Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Xi Heng was a little surprised; it turned out that kicking someone could actually wake them up.

"Where am I? Where is this?" The ordinary-looking crew member gasped for breath, looking around in confusion.

"This is Chonghai," the girl replied casually, stepping out of her cabin and looking towards the wandering mental patients in the corridor.

Those in the corridor were still lost in their illusions, only the one in the cabin was awake.

Xi Heng sensed it carefully again and found that in another cabin in the distance, the Crimson Goddess was still in the illusion.

Even Chen Fenghuo was still unconscious, but the young sailor had already regained consciousness...

It must be thanks to her swordsmanship.

Xi Heng turned around and saw that someone else next to him had woken up in fright, also seemingly having experienced a nightmare, covered in cold sweat.

"It seems this is not an isolated case; they should all gradually wake up."

Using swordsmanship to deal with this kind of illusion can be somewhat effective.

She gave a simple order, sending the few conscious individuals to the deck to take control of the rudder.

Then Xi Heng pulled out his sword sheath again and walked out of the cabin, launching a sword heart attack at anyone he saw.

The sword sheath struck Chen Fenghuo repeatedly, followed by the ship's captain, the foreman of the sailors and shipwrights, the second-in-command, the repairman, and so on...

As people collapsed one by one, her spirit gradually wore thin.

She rubbed her temples, wanting to rest, but the work wasn't finished yet.

Using the sword's power to awaken half of the ship's crew should be enough.

There are still crew members on five other ships behind them, and she needs to enlighten them.

Xi Heng once again glided across the sea as if it were flat ground, heading towards the other ships.

The large ship housed nearly four hundred people, while the smaller boats had only a handful of people left.

If you only use Sword Heart to stun half of them, your spirit should be sufficient.

The water beneath their feet caved in, and sudden waves caused the boat to rock.

After knocking down several crew members on the deck with her swordsmanship, she descended into the cabin and stepped forward to deliver a follow-up slash.

Once they'd dealt with this ship, they immediately left for another.

Thanks to her all-night efforts, the large ships were now quite close to each other.

In just a quarter of an hour, Xi Heng used his internal energy-based lightness skill to move around and knock down half of the crew members of the entire fleet.

When she returned to the large ship, she was so exhausted that she could barely stand. She could only force herself to walk back to her cabin and immediately crawl into bed.

Before going to sleep, he glanced one last time at the blonde girl who had already collapsed by the other window.

The other person's face was flushed, their posture disheveled, and their clothes and bedding in disarray. It was unclear what they had done while under the influence of the illusion.

In short, it has nothing to do with her.

Xi Heng yawned: "So sleepy."

"Even if the fleet is about to collide and sink, please let me get some sleep first..."

……

When I woke up, it was already night.

She had slept all day and subconsciously rubbed her eyes to wake up, shifting her gaze to the side.

The bed next to him was empty.

"Chen Fenghuo should be awake now. She can stabilize the fleet's situation... As long as half of the people I knocked down with my sword heart can regain consciousness, the fleet can continue its journey."

She still has enough food and fresh water; she's not at her wit's end yet.

Xi Heng lay on the soft bed for a while before getting up to wash and dress.

He sheathed the sword and blade at his waist, straightened his posture, and then stepped out of the cabin.

In the ship's corridor, she could see several conscious people busy with something, and she gradually relaxed.

Above deck, Chen Fenghuo, dressed in a white robe, was directing a large number of crew members to gather together those still affected by the illusion.

Seeing Xi Heng approach, her face flushed slightly for some reason, she pursed her lips, and a strange ripple appeared in her eyes.

She coughed lightly to cover up her strange thoughts and asked instead:

"Most of the conscious crew members have minor sword marks on their bodies, which must have been caused by you. Thank you."

"Why thank me for saving my own fleet?" Xi Heng only asked, "Is the fleet in good order now?"

"Two ships have become separated, making it difficult to relay orders... I have already sent men to retrieve them, and the fleet should be able to be reassembled and continue sailing before nightfall tonight."

"That's good." Xi Heng approached and brought up the matter of the illusion:

"The illusion seemed to be a past event, but I don't know why it has transformed into this illusion and remained in the sea."

"Hmm..." The Crimson Goddess lowered her head slightly, unwilling to say more.

"Could you tell me about the illusion you experienced last night?" The next moment, Xi Heng's words made her tremble.

"Huh?" She suddenly looked up, then looked away, avoiding eye contact.

"Is it not allowed?"

Chen Fenghuo's eyes flickered, then she covered her mouth and coughed lightly, pretending to be looking at the sea view again.

But no matter what, the faint blush that unconsciously spread across her face revealed the shyness in her heart.

Seeing this, Xi Heng became even more curious.

What could possibly have caused Chen Fenghuo, who had remained calm even when captured by her, to show such a timid and coy demeanor? What exactly did she experience in the illusion?

A subtle desire to explore arose silently from the depths of my heart.

She wanted the person in front of her to tell her the whole story.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Chen Fenghuo finally found an excuse to cover up his confusion.

"It's just everyday family matters. Although it's an illusion created by cultivators, most of what happens in it is just ordinary human affairs..." She tried her best to maintain her serious expression.

Xi Heng tilted his head: "What kind of family gossip?"

"..."

Chen Fenghuo subconsciously took half a step back, but his heel touched the gunwale of the ship.

Whether physically or mentally, when I look into Xi Heng's eyes at this moment, a strange sense of restraint spontaneously arises.

In her flustered state, she couldn't find the words to steer clear of this strange topic.

"It's nothing." She bit her pink lips lightly, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said the most meaningless thing.

Xi Heng, however, found it amusing and continued to ask questions with a serious expression:

“Last night I often heard you mention the name Senior Sister Mi Jie. As far as I know, this person named Mi Jie is probably the cultivator who destroyed the Chonghai Realm. This person has a significant connection with the path to immortality that you and I are seeking. So if you have learned any information about this person in the illusion, please tell me. This may be of some help in our future search for immortality.”

"The illusion is indeed related to that person, but there's really nothing worth talking about."

Chen Fenghuo forced herself to maintain a serious demeanor, her face flushed so much that her eyes became blurry, and she looked so ashamed that it seemed as if wisps of white steam were rising from her head.

She rarely showed such a delicate side: "Please don't ask anymore, there are some things that are really not suitable to be said..."

There was even a hint of pleading in his tone.

Xi Heng chuckled to himself, his interest somewhat satisfied, and decided to let the other party go for the time being.

"Alright then." She was tolerant.

Chen Fenghuo lowered his head, covered his mouth, and coughed lightly, trying to change the subject:

"Half of the crew members are still trapped in the illusion. Please help them out of this predicament."

Last night, Xi Heng's remaining spiritual power was insufficient to directly use his sword heart to awaken all the crew members. He only managed to injure half of them before returning to his room to rest.

Half of the crew remains, and none have ever been affected by her sword energy.

"Speaking of which, have all the crew members who were stimulated by the sword's power woken up now?" Xi Heng wanted to know if anyone had remained unconscious or died directly due to the side effects of her sword energy.

The other party had never heard of the term "Kenshin" and answered by guessing:

"You mean those who fainted? Most of them have escaped, but a few are still indulging in hallucinations."

"Even Jianxin couldn't help him escape? Does that mean there's a difference in the degree to which one has penetrated the illusion?"

"That's probably not the case. As far as I know, the hallucinations experienced by those trapped in illusions are usually quite pleasant, perhaps because they themselves don't want to wake up," Chen Fenghuo said, offering his guess.

"Is that so?" Xi Heng asked subconsciously.

"Speaking of which, the illusion you were in last night must have been one of the more pleasant ones, right?"

"How did you know..." The other person opened their mouth, but their voice gradually weakened.

"We're in the same cabin."

"That's not true at all, you misheard."

"really?"

Chen Fenghuo nodded vigorously, then immediately turned around and walked into a cabin without looking back, no longer wanting to argue with Xi Heng.

"I still need to go inside the cabin to check the supplies on board. Goodbye for now."

Watching the other person disappear from his sight, Xi Heng chuckled softly and shifted his attention to his own affairs.

She took out her sword sheath just as she had done the night before and held it firmly in her hand.

His gaze fell upon the people around him who were bound and still wandering in the illusion.

Strike with the heart of a sword.

……

Using sword heart repeatedly in a short period of time is extremely taxing on the mind.

Xi Heng had only been awake for half an hour when he became tired and sleepy again after traveling back and forth between several ships.

Mental fatigue can only be relieved by returning to the cabin to meditate or fall asleep.

So, not long after waking up, she returned to her cabin and crawled back into bed.

At this moment, Chen Fenghuo had also finished his busy day and breathed a sigh of relief as he returned to the cabin.

She was trying to sort out her chaotic emotions and mind when she looked up and saw Xi Heng there as well.

And he was staring straight at her.

"..."

"Hello." The girl waved.

Chen Fenghuo didn't understand the meaning of the words, but he could tell from the atmosphere that the other person was greeting him.

Not wanting to reveal too much emotion, he simply nodded in response.

"Are you done with your work?"

"The fleet has turned east and is slowly accelerating." Only when the conversation turned to business did Chen Fenghuo's sensitive mind calm down a little.

"We've survived another ordeal." Xi Heng looked up at the ceiling and asked softly, "How many of those who weren't awakened by the sword heart before?"

"More than sixty people." Chen Fenghuo had already made a count.

"One or two out of ten? Hmm, tomorrow I'll unleash my sword intent upon them again, disregarding their mental well-being," Xi Heng said casually.

Those who have been slashed by Kenshin will have the illusion that they have been killed once before.

Therefore, when the crew members wake up, they often feel as if they have just woken up from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat and panting heavily.

Such feelings will inevitably cause considerable harm to one's mental well-being.

If this happens several times in a row, the weaker person might die from mental breakdown.

“Perhaps not.” The other party mentioned another possibility: “Perhaps as long as we sail far enough, we can leave this place affected by the illusion, and they will wake up on their own... then you won’t have to hurt people anymore.”

"Helpless?" Xi Heng didn't feel that he had anything to be helpless about.

She was simply urging her men to get up and get to work, since they were all drowsy and let them do their jobs.

"But you're not wrong... let those mentally ill people rest for a couple of days."