My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 220: Chapter 206: The Immortal Tale of Flying Peng

Translator: 549690339

“He’s still too young. Even with my covert help, it’s hard for him to bear such a massive onslaught of information.”

Li Fan watched Ye Feipeng, who was still unconscious and in pain, and pondered in silence.

He pulled a [Fruit of Spiritual Awakening] from his Storage Ring and fed it to him.

Then used Spiritual Energy to help him Refine it.

Soon, Ye Feipeng’s face relaxed.

Li Fan stroked his head, the Mistwater Mirage Technique was activated again, carefully shaping Ye Feipeng’s “past life” memories.

When Ye Feipeng awoke the next day, sweating all over, his demeanor was much calmer.

He wrote down a prescription and ordered it to be filled.

He soaked in a hot bath while planning his path to rise in this lifetime.

Compared to the tangled thoughts of yesterday, his mind today was noticeably clearer.

“With the help of the Xuanhuang Inner peace Spell and the prescription, I

snoma De ame to remove tne miasma rrom my Doay mysell.’

“But without spiritual energy, I can’t cultivate, equivalent to having useless skills.”

“I can’t wait for ten years, I must seize this opportunity and leave here ahead of time.”

In Ye Feipeng’s memory, about half a month later, a Cultivator would land in Da Li by chance.

This Cultivator was not the one who had always been cooperating with Da Li, so he didn’t want to take the risk to help the citizens of Da Li jump the queue.

Ignoring the pleas from Da Li officials, this Cultivator prepared to leave.

The Emperor suddenly remembered the Jade Hand of the White Skeleton that had fallen into the Palace not long ago.

Thus, under risking an unlikely salvation, the Emperor claimed that Da Li has a unique treasure passed down from ancient times.

If the Immortal Teacher would agree to take a group of people to the cultivation world, he would offer this unique treasure.

Perhaps because of the fear of the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma, the Cultivator did not directly rob him.

Instead, he thought about it and agreed.

However, he had his own conditions.

Only children with cultivation talents could go, and not too many.

Then, this Cultivator personally selected ten children from the descendants of the Da Li’s nobility to take back to the Immortal Cultivation World.

Among them were Xiao Heng from the Xiao Family and Su Changyu from the Su Family.

Because of his lack of aptitude, he was not fit to be picked.

That’s why he had wasted a whole ten years here in Da Li.

“In my past life, during my Mid Stage of Energy Refining, I come across Xiao

Heng. At that time, he was already at the Mid Stage of Foundation

Establishment, far surpassing me.”

“On the path of cultivation, every step ahead is a step towards success.” “Wasting ten years, results in different achievements in the future.” “In this life, this will not be the case.”

“As long as I can break free from the chains here, it would be like a fish in water, a bird in the sky.”

Ye Feipeng’s eyes shone brightly. He got out of the tub and closed his eyes to practice the Xuanhuang Inner peace Spell.

Perhaps it’s because of the benefits of reincarnation, he felt that this time, removing the miasma from his body was much faster than before. It only took him more than ten days to remove most of the miasma from his body.

Ye Feipeng was overjoyed.

However, in the next few days, Ye Feipeng stopped the process of dispelling the miasma.

Mortals without any trace of miasma in their body are simply too conspicuous.

If it aroused the Cultivator’s suspicion, things would be troublesome.

Right now, he seemed like a mortal whose body naturally had scarce Immortal -Ordinary Miasma.

Not only could he ensure that he was selected, but he could also avoid attention – it’s just right.

“Starting over again, I should be even more cautious.” Ye Feipeng constantly reminded himself.

As expected, five days later, that Cultivator arrived at the Capital City.

After more than half a day, Ye Feipeng, along with thousands of clueless children, arrived at the square to be selected by the cultivator.

Even though he was the one who had been reborn, his fate at this moment was still in the hands of others.

Which made Ye Feipeng somewhat nervous.

Fortunately, when the cultivator’s gaze swept over him, it paused, and Ye Feipeng was eventually selected.

This left Ye Feipeng feeling relieved and somewhat excited.

Not long after, children who had not been selected all left.

Only the Cultivator and ten anxious children including Ye Feipeng remained on the vast square.

The Cultivator summoned a Flying Boat and prepared to take them away.

At this moment, however, Su Changyu suddenly cried out, “Immortal, please save my sister!”

A ripple formed in Ye Feipeng’s heart.

In his memory, the cultivation talent of this young sister of the Su Family was said to be even more terrifying than Xiao Heng’s.

In his last life, right before he died, he vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the Golden Core Realm.

Although the Cultivator was a little impatient, he eventually made a trip to the Su Residence.

When he returned, his face was beaming.

Hence, one more infant still in her swaddling clothes was added to their group.

Before they left, the Cultivator handed out the Xuanhuang Inner peace Spell and accompanying medicines, advising them to cultivate on their own.

After more than ten days of flying over Da Li, they finally broke through the Immortal Forbiddance Formation and arrived at the Immortal Cultivation World.

Feeling the dense spiritual energy around him, Ye Feipeng fell deeply into a state of intoxication.

Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into his body, Ye Feipeng officially began his transformation into a Cultivator.

After he wasn’t sure how long, a thunderous roar like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in his ears.

Awakening him from his cultivation.

“Which Cultivator dares to aid mortals in jumping the queue!”

With the thunderous voice echoing in his ears, Ye Feipeng felt dizzy and startled.

A bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

“Fellow Daoist, please let me explain…” He could hear the cultivator who had helped them escape, hurriedly explaining..