My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 82 - 82: 81: The Trial of Concentration

Translator: 549690339

A thought emerged in the minds of all the cultivators at the same time.

We’ve struck gold this time.

The first floor alone contains well over ten thousand techniques!

Taking just a few out would be equivalent to decades’ worth of hard work.

Greed began to rise in their hearts.

Even though these cultivators were extremely covetous of the techniques on the shelves, the previous display of Qin Tang’s power had kept them in check.

As for Qin Tang, he seemed oblivious to the abnormal behavior of the cultivators in the hall.

Looking at the rows of bookshelves with a nostalgic gaze, he spoke slowly,

“The way of the heart lies in dedication, bravery, and perseverance.”

“This first challenge is a test of your focus.”

. For the next period, you will stay here, copying these techniques. You have three months.”

“After three months, I will assess you all based on the quantity and the quality of the copied techniques.”

Upon hearing Qin Tang’s words, all the cultivators present could barely conceal their delight.

So many techniques, and they were now free to copy them?

As long as they could memorize a few techniques, even if they gain nothing after that, this adventure would have been worthwhile.

Unconcerned with the cultivators’ reactions,

Qin Tang gestured casually, and hundreds of desks and chairs rose from the floor in the loft.

Writing materials were placed on the desks.

“Well then, get started. I hope you won’t disappoint me.” Qin Tang pulled out a Liquor Gourd from nowhere, took a gulp, and slouched against the wall, unmoving, as if he had fallen asleep.

Seeing Qin Tang’s decree, the cultivators could hardly contain themselves.

They rushed to the bookshelves, picked up the techniques, and began to decipher them.

Shortly after, the loft erupted with noise.

“Is this? How is this possible?”

“Golden Flame Raging Fire Technique, a fire-oriented technique. It could be cultivated all the way to the Nascent Soul Realm?”

“This one, this one, and this one too, all of them are Nascent Soul Cultivation

Techniques?”

“Haha, we’re rich, we’re utterly rich this time!”

Witnessing all these cultivators acting like madmen, a faint sneer escaped Li Fan’s heart.

He casually picked up a technique, found a desk, and started copying.

He didn’t bother studying the content of the technique, just patiently copying word by word, sentence by sentence.

That’s because he knew that these techniques were merely illusions!

Cultivators who had explored this challenge many times in his previous life had already come to a conclusion about the techniques that appeared in this challenge.

No matter what method used to record the techniques during the trial,

The moment you left the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters, all your records would vanish.

As if they had never existed.

The tempting array of myriad techniques was nothing more than an illusory flower in the mirror, a moon reflected in the water, used merely as a means to tempt the cultivators’ hearts.

While the cultivators present might have vaguely guessed the reality of the situation,

But…

Would many be able to resist the temptation given the allure of the Nascent Soul True Techniques?

A few of them even got completely engrossed in the profound mysteries of the techniques, delaying their copying.

Even after being reminded by others and regaining their senses,

They only managed to resume copying intermittently, unable to resist glancing again at the intriguing techniques.

Li Fan was a rare exception, diligently copying without any distractions. There were very few like him!

After returning it to the shelf, he picked another.

Li Fan’s casual and detached demeanor caught the attention of a few people.

After a thoughtful pause, they too decided to abandon their previous attempts at memorization and solely focused on copying.

As for those who remained engrossed in the techniques, they received no reminders from their kind-hearted peers.

Time passed day by day.

Continuously copying was indeed a tedious and laborious task.

Due to the previous lessons, nobody dared to attempt shortcuts with their cultivation energy.

Soon, a few couldn’t keep up and had to stop for a rest.

Some closed their eyes to recover for a while before immediately resuming their copying.

Others took a full rest to recuperate before they could muster the strength to continue.

However, Li Fan didn’t rest for a moment.

There were another two or three who, like Li Fan, didn’t show any signs of fatigue.

They appeared to have exceptional endurance and spirits due to their cultivation techniques and could go without rest for long periods without any visible abnormalities.

Li Fan, on the other hand, was pushing himself to the brink.

Because he knew that in this challenge, besides the number of copied techniques and the number of mistakes, another crucial criterion for Qin Tang’s evaluation was the consistency of your dedication, measured from the moment you picked up the pen till you put it down.

As Qin Tang had previously said, this challenge was a test of dedication.

Once you started copying techniques, any interruption, regardless of the reason, would be considered as a break in your dedication.

The exhaustion of body and mind was completely subdued by Li Fan’s heart, who was fully immersed in copying the techniques.

Hours turned into days.

“Oh, I had a good sleep!” Qin Tang’s voice suddenly echoed in their ears.

He stretched luxuriously, and the paper and pen in front of Li Fan vanished.

“Time’s up, let’s see how you all have performed.”

“Tsk, tsk. Each year seems worse than the last.” Squinting his eyes as if scrutinizing something, Qin Tang shook his head disapprovingly.

“Wait a minute…”

“This is interesting.”

Seemingly finding something interesting, he glanced in Li Fan’s direction, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

However, Qin Tang didn’t comment further and quickly withdrew his gaze.

“The first trial concludes now. Everyone will rest tomorrow. The second trial will begin the day after.”

With a light clap of his hands, Li Fan’s surroundings distorted briefly.

In the blink of an eye, he was back in the large building where they had slept before.

Qin Tang’s figure didn’t reappear.

The cultivators finally let out a sigh of relief.

Their expressions animated, they started exchanging experiences.

“This indeed is a massive opportunity. I was able to memorize fifteen techniques while copying. Most of them were Golden Core Techniques, and a few were Nascent Soul Cultivation Techniques.”

“I too managed to memorize quite a few.”

“What’s the use of memorizing so many? Staying alive to get out of here is what matters!”

“That’s not necessarily true. With my capabilities, I would probably never progress beyond Foundation Establishment in this lifetime. Now that I’ve had the unexpected luck to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the Jindan Technique, even if I face death tomorrow, I’ll have no regrets!” “Ah, a friend who truly understands!”

“Good words won’t move a soon-to-be-dead man, hmph!”

Aside from arguing, some cultivators also started coveting the belongings of those who had previously died.

Sadly, after investigating, all of them wore disappointed expressions.

Not too far away from Li Fan, someone chuckled bitterly, “Don’t bother. I checked that night after Qin Tang killed them. After their deaths, their storage rings, magic tools, and other things disappeared entirely. Nothing was left behind.”

Hearing this, Li Fan shook his head and was prepared to return and rest when he noticed a body in the corner of his eye and froze..