Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest had finally stopped, you secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[He quickly began to explain.]

"Master, you've misunderstood. Going against fate and my current state was my own choice, not something I was forced into."

【"Um?"】

The old Taoist priest raised an eyebrow, his eyes twitching and crackling with electric arcs.

[Clearly, they don't believe it.]

Because in his worldview, how could anyone willingly taint such a filthy and defiled destiny?

[To the point of self-destruction?]

[The old Taoist priest observed that if you didn't possess an unparalleled physical talent...]

[Long ago, defying fate, he was transformed into some kind of monster by chaos and reversal.]

"Master, I was testing my limits."

"What limit?"

[The old Taoist's deep voice was accompanied by rolling thunder.]

The tone remained accusatory.

You know, if you continue to hide it and don't reveal any information to the old Taoist priest, he won't believe you.

"The ultimate form of rebellion, used to shorten lifespan and achieve greatness prematurely."

【"???"】

Do you want to hear what you're saying?

You could clearly see the old Taoist's bewildered expression and the look in his eyes.

[I read that sentence aloud.]

The old Taoist priest almost laughed out of anger.

He wouldn't delve into the ultimate form of rebellion for now.

Is it possible to achieve great things late in life by shortening one's lifespan?

Is the "late bloomer" you're referring to his understanding of what it means to be a late bloomer?

[Faced with the experienced man's skepticism.]

You shrug, adopting an attitude of "this is the situation, believe it or not."

"Master, please come down first, put away the Celestial Master's Sword, and stop shining your eyes."

"Let's sit down and talk this over."

You tentatively take a step.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest did not stop him, he quickly ran to the long table where the ancestral tablets were enshrined.

After scanning the numerous patriarchs, he pressed down on the second sword at his waist.

[They approached the ancestral tablet of Zhang Xunzhi.]

This person seems rather helpful and nosy.

[Plus, you offered the murdered master to him for study.]

There's a connection between them, no matter how you look at it.

He smiled obsequiously at Zhang Xunzhi, the patriarch, while two swords swayed lightly at his waist.

[Attempting to build rapport, he then lifted the long hem of his dark robe and sat upright.]

[The patriarch Zhang Xunzhi, who had originally been researching the assassination of his master while watching the spectacle, adopted an arrogant attitude and refused to engage.]

Suddenly, I noticed something.

The character "Zhang" on the memorial tablet once again gleamed with a mysterious light.

The old Taoist priest landed from the void, holding the Celestial Master's sword upside down, and strolled over.

Seeing this, he said impatiently, "Ancestor, this is a matter between my master and me, please don't interfere."

[Zhang Xunzhi's ancestor did not retreat into seclusion.]

The mysterious light shone even brighter.

The old Taoist priest was puzzled, but after sensing it with divine knowledge...

[It appears that Zhang Xun's ancestor is looking at the object at your waist.]

The old Taoist priest followed his senses and looked in that direction.

[You've discovered it's the magic sword he gave you.]

This sword was used by Zhang Xun's ancestor when he was in the mortal realm.

[Could this have stirred up ancient memories in our ancestors, prompting them to reminisce at this moment?]

[The old Taoist's divine knowledge has penetrated deeply, reaching his own unique eighth realm in the human realm.]

[This allows them to faintly hear the voice of fury emanating from beyond the highest dimensions.]

"Damn it! That brat took my magic sword to shovel latrines?!"

【"Well……"】

The old Taoist priest looked astonished upon hearing this.

They also discovered that the once-glorious lightning magic runes engraved on the sword's hilt were now stained black.

You don't know the truth.

[He thought his enthusiasm had brought him closer to the ancestor.]

[This has drawn the ancestral spirit's secrets, giving him support.]

[The old Taoist priest sees your reckless behavior of still provoking the patriarch.]

[He hurried up to it.]

"Yujing, come over here with me and let's talk."

【"don't want."】

You think the old Taoist priest is trying to trick you into leaving so he can take the opportunity to stab you.

"Come quickly!"

"Hmph! I'm going to stay with Ancestor."

The old Taoist priest sees you still recklessly flirting with danger.

Her eyes twitched with anger.

[A faint crack of lightning flashed as he held the Celestial Master's sword, his voice low and menacing.]

"Are you coming or not...?"

Seeing the old Taoist priest raise his sword, you immediately chose to respect your teacher and uphold the Way.

[He bowed and smiled at Zhang Xunzhi, the patriarch.]

[This indicates that they will call for help soon, and that the ancestor will protect them.]

Then, cautiously and respectfully, he followed the old Taoist priest to the large pillar standing nearby.

[After blocking Zhang Xunzhi's ancestor's view.]

The old Taoist priest raised his hand and smacked you on the head.

"Master, why did you hit me?"

The old Taoist priest was so angry he blew on his beard and glared at her.

[Pointing to the second sword at your waist:] "Do you know whose magic sword this is?"

【You pressed down on Jian Er and said matter-of-factly, "Master, you said it was the magic sword once used by the Celestial Master's Mansion's patriarch in the mortal realm."】

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes in annoyance: "I'm asking if you know who it is!"

"I don't know."

【"have no idea?"】

[You observe the old Taoist priest's surprised expression.]

Hesitantly, he asked, "Should I...know?"

The old Taoist priest, his expression somber, pointed expressionlessly to the talisman on the hilt of the magic sword.

"Can't you tell?"

You lower your eyes and look down.

It is a talisman constructed from that mysterious and complex sequence.

Originally, it was resplendent with gold, magnificent and solemn.

[Now it has been stained black.]

[Because at first glance it looks like the character "二" (two), I named you Jian Er (Sword Two).]

"Isn't this... 'two'?"

You seemed to realize you had misunderstood something, and cautiously inquired of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest eventually understood that when a person is utterly speechless, they can laugh.

With a forced smile, he said, "This is 'zhi'!"

【"Of?"】

"That's right! 'Zhi' from Zhang Xunzhi!"

【"ah?"】

You suddenly realized.

[It turns out this wasn't "two," but rather "one."]

This sword is the mortal magic sword of Zhang Xun's ancestor.

[He himself dyed his gleaming gold talisman black.]

[They were just dancing right in front of the person in question.]

They even attempted to seek asylum.

Little did they know...

You looked at the old Taoist priest with eyes full of emotion.

It's still your master who cares about you.

Otherwise, you would almost be dead.

[At the same time, I was inwardly complaining.]

Why would someone carve their name on a sword?

[Even if you're going to carve it, do it sloppily and illegibly, which will only lead to misunderstandings.]

The old Taoist priest, seeing that you were obedient for a moment, secretly revealed a rebellious and defiant look in his eyes.

[He said helplessly, "I've had this sword with me for so long, haven't you grasped the subtle and profound mysteries of its lightning magic?"]

【"ah?"】

Looking into your innocent, naive, and crystal-clear eyes.

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and sighed silently.

Suddenly, I feel I'm wasting my lifespan and prematurely achieving great things.

[It sounds absurd.]

[This seems to be the right decision.]

This proves you are a self-aware person.

The tense atmosphere dissipated amidst the banter.

[Recalling the old Taoist's appearance earlier, you chuckled and teased, "Master, the way you were just now moved me deeply."]

The old Taoist priest's expression stiffened slightly.

【"snort!"】

[He snorted coldly, turned his back, and raised his head at a 45-degree angle.]

[His posture was aloof and arrogant.]

His old face flushed red.