, Da Xuan’s historians had not been afraid of his wrath.

Even when threatened with the massacre of their entire clan, these people were determined to truthfully record Li Fan’s misdeeds in the court and the oppression of the Empress Dowager in the history books.

When Li Fan killed a few of them, he let the others continue writing truthfully when he found out that the successors would carry on in the same way.

He never expected that even in the Xuan Huang World, historians remained.

While admiring them, Li Fan became somewhat concerned.

Many historical details of the Xuan Huang World remain hidden in the mist.

Some are even deliberately concealed. Navigating such complex history simply through reading is like dreaming.

However, with the presence of this living history book named Sima Changkong, things would be very different.

Li Fan deeply realized the importance of the cultivator before him and initiated another casual chat.

Considering Sima Changkong’s straightforward character, after establishing a rapport with Li Fan, he revealed everything he knew.

Li Fan gradually learned that although the Sima clan could record history through the Bloodline Tome,

The vast Xuan Huang World was full of events. How could a single person possibly know everything?

Therefore, the Sima clan also mastered the Divine Technique of ‘Blood Split Incarnation’, which allowed them to separate a portion of their blood to form duplicates.

These many duplicates would travel all over the place, enabling them to record history as thoroughly and accurately as possible.

This was why the Sima clan’s lifespan was generally not very long.

The River of Blood recorded endless information about the past of the Xuan Huang World.

To prevent unexpected occurrences leading to squandering the hard work of many generations,

The ancestors of the Sima Family painstakingly created the ‘One is Whole’ secret technique.

That was the earlier statement; as long as the bloodline of the Sima clan still existed in the world, the Bloodline Tome would never be severed.

Li Fan inquired about the definition of “Sima Family’s bloodline”.

Sima Changkong revealed a proud smile.

As long as one had ancestors who once belonged to the Sima Family, regardless of how diluted the blood was, one could reinstate the Bloodline Tome.

Over thousands of years, the offspring of the Sima clan resided everywhere in the Xuan Huang World.

It could be said that unless all the mortals in the entire Xuan Huang World were massacred,

The Bloodline Tome could never be wholly eradicated.

“The Sima clan, is truly extraordinary! Remarkable methods, remarkable Divine Techniques!” Upon hearing this, Li Fan couldn’t help but admire.

Li Fan asked Sima Changkong for a communication talisman which he placed carefully into his storage ring.

“Friend Sima, we must stay in touch more often.” With great enthusiasm, Li Fan chatted with this historian of the Immortal Cultivation World for a long time before reluctantly leaving.

When his duplicate returned to the site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, the main body, far away in Shilin State, found that the communication talisman distributed by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals was constantly blinking.

Li Fan found this quite strange because, under normal circumstances, this talisman would only be used for communication between cultivators within the Immortal Alliance System.

Now that Ten Thousand Immortals Island had been taken away by the Five Elders Organization, the administrative system of the entire Misthaven Ocean could be said has been caught in a sweep.

At this time, who would be contacting him in this way?

With that question in mind, Li Fan took out the communication talisman and connected.

A moment later, he had a somewhat strange expression on his face.

“You are ordered to act as the representative Island Master for Ten Thousand Immortals Island and be responsible for reconstructing the Misthaven Immortal City.”

“The location is directly above the former site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island.”

“You must execute immediately, no errors are allowed.”

After reading it several times, Li Fan finally confirmed that it was not a joke someone was playing on him.