Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

With every step I take, I recall the moment in my first life when I accidentally crushed a rock, a unique feeling that was enough to take my breath away.

Therefore, we had to be very careful.

"It's even more thrilling than riding a roller coaster before I traveled through time..." Xi Heng took a deep breath as he watched the decaying trees getting closer and closer to him.

The closer she gets, the more careful you need to be.

Before taking each step, lightly tread twice to make sure it won't collapse before actually stepping down.

After a few more minutes, her fingers finally touched the rotten tree trunk, which felt sticky and soft like moss after rain.

In the end, they found a place where they could borrow strength.

She gently squatted down, supporting herself on the tree trunk with her left hand, and pulled a medicine shovel from her waist with her right hand, bringing the sharp end closer and closer to the purple Ganoderma lucidum at the base of the tree trunk.

Xi Heng took a deep breath and subconsciously activated the flow of Qi and blood in his dantian, stabilizing his body, which was trembling slightly due to tension.

Only when she got closer did she realize that the purple Ganoderma was unexpectedly large. The cap of the Ganoderma was about the size of a regular plate, and the root below was as thick as her arm.

Xi Heng pressed the sharp end of the shovel against the root where the Ganoderma lucidum was connected to the rotten wood, and tried to slowly dig it out.

The shovel pressed out dark juice from the Ganoderma lucidum flesh. Xi Heng knew that this would destroy some of the medicinal properties, but there was really no way to dig it out completely at the moment.

"I can only move one hand, as long as I can pick it..." she comforted herself, the shovel already cut in half.

Once he had cut it to almost done, Xi Heng threw down the spatula in his hand, grabbed the snow-white neck of the Ganoderma lucidum, and gently twisted and pulled it upwards.

Like pulling up a mushroom, it comes off easily with a gentle tug.

Having finally caught such a large object, Xi Heng turned around and looked back at the road he had come from; the place where he could stand was pitifully small.

She tucked the Ganoderma lucidum into her clothes and slowly returned.

A few minutes later, Xi Heng hooked one hand onto a rock on the cliff, took a big step, and propelled himself up the cliff, landing back on the ground.

"Phew..." She wiped away non-existent cold sweat, took out the Ganoderma lucidum wrapped in her bosom again, admired its patterns and colors for a few moments, then put it into the basket and wrapped it tightly in a small burlap sack.

Having done all that, the girl patted her chest and sat down on a rock to rest for a while.

"It was a false alarm."

Xi Heng untied the hemp rope tied around her waist. She had managed to collect Ganoderma lucidum this time, and hadn't even used it as a safety rope.

"To be honest, my health is much better than before."

Only then did she realize how much she had improved.

Even now, although I'm so nervous that I'm sweating a little, my breathing and heartbeat are still quite steady.

Even under extreme tension, my body doesn't tremble uncontrollably, nor do I faint from severe mental fluctuations. I feel like some kind of superhero...

After resting for a while, Xi Heng got up again, grabbed the basket, and returned along the same route.

The return journey was steeper than the mountain path we had taken on the way up, and some places that we could have jumped down from on the way up required us to slowly climb up.

The mountain road was treacherous, long, and uneven.

It had already taken half a day to get there, and on the way back, we brought a large Ganoderma lucidum weighing almost ten pounds, so the journey back naturally took even longer.

Gradually, the sun moved to the west, taking on a touch of orange-red, while the eastern sky was tinged with a dark blue, and a pale white moon could be faintly seen.

As the sun set, Xi Heng had only walked halfway.

The sky grew increasingly dark.

"Awooo—" The howling of wolves heard during the day rang out again, this time with more energy and louder than in the early morning.

The sound was closer...

Xi Heng looked at the source of the sound and silently took out the sharp dagger from its wooden sheath at his waist, making full preparations for what to do.

The red glow in the west gradually faded, and the moon hung high in the sky.

Three or four wolf howls rang out from different locations. Xi Heng could already see a gray wolf standing on a high slope in the distance, whistling in the moonlight.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the world suddenly became even darker.

The wolves stopped howling and disappeared into the shadows one by one.

Before long, Xi Heng keenly heard the sound of animals moving about in the bushes beside him, and the branches and leaves rustled.

The sound of continuous footsteps approached, then suddenly disappeared when they were less than twenty meters away from her.

Xi Heng turned around and saw a faint green glow flash and disappear in the bushes.

Holding the sharp blade, she listened carefully to the various sounds around her.

The soil loosened, breaths came in soft gasps, and leaves rustled in the night breeze.

Xi Heng suddenly turned around and saw a wolf, more than half a person's height, appear behind her without her noticing.

The wolf paused, then slowly took half a step back, its eerie green, fluorescent eyes fixed on Xi Heng without blinking.

Its menacing teeth parted slightly, and a low growl, like a human snoring, emanated from its throat, causing its sagging facial muscles to tremble.

Seeing that there was only one wolf, Xi Heng was not afraid at all. He met the wolf's eerie green eyes and tightened his grip on the dagger in his right hand.

Although this wolf has a large frame, it looks very thin.

Gray fur covered the bones, and its four legs were pitifully thin, as if it had never been fed since birth.

Xi Heng believed that he could easily defeat this wolf with just one palm strike.

Therefore, he confidently took a few steps closer to the skinny wolf.

The gray wolf gritted its teeth, drooling and growling menacingly, showing no fear of Xi Heng. In fact, it took a few more steps back.

Suddenly, Xi Heng stomped forward with force, making a loud noise. The gray wolf immediately let out a sharp wail and disappeared into the bushes.

"So weak." She clicked her tongue.

She had been thinking of using the wolf's flesh and blood to test the weak spells in the Blood Sea Technique, but she never expected that the gray wolf would not have the courage to confront her at all.

"Why is there only one?" she asked, looking at the spot where the gray wolf had disappeared. "Aren't wolves supposed to be social animals?"

"That's all."

Xi Heng didn't think much of it and continued walking down the mountain.

During this time, we walked along streams and through forest paths, often hearing rustling sounds. Every few dozen steps, we had to stop, pick up our knives, and look around.

We walked and walked until we reached the foot of the mountain.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight reappeared.

The howls of wolves rang out again, this time the sound was no longer scattered, but echoed from all directions.

The rustling of the surrounding bushes and leaves grew louder and louder, no longer concealed.

Xi Heng felt a little threatened and silently put down the basket he was carrying in his left hand so as not to affect his movements.

Five wolves of varying sizes, but all quite thin, emerged from the bushes and surrounded Xi Heng.

The wolf stopped in its tracks, revealing its sharp teeth, which were stained with blood.

Xi Heng held the blade upside down in front of him, took a deep breath, and was about to break through the encirclement when he suddenly heard the sound of wind behind him.

Without hesitation, she twisted her waist and thrust her right hand and the dagger behind her.

"Woo——"

A sharp, mournful cry rang out as a sharp blade pierced the neck of a wolf that lunged at it, and a line of blood appeared as Xi Heng slid his arm down.

The wolf's abdomen was ripped open, and its moist, fishy-smelling internal organs were squeezed out. A drop of wolf blood splattered on Xi Heng's face, still slightly warm.

The wolf exhaled a few breaths, then collapsed to the ground, convulsing, its blood pooling around it.

The other gray wolves, seeing blood, became aggressive and, instead of retreating, pounced one after another.

Xi Heng's gaze swept across the area in an instant, and his movements were spontaneous, with the Qi and blood in his dantian flowing through his arms and transforming into a force.

With his right hand, he saw the wolf's neck being slashed across, while his left hand casually flicked and slapped it to the side.

A loud drumbeat rang out, followed by two mournful howls. One wolf collapsed to the ground, spitting blood, while the other tumbled to the ground, struggling to get up.

Upon seeing this, the other gray wolves suddenly stopped in their tracks, hesitated for only two or three seconds, and then abruptly turned around and fled in terror.

Xi Heng, who remained where he was, listened to the continuous cries of pain around him. He went over and ended the lives of the gray wolves one by one, then gathered their corpses together.

The blood had seeped into the soil, adding another layer of darkness to the land.

She stretched out her finger and touched the blood-stained soil, slowly drawing a bottle-shaped pattern on the ground.

The wolf's corpse was inside the bottle, its limbs stretched out in all directions, and several swirling patterns were drawn from the ends of its limbs... and then some twisted words that did not resemble characters were written on it.

After finishing, Xi Heng took out the evil magic book from his inventory and compared it with the other items. He nodded after confirming that there were no problems.

Following the instructions in the book, she pinched her fingers and stepped forward, then took some fresh wolf blood and used her fingertips to draw a sharp arrow-shaped pattern on the back of her hand.

"Fuck!" Xi Heng slapped the back of his hand with his fingers.

A blood-red arrow appeared before their eyes, drawing a faint light as it pierced the distant trees.

Looking down at the back of his hand, he saw that the blood-red pattern on it had disappeared.

Looking up at the formation again, the flesh and blood of the entire wolf had withered, like a dried corpse that had been exposed to the sun for two or three days. The other two wolf corpses were also noticeably flatter.

Xi Heng continued to pinch blood and draw a new arrow on the back of his hand, then slowly stepped forward and pinched his fingers.

The two wolf carcasses withered rapidly as if they had been drained of blood, and a strange fluid sensation appeared on the back of her hand.

“The arrow pattern seems to last for a while.” Xi Heng raised his palm to examine it carefully: “The spell is not as bad as I imagined when it is actually used, but I don’t know how long it can last.”

She first lowered her left hand and went to the tree that had been hit by the blood arrow.

A fist-sized hole was drilled into the sturdy tree trunk, and the magic's destructive power was clearly much greater than that of a regular arrow.

Furthermore, wisps of smoke were rising from the blood holes in the tree, and the blood arrows seemed to have a corrosive effect.

"It might be useful as a hidden weapon in battle, but the consumption of such weapons is still a problem..."

She was going to Jinshi City next, where suitable flesh and blood wouldn't be delivered to her door; she would have to pay to buy it.

A pig costs a lot of silver. Instead of using this kind of flesh and blood magic, it's better to buy some real hidden weapons. Hidden weapons can be practiced and used repeatedly, and they are much cheaper.

"Let nature take its course." Xi Heng touched the pattern on the back of his hand, picked up the basket containing the Ganoderma lucidum again, and returned to the foot of the mountain.

Nothing else happened during the journey. As night fell, she returned to the quiet and secluded village at the foot of the mountain and went back to her little hut.

Xi Heng carefully placed the basket on the bed, took off his gear, and lay down to sleep wearing only a blood-stained shirt.

The day was calm and peaceful.

She got up and washed during the day, making herself look clean and radiant. Then, carrying the wooden basket containing the Ganoderma lucidum and her last few taels of silver, she went to the village entrance again and saw the hunchbacked cart driver again.

She repeated her previous actions, and after a midday, she returned to Jinshi City.

This time, there was no need to go to the pawnshop to sell the Ganoderma lucidum. Xi Heng grabbed a random person on the road and asked where the largest pharmacy in the city was, then followed the person's directions.

It took almost half an hour to get from the outer city to the middle city.

Most of the people here are dressed in fine clothes, and carriages can often be seen passing by. Various shops are gathered together, and a casual glance among them will reveal some rare and exquisite items.

Although it wasn't as densely populated and prosperous as the capital, it was at least a small, quiet village.

Along the way, Xi Heng saw many large mansions guarded by servants, with the surname and inscription written in large, flamboyant characters on the gate plaques.

Each mansion occupies a vast area, and its facade alone is far more impressive than that of an ordinary family home.

Along the way, you can see several famous martial arts schools in Jinshi City, and every now and then you can hear shouts or cries of pain.

"Broken Jade Knife, Hongmen Fist, Golden Sand Palm..." The three famous martial arts schools in Jinshi City are several times larger than the Red Thread Sword Academy.

The martial arts school was located near the city's prominent families, suggesting a close relationship between the two.

However, this was irrelevant to Xi Heng. She only glanced at it once more and did not stop walking.

Walk another hundred meters forward, and you will see the Changchun Pharmacy, a tall and elegant building with several floors.

Upon arriving at the destination, Xi Heng walked straight in.

The person fetching the medicine was a child who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Seeing that Xi Heng's attire was out of place with the others, he paused for a moment before asking what kind of medicine he wanted.

"I don't dispense medicine, I sell medicine." She placed the basket on the counter.

"Changchuntang does not accept medicine from outsiders—" The child shook his head but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

“Wild purple Ganoderma lucidum picked from the edge of a cliff,” Xi Heng said, lifting the burlap sack covering the Ganoderma lucidum. “It should be about a hundred years old.”