Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

“If possible, I would like to be as strange as you, but unfortunately I can’t.” Yan Hongji’s voice grew lower and lower, and her tightly clenched hands slowly loosened.

"I can't become a martial artist, so I'd better face reality and return to my family's business." She said, "I'll set off tomorrow morning. This is my farewell tonight. Hope we meet again someday..."

She lowered her head, and her breathing grew weaker as she spoke.

Having said that, he turned and slowly walked away.

As Xi Heng watched the other person's retreating figure, he recalled the person he had seen a few days before his death in his previous life.

At that moment, she heard Hongji say with deep regret, "If only I had persisted for a few more months when I was practicing martial arts back then..."

"Giving up like this might lead to regret later," Xi Heng advised, watching the other person's retreating figure.

"Whether you regret it or not, it's fine." But Yan Hongji was now heartbroken: "I have made up my mind, please don't try to persuade me anymore."

Ok.

Xi Heng answered in his heart, and then silently watched the other person leave.

It was indeed useless.

Even if you were to offer advice, or even if you were to recreate the full story of the person's future regrets at this very moment, their choice would not change.

Xi Heng shook his head, and after a while, he took off his clothes and went to sleep.

……

I woke up at dawn tomorrow to do my morning exercise, and Yan Hongji was indeed nowhere to be found.

The sky was just beginning to lighten at dawn when the other party had already left.

Xi Heng continued practicing his moves as always, without stopping for a moment.

She thought about the appearance of the blood and qi she had seen yesterday, and tried to tense her muscles, attempting to squeeze out a trace of blood and qi as well.

Throughout the entire day, I did not feel any other changes in my body, let alone any changes in my blood and qi.

During lunch, Li Anxue, who was sitting next to her, asked to borrow money.

As the final days drew to a close, the short-tempered female apprentice became increasingly anxious and restless, practicing martial arts every day with red eyes despite her physical condition.

This vicious cycle led to a breakdown in the person's mental state.

So much so that when Xi Heng got close, he could often hear the other person muttering to themselves:

"It's just that I didn't succeed in the first three months... I just need a little more time... I have a sense of Qi in my body, and with a little more practice, I'll be able to enter the realm of Qi..."

Xi Heng was now even further away from this person.

As for lending money, I naturally declined directly.

Three days later, Li Anxue had not managed to raise much money, nor had she been able to sense any vital energy. She walked out of the Sword Academy, dejected and distraught.

Xi Heng watched the man leave, his mind completely unmoved.

After seeing Li Anxue off, the senior sister came to her again and, following the rules, asked, "You have been practicing martial arts for three months. Can you feel the flow of your qi and blood?"

Xi Heng shook her head, ready to pay and continue training, but her senior sister placed her hand firmly on her abdomen first.

"Take a deep breath and hold it." The other person said, "Imagine the blood flowing through your body's meridians. Use this held breath to go downwards and try to sense whether there is any embryonic breathing in your dantian."

Following the other party's instructions, Xi Heng held his breath, closed his eyes, and sensed the flow of energy within his body.

Consciousness descends downwards, flowing from the chest down to the taut abdomen, and then inwards to perceive the so-called dantian.

Amidst the warmth emanating from Senior Sister Hongmiao's palm, Xi Heng seemed to vaguely sense something this time... yet it also seemed not to.

This hallucinatory sensation left Xi Heng somewhat bewildered. He tried to feel it again, but that fleeting feeling vanished completely.

Having held his breath to the limit, Xi Heng let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and saw his senior sister curling the corners of her lips.

“That’s right, I can definitely relate to it,” she said. “I originally thought you had no hope, but now there’s a 10% chance.”

"Was that trace of qi and blood just now?" Xi Heng asked.

"Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't." The senior sister said something that was hard to understand, and then patted Xi Heng on the shoulder: "However, as long as you can grasp that slight feeling afterward, you won't be far from mastering Qi and blood."

Xi Heng hesitated for a moment before feeling happy and nodded gently to his senior sister.

“However, the money still needs to be paid.” Hong Miao held out her hand: “A generous gift of twenty taels of silver.”

The girl clicked her tongue, took out two small gold coins from the pocket she carried at her waist, and handed them to the other person.

The businesswoman Hong Miao weighed the item in her hand, nodded, and accepted it.

"Keep practicing," she said, and then walked to the other end.

Xi Heng rolled his eyes as he watched the other person's back, then turned around and tried to close his eyes again, attempting to sense the trace of Qi in his dantian once more.

I tried several times, but I couldn't experience it again.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, a clamor suddenly arose from the far end of the Sword Academy.

"stop!"

Shouts of protest, the sound of people running, the sound of swords being drawn, and the fluttering of robes in the air all blended together.

Interspersed among them were angry male roars and a rough, panicked, trembling plea, which reached Xi Heng's ears one after another.

The girl opened her eyes and turned around, looking in the direction of the Sword Academy gate.

"Get out of my way!" As the loud roar rang out, a figure shrouded in black robes suddenly attacked and slapped forward with a palm, creating a thunderous sound out of thin air.

Knowing they were outnumbered, the guards in front of the courtyard immediately retreated several steps and shouted towards the sword-fighting arena:

"Quickly, call Senior Sister over!"

Before she finished speaking, Hong Miao had already drawn her longsword and arrived at the scene. The blade in her hand stopped steadily as it was being slashed, pointing directly at the several black-robed men who had suddenly attacked in front of her.

"People from Donghuangmei Mountain?" she said coldly. "My little martial arts school doesn't know when it offended you all."

"Help, help me..." A burly man in black robes cried out for help, clutching a pale-faced, pig-like fat man whose hands and feet were bound: "Heroine, help me, help me—"

The burly man slapped the fat man across the face, causing him to let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

After one command, the captured man dared not utter another word.

"We have come here to investigate one matter!" The black-robed man at the front raised his arm, revealing a jade pendant held between his fingers, and shouted:

"Who pawned this item at the Chen family pawnshop three months ago!"

……

……

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the red and white robes of the eldest senior sister.

Hong Miao stepped onto the stone floor, her right hand gripping her sword, pointing steadily forward with the tip of the sword unbiased, aimed at the several black-robed men who were attacking.

The burly man at the front, draped in a black robe, brandished a jade pendant at her, his voice booming.

"Hand over this person immediately! We will then leave!"

Hong Miao remained unfazed, coldly retorting, "This is utter nonsense. You dare to try and snatch someone from my Sword Academy with just a broken jade token? Isn't that a bit too unruly?"

"Or is it that the people of Huangmei Mountain are bullying our various sects because they are currently in a position of power? If this matter were to spread throughout the martial arts world, I wonder how you fellow heroes would view it!"

"So what?!" The burly man took a step forward, his foot creating a spiderweb-like crack a meter wide in the stone slab.

"This is a matter of utmost importance and cannot be overlooked! If you refuse to hand over the person, we will immediately break down your gates!"

"How dare you!" Hong Miao frowned angrily. "Do you dare to exchange a few blows with me?"

"What's there to be afraid of!" The burly man in black robes flung the fat man he was holding in his right hand aside, causing the man to howl in pain.

He then assumed a fighting stance, placing two large, iron-gray hands in front of him, one in front and one behind.

"Nonsense!" A strong female voice came from the black-robed men behind: "Steel Palm, get out of my way."

The burly man froze for a moment, while another thin man in black robes walked forward from behind.

The man removed his turban, revealing his face, and clasped his hands in a fist salute towards Hong Miao, who was holding a sword and ready for battle:

"I am Zhang Luoyi, the gatekeeper of the Jinghong Sword Sect stationed in Jinshi City. My subordinates are ignorant of etiquette, please forgive them!"

Hong Miao frowned, gave a cold snort, but still gave them face by lowering the blade slightly:

"The sect leader entered my Red Thread Sword Sect without prior notice. This is not the righteous path that your Jinghong Sword Sect upholds."

"The situation today is urgent, and I hope your family will be lenient. I will compensate for all the losses today, and I will also offer a hundred taels of gold as an apology afterwards!"

"So you're rich and powerful," Hong Miao sneered.

Zhang Luoyi didn't care about that and still pressed on:

"The owner of this jade pendant is extremely important to our Huangmei Mountain Army. Recently, we followed the trail and found that she was a woman. The last trace she left behind was your family's location, so we came here to inquire. We hope that your family can provide some assistance."

"Is this a question?" the senior sister sneered.

"The situation is urgent. This jade pendant was once in the hands of court officials, who are also investigating the matter. It's unclear when it will arrive," the other party continued.

"We've acted before them, and we must end this quickly! You are also a martial artist, so we hope you will stand on our side!"

"Otherwise... we'll have no choice but to fight!" Zhang Luoyi said firmly, her right hand already resting on the sword at her waist.

"Fine, no one has ever dared to bully my Red Thread Sword Sect like this before." Hong Miao was not swayed by this combination of soft and hard tactics: "With just a broken piece of jade, you dare to break into my sect and wield a sword to intimidate me."

"If we don't utterly defeat you all, what face will we have left in the martial world?"

She cried out, "Draw your sword!"

"So you still want to protect him? You're a lackey of the imperial court!" Zhang Luoyi publicly accused the other party of this, and then drew his long sword with a hum.

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Chapter Nine, Understanding Oneself and the World

Under the bright daylight, the three-foot-long green sword gleamed with silver light. The blade was flawless, its surface bright white, and it looked incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud.

Hong Miao gathered her breath, and in a flash, she swept her sword across the several people in front of her, preparing to defeat them one by one.

Several runners, one wielding a heavy hammer, another using both fists, and the burly man skilled in palm techniques also possessed external martial arts prowess; they needed to find a vital point to defeat him...

Hong Miao struck a pose, showing no fear whatsoever.

Zhang Luoyi faced him, slowly retracting her sword to gather momentum.

The previous noise suddenly turned into silence, and everyone was on edge, as if a storm was brewing.

"Wait!" Just as Hong Miao was gathering her strength to step forward and slash with her sword, a familiar shout interrupted her movements.

"Wait, wait." Xi Heng ran over quickly, patting his chest and catching his breath.

"It was me!" After pausing for a moment, she admitted directly, "I pawned that jade pendant!"

Seeing that a bloody disaster was about to break out, Xi Heng hesitated for a moment before running forward.

Although her relationship with this senior sister was only financial, the other party still took good care of her.

It's still a little unpleasant to die in a sword fight.

More importantly, Xi Heng also wanted to know the meaning behind that jade pendant.

In her previous life, she held onto this broken jade for two years, but it served no purpose until she died of illness.

She had only casually sold her item at a pawnshop in this life, yet it had caused such a huge incident... She was quite curious about why.

When Xi Heng stepped forward, the men in black robes exchanged glances and stopped their stance.

Then, the burly man skilled in palm techniques walked to the side, lifted the fat man who seemed to have fainted from the ground, slapped him awake, and then asked the dazed shopkeeper in a deep voice:

"Is it this person?"

The pawnshop owner was stunned by the blow. After letting out a wail, he turned his head and came to his senses, hurriedly looking at Xi Heng.

Without giving her a second glance, he recognized her features and immediately shouted, "Yes, it's her! The jade pendant is hers!"

"Grandma, you've really ruined me! This jade pendant has brought such a disaster upon me... I shouldn't have accepted it even for a tael of silver, and I gave you a hundred taels instead..." Upon seeing Xi Heng, the shopkeeper's resentment surged uncontrollably from his chest, and his eyes and nose immediately turned red.

"One hundred taels! One hundred taels..."

This was the most unprofitable business deal he had ever made in his life, and he simply couldn't accept it; tears welled up in his eyes.

"Oh, sorry." Xi Heng yawned, then turned to look at Zhang Luoyi, who had drawn her sword. "So, what are you going to do with me? And what does that jade pendant represent?"

"You don't need to know." The men in black robes exchanged glances, and Zhang Luoyi shouted, "Take them down!"

They gripped their weapons tightly, mustered their courage, and were about to step forward when the old woman's rebuke came from the other side: