Chapter 521: Chapter 493: Bloodline Leaves a History
âI think, the Five Elders Organization is potentially after these bones,â Sima Changkong said in a low voice.
âBones? What do they want these bones for?â Stunned by the possibility that the bones of numerous ancient cultivators could be buried beneath Ten Thousand Immortals Island where he lives daily, Li Fan became somewhat agitated. Yet, he remained slightly confused by Sima Changkongâs response.
âThatâs beyond my knowledge. Perhaps the Five Elders Organization can bring the dead back to life? If the original Law Transmitters were to awaken and see the current situation of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, wouldnât they rush into the Allianceâs headquarters and fight to the death?â Sima Changkong sneered.
âHmm, careful with your words, friend.â Li Fan did not follow up on that statement but instead diverted the topic.
âThe transformation of Misthaven Mountain and Sea, the original Law Transmitters, the origin of Ten Thousand Immortals IslandâŠâ
âThese are all immensely secretive matters. Given my understanding of current cultivators, I fear even those God Transforming Immortal Monarchs may not know all these secrets as well as you,â he continued.
âWhatâs your background?â Li Fan asked out of curiosity.
âWhat sort of background could I have? Iâm just a commonplace cultivator,â Sima Changkong dismissed nonchalantly.
Seeing Li Fanâs disbelief, Sima Changkong proudly said, âJust know this, in this world, everything that happens leaves a trace.â
âThat does not imply that by erasing the memories of cultivators, the truth of history can be thoroughly concealed.â
Suddenly, Sima Changkong stood: âThereâs nothing that should not be spoken of. No need to hide it from you, I, Sima Changkong, am a historian!â
Having this said, it seemed as if all the blood in his body began to circulate vigorously.
Recognizing the power of blood due to his mastery of the Creation Furnace Skill, Li Fan, to his bewilderment, noticed that the blood inside Sima Changkong was incredibly diverse.
Some of it was exceptionally vibrant as if it belonged to a newborn baby.
However, some of it seemed extraordinarily ancient, as if it had been in existence for thousands and thousands of years.
This power of blood gushed out from inside Sima Changkong, forming a spectacular River of Blood above his head.
Upon close inspection, Li Fan found that inside each drop of red blood were countless oscillating images and sounds.
The higher the drops were, the more ancient the recorded images.
The River of Blood was both grand and magnificent. It contained countless pieces of information. Even with Li Fanâs robust divine soul, he felt slightly dizzy after observing it for a moment.
He couldnât help but awe, and he averted his direct gaze.
Seeing Li Fanâs reaction, Sima Changkong slowly hid the anomaly.
He slowly spoke, âThis is the Bloodline Tome, compiled by my Sima clan over generations.â
âEver since our ancestor, Sima Pei, established this âBlood Historyâ practice, it has been our duty in the Sima Family to record the history of the Xuan Huang World meticulously.â
âEven if it means death, it will be without regret. Until now, it has been passed down across fifty-six generations.â
âFifty-six generations?â Startled, Li Fan was about to inquire further.
But he heard Sima Changkong nod, âYes, although practicing the Blood History substantially shortens oneâs lifespan to resemble that of a mortal, our Sima clan has never backed down.â
âWhat is there to fear in death? As long as there are descendants of the Sima clan alive in this world, the Bloodline Tome will automatically awaken in the suitable heir, thus continuing the great cause of compiling the history,â Sima Changkong declared righteously.
Upon hearing this, Li Fan couldnât help but feel solemn respect.
He admired historians.
Back when he was Da Xuanâs Imperial Tutor and acted arbitrarily, the entire court trembled under his mighty power, not daring to utter a word of opposition.
However, Da Xuanâs historians had not been afraid of his wrath.
Even when threatened with the massacre of their entire clan, these people were determined to truthfully record Li Fanâs misdeeds in the court and the oppression of the Empress Dowager in the history books.
When Li Fan killed a few of them, he let the others continue writing truthfully when he found out that the successors would carry on in the same way.
He never expected that even in the Xuan Huang World, historians remained.
While admiring them, Li Fan became somewhat concerned.
Many historical details of the Xuan Huang World remain hidden in the mist.
Some are even deliberately concealed. Navigating such complex history simply through reading is like dreaming.
However, with the presence of this living history book named Sima Changkong, things would be very different.
Li Fan deeply realized the importance of the cultivator before him and initiated another casual chat.
Considering Sima Changkongâs straightforward character, after establishing a rapport with Li Fan, he revealed everything he knew.
Li Fan gradually learned that although the Sima clan could record history through the Bloodline Tome,
The vast Xuan Huang World was full of events. How could a single person possibly know everything?
Therefore, the Sima clan also mastered the Divine Technique of âBlood Split Incarnationâ, which allowed them to separate a portion of their blood to form duplicates.
These many duplicates would travel all over the place, enabling them to record history as thoroughly and accurately as possible.
This was why the Sima clanâs lifespan was generally not very long.
The River of Blood recorded endless information about the past of the Xuan Huang World.
To prevent unexpected occurrences leading to squandering the hard work of many generations,
The ancestors of the Sima Family painstakingly created the âOne is Wholeâ secret technique.
That was the earlier statement; as long as the bloodline of the Sima clan still existed in the world, the Bloodline Tome would never be severed.
Li Fan inquired about the definition of âSima Familyâs bloodlineâ.
Sima Changkong revealed a proud smile.
As long as one had ancestors who once belonged to the Sima Family, regardless of how diluted the blood was, one could reinstate the Bloodline Tome.
Over thousands of years, the offspring of the Sima clan resided everywhere in the Xuan Huang World.
It could be said that unless all the mortals in the entire Xuan Huang World were massacred,
The Bloodline Tome could never be wholly eradicated.
âThe Sima clan, is truly extraordinary! Remarkable methods, remarkable Divine Techniques!â Upon hearing this, Li Fan couldnât help but admire.
Li Fan asked Sima Changkong for a communication talisman which he placed carefully into his storage ring.
âFriend Sima, we must stay in touch more often.â With great enthusiasm, Li Fan chatted with this historian of the Immortal Cultivation World for a long time before reluctantly leaving.
When his duplicate returned to the site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, the main body, far away in Shilin State, found that the communication talisman distributed by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals was constantly blinking.
Li Fan found this quite strange because, under normal circumstances, this talisman would only be used for communication between cultivators within the Immortal Alliance System.
Now that Ten Thousand Immortals Island had been taken away by the Five Elders Organization, the administrative system of the entire Misthaven Ocean could be said has been caught in a sweep.
At this time, who would be contacting him in this way?
With that question in mind, Li Fan took out the communication talisman and connected.
A moment later, he had a somewhat strange expression on his face.
âYou are ordered to act as the representative Island Master for Ten Thousand Immortals Island and be responsible for reconstructing the Misthaven Immortal City.â
âThe location is directly above the former site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island.â
âYou must execute immediately, no errors are allowed.â
After reading it several times, Li Fan finally confirmed that it was not a joke someone was playing on him.