The One Whose Immortal Bone Was Stolen, Simulated Again
[Task complete.]
[Current Origin Source: 50.1 times]
[Remaining Simulation Count: 6]
"The Origin Source has finally reached 50 times."
"The Simulation Count isn't very high, but it's enough if we don't need Directional Simulations," Qin Wangchuan nodded.
What should we do if we have the Simulation Count?
That's for sure, simulation -- start!
[Year 0]
You were born in the Ten Directions Immortal Court, in the Northern Region, during the Dayan Dynasty.
She was the illegitimate daughter of the emperor and a palace maid, and was named Su Yingxue.
At the time of your birth, a piece of glass-colored Immortal Bone appeared on your back, attracting the illusory image of Nine Heavens Luan Phoenix.
[Year 1]
You were secretly kept in the Cold Palace, cared for only by an old nanny.
The Immortal Bone emits moonlight on the fifteenth of each month, helping you to cleanse your marrow and refine your bones.
[Year 3]
One day, a group of men in black robes suddenly broke into the Cold Palace.
"Just as the State Lord said, it truly possesses the Immortal Bone. Let's make our move."
You were pinned to the ground, and in the excruciating pain, you heard the cracking sound of your spine being dug out.
Before you lost consciousness, you vaguely saw the man in black robes turn around, revealing half of an ancient character in gold lettering on his shoulder.
"Qin"
[Simulated pause.]
"Wait a minute?" Qin Wangchuan raised an eyebrow, staring at the little girl whose bones were being dug out in the Light Screen.
"What a coincidence, it actually simulated the real person."
He naturally knew where his Immortal Bone came from— the Qin Clan had conquered countless Prodigy and plundered the innate Root Bones of geniuses, and a mere Immortal Bone was nothing more than an insignificant spoil of war among them.
When it was nourishing itself, it not only dug out 1080 pieces of Supreme Bone, but also 108 pieces of Immortal Bone.
That means there are 107 other people like her.
I never expected that a casual simulation today would happen to run into the victim from back then.
"Interesting."
A slight smile played on his lips. "Every cause has its effect. Let me see how this effect will unfold."
"However... it took a hundred years for me to be born, and it's been quite a while since my bones were dug out, hasn't it?"
[Simulation continues]
[Year 4]
After losing your Immortal Bones, you have become completely useless to the Imperial Dynasty, and many people have suggested killing you.
"After all, he possesses the body of Immortal Bone; perhaps he's still of use."
Your emperor father waved his hand indifferently, "Seal it in the Mystic Ice Coffin for future research."
Before your consciousness freezes, you vaguely see his knuckles turning white behind his back, as if he's clenching something tightly.
"If she can rebuild her Immortal Bones while frozen in ice, she will have another opportunity to curry favor with the Qin Clan."
Thinking back on his previous actions, a last glimmer of hope remained in your heart.
"Xu Father had a sharp tongue but a soft heart; he didn't kill me because he couldn't bear to..."
[Year 154]
With the Imperial Family bloodline dwindling, the emperor finally remembers you, frozen in ice.
When the Mystic Ice Coffin was forcibly broken open, your body stiffened, yet you still held onto hope.
You were five years old that year.
"He's still alive." The emperor's eyes showed neither sorrow nor joy; he simply said, "Bring him to see me after he's been cleaned."
The palace maids scrubbed your body, frozen for so many years, with brushes, and scalding hot water was poured onto your skin, yet you didn't even have the strength to frown.
"I heard she used to have the Immortal Bone."
"Now he's nothing but a cripple."
"His Majesty woke her up, could it be that he wants to..."
Amidst whispers, you were dressed in a magnificent robe and dragged before the emperor.
"They actually managed to reshape half of their Immortal Bone while it was frozen in ice."
"From this day forward, you shall begin your cultivation." The emperor casually decided your fate.
[Year 155]
You were assigned to your own accommodation, and the new teacher is very strict.
But in order not to disappoint your father, and also to have a place to stay, you began to cultivate diligently.
[Year 160]
You were ten years old that year, and after five years of cultivation, you began to show your talent.
That night, moonlight swirled around you, and the phantom of a phoenix reappeared above the Cold Palace.
"Father... will you even glance at me this time?"
You eagerly awaited your reward, only to receive a cold, impersonal decree.
"Effective immediately, you are confined to the Cold Palace and may not leave without an imperial edict."
So, your talent made the Empress wary and the princes fearful.
[Year 161]
You continue to cultivate at an extremely fast pace, all so that your father can see you once.
But the more you act this way, the more fearful others become, and the less they dare to look at you.
[Year 162]
Your existence gradually became taboo, and no one mentioned it anymore.
And your father never even glanced at you.
[Year 164]
That year, Crown Prince Ascension Path and Dead Path!
The Dayan Dynasty was shaken. The emperor personally issued an edict, inviting all the peerless Prodigy from all realms who had ascended the Heavenly Road to the Imperial Capital to discuss the method of ascending to heaven under the pretext of "discussing the Heavenly Road and breaking the deadlock".
[Same year]
You cultivated alone in the Cold Palace for nearly ten years, and finally lost the will to continue cultivating.
You were fourteen years old that year.
"I'll beg you... I'm begging you..." You curled up in the corner, your fingernails digging deep into your palms, blood dripping from between your fingers onto the ground, yet you felt no pain.
"Just one glance... even just a condescending look..."
"Just look at me..."
You trembled as you hugged your knees tightly, burying your face in your arms as if that would hide your humble plea.
Cold tears slid silently down, leaving tiny watermarks on the bluestone ground.
Through prolonged self-talk, another consciousness gradually arises in your mind.
"It's all the Qin Clan's fault! It's all Father's fault!"
[Year 170]
That year you were twenty years old, and under the influence of another version of yourself, you finally broke through the restrictions and escaped from your residence.
But they were blasted back by an array at the gates of the Cold Palace.
It turns out that the entire Cold Palace was a prison set up just for you!
"A bastard is a bastard." The emperor's voice echoed from the heavens, "Keeping you is merely preparing a lavish gift for the Qin Clan."
You suddenly laughed.
He laughed so hard his whole body trembled, and blood seeped from the corners of his eyes.
"So... my purpose in life is simply to be a suitable sacrifice?"
You returned to your palace and diligently cultivated your skills, but not so that your father would even glance at you, but for... revenge!
[Year 963]
You finally have the power to break the restrictions.
"They don't deserve to be your relatives, so why should you be their prisoner?"
A voice echoed in my mind.
In an instant, the moonlight surrounding him transformed into pitch-black flames!
You raised your hand and tore open the barrier, each step leaving a trail of Blood Lotus.
"Since no one in this world cares about me..."
"Then let everyone—"
"A must-see!"
[Year 1105]
To evade pursuers, you changed your name and traveled to Upper Thousand Provinces, where you joined the Wen Dao Palace and began your search for your own path.
[Year 1341]
You have broken through the Fourteenth Realm and are attempting to enter the Dao through killing.
Everything in the palace has become a demon in my heart, whispering in my ear every night.
[1684]
You've decided to take revenge! To make those people open their eyes and see what they've really done.
So he resolutely took up his sword and fought his way back to the Dayan Dynasty Ten Directions Immortal Court.
One man, with a single sword, severely wounded several powerful individuals, but in the end, you too were severely injured.
[1788]
You stormed the palace again.
He returned severely injured once more.
You've been in dire straits several times, but for some reason, the emperor always lets you go.
[1932]
Foreign Lands invasion turned the entire Dayan Dynasty into a battlefield.
Only then did you realize that your father, the emperor, had always had you in his heart.
Imprisoning you is also a form of protection.
As for donating his bones, it was a last resort.
[Same year]
The emperor of the Dayan Dynasty died in battle, and the Imperial Dynasty's powerful figures perished.
The moment the Alien Domain Gap bursts open, and billions of demons surge forth—
You stand alone beneath the vast sky, your celestial Immortal Bones radiating brilliant Divine Light, and the phantom of the Nine Heavens Luan Phoenix reappears, transforming into a barrier that Covering the Sky and Sun.
"I'll do it."
You only said two words.
The Immortal Bone Power erupted, and immortal light fell like a galaxy, exchanging life for life, forcibly building a blood-red barrier in front of the breach.
Every second consumes lifespan, every breath burns away Essence Blood.
The demons howled, and the heavens and earth trembled.
You single-handedly plugged that gap in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Finally, the bugle call for reinforcements arrived.
As you staggered and fell, you saw countless streaks of light streak across the sky.
But the price was— her Immortal Bones shattered completely, turning into a shower of light.
Your body, too, gradually fades away in the morning light.
You are dead.