I'm determined to become an immortal!

He Sheng is panicking, extremely panicked!

Last night, he finally finished the project he had been working on for a month. He was hesitating whether to play a few rounds of King of Glory to lose some points or watch some girls dancing to relieve stress.

Before he could make a choice, he fell asleep, and when he woke up again... he found himself to be a corpse!

Not only that, the body was lying at the bottom of the turbid river, with mud and sand covering its mouth and nose, being slowly pushed along by the turbulent undercurrent.

However, this was not the reason for He Sheng's panic, because he had a strange feeling that as long as he was willing to wake up, he could be resurrected in another's body!

But he dared not, because after receiving the memories of the corpse's predecessor, he discovered that this predecessor who floated to the sky was suspected of being injured by a Core Formation True Person and dying from his injuries while fleeing into the Hunlong River.

Under these circumstances, how could He Sheng dare to easily possess another body? What if that Core Formation cultivator was still nearby?

How about a second chance, sending yourself back in time?

But if I can't put it back on, wouldn't it just... be completely ruined?

"Oh no! How did such a perfect start turn into this mess?"

He Sheng sighed inwardly.

He actually accepted the idea of ​​time travel very quickly, especially after learning that it was a world of cultivation, his satisfaction level soared.

After initially accepting the memories left by his ex, he thought he was about to take off...

A top-grade spiritual root in both water and soil elements, with mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, the head of the He family of Changyang Mountain, and the owner of Xiajiangfang!

His predecessor was truly something else. He Sheng's transmigration and taking over was like a rocket launch, instantly defeating 99% of his fellow transmigrators.

But he never expected that while his ex seemed to be living a glamorous life, he had also dug countless pitfalls!

To be precise, his predecessor was also a time traveler, and his name was also He Sheng.

The difference is that this guy was reincarnated decades ago, born into the He family of Baicao Valley.

The He family was originally just a small Qi-refining family in the Yinsha River area south of the Hunlong River.

When the former turned ten, his superior spiritual root aptitude was discovered, and he was immediately raised by the family as a prodigy, with the entire family supporting his path to immortality.

What happened next was pretty cliché: the rise of a young genius.

The former began cultivating at the age of ten, achieved the Great Perfection of Qi Refining at eighteen, successfully established his foundation at twenty-three, entered the middle stage of Foundation Establishment at thirty, and died before he was forty.

With the rise of the predecessor, the He family naturally transformed from a small Qi Refining family into one of the few Foundation Establishment families in the Silver Sand River region.

The rise of a family is inevitably accompanied by bloodshed and slaughter. Even Changyang Mountain, the current site of the clan's inheritance, was seized from the Xu family, a Foundation Establishment family in the past.

When the predecessor advanced to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, he forcefully subdued the Foundation Establishment ancestors of several other Foundation Establishment cultivation families in Yinsha River and seized the position of head of Xiajiangfang in one fell swoop.

As a result, the He family rose to prominence and became the most prominent cultivation family within a radius of thousands of miles along the Yinsha River!

The former was even revered as the number one cultivator in the Silver Sand River!

Then...

"A mere mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator running rampant in the newbie village is one thing, but daring to imitate Old Demon Han's 'tape stage' is just asking for trouble! He's like trying to light a lantern in a latrine—courting death!"

Yes, after becoming the number one cultivator in the Silver Sand River, the predecessor became arrogant and thought himself invincible.

Anyone in the Yinsha River region who had a grudge against him was either killed or maimed.

He'd beat a dog to death and eat it if it dared to bare its teeth at him.

He even kidnapped his former crush, his white moonlight who was now married, to be his bed warmer.

The main theme is to let my desires run wild and indulge myself.

As the saying goes, what the superiors do, the inferiors follow suit, and the He family disciples all became incredibly arrogant.

In just a few years, the He family committed countless sins, causing great harm to the entire Yinsha River region and offending almost every major and minor cultivation family in the Yinsha River area.

Some people tried to advise their ex, but the ex retorted with just one sentence:

"After decades of cultivation, I've become the number one cultivator in the Silver Sand River. What's wrong with indulging a little?!"

So they continued to enjoy themselves, doing whatever made them feel good.

In the midst of this revelry, the infamous "Piao Ge" (a nickname for a man known for his unconventional behavior) was born, leaving behind his final, unforgettable memory.

Outside Wanchen Mountain,

A dashing young man, carrying a long sword and looking no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, suddenly appeared in front of Piao Ge and said calmly:

"This mere country bumpkin dares to be so arrogant; he truly doesn't know his own limitations!"

The opponent didn't even draw his sword; he simply pointed a finger from a distance of several dozen feet, and Piao Ge couldn't withstand it, his heart meridian being pierced directly.

Although Piao Ge managed to turn around and escape by leaping into the Hunlong River, he soon died from his severe injuries due to a broken heart.

"This guy died without ever knowing the beginning or end of what happened, which led to attracting such a terrifying being who killed him in one blow."

Really...

He Sheng was speechless. He could only say that if Heaven wanted to destroy a person, it would first make him mad.

The problem is that Piao Ge is dead, and now he's left with all the mess.

"Let's think about how to get out of this dangerous situation first!"

Piao Ge came to Wanchen Mountain at the invitation of his senior brother Wan Chaonian, with whom he had studied martial arts in his early years, to attend Wan Chaonian's foundation-building celebration.

He and Wan Chaonian had studied under Li Daoyun, a master of formations in Xiajiangfang, when they were young, learning formation techniques together.

Wan Chaonian was far inferior to Piao Ge in terms of spiritual root aptitude and personal comprehension. In addition, his parents were just independent cultivators, so they were tolerant of Piao Ge in every way and willing to play a supporting role. The two of them formed a deep friendship.

"However, this Senior Brother Wan is by no means a kind and innocent person."

It should be noted that Wan Chaonian was of average talent and had not mastered any formations, yet he eventually became a disciple of the Golden Cloud Sect in Wanchen Mountain.

Wanchen Mountain is located ten thousand miles north of Xiajiangfang, and can only be reached by crossing the Tiandu Mountain range. It is the foremost pseudo-elixir sect in the vicinity.

"Brother Piao encountered a powerful opponent he'd never met before outside Wanchen Mountain and was instantly killed. It's hard to say whether this has anything to do with Senior Brother Wan."

He Sheng was not prepared to go to Wanchen Mountain for help; he couldn't trust anyone at the moment.

"But I can't keep delaying like this. After all, Brother Piao is already dead. If I don't reincarnate soon, and his body rots away, will I fail to transmigrate?"

He Sheng wasn't just worrying unnecessarily; he vaguely sensed that as time passed, the feeling that he could live as long as he woke up was quietly fading.

"What is that?!"

He Sheng was still hesitant, but suddenly a sense of danger arose in him.

follow closely,

He felt as if he had been hit, and although the impact was not great, it was particularly clear in the murky and heavy river water.

He Sheng's current state is very strange, like a wisp of light attached to Piao Ge's mind. He cannot detect anything outside, but he has some passive perception.

We can't wait any longer!

Who knows what kind of monster lurks in this river? If I 'die' any longer, maybe some vital parts will be devoured.

He Sheng didn't want to come back to life missing limbs.

"wake up!"

As soon as a thought arose, He Sheng felt himself being drawn in by something, slowly sinking into the depths of Piao Ge's sea of ​​consciousness.

Da da da...

As if a long-dried riverbed had been suddenly hit by a torrential downpour, He Sheng felt a surge of vitality wash over him.

He suddenly realized he had regained consciousness and then felt pain.

Excruciating pain!

An indescribable, excruciating pain exploded from Piao Ge's heart meridian, the wound from which he had been pierced by what appeared to be a Core Formation stage cultivator.

However, what is hard to imagine is that as that torrent of vitality spread,

The piercing wounds healed rapidly, the severed heart vessels began to repair themselves, the cold body regained warmth, and the parched dantian gradually filled up...

At the same time, the coldness of the river water, the suffocating feeling of the mud and sand, and the approaching unknown creatures brought all the senses back in an instant.

Swish!

He Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracting violently in the murky river water.

However, the bottom of the river was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"Brother Piao was a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator in his previous life. According to those cultivation novels, he should have some kind of spiritual consciousness or divine sense that could replace eyes to perceive his surroundings, right?"

As soon as He Sheng had this thought, his brow twitched violently, and he immediately felt his senses spreading outwards like spider silk, quickly discovering the thing that had hit him earlier.

It's a fish!

He Sheng felt very strange. Although he could not see anything, his divine sense, after searching for the strange fish, vividly depicted its appearance in his mind.

It was a strange, black-scaled fish, the size of a millstone, with a mouth full of jagged, sharp teeth, and a pair of gray eyes looking at He Sheng with some suspicion.

They seemed puzzled as to why a corpse that was clearly lifeless suddenly came back to life, and with an increasingly strong aura!

Looking at the black-scaled monster fish that appeared in his mind, He Sheng felt no fear whatsoever; his first reaction was... hunger.

This was by no means because He Sheng was greedy, but rather an instinctive reaction to the body's functions recovering after the overwhelming vitality repaired it.

He Sheng couldn't help but scan his waist with his divine sense, where a small bag with purple patterns and gold thread was tied, which was Piao Ge's storage bag.

moment,

The contents of the storage bag came to mind: bottles and jars, jade slips and books, and several neatly arranged magical artifacts.

Following his memory, He Sheng used his divine sense to lock onto a turquoise umbrella.

Then I tried to learn how Piao Ge manipulated his magic...

Whoosh!

A streak of azure light flew out from the storage bag.

In the blink of an eye,

Then, a turquoise umbrella unfolded above the black-scaled monster fish.

As the parasol turned slightly, it cast down thin, weak waves, creating a vortex where the black-scaled monster fish was located below.

"Is this what it means to control magical artifacts with magical power?"

He Sheng felt like he was playing a first-person shooter game, with his consciousness acting as the aiming scope.

The difference is that the ritual implement is not only a gun, but also bullets.

With divine sense, one can not only clearly perceive the trajectory of the magical weapon, but also further control it.

The black-scaled fish realized something was wrong and swung its tail, preparing to escape.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

The vortex spun faster and faster, trapping the black-scaled monster fish deep inside, making escape impossible.

*Smack*

A soft sound.

Then the black-scaled monster fish was enveloped by a large bubble, and then suddenly it was drawn into the umbrella.

Seeing how easily he had captured the black-scaled monster fish with the help of his magical artifact, He Sheng was overjoyed.

"Is this the method of cultivators?"

This immortal... I've decided to cultivate myself to become one!

He Sheng manipulated the azure umbrella back above his head, and the umbrella turned slightly in the opposite direction.

His body immediately emitted a shimmering blue light, as if a thin film had formed, separating him from the river water, as if he were avoiding water.

With a shift of magical power within He Sheng's body, all the mud and sand that had seeped into his mouth and nose were expelled, and even his soaked clothes were instantly dehydrated, making him feel instantly calm and at ease.

"That feels good."

He Sheng opened his mouth and uttered the first words he had spoken since arriving in this world.

"This divine sense is so profound; couldn't I extend it beyond the river to investigate the surrounding area?"

He Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and his divine sense extended towards the river. But in an instant, a strange sense of alarm arose in his heart!

"wrong!

Foundation Establishment cultivators possess divine sense, and that powerful individual, who is suspected to be in the Core Formation stage, must possess an even stronger divine sense.

If this person were to sweep across the river surface with their divine sense... I was not discovered before because I was a corpse and had sunk to the bottom of the river and been covered by mud and sand.

But if they were to detect my divine sense now...

Swish!

He Sheng quickly withdrew his divine sense and then raised his hand to retrieve the parasol, fearing that he would be exposed.

Unexpectedly, a blue light burst forth from his palm.

Upon closer inspection, He Sheng discovered a water clock within the blue light, with each drop of water containing a row of information.