Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"That's right." The other person's voice was calm and gentle, always creating a soft atmosphere that made people unconsciously sink into it.

Influenced solely by her demeanor, Xi Heng subconsciously assumed that the woman before him was not an enemy.

Even though she hadn't seen the upper half of the other person's face hidden under the black hood, and even though this person seemed quite mysterious and unpredictable no matter how she looked at him... she would unconsciously feel a sense of friendliness towards him.

This feeling made Xi Heng even more uneasy than facing several Foundation Establishment zombies attacking at the same time.

Are these the powerful figures in the cultivation world...?

She fixed her gaze, rationally detaching herself from the previous intimate and friendly atmosphere, and focused on the person in front of her.

Its mere existence can have an impact on the hearts of those around it...

Although she didn't know his true strength, this alone was enough to make her take him very seriously.

"What use is the Purifying Fire to me?"

The woman in black robes did not speak directly, but instead said, "Your Excellency has already been touched by the gaze of the Resentful Demon Fire, but because the Demon Fire's consciousness is still recuperating, it has not been able to target you... while the Pure Fire can block the gaze of the Resentful Demon."

"Does the Demonic Flame of Resentment also need to be nurtured?"

“The fire of resentment burns eternally and never ceases,” Yin Wanluan said. “But it also has its weaknesses… it contains human nature.”

"Human nature..." Xi Heng murmured, repeating the two words, as some memories surfaced in his mind.

"It seems that you also know that the fire of resentment is not born out of thin air. It is the result of the convergence of all kinds of great resentment reaching a limit, which is then ignited by an extreme hatred—just like fireworks, which always need a stick of incense to ignite them."

The girl nodded gently as she listened to the other person's soft voice.

"This 'incense' contains a wisp of humanity." The other party explained: "The Demonic Fire of Resentment is a mixture of endless resentment and hatred. This wisp of humanity is like a boat sailing on a turbulent sea. It is necessary to exert all one's strength to keep it from capsizing."

Xi Heng vaguely understood what this person meant and agreed:

"So, if Demonfire doesn't want its last vestiges of humanity to disappear, it must undergo a long period of recuperation?"

"Yes."

"No wonder……"

She successively infected and controlled two vengeful flames. Even if the vengeful flames were not able to communicate with each other, the Vengeful Heaven Demon Flame should have been able to sense something was wrong.

Xi Heng was prepared to face the flames of resentment head-on, but so far nothing unusual had happened, which left him somewhat puzzled.

Hearing this, I understand now.

"Can the pure fire in your hand help me conceal myself? Will I no longer need to worry about the resentful fire suddenly attacking after it finishes its recuperation?" she asked.

The woman in black robes below the altar nodded slightly, her expression unchanged: "Not only that, the Pure Fire, as the foundation of this world, has many other wonderful uses."

"What kind of magical effect?"

The person before him did not answer again, but simply removed his hood, revealing a head of slightly wavy, light golden hair and exquisitely sculpted features that looked as if meticulously crafted by a deity.

Upon seeing this, Xi Heng couldn't help but think: Are all cultivators this beautiful?

When the Zhao Kingdom was fighting against the vengeful ghosts, the Mi Jie she saw in her mind was already the most beautiful woman in her heart.

Although the black-robed woman in front of her had a very different temperament from that vengeful ghost, her facial features were just as perfect.

"After that, I would like to ask that you first agree to work with my Youxu Sect, to fight against the Resentful Heaven Demon Fire, and to repair this decaying world... I will explain further later."

The tone remained unchanged, devoid of any request or expectation, sounding merely like a mundane statement.

Xi Heng couldn't even figure out if the other party actually wanted her to join.

Such a tone and attitude suggests that the person is exhausted and simply doing their job, and that as long as they take action, the outcome doesn't matter.

If you refuse, the other party might just leave without saying a word to persuade you to stay.

Or perhaps these feelings aren't real, and everything the other person is showing is simply due to their personality...

Before making her choice, the girl stared at the other person for a long time, but she still couldn't see through him.

but……

"It's not a particularly important choice," she said, relieved.

It doesn't matter whether the result of the choice is good or bad; this is just a save file reload.

If she wanted to, she would have a chance to start over and take another path she hadn't chosen today.

“I agree,” Xi Heng said easily.

"...Then it's settled." The woman in black nodded gently and extended her raised right hand forward.

With a wisp of spiritual energy rippled through it, the tiny white flame, the size of a candle, left his hand and floated like a firefly onto the stone altar.

Although the white flame was small, the light it emitted was much brighter than the two-person-high flames of resentment beside it.

Xi Heng also stopped sitting cross-legged, raised his hand to catch the pure fire, held it in his palm, and carefully observed it.

Upon touching it, my whole body felt a warm and comfortable sensation, as if I were in a hot spring.

She tried to envelop it with her own resentful fire, peering at the undulating patterns of the white flames.

However, it was discovered that the fluctuation pattern of the white flame had many similarities with the yellow flame in the altar on one side.

The difference is that the yellow flame has more frequent undulating patterns, while this white flame is quite still, with only a faint sense of movement, indicating that it has the same structure as the yellow flame inside.

The fire of resentment originates from the fire of purity, so it is not surprising that the two are similar.

What Xi Heng cared about was that this pure fire should also contain that special fluctuation that could communicate with the Spirit Locking Array... or rather, language.

Having experienced the previous events of the shattered illusion and the blacklist that prevented her from using spiritual energy, she now understood that the resentful fire split, as a node of the spirit-locking array, communicated and exchanged commands with the spirit-locking array in the form of wave patterns.

Since the Yellow Vengeful Flame has this ability, then the Pure Flame, which was the previous eye of the Spirit Locking Array, naturally also has it.

Her resentment fire lacks this ability because it is transformed from the resentment of the Great Zhao, and has nothing to do with the Purifying Fire Locking Spirit Array.

Therefore, she could not understand the 'logical language' that connected the resentful fire with the spirit-locking array, and could only guess and try through various phenomena.

Now I also have the Pure Fire, and this kind of logical language exists within the Pure Fire.

She might be able to learn this language and directly seize some control of the entire Spirit-Locking Array using her own flames—

Xi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Unfortunately, this wisp of pure fire is too small..."

The individual pieces are too small, and the undulating patterns are not obvious enough to make it difficult to see them clearly.

"Do you have any bigger ones?" she asked the man in black below the altar.

The other party seemed to have anticipated Xi Heng's reaction and said naturally, "Please follow me... Now that the deal has been reached, it's time to take you to the Youxu Sect."

"Oh." The girl felt a little uncomfortable looking at the other person's expressionless face.

He absorbed the pure fire offered by the other party into his body, withdrew his own resentful fire, and calmed the flow of spiritual energy within his body...

Only after completing this procedure did she approach.

Immediately, the other party pinched a seemingly ordinary yellow talisman from his waist, casually flicked it, and let it burn.

After the talisman burned, it did not leave ashes, but instead emitted a fluorescent glow of interwoven blue and white colors, which gradually expanded around the body.

Xi Heng, who was nearby, was also drawn into the vortex and felt his perception being disrupted.

Even though it was only separated from the outside world by a layer of spiritual light, it could no longer sense anything from the outside world.

For a moment, all that could be seen besides himself was a flicker of spiritual light.

After a dozen seconds, the rotation of the bluish-white spiritual light gradually stabilized, and a cool sensation enveloped the area.

As the light faded, Xi Heng looked around and found himself suddenly in a place completely different from the ruins of the market town.

This is an underground space tens of meters wide and high. The jagged gray and black rocks that are stacked abruptly on the ceiling are clearly visible, but the walls and the stone path underfoot are cut very flat, as if a huge sword had once cut a rectangle flat here.

Every five or six meters along the flattened wall, there is a bowl-shaped eternal lamp, still burning with a faint yellow candlelight.

In the candlelight, a rough, wordless stone door appeared to be embedded in the wall in front.

Xi Heng didn't pay attention to anything else, only subconsciously asking, "This is... a teleportation spell?"

"Just a little trick I made using the power of the spirit array," Yin Wanluan said simply, then walked towards the stone gate.

With a raised hand and a muffled thud like a small earthquake, the large stone door opened slightly, enough for a person to pass through.

Xi Heng followed them inside, where it was clearly the base or meeting place of the Youxu Sect.

Behind the stone gate, the entire space, which is more than a hundred meters wide, is funnel-shaped, with high sides and low center, and is divided into three levels. Each level has ten large black stone coffins placed side by side.

Some of the stone coffins were already open, with the coffin lids either tilted or nowhere to be found, leaving the inside completely empty.

The remaining closed stone coffins were mostly tightly bound by heavy iron chains, and their surfaces were covered with faded, withered yellow talismans, seemingly to prevent anything inside from breaking out.

A thick black aura enveloped the area, making it dim even with a dozen braziers lit and numerous torches and candles for illumination.

It is unclear whether this is because the place is too open or because something unusual is blocking the spread of light.

After entering, the woman in black paused for a moment, giving Xi Heng a little time to observe, before heading down the long stone steps into the funnel-shaped space.

Xi Heng followed and walked down, only to see a pure white flame burning on the circular platform at the very bottom of the building, about the size of a small campfire used for cooking while camping.

However, this object is at least hundreds of times larger than the candle she had just obtained, and should be enough for her to discern the undulating patterns and the various information contained within it.

Around the Pure Fire, six figures sat quietly, like statues.

Only by observing the slight fluctuations of spiritual energy around it can one distinguish that it is a living being rather than an inanimate object.

Xi Heng assumed these people were cultivating, but upon closer inspection, he noticed that they were all frowning and trembling as if they were in pain. Despite being cultivators who were already beyond the reach of ordinary people, cold sweat was still faintly visible between their brows.

What are they doing?

She subconsciously believed that these people were using their own life force to nourish the fragile pure fire.

“We seized the power of the resentful fire from the ground and brought it back here to maintain and amplify the pure fire.” The guide answered directly: “This small ball of pure fire is what we rely on to reclaim the ground.”

"Using resentment to amplify pure fire?" Xi Heng found it strange: "Won't this also taint your pure fire with resentment..."

"That's how it is. So now we can only use the most rudimentary method: to bear the resentment in the fire with our own bodies, and strip away the pure power of the resentful fire to serve as sustenance for the purifying fire." The other party's voice was calm.

"This method doesn't pose a problem for purifying the fire, but... can a person withstand it?"

“We should proceed slowly; it’s barely feasible in the short term,” Yin Wanluan said, then stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and said, "That's why I would like to ask you to explain how to transform resentment into anger, which should greatly increase the effectiveness of purifying the fire."

Xi Heng was not one of the old-fashioned schools that kept the secret techniques hidden:

"It can be explained, but this method not only requires a lot of resentment, but also requires more than ten years of consistent effort to dissolve and accept it... Moreover, it is extremely easy to be devoured by resentment and turn into a zombie ghost along the way. It is not something that only a saint can learn."

"A saint?" The woman in black robes showed a slight hint of doubt for the first time: "You do not seem to be a saint, so how did you achieve this?"

“I forcibly severed the influence of the resentment using the Heavenly Demon Transformation, thus gaining a slight opportunity, but you probably can’t.” Xi Heng looked back at the black-robed cultivators at the bottom of this space and added:

"It's not due to factors like willpower or effort, but simply because the amount of resentment is insufficient... If you want to cultivate the fire of resentment, you need to gather at least a quarter of the great resentment in this world."

She used hundreds of years of accumulated resentment from the entire Chonghai Realm to refine a two-meter-wide flame of resentment.

All the resentment and hatred in this world is monopolized by the Heavenly Demon Fire, making it impossible for cultivators to gather enough resentment and hatred to cultivate.

The woman in black robes remained silent for a moment, then said nothing more: "We have another matter to ask for your assistance."

"explain."

"There are still seven Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators alive on the ground. They have all been corrupted by the Resentful Fire and turned into puppets, scattered in various places. However, their true spirits have not dissipated. If you can break free from the influence of the Resentful Fire, you should be able to free them again and help us fight against the Resentful Heaven Demon Fire." The other party mentioned this aspect again: "In this way, by accumulating strength, we can eventually fight the Resentful Heaven Demon Fire again."

"You guys didn't even manage to fight back then, do you think you can just do it again?" Xi Heng said casually.

"Several years ago, the situation was chaotic, and cultivators from all sides were hostile to each other, waging a great war. Suddenly, the resentment fire erupted, catching everyone off guard." She glanced back at the thirty stone coffins placed atop the building:

"Now that we are fully prepared, we can try to fight."

"If you are victorious, you will be one of the future masters of the Pure Fire Immortal Cultivation World."

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Volume 1: Chapter 174 (Chapter 167): Ancient Charm Remains

As night deepened, the young girl sat quietly in the library deep within the secluded gate, searching through various information and histories about the cultivation world of this place.

She flipped through the pages with her fingertips, skimming the words at a glance and memorizing them.

"To become one of the masters of the Pure Fire Realm..." she murmured to herself.

This was the reward offered for the assistance by the black-robed woman named Yin Wanluan.

To rise to power in this chaotic world by climbing steps rarely seen in ordinary times, from an unknown figure from the outside world to a ruler of this realm, is naturally a considerable leap.