Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Hongmiao looked down and saw that the dragon claws, which had been stiff for more than ten years, had broken through the hard scales and regained their tender red color.

It slowly rotates and lengthens from the joint.

The dragon claw threw down the stone sword, which it had been holding for a long time and which had long since broken, and stretched it forward.

At the same time, the red dragon's struggles and tremors became increasingly intense. In addition to its outer scales being shaken open, the excess bones inside the dragon's body were also forcibly squeezed out, falling to the ground dripping blood.

The dragon's head also broke free from the constraints of the inner skeleton and tilted its head upwards.

The dragon's head, frozen for fourteen years, opened its mouth and let out a hoarse, low roar.

Thunder and lightning seemed to rise in the sky as if welcoming the awakening of the red dragon, with bursts of white light flashing.

Below, the dragon's tail, buried deep in the ground, slowly retracted, severing its roots and restoring the dragon's body to freedom of movement.

The red dragon opened its eyes, and its two crimson-gold pupils gleamed slightly.

His vertical pupils turned, his gaze falling on the woman in the red dress who was descending slowly through the air using light footwork.

A slight ripple appeared in his eyes, and he deliberately made a human voice in his throat, uttering two words in a low voice: "Senior Sister."

Only now did Hong Miao finally relax.

Her understanding of dragon transformation was rather shallow. Although she had been thinking of Xi Heng's awakening all these years, she was also worried that the red dragon would turn into a real beast after it woke up, or that it would be taken over by the vengeful ghosts from before—these are often described in folk tales.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp and enormous dragon claw had already spread out like a human's outstretched palm, landing in a position that she could reach with her light-footed skill.

Hong Miao stepped out of the air with a bang, transforming into a red arc that fell towards the dragon claw below.

During this time, the dragon coiled around the lower half of its body and slowly stretched out, continuing to shed its old scales as if shedding its skin, until its entire body was completely free.

The red dragon slowly raised its giant claws, coiled its upper body, and let its head meander towards it.

After shedding its hard outer skin, the dragon's body was no longer so rough and rugged, appearing naturally more slender.

Senior Sister Hongmiao, who was standing on the dragon's claw, also looked up slightly to meet his gaze.

If an ordinary person were here, they might faint from fright.

But her tone was only gentle: "...You're finally awake."

"Has Senior Sister been guarding this place all this time?" The dragon's mouth was almost closed and motionless, yet it could still emit a slightly hoarse female voice.

"I just happened to be free and came here by chance." Hong Miao didn't want to say yes directly, so she first concealed her excitement.

The dragon's head swayed slightly, its eyes flickered, and it asked softly, "More than ten years have passed... The capital has changed so much."

Looking down at the entire capital from her vantage point, she could see that the layout of the Imperial City and the inner city of the capital had changed dramatically—large open areas had appeared with the dragon at the center.

"Can you... transform back into human form?" the senior sister asked, emphasizing this crucial question.

Although the fact that Xi Heng had woken up already made her quite happy.

But deep down, there was still some unspoken worry.

It was as if the other person's awakening foreshadowed the end of something... Her intuition had always been accurate.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister." The dragon's eyes looked back at me. "I also want to go back to the past and be with you, Senior Sister, but it's hard to recover after transforming into a dragon... and this body is about to reach its limit."

Hong Miao had a premonition, but was unwilling to admit it: "What does 'limit' mean?"

"This body can't last much longer, and I still have things I need to do..." Xi Heng sighed softly.

She rarely sighed, but now she truly didn't know how to face her senior sister who had been waiting for her for so long.

"..." Hong Miao fell silent upon hearing this.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xi Heng gently changed the subject: "How has everyone been all these years?"

“We all miss you…” The other person was interrupted after saying only a few words.

"Enough, there's no need to hear any more of this now, Senior Sister... From now on, I will definitely take you on the path of immortality as compensation for our parting today."

“But I don’t want any immortal path, I just want…” Hong Miao just turned her head and pursed her lips.

She almost lost her composure, but managed to regain her composure with a light cough, stopped what she was saying, and asked, "So, you're going to the Immortal Realm afterward?"

"I suppose so."

The other person calmed down a little and asked in a low voice, "You won't die?"

"I will not die," Xi Heng replied.

Will we ever meet again?

"of course can."

Xi Heng can confirm this.

“Okay then,” Hong Miao said hoarsely, then added, “Don’t lie to me.”

"When have I ever lied to my senior sister?"

The senior sister nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then walked forward.

The red dragon sensed the other's thoughts and moved its claws closer to the dragon's head.

The movement was very subtle, as if afraid of disturbing the atmosphere.

Until the dragon claws connected with the dragon head, Senior Sister Hongmiao reached out slightly and touched the soft flesh with few scales beneath the dragon's eyes.

Then, he slowly exhaled.

"Hmm." It seemed to take a lot of effort for her to say this, so much so that her body became slightly unsteady.

The dragon's head lowered slightly, as if nodding.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson dragon claw steadily placed itself on the ground, carefully pressing against the ground covered with broken scales and debris, allowing the senior sister to step down.

The red dragon lowered its head and finally spoke in a hoarse female voice: "Goodbye, senior sister."

The other person looked up at him without saying anything.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck, and a white light that illuminated everything burst forth between heaven and earth.

A rumbling sound followed, and the crimson dragon immediately raised its head and let out a long roar.

"hold head high--!"

The cold rain quickly turned into a torrential downpour, and the sound changed from a drizzle to a splashing sound like water being poured.

Heavy rain poured down on the dragon's body, and a long wind swept through the area. Dark clouds in the sky rolled and rippled like waves on the sea. The wind and rain cleared away the dust stirred up by the hard scales and cleaned the dirt off the glazed tiles of the old imperial city.

The red dragon opened its massive jaws, and hundreds of blood spirit stones appeared in an instant before being bitten off and swallowed by its ferocious dragon teeth.

The abundant spiritual energy transformed into the Flying Swallow spell; 100,000 units of spiritual energy were enough to support the entire dragon.

The red dragon, which naturally possessed the instinct to fly, rose high into the sky with the help of buoyancy, its body, which had been coiled on the ground for a long time, soared straight into the heavens as it twisted and turned.

The dragon head then passed through the dark clouds one last time, taking one last look at where its senior sister was on the ground, before turning east and swimming through the clouds towards the distant sea.

……

The following day, along the two thousand miles from the old capital to Pearl City on the coast, many people claimed to have witnessed a real dragon flying through the sky.

The dragon soared through the sky, its momentum undiminished, sweeping across the harbor of Pearl City and disappearing into the boundless sea amidst the watchful eyes of numerous boatmen and merchants.

The red dragon descended, as if a crimson road had been created connecting the sky and the sea, and fell amidst an explosion.

The waves surged a hundred meters high, then, amidst the turbulent winds, transformed into a torrential downpour, carrying powerful waves that crashed onto the shore.

Merchant ships and fishing boats were drenched in a downpour, rocking and swaying violently. The people frantically tried to stabilize the boats, but when they looked again, the crimson dragon had vanished.

Xi Heng maneuvered the red dragon swiftly through the sea, its vitality waning ever stronger.

Fourteen years later, the dragon pearl that had stored energy in the red dragon's body had long been exhausted, and what was being consumed now was the energy of its own flesh and blood.

"If we don't replenish our supplies soon, we probably won't last more than a few days..."

While lost in thought, she retrieved a grayish-brown dragon's body from her inventory and had the red dragon devour it, quickly regaining some of her strength.

Between bites, fragments of flesh and blood scattered to the seabed, imbuing the fish in this area with the aura of a dragon.

The dragon's body surged swiftly, and the sea monsters and giant fish in its path quickly retreated. The journey to the center of Chonghai was smooth and unimpeded.

The dragon swam in shallow water, using its dragon instincts to suck up water and devour large schools of fish to replenish its nutrients and energy.

More than ten days later, they finally arrived at the center of Chonghai.

Leaning back and projecting its upper body above the sea, it lets out a long roar that disperses the thick fog, revealing a gigantic whirlpool, its width unknown, slowly swirling.

When they finally saw it, the dragon was already deeply entangled in the whirlpool.

It followed the flow of the water, coiled around the center of the whirlpool, and emitted bursts of dragon roars in the calm current.

As a result, countless creatures, both at sea and on land, dispersed.

At the bottom of the whirlpool, a giant squid monster, tens of meters wide, opened its bluish-gray eyes and expanded its wide tentacles to float to the surface.

The red dragon pressed down fiercely, locking onto the emerging sea monster with an even larger and more ferocious appearance. Its ferocious dragon teeth snapped shut, and upon getting close, it bit off the round head that swelled up like the God of Longevity, causing a large amount of dark blue blood to burst out.

The sea monster struggled incessantly, its dozen or so tentacles coiling towards the dragon's body.

However, as the dragon's teeth continued to bite down, its body mass was rapidly reduced and swallowed up.

Before the tentacles could even entangle it, most of the cylindrical body had already disappeared.

Until the dragon swallowed its tentacles, the entire sea was left with only the monstrous blood that looked like blue-black ink.

After having a hearty meal, the red dragon rushed towards the seabed below the whirlpool without hesitation.

The water surged and swirled, the dragon's body pointing straight downwards.

The countless creatures in the deep waters avoided her, allowing her to quickly find the remaining spiritual energy that Mi Jie had mentioned.

Guided by the spiritual energy, the dragon traversed the cliffs of the seabed, smashed through narrow crevices, resisted the ever-increasing sea pressure, and surged towards the deepest, darkest depths.

The bottom of the sea is almost completely dark, and one can only rely on the diffusion of dragon energy to perceive the surroundings and thus find traces of spiritual energy.

After a long time, the destination pointed to by the spiritual energy appeared before the dragon's eyes.

From the deepest part of the sea, a sliver of light appeared, illuminating a wide flying boat surrounded by brown algae and dark coral grasses—its shape and size were similar to the flying boat of the old monk who had returned from Hellfire, but it was clearly more exquisite and complete.

The red dragon bit through the seaweed, then opened its huge mouth to its maximum size, like a giant python swallowing a bull, and forcefully swallowed the flying boat, which was almost the size of the dragon's head.

Then it allowed the ocean pressure to sink it to the bottom of the sea, closed its golden eyes, and dissipated the life force that it had barely maintained for so long.

The dragon's body gradually lost movement, and its consciousness left its body.

It was accompanied by a warm, soothing sensation, as if I were soaking in a hot spring, with my back being lifted up by buoyancy.

The girl opened her eyes and found that the space around her had changed to gray and black.

The words "read the file" floated steadily before my eyes.

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Volume 1: Chapter 166 (Chapter 159), Transformation and Preservation of the Spirit

Perception was hazy and confused; consciousness broke free from numerous constraints and was no longer burdened by the weight and shackles of the dragon's body.

Upon returning to the save/load space, the first feeling was one of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and a gentle sensation, like soaking in a hot spring.

She seemed to have just woken up, and subconsciously stretched her limbs and yawned softly.

Although I haven't yet reloaded my save file to regain my true human form, this can be considered a return to human form.

After stretching his body, Xi Heng squatted down and exhaled in relaxation.

Then she hugged her knees, rested her head on them, and closed her eyes to rest for a while.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but the weariness she felt from being trapped in the dragon's body for so long to dispel her resentment gradually subsided, and she slowly rubbed her eyes and returned to consciousness.

He raised his eyes, glancing past the nearest "Load Save" sign, and then swept his gaze to the right.

All that could be seen were simple data about its own attributes, displayed in rows and columns above:

Name: Zhao Xiheng

Realm: Martial Cultivation (Dan Jin)

Biological age: 48/48

Mental age: 53/1200

Save opportunities: 0

Note: You will get one save opportunity when your realm is upgraded.