Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The next instant, the emperor on the platform burst into laughter again. He exclaimed excitedly:

"Excellent, excellent! Today is truly my auspicious day."

"Quickly, you treacherous officials, get out of my way! Let me see my daughter whom I haven't seen for ten years!"

The officials below all looked back, and upon seeing Xi Heng, they all made way for him, clearing a long path in front of him.

The eunuch closest to the dragon throne bowed his head and said in a shrill voice, "Please, Princess, step forward—"

The flames crackled and popped not far to the right. Xi Heng glanced at the corpses there, sighed softly, and slowly walked towards the front.

She didn't really want to talk to this emperor who looked like a madman.

Xi Heng walked to the front and met its gaze.

Zhao Qianyuan stared at her intently from the dragon throne for a while, and after a moment, nodded slightly:

"Her beauty surpasses that of the past and present, even the lotus flower is ashamed of her jade-like face... She truly is worthy of being my daughter."

This emperor must have really gone mad—Xi Heng knew she wasn't that beautiful.

Furthermore, during their eye contact, Xi Heng vaguely glimpsed a strange and malevolent intent in the other person's eyes.

"Ten years have passed without a trace, yet today we are reunited." The other person's excited expression changed to a sorrowful one: "Ten years apart, where have you been? How have you been?"

Xi Heng treated this question as a formality and casually recounted his previous circumstances.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianyuan sighed repeatedly on the way, and a hint of pity appeared in his gaze as he looked at Xi Heng.

"It's good that you're back," he finally said, then ordered a eunuch to bring him an imperial edict, and with a fine brush in hand, he wrote it down in a flowing, elegant style.

This person wrote the text in one go, producing a magnificent scroll in just one or two minutes, which he then handed to the eunuch below to read aloud.

The gist of the article is that Xi Heng was brought back to the palace, re-established as a legitimate princess, and given a large courtyard called Sijia Palace, along with gold, silver, jewels, and a dozen palace maids...

After the imperial edict was read aloud, the corpse on the right had already been burned to a crisp.

The emperor ordered the court session to end, and Xi Heng, led by a eunuch, left the court in a daze and arrived at the princess palace bestowed upon her by the mad emperor.

After the guards saluted, they opened the palace doors, revealing a dozen or so beautifully dressed palace maids who all performed a curtsy and spoke softly to Xi Heng:

"May the Princess enjoy boundless blessings."

"...Get up." Xi Heng remained silent for a few seconds in the situation before coming to his senses and speaking.

Just a few months ago, she was a pharmacy clerk in a remote village suffering from a terminal illness. Now, she has become a princess of the entire Great Zhao Kingdom.

It must be said that life is unpredictable.

As Xi Heng sighed inwardly, one of the most brightly dressed palace maids stepped forward and took the place of the old eunuch to lead the way for Xi Heng, respectfully introducing the entire Sijia Palace.

As he listened, Xi Heng suddenly asked, "Are there any places to practice martial arts in this compound?"

"Practicing martial arts?" The head palace maid asked in confusion. After a moment, she said, "Your Highness, His Majesty previously decreed that women in the capital are not allowed to practice martial arts."

"..." Xi Heng slowly raised his right hand, placed it on his forehead, and muttered to himself:

"As expected, we came to the wrong place."

"What did the princess say?"

"It's nothing, let's keep going." Xi Heng shook his head.

She planned to find any open space in the courtyard to practice her swordsmanship later.

If even this is not allowed, Xi Heng plans to enjoy the princess's luxurious life for a while, and then escape from the capital after he gets tired of it.

It would be best to escape if possible, but if you can't jump away, you might as well reload the save file on the spot.

"I won't sell jade pendants in my next life, it'll interfere with my martial arts training..." Xi Heng looked at the magnificent courtyard and suddenly had a new idea.

She then interrupted the palace maid's explanation and asked directly, "What is the most valuable thing in this courtyard, preferably something that can be carried around with you?"

The palace maid was speechless for a moment, and a strange look appeared in her eyes as she looked at Xi Heng.

However, she still performed her duties diligently, and after thinking it over carefully, she respectfully answered the princess.

"Sijia Palace has been idle for many years and has no treasures. However, His Majesty has bestowed a box of treasures today. If the Princess wishes to know which item is the most precious, I can tell."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Xi Heng nodded.

"Your Highness need not use honorifics with me. Just give me any orders you may have," the palace maid said.

Xi Heng wasn't used to this difference in status, so he changed the subject: "So, what's your name?"

"My name is Hanyu."

Xi Heng casually said, "Let's keep going."

"Yes."

……

Xi Heng walked around the Sijia Palace and learned the functions of each part.

A moment later, a eunuch brought in gold and silver jewels bestowed by the emperor. Hanyu and a palace maid selected a white jade pendant carved with two cranes flying together from the jewelry box, which was said to be worth thousands of taels of silver.

Xi Heng hung it on his waist for easy carrying.

Soon it was noon, and Xi Heng went to the spacious main hall and sat in the main seat. She saw all kinds of delicacies being brought to the table in front of her by palace maids.

A palace maid played the zither and lute on one side, which, together with the sound of the flute and pipa on the other side, created a very pleasant melody.

In the spacious hall, four or five palace maids, their long sleeves swirling in a gradient of red and white, danced gracefully.

The dance and music complemented each other, and a woman stood beside Xi Heng, holding wine and snacks, waiting for her to enjoy them.

As the music and dance slowed down, palace maids of various appearances approached Xi Heng one after another, bowed respectfully, and introduced themselves.

Xi Heng was not used to this situation and treated it as a formality of a welcoming ceremony, responding to each of them.

During this time, a maid poured Xi Heng a glass of fruit wine, which released a rich floral and fruity aroma.

Xi Heng hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the wine as a sign of acknowledging the kindness of the palace maids.

"Although we are not commoners, this dragon blood and phoenix marrow is too precious..." she thought to herself.

The girl inhaled the aroma of the wine and took a small sip.

She didn't want to drink too much, since drinking alcohol would put a strain on her internal organs.

But gradually, the aroma and sweetness of the wine made her lose herself, and before she knew it, she had drunk a whole glass with the delicacies on the table, and her mind became more and more hazy and swaying.

Amidst the laughter and flattery of the palace maids, after downing the second cup of wine, Xi Heng's consciousness became hazy, and he gradually fainted.

……

When I woke up again, I didn't know how much time had passed, nor where I was.

The damp, heavy, and sweltering air made Xi Heng sweat profusely, which startled him awake.

Mimi opened her eyes and saw that she was surrounded by gray stone slabs, and many candles were arranged on the walls, illuminating the dim space.

The sounds of raging flames and crackling wood echoed in the distance, accompanied by the popping of oil hitting water in a pot, while a strange dripping sound continued nearby.

"..."

Xi Heng felt completely powerless, as if he had suddenly returned to the time before his death in his previous life.

"What's going on..." She tried to turn her head and saw a large cauldron used for refining medicine standing in the center of the stone room, with flames burning continuously beneath it.

Her mind was a bit confused.

Wasn't she already a princess of the Great Zhao, about to enjoy a life of luxury in the palace every day?

How did I end up in this strange place after just a few drinks, falling asleep, and then waking up?

At first she thought it was a dream, but her body's senses clearly told her that the scene before her was real.

Xi Heng felt increasingly weak, and it was difficult to lift his limbs; only his fingers were relatively easy to control.

It felt like being paralyzed by a ghost, with waves of endless fatigue washing over me, making even the slightest movement a luxury.

tick-

There was a dripping sound very close by...

Xi Heng looked toward the source of the sound in confusion and discovered that the incessant dripping sound was coming from under his left wrist.

She struggled to twist her left hand, which had fallen off the edge of the bed, only to find that her wrist was already covered in blood. The dripping sound was her blood!

"Why are you awake?" A sigh filled with disappointment came from the side.

Xi Heng turned her head and saw that the person speaking was the emperor she had seen in the court that morning.

At this moment, however, the other party was not wearing the dark gold dragon robe, but only a blue-green long robe, looking like a wandering Taoist priest.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been suffering from anesthesia all night.

“Poor thing…” Zhao Qianyuan said with a sorrowful expression and pity in his eyes: “If you had died peacefully without knowing anything, you would have been freed.”

"Now, however, I must witness my own demise."

"Madman..." Xi Heng saw that the other party was holding a sharp knife, with many bright red bloodstains on the blade.

"Without madness, there is no life." The emperor placed the sharp knife in his hand on the table beside him, took out an exquisite cup, scooped a cup of blood from the basin, and drank it directly down his throat.

Thick human blood spilled from its lips, dripping onto its blue clothes.

Flames raged behind him, yet he sat down beside the bed where Xi Heng lay, his bloodshot eyes wearily fixed on her face, and slowly spoke to her:

"More than ten years ago, your aunt Zhao Qianqiu shattered my dantian, and as a result, I have been unable to practice martial arts for the rest of my life."

"Later, I heard that there were immortal techniques in the world, which surpassed martial arts and could grant immortality and freedom."

"After I ascended the throne, I sought immortality for more than ten years. Now I understand the principles of the sun and moon, the changes of yin and yang, the harmony of heaven and earth, and the order of the four seasons. I respect the innate and seek merit, and consult the gods and spirits to obtain the method... But heaven does not support me, and the gods and spirits do not respond to me."

"I am the number one person under heaven! If heaven and earth do not agree, I shall walk alone!" He smashed the blood-filled porcelain cup in his hand and wiped the blood from his lips with the long sleeve of his blue robe.

"If Heaven forbids me from seeking immortality, then I will learn demonic arts and walk the demonic path!" He suddenly stood up, his tone resolute: "I desire immortality, I desire to become the only one in the world! Therefore—"

He slammed his fist into the bed with all his might, creating a shockwave.

Xi Heng saw that the wooden board next to the bed did not have a single crack or dent, but the fist that the other party used to smash the bed was already bleeding.

This guy has a high-spirited demeanor, but his strength is actually quite weak...

"Therefore, I have no choice but to use my own blood relatives as offerings to achieve the Blood Sea Great Technique." Zhao Qianyuan's eyes turned fierce and red: "Child, come and help me achieve my goal!"

……

Chapter Twelve, The Assassination of King Liao

Tick.

Thick, dark blood dripped down.

A bright light shone from the blazing fire beneath the medicine cauldron, and the blood reflected a faint glow in the air.

After recounting his grand plan, the mad emperor took out a sharp knife and returned to the heavy medicine cauldron, pouring various kinds of fine medicinal powder into the boiling oil and water inside.

In an instant, the rich aroma of medicine filled the stuffy, dimly lit room.

The pungent smell of the medicine made him cough, and Xi Heng coughed several times in a row.

A few light coughs aggravated her throat muscles, making her more alert.

She moved her wrist a little more, and although she still had difficulty lifting it, she at least had a little more strength.

Looking at his bleeding wrist, Xi Heng was still thinking of ways to survive.

If you have been poisoned or had your acupoints pressed, your meridians may be blocked, making it difficult to move.

Once the meridians are unblocked and some blood and energy are restored, bodily functions should be able to return to normal...

The cut wrist was still bleeding, making the body increasingly weak.

I need to do what I want as soon as possible...

On the far left, the mad emperor was still throwing various medicinal herbs into the oil pot, one pot after another, seemingly without end.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xi Heng bit his tongue, using it to unleash a fraction of his strength. Thinking of the Turbidity-Clearing Pill he had left behind in his previous life, a slightly glowing inventory appeared in the dimly lit area before him.

This pill has the effect of increasing qi and clearing the meridians, which may be of some benefit to the current situation.

She stretched upwards with all her might and managed to grab the pill box. She opened it, took out the dark, shiny pill inside, and slowly moved it upwards.

"How pitiful~"