Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Reincarnation Girl Becomes an Immortal Through a Hundred Refinements (by Yuki)

Xi Heng traveled to the end of a dynasty in another world where there was chaos and devastation, and became a lone girl living in a remote village, going up the mountain to collect herbs for a living.

Although he had the lofty ambition of a time traveler, he fell off a cliff while collecting herbs due to his weak health.

Fortunately, when he was dying, Xi Heng discovered that he had a system that could save and load files.

Once you die in this life, you can bring your own cultivation level and an item back to the time when you traveled through time and start everything over again!

In the cycle of time, a broken mirror can be mended, and people can meet again after a long separation!

In his second life, Xi Heng sought medical treatment and medicine to cure his chronic illness.

In the third generation, Xi Heng achieved martial arts and killed King Liao.

In the fourth life, he is the supreme master of martial arts, unrivaled in the world!

After a long time, Xi Heng searched through various legends of gods and immortals, and finally found the trace of immortals, but was told that the way of heaven had collapsed and the road to immortality was full of thorns.

But no matter how difficult the path to immortality is, as long as she can reincarnate for a hundred times, she will surely be able to attain true immortality in her mortal body!

Volume One

Chapter 1: The Reincarnated Girl

Da Zhao, at the foot of Yaowang Mountain, Kangcao Pavilion.

Amidst the faint aroma of herbs, Xi Heng, with his hair casually loose, stood behind the counter, facing the neatly arranged drawers on the wall, staring at the prescription in his hand with a dark expression.

“Raw black rhinoceros...raw hawksbill turtle...amber...how could a doorman possibly have that?” she clicked her tongue.

Today, a young lady from some great city, accompanied by her maid, came to this remote little village to get medicine.

The prescription that was handed over listed rare medicinal herbs, which even the largest pharmacies in the city might not always have in stock.

When the maid showed the prescription, she repeatedly emphasized that it had to be of the highest quality.

The small village pharmacy where Xi Heng worked only had some common medicinal herbs that could replenish qi, clear heat, dispel cold, stop bleeding, and expel parasites.

“There’s no such thing as top-grade medicine…” Xi Heng shook his head, turned to the maid waiting in front of the counter and said, “Most of the ingredients on the prescription are not available in our shop. We can only get some common auxiliary medicines, cough cough…”

"Oh." The little maid with her hair in a bun didn't seem surprised.

"……cough."

When Xi Heng coughed due to chest discomfort, the young lady standing to the side, dressed in exquisite brocade and wearing a veil, also covered her mouth and coughed lightly.

Xi Heng glanced at the man, then silently turned around and grabbed the medicinal herbs.

"Six qian of Albizia bark... jujube seeds..." Xi Heng opened the drawer, grabbed a small handful to weigh, then turned around and took out a piece of straw paper from the counter to wrap it.

While folding paper, I suddenly felt a daze, my fingers trembled, and my normally functioning mind suddenly went blank.

Xi Heng's vision went black, and countless dense starlight peeked through the blackness. Then, he lost all strength.

With a crash, like a pile of firewood collapsing, the girl collapsed to the ground on her side.

"..."

like a statue.

The young maidservant waiting to collect the medicinal herbs blinked, and after a long moment of stunned silence, turned to the girl in white who was already sitting on the wooden chair and said:

"Miss, this person suddenly collapsed..."

The maid turned her head and said, "Could there be something wrong with the medicine here? Shall we go to another place?"

The young woman stood up weakly from her chair and looked over, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, this person is ill."

"How did you figure that out, Miss?"

“Her illness seems similar to mine.” The woman in white got up and walked slowly. Although she was frail, her gait and demeanor always maintained a sense of fluidity.

She bypassed the counter filled with the smell of medicine, came to the back, and saw the girl lying down. She reached out and touched the girl's eyebrows first, then grabbed her limp wrist, then touched her abdomen and pressed it, before moving her hand upwards.

"This person is quite good-looking, but unfortunately her chest is a bit too flat."

"Miss, are you really here for a medical consultation?"

"Who are you calling flat-chested!" Xi Heng suddenly regained consciousness. Before even opening his eyes, he slapped away the other person's right hand that had touched him.

The so-called young lady smiled slightly and said to Xi Heng, who had just woken up, "My name is Hong Ji. Have you heard of me?"

"No." Xi Heng pressed his temples, his consciousness gradually returning as the pain subsided. He began to shoo people away: "This is a restricted area, please leave, sir."

Seeing that the other person was so calm after waking up from unconsciousness, Hongji asked, "Are you aware of your symptoms?"

Xi Heng slowly stood up, without answering the other person.

She was well aware of her illness and had already devised a solution.

"Your complexion is pale, and you move listlessly." The young lady from the noble family was dissatisfied with Xi Heng's silence and asked, "Do you have any sharp pain near your navel or in your chest and ribs?"

Xi Heng nodded casually.

“This is caused by deficiency of both qi and blood, blockage of meridians, and imbalance of life, and you are already in the late stage, so there is no cure,” Hongji said.

"You know quite a lot." Xi Heng glanced at the other person.

“If you don’t find a good medicine to alleviate this, you will have less than a month to live.” The other party stared at Xi Heng’s expression and spoke carefully.

Xi Heng replied, "Not January, at most seven days."

"How can you remain so calm when you know all this?" Hongji's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"It's just death, who in this world doesn't die?" Xi Heng would never reveal his secret to anyone.

"Do you really think so?"

"really."

“Alright.” Hongji’s tone was firm. After clearing her throat twice, she turned to her maid and said, “Yu’er, go to the carriage and take out a Turbidity Elixir to give to this person.”

"Precious pill? Miss, this..." The maid didn't move. Those were the precious pills that the young lady used to prolong her life, and there were only a few in total.

"Go get it quickly." The other person waved his hand.

After a moment's hesitation, the maid slowly left the pharmacy and soon returned with a square treasure box wrapped in red cloth.

Hongji took it from the maid and slammed it onto the counter: "Our illnesses are similar, and it is rare for us to meet. This is the Turbidity Elixir, which can replenish blood and qi, clear the meridians and open the orifices, enough to extend your life by seven days."

"Oh?" Xi Heng became interested, casually untied the red cloth and opened the box, only to find that it contained only a smooth, reflective, pure black pill.

"Hey, hey, don't open it! The medicine's effects need to be sealed off!" the maid said anxiously.

"Thank you, fellow patient." Xi Heng did not refuse and directly accepted the money.

However, she doesn't plan to eat it.

“Fellow patient, ah.” Hongji shook her head: “No need to thank me. Our symptoms are similar, but we can face death so naturally. Perhaps it is fate that I met you today. I am comforted by you.”

"Sigh, if I had persisted for a few more months when I was learning martial arts back then, maybe..." She sighed, her words trailing off.

"Let's go, Yu'er." Then, she waved to her maid and left the pharmacy.

"..." Xi Heng watched the person walk away quietly, then glanced at the table where the medicinal herbs had just been wrapped in straw paper.

"I haven't gotten the herbs yet..." she muttered, shaking her head as she sat down on a chair behind the counter.

Xi Heng's seemingly carefree attitude actually stems from his knowledge of what will happen after he dies.

She had died once before—on Yaowang Mountain, west of the village, from falling off a cliff.

At that time, in order to pick a large Ganoderma lucidum growing in the middle of the cliff, she relied on her thin and slender body to walk along the edge of the cliff, but halfway there she stepped on a piece of rock that looked very hard and broke, lost her balance and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"It looked so sturdy." Recalling the past, Xi Heng subconsciously muttered to himself.

He lost consciousness the moment he fell, but then strangely found that he still had his sight.

The words "[Load Save]" glowed blue and floated in front of me.

She touched it instinctively, and in the blink of an eye, she was back at the beginning of her journey.

In this life, Xi Heng no longer went up the mountain to collect herbs. Instead, relying on his literacy and numeracy skills, which were quite rare in the village, he took on the job of dispensing medicine and keeping accounts in the pharmacy.

During this time, Xi Heng also tried to cure the chronic illness that was making him increasingly weak.

If it weren't for this wretched illness, I might not have fallen off the cliff and died.

However, by the time they finally consulted various doctors and learned the true nature of their illness, it was already too late for treatment.

For an ordinary person, this might lead to considerable despair.

But Xi Heng is different; she has a chance to start over.

Although it's too late in this life, as long as you can reload your save file after death and take preventative measures before the illness progresses to such a severe state in the next life, you can mitigate the impact.

The cause of her chronic illness was simply that her frail body could not support her mental activity, resulting in a weak and sickly constitution. She was so weak that even a short exposure to a cool breeze could cause her to catch a cold.

The body becomes increasingly weak and unable to supply the mind, which in turn further burdens the body.

This vicious cycle continues until the body is worn down.

According to those doctors' pedantic explanations, it's a case of a strong spirit but a weak body, an imbalance of life and death, a disharmony of yin and yang... or sayings like "extreme intelligence inevitably leads to harm" or "heaven is jealous of talent."

It's like installing the latest system on an old phone, only to find it becomes even more laggy and unusable.

Her body and mind were also in this contradictory relationship, and over time she naturally became sick and weak.

The solution is actually quite simple: just strengthen your body and use medication to replenish your deficiencies.

Unfortunately, given how advanced her condition has become, let alone exercising, even a short jog of a few dozen steps might cause Xi Heng to suddenly faint and become unable to get up again.

"Cough cough..." Xi Heng coughed lightly, covering his mouth, and glanced at the blood he coughed up on his hand, not caring at all.

According to the doctor, there are actually many people in the world who are physically weak but mentally strong, but it is quite rare to see someone as severely affected as her.

Ordinary exercise and supplements are not very effective; at most, they can only prolong life.

To achieve a complete cure, one must practice martial arts until one reaches a high level of proficiency, mastering and unifying one's own blood, qi, and strength, so that the blood and qi are harmonized, the meridians are unblocked, and the body can be stable and orderly.

Therefore, the first thing Xi Heng needs to do in his next life is to find a martial arts school to learn martial arts.

In this world, martial artists can sense and control their internal energy while honing their techniques, cultivating their internal energy and external strength. The strongest among them can defeat a thousand troops single-handedly.

Even a martial artist who has only just begun to perceive and utilize blood energy and strength can easily defeat a dozen or so young and strong men.

As Xi Heng pondered these thoughts, he clenched his frail right hand.

She might not even be able to beat a duck now. It's hard to imagine how strong her body must be to be able to take on more than a dozen people.

I wish my frail body could become like that.

Xi Heng sat on the wooden chair, quietly imagining her next life in her heart, humming some songs that only she knew in this world.

……

Six days later, Xi Heng sat behind the counter of the pharmacy as usual, idly flipping through the medicine books in the store. On the surface, he still had a natural and cheerful appearance, and occasionally played with the round jade pendant hanging from his waist.

The next moment, the girl covered her mouth and coughed lightly. She pulled her hand away to look, only to find that there was several times more blood in her palm than before.

After watching for a few seconds, my consciousness became increasingly hazy.

When Xi Heng woke up again, he found himself in a dark space with many square, bright characters in front of him.

The words "Read Save" are very prominent in the very center.

This time, Xi Heng didn't directly touch Du Dang, but instead turned his gaze to another, smaller pile of text on the side.

Name: Zhao Xiheng

Realm: Mortal

Biological age: 19/19

Mental age: 21/935

Save opportunities: 0

Note: You will get one save opportunity when your realm is upgraded.

Before loading your save file, you can choose to keep one item you owned in your previous life, as well as your current cultivation level.

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