Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The captain walked back to his cabin, hoping to find a few records of this strange seascape in the nautical charts he carried.

His footsteps quickened, his rough fingers pushed open the cabin door, and his heavy legs stepped inside.

Before he could even open the bookshelf, and had just pushed open one of the latches, he turned his head and immediately saw something that made him extremely panicked—

On that square octagonal plate, the compass spoon, which should have been stable and secure, was slowly rotating.

The handle of the spoon, which should have always pointed south, began to spin on its own as the ship stabilized—

The captain gasped and, without thinking, immediately left the room.

Xi Heng was in his cabin. After a quick wash in the morning, he casually ate a couple of dried fruit snacks when he heard a rapid knocking on the door.

"Come in," she said casually.

The ship's captain hurriedly opened the door, entered, and knelt down with his hands clasped in a fist salute, nervously saying:

"Reporting to you, sir! The fog at sea has been lingering for so long, and the ocean currents and winds have become strange. I panicked and went back to my room to check, only to find that the compass was malfunctioning!"

"Ineffective?"

"The compass spoon is spinning, and it can no longer distinguish north from south or east from west! It is moving steadily forward without ever turning, one moment it is pointing south! The next moment it is pointing north."

As he spoke, he became increasingly flustered:

"If this continues, we will lose our bearings at sea, and I'm afraid we'll never be able to return..."

"Can a compass malfunction?" Xi Heng blinked, got up and went to the porthole to look at the thick white fog outside.

When she woke up this morning, it was just ordinary morning mist that would dissipate in a while.

But looking at it now, it seems rather strange.

"The magnet's failure must be due to an abnormal magnetic field in this area. As long as we keep sailing, we can get through this region... I just don't know how big this strange place is, or if we'll just keep going in circles because we can't tell which way is which, and never be able to escape..."

Xi Heng pondered for a moment, then turned around and said:

"If the fog dissipates, we might be able to orient ourselves using the sun, moon, and stars. But let's leave that aside for now and just sail in the opposite direction of the vortex's suction."

"The fog is thick; I wonder if it will ever dissipate," the boat captain sighed.

"We'll get through this, don't worry."

Xi Heng offered a few words of comfort and then told the other party to leave the area, heading to the deck to direct the ship to continue its journey.

After everyone left, the Crimson Goddess, who was reading a book, looked up at the thick fog outside the window and remained silent.

“Now, there’s no need to worry about what you mentioned earlier,” Xi Heng suddenly said.

The ship had lost its direction, and the other smaller boats had to follow the larger ship slowly.

It's unlikely that anyone would want to rebel at this time, or secretly take a ship away.

Even if we want to do something, we must first unite and find a way out.

"You still have the mind to joke and have fun..." The Crimson Goddess stared at the seemingly endless thick fog, her gaze quite solemn.

"With such celestial phenomena hindering us, what can we do?" Xi Heng spread his hands.

"Using a massive fire spell to burn away the sky might dispel the fog in a short time." The Crimson Goddess really did have a solution.

Xi Heng hadn't thought of that, and nodded: "Then let's go down and give it a try."

She then found the Blazing Spirit Heavenly Law, selected the Fire Surge Technique with the largest range, took out a blue-green spirit stone, and drew the magic pattern on the back of her hand while chanting an incantation. She then left the cabin.

Upon reaching the deck, Xi Heng bypassed the bewildered crew members amidst the white mist and stepped onto the bow.

The curved wooden dragon head stands with its mouth open at the bow of the ship, seemingly displaying its power.

The girl stepped on her toes and landed steadily on the dragon's head.

She took out a spirit stone, placed it on the back of her hand, stretched her palm forward, and chanted:

"The Great Crimson Heaven descends with a fiery light ten thousand feet high, its crackling sound and lingering light covering my body and summoning me before me!"

The magical patterns on his skin glowed faintly along with the spirit stones.

After reciting the incantation, she let out a soft shout, and a flame suddenly shot up from her palm, plunging into the extremely dense white mist.

raging--

The flames roared and blossomed into flower shapes in the sky.

Due to air obstruction, the flames spread out layer by layer as they surged forward, unable to fly too high, and ultimately only became a scene resembling a canopy of flames.

The intense heat scorched the mist, causing it to hiss and crackle in the air.

The sailors and crew on the aft deck thought they had witnessed a miracle and knelt down to pray.

Hundreds of units of spiritual energy propelled the flames to continue expanding and igniting, burning for a full ten seconds.

The raging fire, stretching for tens of meters, scorched the mist in front of us, causing it to rise and dissipate.

When the howling stopped, the flames gradually shrank and dissipated in the air, and the fog in the sky in front of the ship also dissipated considerably.

But that's not enough.

Xi Heng looked up at the sky. Although his field of vision had expanded considerably, all he could see was still a vast expanse of white.

The fog, which had been tens to nearly a hundred meters thick, had become quite thin.

But this distance alone is far from enough to reach the extremes of the fog.

Not to mention, how could one possibly see the sun through the fog to determine direction?

Currently, the surrounding area is still a vast expanse of white.

"The flames need to be even bigger," Xi Heng muttered to himself.

"One hundred units of spiritual energy is clearly not enough, one thousand might not be enough either, but several thousand or even tens of thousands might be possible?"

Several thousand units of spiritual energy should be enough to propel the ever-spreading flames hundreds of meters further, cleansing the entire sky.

"But it's such a waste to use so much spiritual energy just to see the direction once."

For Xi Heng, every unit of spiritual energy was refined from the flesh and blood of an entire person.

It's a bit of a waste to use it to dispel the white fog.

And even if you manage to find your way for a moment, you'll likely lose your way again in this fog.

Xi Heng shook his head.

"Let's wait until the ship is completely unable to escape the whirlpool and we have to use magic to break free before using this method to determine direction..."

……

For several days, the large ship remained trapped in the seemingly endless fog.

As the crew grew increasingly exhausted, the captain, losing patience, hoisted the sails and began to speed up in an unpredictable direction, attempting to break through the white fog.

But even so, it had no effect.

The ocean currents and wind directions became increasingly erratic, and the fog grew thicker.

Despite their efforts, the ship not only failed to leave but sank deeper and deeper.

Now, when the captain measured the wind direction again, he gradually realized that the strong wind was now slowly rotating in one direction.

He tried to escape that direction as quickly as possible, but the force of the wind was too great for the ship to resist.

Afterwards, he sent people to investigate the sea situation. When they detected the strange direction of the ocean current, they finally understood that the fleet had been trapped in a huge whirlpool.

The thick fog completely obscured the shape of the vortex, making it difficult to spot.

I wonder just how big this strange vortex is, and how I can escape from it.

……

On deck, the ship's captain was reporting their current predicament to the demon lord, who possessed supernatural magic and offered a last glimmer of hope:

“My lord, I’m afraid we were sucked into the vortex as soon as we entered the fog, but we didn’t realize it at first. It only became clear when we were deep enough to fall in… but by now it’s too late.”

"The ship is not fast enough to escape the whirlpool now, unless a strong wind suddenly blows the sails... But the wind direction in this area is not accurate, and it is more likely that we will just plunge into the whirlpool even faster and have no chance of escaping."

Xi Heng stood quietly by the ship's railing, calmly watching the increasingly thick white fog.

She used to be able to see clearly for dozens of meters, but now she can only see for a dozen meters.

Xi Heng also heard the sound of ripples in the water and realized that the water seemed to be rotating.

What the boat captain said should be correct.

Although it is no longer visible, the ship has indeed been caught in the whirlpool and is sinking deeper.

As for how to break free, Xi Heng already had an idea in mind.

However, it consumes a great deal of spiritual energy...

As she pondered, she looked up at the already furled sails, wondering if there were any other options.

Perhaps the sword technique could generate a strong wind, creating a powerful tornado that could propel the sails and provide some power to the ship.

However, this would more likely tear the canvas and pole together, and the martial artist's qi and blood wouldn't last long enough to directly push the ship out of the whirlpool.

Moreover, there is more than one ship here.

Xi Heng glanced back and saw that the side of the large ship was connected by many thick hemp ropes, which led to other ships.

The rope disappeared into the thick fog, its other end invisible.

The thick hemp rope was not used for dragging, but rather to indicate the direction of the large ship to other vessels.

Being trapped in the thick fog, we had no choice but to resort to this crude method.

If the other ships separate from the main ship, they will surely perish.

"Perhaps all those who once wanted to sail the ocean perished here?" Xi Heng thought to himself.

The dense fog obscured visibility, the chaotic magnetic field made people lose their way, and there was even a whirlpool that kept drawing ships into it... This was practically a death trap.

No matter how large a ship is built, it will never be able to cross this place unless there is technological progress.

To escape, one must have enough power to generate enough speed—which is quite difficult to achieve.

"For ordinary people to come to this place is basically a dead end, so those who once said they would cross the Chonghai Sea never returned, and left no trace..."

"But I am no ordinary person."

After a moment's thought, she turned her gaze back to the exhausted-looking captain beside her and said to him:

"I will do my best to resolve this matter tomorrow. You can prepare to continue your voyage."

"Yes!"

Xi Heng ignored him and wandered around the deck for a while before returning to his cabin.

Upon arriving at the long table in the cabin, she tossed the Blazing Spirit Heavenly Technique aside, and with a flick of her fingers, magically pulled out her Blood Sea Great Technique from her inventory.

He took it out, slapped it on the table, flipped to the last few pages, and reread the most powerful spells.

……

The fog thickened even more the following morning.

The visible range of ordinary mortals decreased again, and even though the captain did not reveal that the fleet had fallen into the whirlpool, people spontaneously felt a vague unease.

It was as if some ghostly monster was staring at them from the fog.

A persistent thick fog, a strange, cold sea breeze, and an odd sound from the waves...

All of this has led people to speculate whether this place might be their final resting place.

But before this panic could erupt and cause a commotion, it was too late.

Xi Heng had already taken his seat cross-legged on the dragon head at the bow of the ship, quietly looking around.

A few glimmers of dawn gradually appeared.

As dawn broke and the sky grew brighter, the girl slowly stood up.

Now, her exposed skin is almost entirely covered with strange, blood-red patterns.

Only the palm of the hand is decorated with a few unique talismans shaped like flickering candlelight.

Xi Heng took out pieces of blue spirit stones from his bag and placed them securely at his waist.

As a few rays of yellow light appeared in the sky, the girl clenched her fingers and chanted a spell.