My longevity simulation

“The Essence of Heaven and Earth, having received its heavenly mandate, will never disappear suddenly unless slain, before completing its mission,” the white-haired man said quietly.

The black-robed cultivator was momentarily stunned, unsure why his companion would bring up this matter.

After a brief pause, he furrowed his brow and asked hesitantly, “Brother Zhan, do you mean that these two incidents were orchestrated by the same organization?”

“Impossible, right?” The black-robed cultivator frowned. “To be able to slay the Spirit of Heaven and Earth without attracting the attention of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance… such strength…”

The white-haired man surnamed Zhan chuckled faintly. “Brother Xiang, don’t you find it strange? This Fiery Wind Cave-Heaven, your Xiang clan only discovered it recently. How could these outsiders have known about it?”

“Honestly, a single Nascent Soul-level Cave-Heaven isn’t that significant. The unsettling part is the power it reflects behind the scenes,” the black-robed cultivator said.

“It is said that the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance takes this matter extremely seriously, to the point that even Immortal Ancestor has intervened,” the white-haired man said solemnly.

The black-robed cultivator was taken aback. “This… to such an extent?”

Earlier, he had been somewhat arrogant, but upon hearing the words Immortal Ancestor, he grew noticeably nervous.

“You know that my father serves in the Heavenly Oversight Division,” the white-haired man said, letting the point hang.

The black-robed cultivator nodded, his mind already calculating the implications.

The cultivator named Zhan looked at his friend, aware that there were still things left unsaid.

The so-called Heavenly Oversight Division is a mysterious organization within the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, dedicated to observing and monitoring the Spirit of Heaven and Earth and traces of the Dao’s principles.

It is not listed among the official organizational roster, and only a select few cultivators even know it exists.

The Spirit of Heaven and Earth are directly tied to the power of those who have attained Dao Integration. Each one is critically important, so it is reasonable for the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance to regulate them.

Their goal is to monitor as many Spirit of Heaven and Earth as possible. Over the years, the efficiency of registration has improved. Although it is not yet complete, nearly one-third of all known Spirits in the world are now recorded in the Heavenly Oversight Division’s archives.

This is one of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s most valuable assets.

However, this is only a secondary task for the division.

Its primary duty is to constantly observe traces of the Principles of Heaven and Earth.

Even though the Principles of Heaven and Earth may remain unchanged for thousands of years, the division must maintain strict vigilance at all times.

The Principles of Heaven and Earth form a vast, interwoven web, composing the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Longevity Immortals who reverse the Principles of Heaven and Earth inevitably tug on the threads of this web, sending out fluctuations.

The greater the degree of reversal, the stronger the fluctuations.

By observing these fluctuations, the division can detect whether a cultivator is reversing the Principles of Heaven and Earth in pursuit of Immortality.

Once such traces are discovered, the identity of the cultivator must be immediately verified.

If the cultivator is neutral, the matter is simpler.

If, however, they belong to the Five Elders Association, every effort must be made—at any cost to prevent their success in reversing the Principles of Heaven and Earth.

…

These thoughts about the Heavenly Oversight Division flashed through Zhan Fei’s mind.

Although he was about to serve in this organization, he held little enthusiasm for it, even though his father had repeatedly stressed its importance.

After all, once you join the Heavenly Oversight Division, most of your life will be spent sitting in front of monitoring instruments.

One might not even get a single day off in a century.

Such a life…

Unfortunately, the appointment to the Heavenly Oversight Division was not his decision to make.

Zhan Fei glanced at his friend, a twinge of envy crossing his heart.

Being a local tyrant wasn’t so bad, after all.

But Xiang Zengqiang, the black-robed cultivator, had no idea what his friend was thinking.

He pondered and hesitated for a long while before making his decision.

First, he would identify the cultivators who had stolen the Fiery Wind Cave-Heaven, but he would not act rashly.

He would wait and observe the movements of the Heavenly Oversight Division first.

…

Congyun Sea.

Ji Shaoli, who had already returned to Haixuan Island, had no idea that he had already drawn someone’s attention.

However, after finishing the many miscellaneous tasks for the Mutual Aid Association, he received an anonymous message:

“Fellow Daoist Ji, have you had a conflict with the Xiang family from Juchao Prefecture? I see someone there quietly investigating your news.”

Ji Shaoli’s expression shifted slightly: “Juchao Prefecture?”

His brow furrowed.

The only connection he had with Juchao Prefecture was probably the recently devoured Fiery Wind Cave-Heaven.

In an instant, he understood the possible reason he might have offended them.

After some searching, Ji Shaoli felt a bit relieved.

The Xiang family was merely a local power in Juchao Prefecture, with only one Dao Integration cultivator stationed at home.

Even if they came after him, Ji Shaoli would remain unafraid.

“Still, I should make some preparations.”

His eyes flickered with determination.

Heavenly Sword Sect, Sword Tomb.

Li Fan, who was meditating and studying sword comprehension, suddenly woke up in alarm.

It wasn’t because of the potential dangers his clone might face, but because, inexplicably, he could no longer perceive anything from the Sword.

Li Fan looked around.

He realized it wasn’t just him.

The thousands of legacy swords in the Sword Tomb also seemed to have lost their connection to the Sword.

Slightly bent blades had straightened, appearing utterly bewildered.

Li Fan focused on the wooden sword in front of him: “Is this a change in its own nature? Has it lost its spiritual essence?”

“No, this is temporary.”

Soon, Li Fan began to discern the pattern.

He didn’t act rashly but observed the wooden sword carefully, waiting patiently.

Sure enough, after just a single minute, the wooden sword once again regained its heavenly uniqueness, radiating the profundity of the Sword, making all other swords bow in respect.

The question was…

What had happened during that one minute?

Li Fan’s interest was immediately piqued.

While cultivating his sword comprehension, he began to await the next “failure” event.

After several days of continuous observation, Li Fan discovered a clear pattern.

At fixed intervals, the swords would lose their spiritual connection for exactly one minute.

During this time, all the thousands of legacy swords in the Sword Tomb would simultaneously lose their connection to the Sword.

Except for one!

Thanks to the Dao Deviation Stone in his mind, Li Fan could fully record the reaction of every sword and compare them.

Thus, he discovered this exceptional case!

Target locked, Li Fan leapt to its side the next time the “failure” event occurred.

It was an inconspicuous black sword, covered in dust.

Plain and unremarkable.

It had neither a sharp blade nor intricate patterns.

It looked like the first practice sword forged by an apprentice—a bit ordinary, even somewhat ugly.

Yet, it was this sword that gained the favor of the Heavenly Wonder Wooden Sword.

If the scene of ten thousand swords in the Sword Tomb bowing could be considered a collective lesson under the Wooden Sword,

then during the “failure” period, it was as if the Wooden Sword was giving a private lesson solely to this black sword.