Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The spiritual energy quickly manifested into the shape of characters, which rose up around it.

As the opponent's right hand opens and closes, the surrounding text is compressed and reduced in size, then injected into the Bagua plate.

The magnetic spoon on the plate seemed to be enchanted, covered with numerous talismans and characters.

The constantly rotating magnetic spoon rapidly increased its speed, eventually even creating a phantom amidst the rolling sound.

Then it suddenly stopped and pointed to a direction in the northwest.

The old man stopped pointing and looked up in the direction the magnetic spoon was pointing.

His eyes shone with a bluish-green light, his gaze seemingly reaching across a vast distance, looking towards a place thousands of miles away.

Xi Heng had never learned this kind of auxiliary magic before, so he found it quite novel.

While the other party was casting the spell, I also used my almost photographic memory to memorize the incantations, finger movements, and other techniques.

The old man Shaoxi closed his eyes again and muttered incantations.

A few minutes later, he let out a soft sigh.

"Found it?" Xi Heng asked.

"The exact location is still unclear, but... it's probably in Kyoto."

"The capital?" The girl's lips twitched.

She had been away from the capital for so long because she wanted to find that vengeful ghost.

Little did she know, that guy was right under her nose.

"The capital city is a vast area. I wonder what form that vengeful ghost has taken now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it." The cultivator was somewhat disappointed.

"Let's try searching first." Xi Heng waved his hand. "Is there a way to get back to the capital quickly?"

"You can travel there by flying boat. Although the flying boat is damaged and unable to cross boundaries, it can still be used as a means of transportation in this world without any major problems."

"it is good."

After receiving the agreement, the old man left the house and went to the spacious courtyard.

Xi Heng followed, and saw the other party raise his hand and wave it, and blue spiritual light emanated from the sleeve of his robe. Guangling quickly formed a boat-shaped projection several meters long in the open space of the courtyard.

The blue light shimmered, gradually transforming the projection from blurry to detailed.

As the boat-shaped structure with its wide waist and abdomen became more complete, the blue light on its surface faded, and it turned into the simple color of wood.

The flying boat, which had originally been exquisite, now exuded a sense of decay and desolation.

The airship was made entirely of wood, with many scratches on its surface, or dents as if it had been hit by some huge object. The left side bore the marks of being gnawed and torn by a giant beast, while the other side had large scorch marks. Even the blanket on its surface was not intact.

Even if such a wooden boat were placed on a lake, it would probably be difficult for it to float.

Its appearance was so shabby that ordinary fishermen would look down on it.

But Xi Heng only focused on its aura.

This wooden boat looks extremely heavy, but it always feels light in its aura.

With my eyes closed, I thought what I was seeing was some kind of large bird.

Seeing the damaged state of the place, the old man standing nearby chuckled and offered an explanation:

"It's all because we were in too much of a hurry when we returned from Hellfire, and we failed to build a protective structure for the spirit boat. We also encountered turbulent currents along the way, so it's inevitably damaged a bit. I hope Your Majesty won't mind."

"Just go."

Xi Heng didn't think much of it.

He was still wondering what the vengeful ghost was doing in the capital.

After all, it's a vengeful ghost; it probably won't do anything peaceful or righteous.

I just hope that guy doesn't cause too much trouble in the capital...

Otherwise, she would have already saved her game and prepared to fight him for another three hundred rounds.

"Yes." Shao Xi leaped onto the flying boat, stood in front, and chanted incantations as he pushed his hands to infuse spiritual energy.

He had only completed half of the process of activating the flying boat when he realized that the spiritual energy in the flying boat was insufficient. So he carefully took out a few more precious spiritual stones from his sleeve and placed them on the surface of the flying boat.

"These kinds of cultivators don't seem to be very wealthy..." Xi Heng thought to himself as he watched from the side.

With the hundreds of spirit stones in her inventory, she could probably be considered quite wealthy even if she went to other cultivation realms.

There are other treasures, such as dragon meat and dragon heads, which are also considered rare items.

When they enter the new realm of cultivation, they will not be penniless.

"With the entire mortal world as my backup, I should have a greater advantage than other cultivators when I set foot in the realm of cultivation..."

While he was meditating, the flying boat had already started moving at the front of the boat in response to Shao Xi's actions and calls. Azure spiritual light surrounded the flying boat, forming a shield that supported it as it slowly floated upwards without encountering any turbulence.

Amidst the astonished exclamations of the surrounding residents who witnessed this miracle, the flying boat slowly turned, pointing northwest toward the capital city.

The protective shield formed by spiritual energy rippled and surged, and a thrust that surrounded the entire flying boat was born out of thin air—breaking through the sky.

A shield of spiritual energy kept the wind at bay, making the interior of the airship as comfortable as a cabin.

Xi Heng casually found a spot to sit down and quietly gazed at the surrounding sky.

The horses I rode on the way here were left in the courtyard of this so-called immortal master; let the people there take care of them.

She yawned, feeling the airship speeding up faster and faster.

……

In fact, it was quite fast.

What would normally take seven days to travel by horseback was covered in a single day by flying boat.

"Flying is indeed fast..."

If you can fly, you don't need to worry about terrain factors or taking a detour.

The dilapidated flying boat descended from the clouds, and in the distance, the capital city could already be faintly seen.

"Let's land directly in the center of the imperial city," Xi Heng ordered casually, as if he were a taxi passenger.

The others naturally obeyed, passing by the city walls and the numerous civilian and government-run houses in between, and finally arrived at the Temple of Heaven in the imperial city.

The cultivator pressed down with his finger, causing the flying boat to stop moving and slowly descend.

At this moment, the Imperial Guards, the Imperial City Guard, and the Imperial Bodyguards, who had the most skilled soldiers, quickly gathered, holding their weapons nervously, and surrounded the Temple of Heaven.

Xi Heng saw thousands of soldiers slowly surrounding him, paying no attention to them.

He simply focused on: "Once you arrive in the capital, will you be able to detect the vengeful spirits more clearly?"

“The resentment itself is resentment, and there is a lot of resentment left in the entire capital. The method of observing qi can only delineate the general area of ​​the vengeful ghost, and it is difficult to determine its exact location…” The other party shook his head.

"Then let's take our time looking."

After Xi Heng finished speaking, he saw that the Imperial Guards below were getting closer and closer to the ground and were shouting loudly, asking who on the flying boat to give their name.

The flying boat spun gently and landed at the Temple of Heaven.

Amidst the tremor, many imperial guards instinctively took a half-step back.

"It feels like we're being treated like aliens..."

"Aliens? What are those?" The old man beside him didn't quite understand.

“It’s you.” After she finished speaking, she had the other party remove the spiritual energy shield around the flying boat.

At the same time, he appeared before thousands of imperial guards and raised his hand to remove the veil he habitually wore.

When a head of smooth white hair appeared before everyone's eyes, the Imperial Guards bowed their heads one after another, their kneeling sounds mingling with the trembling of their armor.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Xi Heng had heard these words countless times.

I sometimes think to myself, if only I could live to be ten thousand years old, as these people say.

After a slight smile, the young woman gently raised her hand and said to the many soldiers before her, "Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The thousand imperial guards slowly stood up.

"Is the Imperial City Guard in town?" she asked casually.

"Your humble servant is here!" Immediately, a figure swiftly approached using light footwork.

"By imperial decree, all members of the Imperial City Guard are ordered to cease their current duties and mobilize all personnel to search the entire capital for news of Zhao Qianqiu and the vengeful ghost." Her tone was calm, yet her voice was clear and resonant.

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then quickly knelt down again, clasped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, the Grand Princess Zhao Qianqiu is currently in the Imperial Palace... It is said that she is waiting for Your Majesty's return."

"Oh?"

Unexpectedly, before he could even order a search after returning to the capital, Zhao Qianqiu had already come knocking on his door.

Not only was she looking for someone, but that guy was also waiting for her.

"Interesting." The girl chuckled softly, glanced back at the cultivator on the flying boat, and then said, "Take me to see that guy."

"Yes!"

……

The Imperial City Guard led the way, not heading towards other palaces and buildings in the distance, but instead heading straight towards the Taixiao Hall, which was closest to the Temple of Heaven.

The magnificent pavilion has been before my eyes countless times, but today there has been a slight change.

Upon ascending the Temple of Heaven, the purple-gold dragon patterns on the outer walls of the halls and the surface of the beams and pillars were tinged with a bluish-black hue, and a thick mist permeated the air.

The wide palace doors were wide open, but the interior was not visible.

A layer of dark blue mist had completely obscured the wide, ten-meter-high gate of the palace.

On either side of the hall, Senior Sister Hongmiao, Zhao Chuxiao, and Chen Fenghuo were waiting. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her finally arrive.

"You've finally returned." Chu Xiao praised first, "After Aunt Zhao Qianqiu returned to the capital, she occupied the main hall with a blue mist."

Xi Heng had a premonition that what lay ahead was his final battle in the current realm.

"We can't get into this layer of dark blue mist no matter what... it could be quite dangerous inside."

Senior Sister Hongmiao pursed her lips and said.

Chen Fenghuo remained silent, but took out a talisman with a bluish-green hue from his waist and handed it over.

Xi Heng accepted the message, and he and the Crimson Goddess locked eyes, exchanging thoughts.

After a moment, he said to the people around him, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

He then stepped forward, approaching the gate of the Taixiao Palace, which was shrouded in dark blue mist.

Shao Xi followed behind.

During the journey, I silently repeated the word "archive" to myself.

And within the time of the pause, this moment is designated as the fourth file.

Then, time resumed its flow.

Two light, crisp footsteps echoed against the overcast sky.

The girl stood before the dark blue mist surrounding the palace gate and raised her hand to touch it.

In the hazy mist, a small passageway opened up, just big enough for one person to pass through.

As she stepped into the hall, she looked up and saw that many pillars of fire were already burning high in the vast Taixiao Hall, illuminating the hall.

At the very center and highest point of the throne, a relaxed figure sat with his legs crossed to the side.

Beneath the throne lay a wolf-like monster covered in stiff feathers, twice the size of the one I had seen three years ago, and it held a massive black iron sword that no mortal could possibly wield.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xiao Xiheng." The other party chuckled.

A moment later, she saw an old man with white hair walk in through the misty palace gate, and casually commented, "I was wondering why you had been gone for so long. So you went to get reinforcements... A mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator who returned from the Fire Hell? Not bad."

Xi Heng ignored what the other person said, and walked forward to the middle of the hall, calmly pointing out:

“That is my throne, you are sitting in the wrong place.”

"Don't be nervous. Your aunt doted on you so much when you were little. What's wrong with sitting for a bit?" Zhao Qianqiu seemed to have the victory in her grasp, and just casually teased:

"And after this battle, the throne will naturally be vacant, won't it?"