Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"And protective spells? Treasures?" Xi Heng frowned.

The moment the blade struck, the opponent's constantly shifting finger movements abruptly stopped.

She initially thought it was another spell coming, so she created some distance to block it.

However, nothing changed in the surrounding area.

"Eh?"

Then, the Crimson Goddess, who seemed to be in complete control, suddenly tilted her body.

He pounced and fell to the ground.

"..."

There was silence.

"Huh?" Xi Heng blinked.

Did I win?

She's not serious yet...

Upon closer inspection, the white-robed woman lying on the ground still had her eyes open, but her pupils had lost their luster.

Kenshin —

Although the blade cannot cut through the enemy's layers of protection, the sword's heart can ignore them and pierce directly into the soul.

Just a moment ago, the enemy was clearly confident that he could block Xi Heng's attack. His clenched fingers had already begun to cast new spells, and flying swords were already attacking from behind.

But while she could block the blade, she could not block the sword's heart.

The opponent clearly had no idea what sword heart was and did not include it in the fight.

This single oversight led to their immediate defeat.

Xi Heng never expected that his first battle against a cultivator skilled in magic would end like this.

“Spells are just a kind of power. Although the physical strength and techniques of martial arts are difficult to deal with, a sufficiently pure martial artist’s intent can penetrate protective spells and kill in one blow…” she muttered to herself.

As the Crimson Goddess fell, the flaming flying sword floating in the air also crashed to the ground, and the flames above gradually dissipated.

The two thousand troops led by Chen Fenghuo were also stunned in place.

They were unsure whether to save the fallen goddess or flee immediately.

The Crimson Goddess, whom they believed to be a heavenly messenger, was defeated by demons before their very eyes.

During the collapse of faith, among the thousands of soldiers, not one dared to step forward and provoke the demons.

Most of them were believers in the Pure Brightness Sect and knew deep down that only the messengers of the Pure Fire Bright Lord could defeat the demons.

The Crimson Goddess, a celestial messenger, has already fallen to the demon's sword. What ability do these mortals have to fight against the demon?

Ordinary mortals thought this way, and the martial artists among them dared not make a move.

They knew all too well that the gap between a master of martial arts and an ordinary martial artist was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Not to mention, the demon in front of them was no ordinary martial artist at the Transformation Realm; he also had a considerable reputation in the martial arts world.

If we go forward, we will only face certain death.

Thus, the thousands of soldiers remained motionless, staring blankly as the demons approached the fallen Crimson Goddess step by step.

Then, he lifted his foot and gave it a light kick.

"Is he still alive?" Xi Heng asked.

The woman named Chen Fenghuo in front of them had no injuries, her heart was still beating, and her breathing was normal and even—she was just unconscious with her eyes open.

A person who has fainted will, of course, not respond.

Xi Heng squatted down and patted the other person's rather delicate face.

"I still have questions for you, at least wait until I've finished asking them before you die, okay?"

"..."

"Tsk." Xi Heng shook his head, stood up again, and looked around, saying:

"Is there a doctor here? Come and treat her."

The soldiers of the Jingming Sect dared not say much, and most of them began to slowly retreat.

Naturally, he wouldn't answer her question.

Xi Heng has his own solutions to this situation.

"I asked if there was a doctor here." Her tone became slow and heavy, and she slowly raised the longsword in her right hand, pointing it at the soldiers in front of her.

"If no one answers, I'll ask again and kill one."

Her sword tip paused, pointing at a general in full armor.

Although his clothes were pieced together and had many defects, he was one of the best-equipped figures in the Jingming Sect army.

Xi Heng could no longer suppress his intense killing intent; his eyes sharpened, and his murderous aura unfolded.

The soldier pointed at by the longsword trembled violently, a chill creeping up his spine and across his neck, as if his neck would be severed at any moment.

"Yes! Yes!" The lieutenant, chilled to the bone by the murderous intent, hurriedly shouted:

"Quickly, call the army doctor!"

The messenger immediately shouted "Yes!" and loud orders were relayed. An old woman dressed in a gray-blue dress walked forward shakily, carrying a wooden box.

"Let's treat it." Xi Heng yawned and watched quietly from the side.

"Yes."

After examining the symptoms, the doctor reluctantly prescribed some stimulating powder, diluted it with water, and administered it to the patient. He then tried pressing several acupoints, but all to no avail.

"This...this." Despite having no external injuries, her mind was already scattered; she had never seen such symptoms before.

"Can it be cured?" Xi Heng asked casually.

"I am incompetent, and the goddess may need some time to recuperate." The other person's voice trembled slightly.

"Alright, let's set up tents here and take her to rest." Xi Heng could tell that the group had lost their will to fight, so he followed the situation and asked, "Is there anyone in your Jingming Sect who dares to step forward and fight me?"

The military personnel in the surrounding area looked at each other, not daring to say anything.

"Looks like there's no one left." Xi Heng moved the tip of his sword and pointed. Every time he pointed to a spot, the person there would take a few steps back.

"I will leave you a way out: turn your faith to my Great Dark Heaven Sect. Those who are willing can lay down their weapons and surrender, while those who are unwilling can continue to fight me."

The military leaders were hesitant, looking at each other's attitudes, neither daring to fight nor daring to surrender.

Xi Heng then turned the sword back and pointed it at the deputy general from before:

"You go first. Either draw your sword and fight me, or drop your weapon. You have three seconds."

"three."

As the countdown reached one, an intense killing intent enveloped the opponent's entire body, and the bone-chilling cold made it impossible for him to make up his mind to draw his blade.

Upon hearing the word 'one,' the fear of death instantly overwhelmed his faith. He immediately knelt down, hastily tossing aside the scabbard and blade of his sword, and then shouted:

"I surrender! I surrender to the Great Dark Heaven!"

“That’s right.” Xi Heng lowered the tip of his sword slightly, and, drawing on their religious beliefs, spoke to those who had previously pledged allegiance to him:

"Your doctrine also states that mortals are descendants of the demons of the Great Dark Heaven, and as long as they are willing to submit to the Great Dark Heaven, I will not kill them indiscriminately."

"Thank you, Demon Lord!"

After surrendering, the general, having lost all sense of shame, quickly complied and then turned back to shout to his soldiers:

"Did you hear that? We are all descendants of the Dark Heavenly Demons. What's wrong with surrendering to our demonic ancestors? This is simply recognizing our roots!"

Upon hearing this, most of the soldiers in the rear nodded repeatedly, knelt down, and threw down their weapons, begging only to save their lives.

They were forced to join the Jingming Sect due to oppression from the government, and all they sought was a way to survive.

As long as one is given a way to survive, it doesn't matter whose faith one holds.

However, even in this stronghold of the Jingming Sect, there were still quite a few fanatical followers. Seeing people kneeling on the ground, they could no longer help but rebuke these treacherous people.

They knew that facing the demons would only lead to their deaths, so they dared not step forward, but they were willing to utter a few harsh words.

But as soon as he said that, Xi Heng pointed his sword at him.

The blood-nail sword energy struck a fanatic's head precisely, like a bullet blasting a gash in his forehead, causing him to fall to the ground.

The sheer force of this attack caused those who had hesitated and were not yet kneeling to immediately bend their knees and bow their heads, and it also gave the fanatics the courage to finally draw their swords and attack her.

Over the next few minutes, Xi Heng slowly organized the Jingming Cult followers as if pruning tree branches. After killing nearly a hundred people, once the Jingming Cult's military was stable enough, he sent the Dark Heaven Sect followers who had been staring blankly in the distance to spread the doctrine to the Jingming Cult followers.

She quietly watched the missionary activity from the sidelines. As for the Crimson Goddess who had fainted on the ground, she had been taken to a tent that had been set up on the spot for treatment.

Half a day later, when the preaching outside had almost finished, some news finally came from inside the tent.

After being given a dose of stimulating medication by the physician, King Qingxi of Da Chen and Goddess Chen Fenghuo of Chitian finally regained some consciousness.

However, he still suffered from severe headaches and could not move his body, let alone resist.

"You're awake?" Xi Heng entered the tent and sat down beside the bed, saying:

“Your men have all switched their allegiance to the Great Dark Heaven, and now you are my prisoner as well.”

"..." Chen Fenghuo opened his mouth, a hoarse sound coming from his throat, which was unclear.

"I have some questions for you. If you can answer them well, you may live," Xi Heng said calmly. "Where did you obtain this Blazing Spirit Heavenly Technique, along with spirit stones, a flying sword, and these talismans?"

While the other person was unconscious, she searched their entire body and found a spellbook, as well as five spirit stones and six talismans.

One of the talismans was broken; it was probably this item that blocked her previous attack with the Over-the-Sound Sword.

Furthermore, this person's spirit stone is quite different from her blood spirit stone; it is not blood-colored but bluish-green, and it has no vein-like stripes, making it much purer.

Xi Heng also tried using the Blood Sea Technique with this blue-green spirit stone, and surprisingly it was compatible.

Furthermore, spells cast from such spirit stones are even more powerful.

The spiritual energy within is clearly much purer than that of the Blood Sea Technique.

"..." Chen Fenghuo remained silent for a long time to realize his situation, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke:

"This is what I found under a stone slab in a corner of the cell when I was a maid in a wealthy family. I was imprisoned for secretly opening the granary to help the poor and starving people. I was about to die from hunger and thirst."

"So you're a kind person after all?"

Xi Heng had previously thought that the other party also needed to sacrifice mortal lives to use magic, and that he was at least a heartless person.

"What difference is there between good and evil? In this world, rewards and punishments for good and evil, sensual pleasures, wealth and beautiful women are all false things that can only last for a moment... Only the path of the Great Way is true."

"Now that I'm in your hands, you can kill me or spare me as you please." She sighed.

"However, it seems you also seek the Great Dao, and I can help you with that."

"Help me? How can I help?" Xi Heng squinted.

"I will do everything in my power to find a realm suitable for cultivating immortality and refining qi for us, but there is one condition..."

"what?"

Chen Fenghuo strained to focus his mind and met Xi Heng's gaze, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination, and continued speaking:

"If you do find the Immortal Realm in the future, please release me there."

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Chapter 87, Setting Sail

Three days later, in Pearl City.

Xi Heng has already occupied the main altar of the Jingming Sect in this place, and she has replaced the three characters of Jingming Sect on the gate plaque with the three characters of Dark Heaven that she wrote herself.

Instead of leading her subordinates to smash and burn all the symbols and statues of the Jingming Sect in a whirlwind, she took her time to subtly guide the local people's beliefs towards the Great Dark Heaven Sect.

Today, several missionary teams have been dispatched to various parts of the city.

After being busy with this matter for a while, Xi Heng had some free time today. He returned to his study at the former headquarters of the Jingming Sect and silently began to study the Chitian Goddess's Blazing Spirit Heavenly Law.

When she defeated her opponent earlier, she had only glanced at it casually.

Now is the time to truly begin practicing the above methods.