Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Her gaze passed through the towering white walls, and Yao looked toward the domed white stone temple behind it, along with numerous houses, pavilions, halls, and so on, all built strictly according to regulations.

"I believe... this newness is the value and meaning of existence."

Her gaze fell on the distant palace, and her voice grew softer and softer.

It seemed as if she was speaking to Xi Heng, but it also seemed as if she was just talking to herself.

"Unfortunately, since the Pure Fire Cult spread throughout the world, this holy city has hardly changed... Mortals, as you once said, are bound by shackles."

“The Chonghai Realm you were in before was a world without cultivators. You said that mortals could decide their own way of life and their own value... They were more free.”

Yin Wanluan turned back and met Xi Heng's gaze with her pale golden eyes:

"Could they create even more new things?"

The girl thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

"If I had the chance, I would really like to visit your previous realm."

“If there’s a chance… I’ll take you there,” Xi Heng replied.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a smile appear on the other person's exquisite face, which lingered for a long time.

……

The two walked together into the snow-covered sacred altar of the capital.

The main road leads straight to the central hall.

Because of the pilgrim's demeanor and hair color, the two were not stopped at all.

Along the way, some people even mistook Yin Wanluan for the Holy Maiden and knelt down to pay their respects.

Not long after, when Xi Heng arrived again at the main hall of the central Pure Fire at the Divine Capital Altar and saw the mortal saintess who was about to hold a pilgrimage ceremony, he realized why someone had mistaken him earlier.

Because Yin Wanluan, the Holy Maiden of the Pure Fire Sect in the Hellfire, does indeed share some similarities in appearance with the Holy Maidens in the mortal world.

When Xi Heng last met the Holy Maiden of the Mortal Realm, she hadn't tidied her appearance, and he was only discussing matters with the sect leader, so he didn't notice this.

Now, beside him is Yin Wanluan, and in front of him is the Holy Maiden.

My gaze slowly shifted between the two men, and the more I looked, the more they resembled each other.

When the mortal saintess on the steps in front of the hall saw them, she paused for a moment, then put down what she was doing and steadily approached.

Then she bowed and said, "Elder sister, I didn't expect it would be you who came."

Politeness can create a clear sense of distance.

"Sister." Yin Wanluan stretched out her hand slightly forward.

But the mortal saintess took a half step back and calmly said:

"These kinds of miscellaneous tasks can be easily handled by any other Foundation Establishment cultivator; there's no need to trouble my elder sister."

"Because there are many troubles in the formation, I have taken on this mission and will be taking some time off," Yin Wanluan sighed.

So they really are sisters—Xi Heng thought to herself as she watched.

The mortal saintess nodded and said no more, then got down to business:

"The vengeful zombie mentioned in the mission is an evil creature that controls a village of a thousand people. I sent talisman soldiers there, but they disappeared without a trace... The evil creature in that town should be stronger than the late stage of Qi Refining, and may even be a Foundation Establishment cultivator who escaped from the formation."

When discussing specific strengths, she glanced at Xi Heng, who had followed her:

"If my sister intends to use this to conduct some tests, it would be best to be careful."

"What test?" the girl asked softly, tilting her head, but no one answered her.

"I understand, thank you." Yin Wanluan, standing to the side, only addressed her younger sister politely.

"That's settled then." The mortal saintess bowed again, then turned and returned to her previous spot to continue her work.

These two sisters don't seem to have a good relationship, Xi Heng thought.

Yeah, not as good as hers.

……

Volume 1: Chapter 185 (Chapter 178), The Miasma and the Ghost Tree

The Pure Fire Realm, the sacred altar of the mortal gods, the plaza in front of the main hall.

After a brief conversation between the two holy sisters in the mortal realm and the fiery hell, the pilgrimage ceremony that the altar had been preparing for a long time slowly began.

In the center of the altar, a huge pile of firewood arranged in a grid pattern was lit, and numerous offerings were presented by white-robed pilgrims, who arranged them in a circular shape around the flames.

The offerings were mostly hot food that was still steaming, such as steamed rice cakes, various kinds of meat, and whole roasted lambs and cows.

The smoke from the food mingled with the smoke from the firewood, and the aroma mixed with the smell of burnt wood was hardly pleasant, but at least it was invigorating.

The musicians on both sides began to play drums and zithers, and also played the mournful sound of flutes. The various musical pieces blended together to create a chapter with a strong religious atmosphere.

Eight dancers dressed in golden ceremonial robes, holding ribbons with flame-like patterns, danced in a circular motion in all directions.

With melodious music and graceful dance, a saintly woman from the mortal realm sang a prayer from a high place.

Below, a large number of people of different appearances and ages, all ready for pilgrimage, prayed in unison.

The prayers all say: May they step into the pure fire, ascend to the Pure Land, stay by the side of the Pure Fire Deity, and attain eternal joy and happiness.

Xi Heng and Yin Wanluan did not leave, but stood on a slightly higher position next to the main hall, quietly watching the sacrificial ceremony being held below.

She had participated in a similar ritual and gone through a similar process in her previous life.

He then deeply understood that the so-called "eternal pure land" and "blissful world" described by the so-called saints, priests, messengers, Dharma protectors, and believers were all falsehoods.

Perhaps the followers and messengers are unaware of this, but since the saintess and leader of this sect have connections with the monks in Hellfire, they must know that every word they are saying during the ritual is a lie.

A cruel lie has shaped the distorted appearance of this world.

If it is a lie with good intentions, fabricating a great figure to connect people's hearts through faith, forming families, ethnic groups, nations, and civilizations... this is normal and justified.

However, the lies circulating in the Pure Fire Realm are extremely cruel. These lies have cost countless mortal lives in order to maintain the safety and stability of a very small number of cultivators.

Xi Heng gazed at the sacrificial ceremony performed by his predecessors below, and pondered silently:

"Afterwards, the cultivator realm was burned to the ground by resentful fire, which can be considered retribution."

"but……"

She turned her gaze to the pale blonde woman beside her.

The other person was also watching the large-scale sacrificial ceremony, and a hint of pity could be seen in their eyes.

Compared to the mortal saints who were praying indifferently in the distance, this one certainly had the air of a saint.

Ultimately, it was this person who ignited the vengeful demonic fire, transforming into the main consciousness of the demonic fire.

But for some reason... even after burning all the Fire Prison cultivators to ashes, she did not stop the sacrifices in the mortal realm.

According to this person's thinking, after transforming into the Demonic Flame of Resentment, he should no longer enslave mortals.

"Can one's mind be so severely corrupted by resentment and hatred..." Xi Heng mused.

Gradually, the entire ceremony came to an end.

A large number of people dressed in white robes that resembled packing bags stepped one after another into the so-called sacred fire behind the altar amidst a cacophony of prayers and words of mixed joy and sorrow, entering the fiery hell.

When the music ended, the remaining mortals left slowly in order.

At the same time, Yin Wanluan, who had been watching for a long time, silently turned around and walked out of the sacrificial altar.

Xi Heng followed quietly, feeling that the other party would say something at this moment.

The two walked together for a while and returned to the road paved with white stones.

Just as Xi Heng had expected, Yin Wanluan opened her mouth and said:

"you say……"

Xi Heng listened.

"How can I maintain a good relationship with my own sisters? At least not be so distant," she sighed.

"Eh?"

She thought he would talk about the sacrificial ceremony that had just taken place... but the topic suddenly turned to matters between family members.

"As a member of the royal family, you must have sisters, right?" The other party seemed to have discovered some information about Xi Heng.

"..." After a moment of silence, the girl shared her experience: "A good beating will do the trick."

Yin Wanluan blinked, then looked confused again.

“Really.” Xi Heng tried to prove it: “I also have a little disobedient younger sister. She becomes obedient after being beaten once.”

The other person opened their mouth, clearly unsure of what to say.

Then, the way he looked at Xi Heng became noticeably stranger.

After a while, he only said, "Your customs in the Chonghai region may be somewhat different from ours..."

"Ahem, it's just that I did it myself." Xi Heng felt that he seemed to have given others the wrong impression.

The Chonghai territory is still a good place; it shouldn't be misunderstood like this.

Yin Wanluan shook her head slightly and did not continue to discuss such issues with Xi Heng.

Afterwards, the two girls strolled around the streets of the Divine Capital Altar for a while.

During this time, Xi Heng could always see a hint of pity in the other person's eyes when he looked around at the pedestrians, especially when he looked at the pilgrims whose clothes had special markings on them.

However, he didn't say much more about it, but only talked to Xi Heng about some other daily matters.

They entered the city in the morning and by dusk, the two had purchased some camping supplies together before leaving the altar.

The young women rode on their precious white horses and leisurely traveled westward along the main road.

The destination of this mission is not too far from the Divine Capital Altar.

Traveling by horse, it takes only ten days to arrive.

Since the golden-haired saintess traveling with them wanted to take a trip in the mortal world for a while and also preserve more spiritual energy for fighting enemies, they did not rush and traveled in the manner of mortals.

Along the way, we passed through cities and towns of all sizes, experiencing the lives of ordinary people in different regions.

Although each city looks much the same, each one has its own unique features.

Having traveled throughout half of the Great Zhao Kingdom, Xi Heng was quite skilled and accustomed to tourism. As a guest, he was able to take the initiative to show the other party some unique local customs and traditions.

At least, it's easy to find places like restaurants or theaters.

Whenever they arrived at a town or city, Xi Heng would take them to order some local specialties. The expansion of the Pure Fire Sect had, to some extent, restricted the development of mortals in many aspects.

But at least in terms of culinary skills, they can still create many unique dishes.

One day during their journey, they rode their horses until late at night but still failed to reach the next town. So Xi Heng hunted a few pheasants and rabbits in the mountains and countryside, rubbed them with seasonings that the other party had bought at the Divine Capital Altar, and set up a bonfire by the river to start barbecuing them.

The fat sizzled as it burned in the intense heat, and the blood in the meat gradually faded, turning into a perfectly cooked pinkish-white.

"It smells good."

"Right?" The white-haired girl hummed a cheerful tune as she brushed seasoning onto the roasting meat that was slowly turning over the campfire in front of her.

The aroma of caramelized meat wafts out with the wisps of smoke, while seasonings adorn the surface of the tender meat, infusing it with their own flavor.

After roasting, and garnished with a few herbs, the girl carefully cut the meat, placed it on parchment paper, and presented it to the other person.

"It is indeed delicious... Are the people of your Chonghai Realm all very skilled in cooking?" Yin Wanluan asked after taking a bite.

"I'm just myself," Xi Heng said, rubbing his forehead.

She cannot represent everyone in the Chonghai Realm.

Furthermore, if we trace her origins back to her, she should be a human from Earth.

"Hmm..." The other person picked up a small piece of meat with their fingertips, gazing at the nighttime landscape of the mortal world.

Moonlight streamed down from the sky, adding to the tranquility of the mountains and rivers.

The babbling water beside the campfire reflected the moonlight, making it look as if a shimmering moon had sunk to the bottom of the water.

Much of the snow in the world has melted, revealing the ground beneath. And amidst the withered grass covering the fields, tiny green shoots are peeking out, telling the story of winter's impending end.

The nightingale sang softly, and there were faint rustling sounds in the woods across the river; it was unclear what was making the noise.

“Such a vast view is rarely seen in the Fire Hell... Even if it is, it is just an illusion created by the Spirit Locking Array using illusion magic.”