My longevity simulation

The insights Li Qing transmitted, apart from those related to the Sword Dao, were almost entirely filtered out by the Black Sword.

It did not accept even the slightest trace of anything else.

However, this was within Li Qing’s expectations.

The Wooden Sword, Wonder of the Heavens was a creation of pure Sword Law, so how could it easily accommodate any other Law?

Li Qing was not discouraged and continued to experiment with different methods.

Time slowly passed.

The Black Sword grew more condensed, and the aura it emitted became increasingly powerful.

Then, one day, this Black Sword, which had always strongly rejected any external energy—suddenly absorbed a faint trace of the insights Li Qing had been feeding it.

Li Qing’s eyes brightened. After a quick investigation, he immediately identified the one concept that seemed to harmonize with the Black Sword.

“Hide the edge and keep to simplicity. Restrain the sword’s sharpness. By not attacking, one achieves ten thousand victories…”

In that moment, endless inspiration surged through Li Qing’s mind.

Some of the images felt strangely familiar, though he could not recall their source.

He did not dwell on it; instead, he poured the surging inspiration directly into the Black Sword.

The previously aloof Black Sword which had cared for nothing beyond the Way of the Sword—now responded with unusual cooperation.

It even seemed eager, actively accepting Li Qing’s infusion.

As the Dao of Simplicity slowly merged into it, the once razor-edged, radiant Black Sword began to lose its sharp aura.

Bit by bit, it turned dark and plain again, appearing utterly ordinary.

Yet Li Qing understood that this was a sign of transcendence—the Black Sword had surpassed the limits of ordinary swordsmanship and taken a step into a higher realm.

Within the Sword Tomb, countless abandoned swords remained unaware.

Only the Wooden Sword Heavenly Wonder at the center let out a faint, nearly inaudible sword hum, as if expressing joy.

Because of this sword cry, ten thousand swords once again bowed their heads. Only the black sword beside Li Fan, though appearing to bend as well,

remained utterly motionless.

“It’s done.”

Li Qing knew that he was now close to completely subduing the Black Sword, Heavenly Wonder.

He immediately closed his eyes and infused his final Sword Dao comprehension into the Black Sword.

After a single hum from the Wooden Sword, the Sword Tomb sank into a deeper silence.

It was so quiet that it became eerie, and Li Qing began to experience faint auditory illusions.

He seemed to hear thousands of remnant swords whispering softly, trying to tempt him—urging him to give up on taming the Black Sword and instead take another from the tomb.

Magnificent visions of swords capable of destroying heaven and earth flickered in his mind, each trying to shake his focus.

But Li Qing was no ordinary man.

He instantly realized that this was likely a subtle test from the Wooden Sword Heavenly Wonder itself—

either a final trial to measure his resolve or an instinctive act of reluctance, unwilling to part with the Black Sword.

Whatever the reason, such tricks could not sway Li Qing.

He stood unshaken before the endless illusions, his mind one with the Black Sword, his heart devoid of distraction.

Thus passed three full months.

On this day, Li Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

He extended his right hand naturally, grasping the Black Sword’s hilt.

With a gentle pull—

No divine phenomena erupted.

In fact, not even the faintest sound was heard.

Amid the tranquil air, the Black Sword quietly fell into Li Qing’s hand.

Within the Sword Tomb, the countless remnant swords seemed completely unaware that anything had happened.

Even the most central figure, Wooden Sword, Heavenly Wonder, did not show any sign of objection.

Silence was acknowledgment.

The deathly stillness within the Sword Tomb was no different from proof of Li Qing’s success.

“Using the false wonders of heaven and earth to build the foundation of the Dao.”

Li Qing silently recited in his heart. Then, the Black Sword in his hand instantly turned into a stream of dark light and merged into his body.

It flew directly into his dantian, settling down there.

Moments later, the spiritual power of Li Qing’s Golden Core perfection realm suddenly began to boil violently.

It surged like ten thousand rivers flowing together, all rushing toward the black sword.

Like a hundred rivers pouring into the sea, under the torrent of spiritual energy, the Black Sword gradually became illusory.

It completely merged into Li Qing’s dantian, transforming into his Dao Foundation.

“Glimpsing the methods of Heaven and Earth to refine the Golden Core.”

Li Qing again chanted inwardly.

The surging spiritual power within him did not stop but continued to pour into the Black Sword Dao Foundation.

Within the vortex of spiritual energy, the Black Sword’s phantom grew fainter and fainter.

Finally, when it completely vanished, it seemed to form an abyss, devouring all spiritual power.

Boom!

A brilliant light erupted, like the radiance of the world’s creation.

It illuminated every corner of Li Qing’s body.

The dazzling glow flickered for several breaths.

When the blinding light finally faded, a pitch-black Golden Core, exuding an ancient and simple aura, appeared within Li Qing’s dantian.

If one looked carefully, they could faintly see countless sword shadows engraved on the surface of the black Golden Core.

Yet it was as though an illusion born from darkness—when one tried to look again, those sword shadows vanished.

Golden Core formed.

From beginning to end, it took no more than a few breaths.

The clone of Li Qing had transformed from a hollow cultivator stuck at the Golden Core perfection realm into a true Golden Core Lord, whose foundation was established through the Heavenly Wonder of the Black Sword.

However, Li Qing was still not satisfied.

“To devour the essence of Heaven and Earth and achieve Nascent Soul.”

He continued to chant within.

Ordinary cultivators must rely on a Cave Heaven to achieve the Nascent Soul realm.

But those who establish their Dao Foundation through a Heavenly Wonder do not need to.

Because a Heavenly Wonder itself is part of the Heavenly Dao.

It can independently evolve into its own Cave Heaven.

Li Qing’s heart stirred. The newly formed black Golden Core suddenly exploded.

The spiritual energy within spread throughout his entire body in an instant.

Countless fragments of the black Golden Core shot across his body.

Though seemingly scattered without pattern, there was hidden order within.

The arrangement of the Golden Core’s fragments faintly resembled the form of the Black Sword itself.

Using these remnants as the foundation, Li Qing’s spiritual energy, flesh, and bones all began to melt like liquid, being absorbed by those black fragments.

From the outside, Li Qing’s body instantly looked like a torn, twisted puppet.

As his flesh and bones were forcibly extracted, horrifying creaking sounds echoed.

Combined with the grotesque sight of his body being compressed and reshaped, the process appeared both eerie and otherworldly.

Yet Li Qing ignored the surging pain.

He only accelerated the process of his body being devoured by the fragments.

When every trace of his flesh and blood in the air had been consumed, the scattered fragments of the Golden Core connected faintly like human meridians.

Threads of dark-red tissue intertwined, strange and demonic.

Suddenly, a radiant light emerged from every piece of the Golden Core.

In an instant, it flowed throughout his body.

Amidst the flashing brilliance, a miniature “Sword Cave Heaven” gradually took form.