My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 636: Extra Chapter – A Hundred Thousand Times for Me: The End

What is real, and what is false?

The many worlds I’ve experienced.

Those vivid faces, those stories worthy of both song and tears.

Rivers, lakes, mountains, and the breeze.

Love, hate, passion, and obsession for longevity.

Heroes, cowards, saints, and sinners.

…

Are all these things, false?

At first, Qiao Sidao was somewhat bewildered.

He felt that if all the things in the world are just illusions, then what is the meaning of life for those deceived masses, their lives?

The Divine Skills and Treasures, the realms of cultivation they yearn for and pursue with ardor, all have to start over once space-time restarts.

The death they fear so much is no longer the end of life, but another beginning.

In this life, they may be intimate friends, but in the next, they become strangers.

How desolate is this?

During that confused time, Qiao Sidao seemed to have lost interest in anything.

Even out of despair, he began to actively propagate that the world is a falsehood.

He originally thought it would attract the attention of the outsiders, eventually achieving liberation.

What Qiao Sidao did not expect was, nobody believed him.

Instead, they all laughed at him as a madman.

Qiao Sidao was desperate to tell people the truth, but all he got was impatient scolding.

“Just take a look if this sword of mine is real or not!”

As he pestered someone, a Sword Light flew over and directly severed his legs.

At that time, Qiao Sidao saw, in the eyes of the people around, not a trace of pity.

They all look on with schadenfreude.

With so many madmen in the world, why would the observer beyond the sky care?

From then on, Qiao Sidao woke up, and cut off the idea of revealing this shocking conspiracy.

He gathered his spirits and tried to integrate into the world in every reincarnation as much as possible.

He gave up the idea of being a savior, just to find a way of survival for himself.

Being a part of this Illusory Realm, trying to escape from it, must be incredibly difficult.

At first, Qiao Sidao was at a loss.

But soon, he found a way. He stopped loudly propagating to others that the world is false.

Instead, he compiled fictional novels, describing many fleeting, illusory Cultivation Worlds in an Immortal’s Magic Treasure.

With his experience of countless civilizations, the scenes he depicted naturally attracted many cultivators’ attention.

As the novels slowly spread, Qiao Sidao found that some cultivators actually began to actively discuss whether the world they were in was real.

Naturally, the topic of “what to do if the world is found to be false” also became the subject of small-scale discussions.

“If you can confuse the truth with falsehood, it means that the laws of operation of this false world must be copied from the real world outside.”

“Reconstructing a flawless world framework…”

“Achieving this is almost like creating a world. Then there’s no point in talking about true or false.”

“That’s right, there’s truth within falsehood. Even if all living beings are false, the foundation of the world’s operation may not be false!”

“Speaking of this, I thought of the Huadao Stone of the Taiyan Sect. It’s said that within it, countless worlds self-evolve in an instant. I wonder what kind of scenes those fleeting worlds will be.”

…

Many minds make light work.

The discussions of many cultivators pointed a clear path for Qiao Sidao.

Since then, his goals have become clear.

In every life, he no longer pursues the realm of cultivation, but is engrossed in array techniques, prohibitions, and variations, these secondary paths.

Cultivation can’t be retained with each reincarnation, but memories can be.

In Qiao Sidao’s vision, with the gradual accumulation of knowledge bit by bit, he can surely find a flaw in this [Illusory Realm] one day.

The idea is wonderful. But in practice, it is extremely difficult.

At the very beginning, Qiao Sidao’s proficiency in these secondary paths indeed progressed by leaps and bounds.

He quickly went from knowing nothing to a beginner.

But when he really wanted to learn more deeply, he found out how much the Cultivation World was monopolizing this knowledge.

The ordinary sects can only teach some of the most superficial methods. The Alliance of Thousands of Immortals has even fewer resources on this topic.

To truly gain essential knowledge, you have to go to the Immortal Dao Ten Sects.

But how can a person with mediocre talent enter the Immortal Gate?

This was the case in ancient times, let alone the barren land after the sects were destroyed.

Only a few worlds like the descent of the Immortal Network and the unification of the Immortal Alliance can provide suitable learning grounds.

If it’s just this, Qiao Sidao honestly believes he is constantly progressing.

Given a long enough time, perhaps he might find a way to break the world.

But…

After Qiao Sidao experienced the 9,999th world.

He didn’t reincarnate in a new world, but arrived in a vast blue ocean.

There, Qiao Sidao saw a scene he will never forget.

Tightly packed, uncountable divine souls crammed together.

From above, you can vaguely see the faces of those seemingly sleeping.

Whirlpools formed in the sea. Millions of divine souls were constantly churning in the ocean.

Divine souls collided and crushed each other, some directly shattered, dissolving into the ocean.

While others absorbed the residual souls in the seawater, becoming more refined in the recombination.

It was as if a long needle was stirring in Qiao Sidao’s Spirit Consciousness. With the world spinning, he felt unbearable pain.

What was even more unacceptable to Qiao Sidao was that he was horrified to discover that some of his memory within his divine soul was slowly disappearing amidst the waves of the ocean of resentment.

Despair filled his heart and Qiao Sidao gradually lost consciousness.

When his “real self” memory awakened again, who knows how many cycles of reincarnation had passed.

Just like before, he woke up without any warning.

Although most of his memory had been lost, key information like [Illusory Realm], [Sea of Resentful Souls] and some scattered array technique knowledge, remained deeply etched in his divine soul.

“It’s as though someone wants to prevent other divine souls like me from awakening reincarnated memories. Every once in a while, a wave of cleansing takes place.”

“In this cleansing, I would lose most of my memory.”

“If I accumulate knowledge too slowly, I may never master a way to escape here.”

After some calculations, Qiao Sidao came to such a conclusion.

Even so, he did not give up easily.

Having seen too much, Qiao Sidao now understood a principle. If only the iterations are numerous enough, even the most peculiar things could happen.

Like how he, who was supposed not to inherit and retain memories of every cycle of reincarnation, managed to do so.

With the event happening against all odds.

Qiao Sidao hibernated, waiting.

After enduring several cleansings from the Sea of Resentful Souls, he finally waited for the moment to break the stalemate.

It was an advanced civilization known as the [Eternal Immortal Realm].

Not only was their average lifespan long, but one could also live for thousands of years without cultivation. A magnificent existence called the [Immortal Spirit Tower] was present.

Immortal Spirit Towers covered every corner of the world, ceaselessly releasing pure spiritual energy around the clock.

More importantly, they held any knowledge one could imagine.

Cultivation techniques, array techniques, alchemy, pharmacology…

Anything and everything, you could search for and learn from the Immortal Spirit Tower, without any restrictions.

After witnessing the vast amount of information in the Immortal Spirit Tower, Qiao Sidao’s body trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that the method to escape was hidden somewhere within.

So, Qiao Sidao started to study relentlessly.

He survived 3,658 years in the Eternal Immortal Realm, never stepping out of the Immortal Spirit Tower for a moment.

Although still far from completely understanding the [False World],

Qiao Sidao could finally see hope.

After thousands of cycles of reincarnation and awakening from another major cleansing,

Qiao Sidao was surprised to find that due to his divine soul becoming more tenacious, he had lost less memory compared to previous times.

This brought him additional confidence.

He continued to accumulate knowledge and observe, waiting for the next arrival of the [Eternal Immortal Realm].

…

By the time Qiao Sidao arrived at the [Eternal Immortal Realm] for the ninth time,

At the end of his life, he finally broke the secret of his world.

This was a false world modelled around a mysterious extrapolating object.

Most of the living beings in the world were virtual existences.

Only a handful possessed real divine souls.

He, Qiao Sidao, was one among millions of divine souls.

“I have reached the limit of my ability to divine.”

“This implies that time in this world has gaps.”

“Every smallest interval is my chance to escape.”

“Of course, to avoid being noticed by others, the best time would be when the world resets.”

Qiao Sidao stood at the top of the Immortal Spirit Tower, gazing at the sky above him and thought to himself silently.

He spent the rest of his life preparing.

When his life ended and he fell into darkness,

Qiao Sidao woke from his slumber.

He caught a glimpse of the fleeting opportunity, like a fine thread, breaking through the realm.

He had visualised what the [outside world] would look like countless times in his consciousness.

He also imagined a confrontation with those potentially existing [Observers].

However, Qiao Sidao couldn’t have anticipated that the so-called outside world would be so chillingly cold and vast.

His divine soul, which he thought was already strong, is on the verge of collapsing under the invasion of the cold.

It seemed that the next second, it would disintegrate into dust.

What’s more, an abnormal sound was emanating from the light halo behind him, through which he escaped.

It seemed like some kind of alarm.

Drifting aimlessly in the air, Qiao Sidao took in the surroundings.

“A museum, huh…”

He fell silent.

It turned out that his world was just an exhibit.

He vaguely sensed that several powerful beings were heading in his direction.

Despite the vast world, he had nowhere to hide.

Qiao Sidao finally realized what true despair was.

Just then…

He saw a human skull in the center of the museum.

It was quietly placed there, as if looking at him.

From the skull, Qiao Sidao felt an incredible warmth.

When the whole world was rejecting him, it radiated the highest degree of good-will towards him.

Like the embrace of a mother, it brought tears to Qiao Sidao’s eyes.

So, as his divine soul was about to dissipate,

Qiao Sidao used his final strength to crawl into the skull.