Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

It feels like just yesterday that another month was almost over.

The seascape outside remains unchanged: when the weather is clear, the wind is gentle and the waves are calm; when the weather is bad, the waves are turbulent.

We've been quite lucky lately. Even when it rains and the wind blows at sea, it only lasts for a day or two, and the storms are much calmer than before, allowing ships to pass through safely.

Every day after waking up and finishing his meal, Xi Heng would close his eyes and practice his moves in his mental space. When he became mentally exhausted, he would leave the cabin to enjoy the sea breeze.

If it's nighttime, I'll lie on the deck and look at the stars for a while.

Right now, she's probably the most indifferent person on the entire ship.

As for the others, their mood grew increasingly heavy.

More than a hundred days have passed since the start of the voyage, yet we still cannot see the so-called other side of the vast sea.

Moreover, after such a long time, even returning home is a luxury.

Even if there is still enough food, the ships will not last much longer.

Everyone wanted to ask the heavens why, after a hundred days of crossing the sea, they still couldn't see the other side.

Xi Heng initially thought that he would be able to cross the sea in a hundred days.

The more she experienced, the more she believed that what the demons had said was true.

No matter how large such ordinary ships are built, they cannot truly cross the vast ocean.

"Even if it were the Pacific Ocean on Earth, after traveling like this for a hundred days, surely we wouldn't be completely without seeing any land, right?"

Xi Heng gazed at the sea from the deck, lost in thought.

"This world is perhaps bigger than I imagined."

"Or perhaps, the geographical divisions here are different from those on Earth." She recalled the word 'realm' that the demon's soul often used when she communicated with it.

"What exactly is a realm? Is every realm as vast as the Chonghai Sea? And... how many realms are there in the world?"

How are the realms arranged? Are they like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle pasted onto this planet, or is the world beneath her feet not actually a planet, but rather a layered cake of overlapping realms?

Or perhaps, the world is like a lush tree canopy with countless branches, each leaf representing a realm.

This is, after all, a world with extraordinary powers, so it's not an exaggeration to imagine it.

"Maybe the world is actually just a giant donut..."

In short, this place seems completely different from the Earth she once lived on.

It's probably impossible to reach another realm with just this kind of wooden boat.

Gazing at the boundless sea, Xi Heng subconsciously thought about his next life.

This life seems to be almost over; let's prepare for the next life and seek immortality through another method.

She muttered to herself:

"Then how shall I obtain that flying boat?"

"If I can't find one, can I build one myself?"

"In that case, we'll need some books about magical artifacts or objects..."

"Are there any such things in the ruins of the vortex after the explosion in the Chonghai cultivation world?"

"The scriptures of cultivators are perhaps extraordinary items, and they won't be damaged even if they fall into the sea..."

Should he venture into the heart of that whirlpool and risk his life? Xi Heng asked himself.

Alternatively, he could continue with his original plan to ascend the throne and send his subordinates to find it.

Launching a nationwide search for immortals might yield unexpected rewards.

Perhaps a flying boat lies hidden or sealed away somewhere within the Great Zhao Kingdom. If we find it, we can sail away from this world...

As the girl's thoughts slowly drifted away, the orange-red hues in the sky faded, and a new moon rose.

The sky turned deep blue, then dimmed.

Gradually, twinkling starlight appeared in the deep black sky.

Xi Heng reached out his hand upwards, as if trying to grasp the stars.

The stars revolve, and the Milky Way flows.

"It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

Xi Heng propped himself up, dusted off his sleeves, ignored the ordinary crew members around him who were staring blankly at him, and returned to his cabin.

She herself was still in a normal state of mind, but the other crew members seemed to be completely broken.

Every day I see the same scenery, do the same things, eat the same food... and I haven't found any hope of finding the legendary land on the other side.

Their souls seemed to have died, leaving only their bodies to endlessly repeat the same tasks.

Xi Heng entered the cabin and opened his own cabin door, only to find it dark and empty.

"Ok?"

She turned around and, as if in a daze, stepped into a sea of ​​flowers.

The bright sunlight shone down, replacing the darkness of night.

Colorful flowers of all sizes covered the gently undulating plain like a carpet.

And she was standing among them.

The sound of a girl's laughter reached my ears.

Xi Heng turned his gaze and saw several petite girls running and jumping in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Illusion?"

"Is the Crimson Goddess finally going to make a move against me? Or is this some other strange phenomenon...?"

She drew her longsword and tried to break free from this illusion by activating its power.

The warm sunlight gradually turned a bit chilly, and the sound of the waves lapping against the shore returned to my ears.

But the scene before her remained motionless, and her vision and half of her hearing were still affected.

"strangeness."

The illusion was probably not created by Chen Fenghuo.

She only needed to activate her sword spirit to defeat her opponent.

The illusions her opponent could cast should not be enough to hinder the operation of her sword heart.

Since the illusion was not created by the other party, it must be located in the sea.

"Is this one of the many illusions at the border of the realm that the demon spoke of?"

Xi Heng lowered his head slightly.

In this illusion, her figure suddenly became petite, like those little girls throwing beanbags at the flowers in the distance.

"Mi Jie! Come join us!"

In the distance, a cheerful-sounding girl waved and called out to her.

Xi Heng paid little attention to it, and quietly examined his own appearance in the illusion.

There was a thin, bloody scratch on her palm, and it was unclear where she had been cut.

"No."

She herself didn't open her mouth, yet she heard the delicate voice of this body say, "I want to go up the mountain again."

"There are no immortals on the mountain anymore, that's all made up!" a voice shouted from afar.

The petite figure stood up: "There are immortals. Didn't that bald monk say I have the aptitude for cultivation? I should go up the mountain."

"I need to go up the mountain..."

As if waking from a dream, the scene of the sea of ​​flowers before my eyes gradually blurred.

A sense of disorientation lingered in his mind. Xi Heng closed his eyes and opened them again, returning to the reality of the ship's cabin.

At this moment, she was holding a sword, standing in front of the open hatch.

"This illusion does seem somewhat real."

If one does not comprehend the sword's heart, one may truly be trapped in it for a considerable period of time.

thump--

The sound of water splashing outside the cabin brought her back to her senses.

The dim, empty cabin was not an illusion; Chen Fenghuo had already left, and no one knew where he had gone.

Because of their previous cooperation, they have regained their equal status and are no longer each other's prisoners.

Xi Heng no longer had a reason to restrain the other party.

Previously, Chen Fenghuo rarely went out.

Normally, at this time of nightfall, the other party should stay obediently in their cabin.

Now, however, it has disappeared.

“She was probably affected by the illusion too… so were the other crew members.” Xi Heng left the cabin and quickly returned to the deck.

She was able to break free from the illusion only because she possessed a sword-like heart.

Her crew also included Chen Fenghuo, but none of them possessed the same level of power as Jianxin to remove the influence.

On the deck, many shipwrights and sailors were wandering around in a daze.

They were muttering incoherent words, as if they were being controlled by something.

Several people came to the ship's side, climbed up, and jumped into the cold, deep sea.

The earlier splashing sound was the sound of a crew member falling into the sea.

Xi Heng acted quickly, not wasting energy rescuing the crew members who had already fallen into the water, but pulling the crew members who had not yet fallen into the sea to the center, and using the ropes that were always on the deck to tie them to the mast.

Lost in the hazy, dazed state of the illusion, the crew members had no strength to break free from their restraints.

Gradually, nearly a hundred crew members on deck were all under Xi Heng's control.

As for the crew members in the lower cabin, they shouldn't have fallen into the sea, so she didn't pay much attention to them.

Immediately, Xi Heng began searching for Chen Fenghuo.

Back in the cabin, I saw a group of people who had already left their cabins, walking slowly and in a daze.

The girl walked through the lingering figures, listening to the various names and titles they spoke.

Gradually, I realized that these people were all in an illusion, playing different roles.

They might be fathers and mothers, children like hers, or even cultivators. Some would even raise their sword fingers and scold demons and monsters, looking quite comical.

"Why would such an illusion exist?" Xi Heng asked himself.

Where does the seascape come from, and why does it appear in such a way?

Are the events in the illusion echoes of the past, or just meaningless fantasies?

She wasn't really sure, so she simply went back to her cabin.

The hatch remained open, and a young girl in a white robe sat before a table bathed in moonlight. Her fingers lightly touched the table, then fell back down. Her hazy eyes gazed at the crescent moon in the sky, and she spoke in a soft voice:

"Senior Sister Mi Jie, are you really going to betray the sect?"

"What...?" Xi Heng sighed, rubbing his forehead.

She had also heard the name the other person mentioned.

"The Crossing Sea Sect has never mistreated Senior Sister. The Elder even said yesterday that he wanted to take her as his personal disciple and groom her as the next sect leader." Chen Fenghu murmured, "Why would Senior Sister do this?"

"Is it that powerful?"

In the hallucination that Xi Heng had just experienced, the person named Mi Jie was just a little girl who was injured while climbing a mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the Mi Jie that Chen Fenghuo had mentioned had become a senior sister in a cultivation sect.

"Heh... Perhaps it is indeed as Senior Sister said, we are nothing more than trapped beasts who have given up the struggle."

“But the path to immortality is blocked, Senior Sister Mi Jie.” Chen Fenghuo turned around and looked at Xi Heng with dim eyes.