Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

“This time, it was just a joke,” Xi Heng said casually.

Chen Fenghuo was completely confused.

After the initial confusion, all that remained was a blank nod.

"Find a room to stay in and cultivate peacefully here," the girl said gently before getting up and leaving.

Upon reaching the hall entrance, he gathered a bit of resentful fire from his palm, using the Clear Flame Technique to expand and stabilize it into the shape of a fire fox, which then climbed up his arm and landed on his shoulder.

Upon arriving at the door, I saw the flowerbeds and pond not far away, and my steps faltered before the threshold.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she turned around and said:

"Oh, right, I have one more small request, which I forgot to mention earlier."

Chen Fenghuo shrank back, crossed one hand over her chest, and asked with pursed lips:

"What kind of request is it?"

"If you have some free time in the future, could you please prune the trees and flowers in my front yard and feed the fish?"

"Is it that simple?" The other person breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course, what do you think we should do?"

"No, it's nothing, no need to mention it."

"Oh?" Xi Heng looked at the other person for a few seconds, then smiled indifferently.

Then he continued to walk back to the courtyard, and continued to stroll around the fishpond and flower bed with the little fire fox.

Chen Fenghuo was left alone at the table, quietly watching the steam rising from the tea on the table beside him.

His gaze shifted slightly from the teacup to the white stone tabletop, where he saw a pile of well-preserved cultivation books and a whole box of spirit stones.

The box was not completely sealed; a faint bluish-green light still emanated from the obvious gaps at its top corners.

The soft light shone on the blonde girl's face and lingered deep within her eyes.

She watched Xi Heng's figure disappear into the distance, and whispered:

"We have no choice but to believe it."

……

This afternoon, Xi Heng was still practicing the Qingyan Technique with the little fox in the courtyard, preparing to make another advancement before starting his cultivation towards the ninth level of Qi Refining.

She had already persuaded Chen Fenghuo to stay, and in the morning she even used magic to dry the clean bedding on his bed.

The room the other party chose was neither too close nor too far from her bedroom, and it was fairly spacious.

Half a day of cleaning and tidying has transformed the room from a dusty place into a clean one that exudes a pleasant fragrance.

She had just gone over to lend a hand, using several more thorough cleansing techniques on several corners of the room.

I also helped her make up the light pink bed, and picked a few light-colored flowers from the garden in the front yard, put them in a curved-neck porcelain vase and placed it at the head of the bed.

After taking care of everything and receiving the other party's thanks, Xi Heng continued to tease his little fire fox.

This little fire fox was created by her using her cultivation technique with resentful fire, and it has no real life force.

What drives the fox is nothing more than one's own will.

But as the technique became more and more proficient, the control of the fire fox became instinctive, and it seemed as if he had separated it from his mind and spirit into an external object.

This small ball of resentment was becoming more and more like a pet in her hands.

Xi Heng squatted on the ground in the courtyard, reached out to it, and let its weightless fiery body climb up his arm and onto his shoulder.

Then it tilted its little head slightly and took a sniff.

"Smells good?"

A familiar fragrance wafted gently from a small room in the distance.

Just now, she saw Chen Fenghuo return from the commercial street and take two small packages to the kitchen, but she didn't pay much attention because of her cultivator's habits.

Only when I smelled the familiar aroma of rice coming from over there did I realize that the other person had cooked a meal.

Xi Heng looked over there and murmured to himself, "It's been a long time since I've smelled the aroma of food."

In the fiery hell, more than 70% of the cultivators abandoned the desire to pursue delicious food. As long as they could afford the fasting pills, they would only eat to fill their stomachs.

Spirit rice is only chosen when there is absolutely no more spirit stones available.

After all, what Qi Refining cultivator would eat three meals a day during seclusion...?

The girl patted the little fox's head on her shoulder and leaned closer to see what it had eaten that day.

I suppose I should have a share too, right?

As I was thinking, a figure carrying a plate in both hands walked out from behind the kitchen door.

In addition to the fragrance of rice, there was also a unique aroma of meat in the air.

At this moment, Chen Fenghuo was no longer wearing that exquisite and gorgeous robe, but had changed into a simple pink and white dress, and tied her loose golden hair into a single braid that fell in front of her shoulder.

If her previous appearance resembled that of a Pure Fire Saintess like Yin Wanluan, her current everyday attire makes her look like a believer in the mortal realm.

"Your Highness... cough, Xi Heng." Chen Fenghuo wasn't used to this form of address: "Would you like to dine with me?"

"Of course I'd like to. I haven't had a proper meal in ages." The girl moved closer to the other person, and when their shoulders were almost touching, she looked at the food and tableware on the plate.

Besides the pale green ling rice, there were only two small dishes and a large diamond-shaped plate of meat.

"fish?"

“Back in the mortal realm, I was only good at cooking fish dishes,” Chen Fenghuo explained softly. “Fish raised in the Fire Hell have a more delicate and smooth texture than those in the mortal realm, so they should taste quite good.”

"The smell is quite tempting too," Xi Heng praised.

Subconsciously, she rubbed her cheek against the other person's soft shoulder again.

Chen Fenghuo paused for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and continued walking towards the hall.

The white-haired girl followed happily behind him.

With a few soft taps, the wooden tray landed on the white stone tabletop.

The plate is removed and the cutlery is set.

Xi Heng casually thanked him and then tried a small piece of fish.

The meat is tender and delicious, with no unpleasant smell. It breaks into strands with a gentle bite, and the smooth texture and oily aroma fall into the throat and tongue.

"good to eat."

Seeing that she was satisfied, Chen Fenghuo couldn't help but smile with a hint of pleasure.

However, she couldn't quite let go yet, so she pursed her lips and composed herself.

"It tastes good. Did you buy extra seasonings?"

"Yes... In Hellfire, the prices of some expensive herbs and spices in the mortal world are about the same as those of ordinary seasonings, so I tried using some." The other person also began to eat in a gentle manner.

Perhaps because she had learned some etiquette later in life, her movements were more elegant than those of Xi Heng, the legitimate royal princess who had been living away from home.

"It's normal for cultivators here to only use spiritual energy and spiritual light to estimate the value of mortal things," the girl replied easily, swallowing a piece of spiritual rice with a gulp.

In her previous life as emperor, she never ate a meal personally prepared by Chen Fenghuo—because he was of too high a status and too busy with affairs.

During their time together, Chen Fenghuo would bring some snacks and make some tea for them.

As for other food and drinks, the palace maids and imperial chefs took care of them.

Xi Heng cherished this moment.

"That's true. When I went out to buy groceries today, I saw that a single white radish cost about the same as meat." The other person started chatting casually as well:

"Along the way, we also saw some dishes that we had never seen in Da Zhao before. Among them, there was a thing called corn that looked particularly special. It was crystal clear and golden, with each kernel arranged in an orderly manner and clearly separated, as if it were inlaid with rows of gold grains."

Xi Heng blinked.

If the Great Zhao has no corn, does the other realm next door have it?

She planned that if she had free time in the future, she would go to the shopping street to buy some corn, honey, icing sugar, and other ingredients to make some popcorn for herself.

During the casual conversation, the meal was quickly finished, and Chen Fenghuo gradually relaxed.

Ten days passed, and their cohabitation became commonplace.

During this period, Xi Heng's main cultivation technique, the Qingyan Gong, has also made further progress.

As a result, the little fire fox beside her became more detailed, and its movements became lighter and more natural. Its body no longer had the undulating feeling of flames, and only the tips of its tail and ears still had flames flickering.

The duration also changed from a short one or two hours to half a day.

Furthermore, Xi Heng mastered the technique of solidifying resentment into a tangible entity.

Now, with just a flick of her wrist, she can use the Clear Flame Technique to conjure a longsword made entirely of flames.

"The Heavenly Demon Fire used this Clear Flame Technique to kill me back then... I'll take revenge with it afterward."

Having obtained the incomplete method of creating a fake elixir and personally experiencing her own strength continuously increasing, she now has the confidence to contend with the vengeful demonic fire.

At least it's confidence in the future.

"But for now, I should focus on cultivating steadily," Xi Heng muttered to himself, glancing at the small pavilion not far away where a spirit-gathering array was in operation.

On one of the prayer cushions, a blonde girl was sitting cross-legged.

After ten days of cultivation, Chen Fenghuo had successfully absorbed spiritual energy, reaching the first level of Qi Refining, and had even touched the threshold of the second level of Qi Refining.

For Xi Heng, having someone to cultivate with gives her more motivation.

"From now on, it will be another year after year of continuous seclusion and cultivation..."

"Hopefully, we can establish a stable foundation."

On her way to the secluded pavilion, she silently checked her inventory and found the Foundation Establishment Pill she had saved in her previous life, holding it in her hand and gently stroking it for a moment.

He took a deep breath and began his long period of seclusion.

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Volume 1: Chapter 212 (Chapter 203) An Inextricable Bond

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The thick, large shears were clasped together and used to cut off an overly lush branch in the courtyard.

Rootless branches fell to the ground, their delicate leaves lying quietly.

The leaves are no longer the deep green of summer, but have been replaced by tender buds that have sprouted in early spring.

Chen Fenghuo has been living in this courtyard for ten months.

Ten months is a long time for mortals, and she has already adapted quite well to life here.

During breaks from their respective secluded cultivation sessions, she would often stroll around the flowerbeds in the front yard.

They often prune the flower branches, or feed the small fish that swim in the pond.

In addition, she often went to the previously desolate and neglected backyard and reused it.

The soil in that area wasn't near the pond like in the front yard; only some dense weeds were still alive there.

The flowering branches had withered long ago due to lack of visitors, and some of the trees had already dried up and died.

Although Xi Heng had cleaned the backyard using the house-cleaning method, he did not take care of the flowers and plants there, leaving them there unattended.

After Chen Fenghuo arrived, he made good use of that place—using magic to water and cultivate the land, and planting some edible vegetables and spirit rice.

And every now and then, Chen Fenghuo would prepare some food and share it with Xi Heng.

As her Qi cultivation level improved, her control over various details became increasingly refined—this was also reflected in her culinary skills.

Each meal he makes is more delicious than the last.

Therefore, Xi Heng never refused the other party's invitation to dine.

Their relationship gradually grew closer as a result.

Now, Chen Fenghuo no longer feels the nervousness he had when he first met her; all that remains is naturalness and normalcy.

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The scissors are clasped together, and the flower branch falls.