Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Men and women sat in the pavilion, laughing and chatting with each other just moments before. But upon hearing the loud noise and seeing servants rushing over, they all put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked toward the source of the commotion.

"It's quite lively here." Xi Heng smelled the aroma of food and raised his hand slightly. He saw many people dressed in fine clothes sitting in the pavilion, who were obviously the heads of this family.

"Are you having a family gathering? May I join in?"

The people having dinner over there fell silent, exchanging glances with each other.

"..."

After a moment of silence, one of them stood up and bowed to her with clasped hands.

"Welcome, merciful holy maiden. Our humble family is celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival with a feast. We wonder what good fortune has brought you here?" The man had a kind face and seemed honest and kind.

But Xi Heng recognized this person; he was Liang Cegong, the mastermind behind the assassination attempt on her, the emperor, by the Black Ling Blade Master in her previous life.

Upon seeing that fawning, familiar face, the urge to kill arose spontaneously.

"Enough with the nonsense, where is the Black Ling Blade Master?" Xi Heng ignored the other party's flattering words and asked directly.

Although her original intention in coming here was to slaughter the Liang family, upon hearing that the Black Ling Blade Master was here, she immediately set her sights on him.

Even if some members of the Liang family manage to escape, it doesn't matter; she must kill her enemies first today.

"Oh? Your Excellency the Holy Maiden knew that the Sword Master was here. Is it because you learned that my Liang family is about to be engaged to the Sword Master, and therefore came to offer your congratulations?"

Xi Heng had heard of it, but only mocked:

"That pale, hairless monster, who looks like a molting monkey, would anyone actually want to marry it? Don't you find it disgusting?"

As soon as she said this, she felt several murderous gazes fall on her.

She turned slightly, exuding an aura of power in the direction of the gaze.

Behind him, four Blood Child Assassins emerged from the darkness, standing beside Xi Heng.

“…Bloodline Sword?” A low voice came from the pavilion.

Around the round table laden with delicacies from land and sea, three broad-shouldered men in black robes stood up.

"I never expected that the famous Compassionate Saintess would be a Bloodline Sword warrior... The remnants of your Bloodline Sword sect have been lying low for so long. In recent years, you first assassinated the emperor, and then established an evil sect to wreak havoc in the southeast. Your ambitions are truly great."

Xi Heng hadn't really considered that these martial arts practitioners would have such thoughts upon seeing her.

However, she now killed the person who was speaking in front of her.

He raised the sword slightly, aiming it at the black-robed man over there.

"But today, it should come to an end."

The man in black robes stepped out from under the pavilion, pushed open his hood to reveal a wrinkled head with no eyebrows, hair, or beard.

At the same time, he pulled out his rough, simple knife, the blade of which was covered with countless dense dents, from behind him and stepped out from under the pavilion.

"You think you can kill me?" Xi Heng sneered. "You're just a fool who betrayed his master and ancestors, and spent over a decade barely reaching the Transformation Realm. You think you can kill me?"

The Black Blade Master was clearly provoked by these words, and his tone became even colder:

"More than a decade has passed, yet the martial arts world is still spreading these boring old stories? Who told you that?"

"Naturally, it was your master who personally appeared in my dream, begging me to kill you, this unfilial disciple, today." Xi Heng was quite interested in provoking the Black Ling Blade Master.

Watching this enemy's face turn pale in desperation is more interesting than simply chopping off his head.

The Black Blade Master gritted his teeth, and even though he knew Xi Heng was only deliberately provoking him, he couldn't help but feel angry:

"How could you, little brat, know the suffering I endured! If it weren't for that wicked teacher, with my talent, I would never have ended up like this! I wouldn't have become this inhuman, ghostly figure... I—"

"I want you to die!"

After saying that, he suddenly swung his knife.

However, the Black Blade Master did not unleash his blade energy to attack Xi Heng. Instead, he swung his blade to the side, bringing his heavy, rough-hewn broadsword down on the black-robed man beside him and his companion.

The blade struck the person beside him, and seemed to adhere tightly to him as if by suction.

As the internal energy surged, black ripples immediately appeared on the surface of the scarred broadsword.

A strange, chilling aura emanated from where the longsword had been.

The girl squinted her eyes, and she could see that there seemed to be something strange hidden behind the wisps of black energy. Just staring at it made one feel cold.

Behind them, the head of the Liang family suddenly raised his hand.

The servants and guards on the side obeyed the order and revealed something resembling a square stone table, covered tightly with damp linen.

What it contained was a huge block of solid ice!

"Come!" the Black Blade Master shouted.

The Liang family guard kicked the solid ice with a powerful kick. The ice block rolled across the ground, but its strong momentum was stopped by the Black Ling Blade Master.

The broadsword was immediately plunged into the ice, and when it was pulled out, the black aura on it appeared even more intense.

Xi Heng then recognized that the black energy was not formed from internal energy, but rather from a chilling, yin energy—

The yin energy within the body is enveloped by the cold air from the outside, and then the person wielding the knife uses neutralizing force to accept and integrate it; the exact effect of this is unknown.

In that previous life, the Black Blade Master had only used the chilling black wind, never the icy energy that required solid ice to be used.

The Black Blade Master of this era may be even stronger than before.

However, she didn't care.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, he is only a cultivator of average strength.

Even if another Black Blade Master came, she could still kill him.

Therefore, Xi Heng even disdainfully gave the other party some time to prepare, and casually remarked:

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

The Black Blade Master, enraged even more, roared, his face contorted with wrinkles, "Arrogant fool! Take this—"

The opponent spun his longsword sharply, and a chilling black wind immediately rose up, leaving behind a trail of fine frost.

When the black wind struck, it passed over a tree in the courtyard, freezing its branches and leaves stiff.

Xi Heng easily turned his sword, gathering his internal energy to unleash a sword gust of wind.

Back then, she was unable to completely block the enemy's blade wind, and even gained several sword marks on her body.

Now, the burst of power is enough to instantly overwhelm the attacking black wind and cold air.

The two sword and blade winds clashed with a whooshing sound, causing the air to vibrate and leaves and birds in the sky to fall to the ground.

Leaves fall, either torn apart by Xi Heng's Beng Sword or frozen into stiff ice shards by the chilling aura.

The gust of the collapsing sword swept over the enemy, causing the Black Blade Master to unconsciously take a few steps back.

Xi Heng first unleashed a red line of sword energy to expand his advantage, and then immediately strode forward.

The Black Blade Master gritted his teeth, suppressed the sword energy with his broadsword, and then swung his greatsword at her.

But in Xi Heng's eyes, this slash was unusually slow. He simply moved aside to dodge it, then turned his sword and thrust it straight into the enemy's abdomen.

Clang——

The sharp blade, which should have clashed with flesh and blood, instead produced a crisp clang of weapons colliding.

Xi Heng was slightly puzzled. His right hand trembled and he unleashed a burst of energy, expanding the range of the sword's attack to the enemy's entire upper body.

The force instantly tore through the opponent's upper body clothing, ripping the black robe into countless tattered strips that scattered wildly. Some remained hanging on the body, while others drifted away like flower petals.

The fabric tore open, revealing the enemy's strange body surface, with a layer of white ice wrapped around his chest, arms, and abdomen.

The blade struck it, leaving only a mark; it was difficult to break through.

However, Xi Heng had already encountered many strange protective methods, so although he found this one strange, he didn't take it to heart.

With sword intent activated, the Black Blade Master's consciousness vanished for a moment as he was about to counterattack.

Xi Heng kicked him, sending him flying more than ten meters away, crashing into a stone chessboard in the courtyard.

With a deafening roar, human flesh and blood smashed the large rock to pieces like an iron ball.

Gravel flew everywhere, and smoke billowed.

She pressed her attack, striking the enemy's neck—which was not protected by the ice—with the ferocity of a cuckoo's lament.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the Black Blade Master quickly regained consciousness, raised his blade to block the attack, and launched a counterattack with a ferocious expression.

Without fear, Xi Heng moved closer, deflected the enemy's broadsword, and then, taking advantage of the enemy's momentary inability to adjust his posture and dodge, directly transformed his powerful internal energy into immense force, pressing the sword against his formidable foe.

Although the enemy had been at the Transformation Realm for a long time, she had only been at it for a year.

But even in such a hard-fought battle, she still had the upper hand.

With immense force pressing down, Black Ling Blade Master, whose body was already half-buried in the stone table, had no choice but to grit his teeth and use both hands to block the attack with his broadsword.

The overwhelming pure power was simply too much to resist. With his arms trembling, the sharp blade pierced through his protective energy barrier inch by inch, pressing down towards his bald head.

Xi Heng deliberately slowed down, focusing only on the other party's increasingly distorted and ferocious face.

As the sharp blade pressed into the flesh of the head, drawing blood, a hint of despair appeared in the other person's eyes.

She also felt a refreshing sense of revenge.

Unfortunately, it's too simple.

She could crush it with sheer power, without needing to use any complicated or unique moves to exchange a dozen blows with the enemy.

"Boring," Xi Heng commented casually.

As the blade continued to carve sword marks into the skull, the Black Blade Master's wrinkled eyes widened suddenly, his ice armor shattered abruptly, and an extremely cold, yin aura erupted.

The blade embedded in the skull was covered in layers of frost and quickly froze.

The ice spread rapidly, and Xi Heng could only barely loosen his grip on the longsword and jump back to avoid the onslaught of the cold.

Even though you managed to dodge it from more than ten meters away, a gust of snow wind still came, and frost flowers fell on your sleeves and hair.

Xi Heng casually flicked his sleeves and looked around. On the other side, the Liang family members in the courtyard pavilion saw that the Black Blade Master was weak and had already fled together. At the same time, Xue Zi had also given chase.

These ordinary mortals seem completely unaware of the vast differences in strength between martial arts masters, believing the rumors circulating in the martial arts world that the Black Ling Blade Master is also a formidable figure capable of stopping her.

The Black Blade Master pulled the blade out of his head, but after standing up, he took a step back with a panicked expression: "You, you are actually at the Celestial Realm?"

"What? So what if you're at the Celestial Realm?" Xi Heng didn't know much about the affairs of the martial arts world and couldn't quite understand why these martial artists would become so fearful when they saw Jian Xin.

"In the past hundred years, only a little over a hundred people have reached the Transformation Realm in the martial arts world, and among them, only seven have reached the Celestial Realm..."

The other party dared not retaliate and tried to back down, saying, "I was blind to your greatness and did not know you were a celestial being. I am willing to offer a thousand taels of gold as compensation—"

Xi Heng sighed, thinking, "This guy was so fierce just now, how come he suddenly became so cowardly?"

The sight of her enemy bowing and scraping before her only made her feel bored.

"Why go through all this trouble?" the girl clicked her tongue. "Just give me your life."

With a flick of her wrist, she magically produced another longsword from thin air, stepped forward with her left foot, and prepared to unleash the Sword of Beyond Sound.

The Black Blade Master's expression changed drastically, and he fled in panic.

But the sword of Yueyin had already pierced through the white barrier in the air, and the sharp blade that stirred up a strong wind shattered the thick ice and the protective force of the whole body. Just as it was about to pierce through flesh and blood and penetrate the heart, a golden light emerged from the opponent's body.

"Amitabha Buddha." The chanting came from all directions.

"The Holy Maiden is known for her compassion; why must she bring about this bloodshed tonight?"

"Master Yuanzhao!" The Black Blade Master's panicked expression immediately softened: "Thank you for your help!"

Xi Heng saw that someone else was coming and looked around.

Then a monk wearing a kasaya and holding a two-pronged, six-ringed, gold-threaded staff emerged from behind a tree in the courtyard. It was unclear when he had arrived.

"This demones from the Dark Heaven Sect are at the same Celestial Realm as you, Master. I hope you will deal with them with care." The Black Blade Master finished speaking quickly and, without lingering for a moment, continued to retreat out of the courtyard.

"Trying to escape?" Ignoring the sudden appearance of the dead monk, Xi Heng used his lightness skill to give chase at full speed—

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Chapter 116, Saving All Living Beings

"Want to escape?"

The Black Blade Master exerted all his strength, his remaining internal energy surging continuously, and his figure seemed to transform into a black wind as he swiftly fled from this place.

Xi Heng stomped on the stone slabs, creating large spiderweb-like cracks, and a bloody shadow followed closely behind.