Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Rain falls in the pavilion.

The jet-black crystal core, with its striking luster, shimmered slightly and then fell into the dantian of the body through the fingertips that touched it from time to time.

The meridians and blood circulate throughout the body, and the vital energies of life and death intertwine and interact.

As his strength continued to improve, he gradually lost much of his vital energy that was not entangled with death energy.

The internal energy and blood that have formed the elixir should now be called the elixir formed by the two energies of life and death.

Xi Heng gave this special energy a name—Life Force.

Afterwards, she took a few days off to relax her cultivation, strolled around the outside world with the maids in the courtyard, and went to Juxian Pavilion to enjoy some exquisite dishes.

During the meal, I sensed a familiar presence.

Looking over, one could see that the person was wearing a pink silk skirt with the long sleeves slightly pulled back, holding a piece of food between their chopsticks, but frozen in mid-air.

Her beautiful, lotus-like face showed a hint of sorrow, and her pale complexion suggested she was afflicted with illness.

"Yan Hongji..."

The other person seemed to sense her gaze and turned to look at her.

Suddenly, their eyes met.

Hongji seemed stunned, her gaze lingering for a long time.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that Yan Hongji realized her rudeness. She coughed lightly and turned her gaze back to the celery she was holding with her chopsticks.

Xi Heng smiled slightly, quietly took out the Turbidity Elixir that the other party had initially given him from his inventory, and added two Qi and Blood Pills that he had refined himself to the exquisite wooden box.

He closed the small rosewood box, got up, and walked to Yan Hongji's side.

She recalled the events of the earlier lives and guessed that the other person might be unable to master martial arts and was preparing to leave the Red Thread Sword Academy.

Xi Heng had already planned to provide some relief, and since he happened to be here today, he might as well do it ahead of schedule.

He walked slowly, making soft sounds on the wooden floor of the restaurant to attract the other party's attention.

Yan Hongji hesitated for a moment, then stood up and bowed, saying:

"I am Hongji, a member of the Yan family in the capital. You seem somewhat familiar. Have we met in the capital?"

familiar?

It's probably because he and Zhao Chuxiao look alike that they're familiar with each other.

Xi Heng didn't think much of it, simply placed the wooden box on the table and said, "We are destined to meet, please accept this."

“This…” Hongji didn’t quite understand and raised her hand as if to decline.

"The box contains one pill, the Turbidity-Clearing Pill, which can suppress the symptoms in your body. The other two smaller pills are the Qi and Blood Pills, which can help you successfully enter the Qi realm."

After saying this briefly, she glanced at the other person again, then turned and left.

Yan Hongji was left standing there, unsure of what to do.

After a while, she opened her mouth in Xi Heng's direction, but seeing that he seemed unwilling to be disturbed, she ultimately did not speak.

He just stared at the wooden box in front of him, lost in thought.

……

Three days later, Xi Heng arrived at the top of the nearest desolate mountain outside Jinshi City. Facing the thick mountain wall, he slowly gathered his strength.

She had smashed the three rocks in the backyard into pieces. Not wanting the yard to be in such a mess, she came here today to test her skills.

With his internal energy fully gathered, he raised his palm and struck out, creating a crack several meters wide in the mountain wall from a distance, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

"After one's life force is fully developed, one's strength will be approximately three times that of the period when one's Qi and blood are fully formed..."

Now, she can easily shatter the spiritual energy shield of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with just her fists and feet.

With the addition of death energy, it can be defeated in a short time if the opportunity is found.

"Speed ​​and physique have also improved to some extent, but unfortunately, he still can't find a true path to advancement." Xi Heng clicked his tongue.

When she first came into contact with the death energy, she was on the verge of death when she vaguely glimpsed a stronger martial arts realm.

Now that I've recovered, that realm has become blurry and unclear again, and I don't know how to reach it.

"take it easy……"

Xi Heng then used his fists and feet to deliver several more blows, punching a hole several meters wide in the mountain wall.

Then he took out a longsword from his inventory, used his new life force to activate sword energy and sword intent, and tore open several ten-meter-wide rifts.

The sword energy also changed slightly due to the fluctuations in qi and blood, with both the White Fiend and Blood Wave sword energies gaining some gray-black hues.

Xi Heng turned around and tried to slash the woods behind him with his sword energy.

With a single sweep of his sword, he neatly severed more than a dozen lush trees, large and small.

The deathly aura clings to the severed points, causing both the broken and fallen tree trunks and those still rooted in the ground to wither and decay rapidly under its erosion.

……

After two and a half months of reloading the save file, the life force within Xi Heng's body had completely merged with the death force, making it impossible for her to absorb any more, otherwise she would fall into a near-death state again.

She still needs to contain her deep resentment and does not intend to die for the time being.

So for the next few months he focused on this, continuing to seclude himself in the backyard to contain the great resentment, and not concerning himself with outside affairs.

The trade in elixirs continued, with sales gradually climbing to over ten thousand taels of silver.

However, one day, Xu, the owner of the Hundred Crafts Workshop, disappeared without warning. The workshop was acquired by the head of a large family in Jinshi City, and this person replaced him to buy elixirs in the workshop.

Xi Heng didn't care about this and continued trading with the price unchanged.

……

Half a year has passed since I reloaded the save file.

In winter, the sky is covered in snow, and the earth is dressed in silver.

One day, two martial arts masters who had reached the Transformation Realm came to the courtyard together, asking for elixirs.

Xi Heng refused, and the other party immediately attacked, but she severed his meridians and dantian with a single blow, causing him to lose all his power and leaving him with only a broken life.

Before long, the name "Medicine Immortal" began to circulate in the martial arts world, and many powerful martial artists gathered in Jinshi City, but few dared to actually enter the courtyard.

Xi Heng heard that the price of the elixir had been inflated to thousands of taels of silver, yet it was still available but unsellable.

She had spent three days refining over a hundred spirit pills, all of which had now been sold. So she casually posted a notice in front of her courtyard, saying that she would be closing the furnace and no longer selling pills.

The head of a prominent family who frequently traded there came and pleaded, but was refused entry.

Over the next month, many princes, nobles, and scholars who were critically ill came to request the elixir, but all returned empty-handed.

Another group of martial arts masters, risking their lives, formed a demonstration in front of the courtyard. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they were attacked from an unknown source, their meridians were broken and their dantian shattered.

The initial chaos gradually subsided with time and the power she displayed, and the city returned to peace and stability.

As winter turned to spring, Xi Heng spent a full six months refining one-sixth of the great resentment within the black crystal core, resulting in a 20% increase in the total amount of resentment fire.

Compared to the great resentment in the Chonghai Realm, the great resentment in the Jinghuo Realm is clearly more suitable to be transformed into resentful fire.

This conversion rate is more than twice as high as that of Chonghai's great grievance.

"If I can absorb all the resentment from the nine crystal cores inside the monster, the number of resentment flames should be enough..." she muttered to herself as she gathered a ball of deep red flame in her palm.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door leading to the backyard.

She scanned the area with her divine sense and saw that it was the maid who usually accompanied her, so she said:

"come in."

Because she helped her with her work, she was given some elixirs, and now the maid's appearance and temperament have changed quite a bit compared to before.

“Miss, someone has come to visit outside the courtyard,” she said respectfully.

“Just drive them away,” Xi Heng replied as always.

"This time might be different. The person who has come is... the current emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty."

"Oh?" The girl turned her eyes and extended her spiritual sense to scan the surrounding 500 meters, where she saw a familiar figure outside the courtyard.

"Zhao Qianyuan, let him wait in the courtyard," she said casually.

"Yes, ma'am."

……

Volume 1: Chapter 240, Then and Now

The wind and snow were fierce, whipping the frost off the tiles.

The sound of snow falling was so faint that it was barely audible to ordinary people, and the snowfall continued to intensify.

Xi Heng finished his cultivation for the day and returned to the pavilion from the backyard.

Upon arrival, he took a white robe from the outer wardrobe and draped it over himself. He then used his magic fingers to activate the face-concealing technique of the Ghost Gate before heading to the reception hall.

The visitor had been waiting patiently for an hour.

This surprised her somewhat.

She had assumed that Zhao Qianyuan was an impatient person who would haughtily yell at her to come quickly or he would tear down the courtyard if she waited even a minute.

She instructed the other party to come alone, without any guards or eunuchs, and this was obeyed.

Observing his expression from afar with his spiritual sense, he saw that although he was obviously anxious, he remained calm and waited patiently.

Xi Heng found it strange—this guy actually looked like a human.

She hadn't told him when she would arrive, and she had just been thinking about whether to make him wait for three days and three nights.

However, not wanting the guy to stay in his yard for too long, he went to the living room.

There was only one person in the hall, wearing a wide-sleeved, straight-collared Taoist robe made of silk, with overlapping blue and red colors, and black cloud patterns on the cuffs.

His clothes were neat, he had a high nose and thin eyebrows, and a beard, so he could be considered to have a respectable appearance.

The Zhao Qianyuan that Xi Heng saw in his first few lifetimes did not look like this. He probably dressed up a lot today because he wanted to see the immortal in his mind.

Light footsteps echoed down the corridor, and a middle-aged man looked over.

Seeing her mysterious demeanor, Zhao Qianyuan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and said:

"In my twilight years, I finally saw the divine."

He half-closed his eyes, and even though he had come to seek the Dao, he still subconsciously revealed a scrutinizing gaze:

"We have been searching for traces of immortals for a long time. First, we went across the ocean to the east to look for them but found no trace. Then, we found it difficult to distinguish between true and false Taoists in the mountains. For more than 20 years, we have sought to transcend the mortal world, but we are still trapped in the mortal world. I wonder if you, sir, are the true Taoist or a false one?"

Xi Heng answered in an extremely casual tone:

"Zhao Qianyuan, when you dreamt fifteen years ago of riding a white crane, being led by a group of immortals, and the Jade Emperor wearing a crown, how could you not doubt whether it was real or not?"

The other person paused, their fingertips lightly tapping the table, and the fluent words they had just organized in their head seemed to suddenly crash into a wall and scatter.

"..."

After calming him down, the girl moved forward and sat down.

A few seconds later, the middle-aged man finally managed to utter a few words through gritted teeth:

"How...how do you know about this?"

"It's what you told me in the future," Xi Heng thought.

However, she didn't intend to have much discussion with the other party today.

“I also know that you are practicing blood magic, and you want to take the lives of your relatives to accomplish your goal,” she said.

After saying this, Zhao Qianyuan had completely lost his previous scrutinizing gaze and arrogant demeanor. Looking at Xi Heng's figure, he only felt deep fear, unease, and a trace of hope.

"It seems that you are the true Daoist." He said in a deep voice after a few seconds of silence.

"The bloodline technique is doomed; we should abandon it as soon as possible," Xi Heng said simply.

"If you wish to pursue a path to immortality, I can give you a wisp of it, but such a path is extremely dangerous; embarking on it may mean certain death. Even if you had a hundred lives, it might not be enough—do you still want it?"

"...I have sought immortality my whole life, and I can abandon that pursuit now," Zhao Qianyuan said after a moment of contemplation.

"Can you even throw away your life?"

"I'd give my life for you." The other person bowed with their hands clasped, their manner somewhat awkward.