Douluo Continent: A Reincarnated Immortal, A Flute Melody Sends Off Heroes

Chapter 2 Natural Selection, The Immortal Under the Cherry Blossom Tree

"No! Where are you taking Ah Yin?!"

Tang Hao screamed from below, holding the child, but received no response.

Qian Xunji's face was grim. He turned and glanced at the crippled Tang Hao, then snorted coldly and left with the Spirit Hall personnel.

On the other side...

Ah Yin and the boy in white quickly emerged from the other end of the bronze door.

This is a cherry blossom grove where pink petals fall like rain, and a faint fragrance permeates the air. However, this beautiful scene subtly exudes an air of desolation, as if each petal carries a sharp blade.

Ah Yin's body trembled slightly. As a 100,000-year-old soul beast, her sixth sense was always very strong. This place clearly... revealed a murderous intent.

She looked up at the white-clad boy standing not far away, her eyes filled with wariness and doubt.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?" Ah Yin's voice was soft, yet carried a hint of determination.

The young man in white stood with his back to her, gently turning the jade flute in his hand, as if admiring the beauty of the cherry blossom grove. He slowly turned around, his deep eyes sparkling with a faint light like stars.

"Me?" He chuckled softly, his voice like a clear spring, carrying a hint of languor and indifference. "You can call me a banished immortal."

"A banished immortal?" Ah Yin frowned slightly; she had never heard of this name before.

The immortal nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Ah Yin as if he were examining a precious treasure. There was no greed or malice in his eyes, but rather an irresistible sense of oppression.

"I have lived in this world for twelve years," the banished immortal spoke slowly, his voice calm and distant. "In my previous life, I once walked the path of immortality, and was as famous as Huang. The two of us fought side by side, but in the end, I died and perished in that great battle, my blood staining the heavens and the earth..."

The immortal's voice was deep and resonant, as if recalling a long-forgotten past. His gaze passed through Ah Yin, as if seeing that distant past, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Ah Yin listened quietly, but her heart was in turmoil. Although she didn't know who the "wilderness" the immortal was talking about was, she could feel the horror and tragedy of that great battle from his tone.

"His ability to be reborn in this world... is perhaps due to his methods..."

The immortal's voice gradually calmed down, and his gaze returned to Ah Yin. "In this life, I have resumed my cultivation of immortality. Based on my experience from my previous life, I have already cultivated the rudiments of immortal energy. But to truly cultivate the first strand of immortal energy, I still need to nourish myself with the essence and blood of all living beings."

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin's heart tightened. She vaguely guessed why the immortal had saved her, and her face instantly turned pale.

"You...you did this for my life essence?" Ah Yin's voice trembled slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The immortal smiled slightly, without denying it. His gaze remained calm, as if he were discussing something utterly ordinary.

"A 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, rich in life essence, endlessly regenerating. To me, it is indeed an enticing gift." The immortal's voice remained calm, as if he were discussing something insignificant.

Ah Yin's heart sank to the bottom. She had thought the immortal had saved her out of kindness, but she never imagined that she was nothing more than a "gift" in his eyes. Her body trembled slightly, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes.

"No, I still have a husband and children, I won't give up like this!"

Ah Yin's voice was firm and cold. A faint blue light began to emanate from her body, and strands of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground, winding towards the immortal.

However, the immortal simply shook his head slightly, slowly raising the jade flute in his hand and placing it to his lips.

"It's just survival of the fittest." His voice carried a faint sigh.

A melodious flute tune filled the air, and an aura of killing intent erupted instantly within the cherry blossom grove. Countless cherry blossom petals danced like sharp blades, severing Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass in a flash. Ah Yin's expression changed drastically; she felt an irresistible force suppressing her soul power.

"This is... the path of immortality?!" A-Yin's voice was tinged with despair.

The immortal figure was enveloped in cherry blossoms, seemingly becoming one with the world. His flute playing grew increasingly urgent, and the murderous aura within the cherry blossom grove intensified. Ah Yin's body was bound by an invisible force, unable to move an inch.

"Your life essence will be the key to my cultivation of the first strand of immortal energy." The immortal's voice echoed in the cherry blossom forest, carrying a hint of indifference.

A tear glistened in Ah Yin's eyes; she knew she was powerless to resist. However, just as she was about to give up, the image of Tang Hao and their newborn child suddenly appeared in her mind.

"No... I can't die!" A strong will to live surged in Ah Yin's heart.

A dazzling blue light erupted from her body, and strands of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground once more, attempting to break free of the killing formation's restraints.

The immortal frowned slightly, seemingly surprised by Ah Yin's resistance. His flute playing suddenly changed, and the murderous aura in the cherry blossom forest instantly condensed into a huge sword aura, slashing towards Ah Yin.

"It's over." The immortal's voice was calm and indifferent.

As the immortal's sword energy struck, Ah Yin's body was instantly engulfed by boundless killing intent. Her Blue Silver Grass shattered inch by inch under the sword energy, her life essence forcibly extracted, transforming into wisps of blue light that merged into the immortal's body.

Ah Yin's figure gradually became ethereal, eventually transforming into a weak blue silver grass seedling, lying quietly on the ground. Her breath was extremely faint, as if it would dissipate at any moment, but that tenacious life force allowed her to barely survive.

The immortal looked down at the seedling, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He didn't make another move, but gently waved his hand, and the cherry blossom petals around him slowly fell, gently covering the seedling.

"Since you've survived, then stay here." The immortal's voice remained calm, as if none of this concerned him.

He turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the depths of the cherry blossom grove.

In the cherry blossom grove, only that weak blue silver grass seedling remained, swaying gently in the wind.

……

The figure of the banished immortal appeared before an ancient array. In the center of the array, a faint aura of immortal energy swirled, as if awaiting his return.

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He sat cross-legged, his hands forming a mudra. The Blue Silver Emperor's essence blood within his body began to flow slowly, transforming into streaks of blue light that merged into his meridians. (Not fusion, but rather absorption as a form of energy.)

"The essence blood of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor is indeed extraordinary." The immortal muttered to himself, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and began to circulate the nascent immortal energy within his body, refining the essence blood of the Blue Silver Emperor little by little.

Time flowed slowly, and the immortal's figure was enveloped in a faint blue light. His aura gradually became profound and powerful, as if he had merged with the world around him.

Six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the array in the cherry blossom grove suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light. The figure of the immortal slowly emerged from the light, his aura completely different from six years ago, as if he had been reborn.

In his hand, he held a faint wisp of celestial energy. That celestial energy, like a swimming dragon, coiled around his fingertips, radiating boundless pressure.

"The first strand of immortal energy has finally been cultivated." The immortal's voice carried a hint of joy. His gaze passed through the cherry blossom forest, as if he could see a more distant future.

He glanced down at the celestial energy in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"The path to immortality has finally taken its first step."

The immortal figure slowly disappeared into the cherry blossom forest, leaving only the weak blue silver grass seedling, still swaying gently in the wind.

For six years, Ah Yin's sapling tenaciously grew in the cherry blossom grove. Although most of her life essence had been drained, that last bit of tenacious vitality allowed her to gradually recover. Her Blue Silver Grass leaves became even more azure, and her roots sank deep into the soil.

She knew she couldn't give up yet. Her husband, Tang Hao, and their child were still waiting for her.

"Brother Hao, child... I will definitely return to your side." Ah Yin's voice echoed softly in the cherry blossom forest, carrying a hint of determination and hope.

Outside the cherry blossom grove, the figure of the banished immortal has already faded into the distance.

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PS: The protagonist, an immortal, doesn't cultivate soul power but only immortal energy (he looks down on it).

The limit of immortal energy is set at three levels.

The first wisp of immortal energy: the combat power of a Super Douluo.

The second wisp of immortal energy: God-level combat power.

The third wisp of immortal energy: Ascension to immortality! An instantaneous destruction of a god-king!

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