Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Outside, the sky was overcast, and inside, a few candles were lit, with a faint light coming from between a few lanterns.

The wooden floor and tabletops were almost dust-free, with peacock feather patterns carved on the tabletops. A waiter handed over the menu, the names of which were all extravagant and elaborate idioms, leaving one wondering what they were.

Xi Heng didn't quite understand the names of the dishes, so he handed the menu to his senior sister and let her make the choices.

"Pearl Delight, Inula Flower Soup, Cherry Wine, Steamed Chestnuts with Sugar, Ginkgo Nuts with Poetry and Etiquette..." The head waitress rattled off several dish names, clearly a regular customer.

The waiter noted down the dishes, bowed, and left.

Before long, a pot of fruit wine in a pink carved porcelain bottle was served.

"Does Senior Sister come here often?" Xi Heng couldn't help but ask.

“In previous years, the elder often brought me here…” Hong Miao’s fingertips lightly touched the table surface: “But now the elder’s teeth are getting worse and worse, so he is no longer able to enjoy these things.”

She turned her gaze back, picked up the wine jug beside her, and changed the subject: "Do you drink?"

"No." Xi Heng hadn't drunk much alcohol.

"Give it a try." Hong Miao didn't care what Xi Heng's answer was, and still poured a glass and pushed it towards her.

Xi Heng picked up the glass, watched the wine sway slightly in the cup, first sniffed it, then took a small sip.

This cherry wine wasn't as strong as I expected; it actually had a pleasantly mellow flavor when paired with the fruit.

Hong Miao poured herself another glass and raised it slightly towards Xi Heng.

The two cups clinked slightly; Xi Heng took a small sip, while the senior sister drank it all in one gulp.

Just then, the waiter brought over a plate of square white pastries from downstairs, wafting the aroma of osmanthus and roasted chestnuts.

The black square plate landed on the wooden tabletop with a clattering sound.

The next instant, a loud crash suddenly came from downstairs—

The half of the tavern's wooden door that was not yet open was suddenly smashed open, the carved window frames shattered continuously, and large and small pieces of wood were scattered on the ground, accompanied by a series of footsteps.

Before Xi Heng could react, Senior Sister Hong Miao in front of him had already turned her head to look down, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Guo Zhengwo, stop running! Hand over your martial arts and I'll spare your life!" A rough male voice roared from downstairs.

Then, the burly man dressed in black, along with a dozen or so figures behind him, entered the restaurant hall, posing as if looking around, ready to make a move at any moment.

Within seconds, they all stared at the gray-robed old man drinking and eating beans at a small table in the corner of the hall.

On the right side of the small table was a straw hat, and on the left side was a sheathed longsword.

The old man seemed oblivious to the surrounding noise, continuing to peel his fennel beans and slowly savor them with fine wine.

The men in black glared angrily and marched in groups toward the old man, each step cracking the wooden planks on the ground with a thunderous roar.

The old man ignored him and finished his drink, continuing to pour himself more wine.

The men in black robes stopped within five steps, not daring to go any further.

Gradually, a slender figure emerged from among them, came to the table opposite the old man in gray, and sat down.

"Great hero, you've been running for so long, and we've been chasing you for so long, we're exhausted." It was a slightly hoarse female voice: "Now that we've found you here, you can't escape even if you had wings. How about we settle things here?"

The old man continued to pour and drink the wine.

"All Huangmei Mountain wants is your unparalleled internal strength. Hand it over, and we'll part ways and go our separate ways."

Seeing that the other party still remained silent, the woman in black placed her arm on the table, leaned forward, and said:

"You are over seventy years old, and your energy and blood have declined. You are no longer in your prime. Even if you are a master of internal energy transformation, at this age you can only unleash two or three moves at most. So what if you can kill one of us with one move? We have ten internal energy cultivators. Once you run out of energy, you will still be dead."

“You are a righteous man, and we do not wish to come to the point where bloodshed is inevitable. How about we compromise? You hand over your martial arts techniques, and we will leave.”

However, the other party still ignored them.

The woman in black gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and suddenly slammed her hand on the wooden table. The loud slap finally drew the attention of the person in front of her, and she said again:

“I know you came to Jinshi City to find a disciple to pass on your skills. Now that we are in Jinshi City, it just so happens that you came to pass on your skills, and I came for the techniques. So, pass them on to me!”

As soon as the loud voice faded, the gray-robed old man stopped what he was doing, slightly raised his eyes, and the sharp light in his pupils fell directly on the other person.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke:

"The so-called cultivation method cannot be forced; it is obtained by those who are destined to receive it."

“This method is destined for me.” The woman in black flicked her finger, and a sharp knife flew out from her sleeve and was smoothly grasped in her hand.

With a swift, fluid motion between her fingers, the blade tip dipped downwards, and she gripped the hilt, thrusting downwards.

A thud was heard, and the sharp knife pierced three inches into the wood.

The blade gleamed coldly, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

On the balcony, Xi Heng, having witnessed this scene, swallowed hard, pointed to the open balcony to the side, and said:

"Senior sister, shouldn't we go somewhere else to eat?"

They didn't encounter any trouble at the martial arts tournament, but this misfortune suddenly happened when they randomly chose a restaurant for lunch.

All the other customers around were trying to slip away as quickly as possible, while only the waiter and the shopkeeper were still in a panic and at a loss.

Hongmiao picked up the wine pot on the table and sighed softly. "It's getting more chaotic every day. Let's go back to the Sword Academy."

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Refining Metal and Stone

Xi Heng casually tossed two pieces of silver onto the table, then followed his senior sister to the balcony. He used his lightness skill to step out of the restaurant, landed, and disappeared into the crowd watching from the courtyard, leaving this overly lively place.

Before they had gone more than a hundred meters, a thunderous sword cry suddenly erupted from inside the restaurant, like raging waves in a storm, accompanied by a series of howls.

A moment later, the thick wooden door of the restaurant suddenly disintegrated and flew out, the wooden planks drawing an arc in the air before slamming to the ground with a loud thud.

Amidst the panic, the crowd dispersed, and then a gray-white figure wearing a straw hat darted out of the restaurant, stepping onto the door panel and using it as a skateboard to speed across the wide streets.

The deafening crashing sounds rang out one after another, causing Xi Heng, who had already moved a hundred meters away, to quicken his pace.

"Chase!" A furious roar came from behind, and more than a dozen men in black used their lightness skills to step on the rooftops and eaves, following closely behind.

As Xi Heng watched the thick door panel slide rapidly towards her, she just remembered that she should dodge when her senior sister Hong Miao suddenly pulled her aside.

The next instant, the gray-clad old man, who had been sliding along the door panel, had already swept past her.

A series of dark figures quickly followed behind, causing chaos and disorder throughout the commercial street.

"Stop!" The patrolling constables shouted repeatedly, but no one paid any attention.

The slender figure among the men in black was the first to catch up with the old man. She stepped onto the sliding door panel, drew her long sword from her waist, and began to fight.

The clanging sounds of the two swords clashing against each other rang out one after another.

The girl subconsciously took a few steps back, her heel hitting the threshold and causing her to lose her balance. Unconsciously, she grabbed onto her senior sister, the only person she could lean on.

Senior Sister Hongmiao maintained her usual steady posture and gently pulled Xi Heng back from his fall.

Amidst the chaos, Xi Heng leaned towards his senior sister and rested his head on her shoulder.

Before she could stop, she put one arm around Senior Sister Hongmiao's waist, finally regaining her footing and letting out a sigh of relief.

In those few brief seconds, the gray-robed elder and the black-clad man had already fled, and the sounds of their swords clashing grew fainter and fainter.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Xi Heng leaned against his Senior Sister and patted his chest.

"No need to thank me," Hong Miao nodded calmly.

"But you don't need to keep holding me like that, do you?"

"Oh, oh." Xi Heng withdrew his right hand and exclaimed, "Is this what a contest between masters looks like? It's truly terrifying."

She rubbed her small hands together; her palms still retained some of her senior's warmth.

"This is nothing. That hero Guo Zhengwo is at the Transformation Realm. One palm strike from him could easily destroy the entire restaurant." Hong Miao shook her head slightly: "Luckily we left early, otherwise we might have been accidentally injured."

"I almost got caught in the crossfire just now too." Xi Heng glanced at his senior sister, then looked around: "By the way, where are we hiding?"

The surrounding layout seemed somewhat familiar.

Then a familiar medicinal scent wafted around my nose.

Xi Heng turned around and saw that behind the counter, a wall was lined with neatly arranged small drawers, each labeled with the name of a different Chinese medicinal herb.

She blinked, and after a few seconds she finally remembered that this was the place where she first sold Ganoderma lucidum in this life.

At that moment, the young apprentice behind the counter was staring blankly at the doorway. When he came to his senses, his first words to Xi Heng were, "Guest, are you here to buy medicinal herbs today as well?"

It's been more than half a year, how can I still remember...?

Xi Heng sighed and didn't answer. He simply took his senior sister's hand and left the large pharmacy.

"Selling medicinal herbs?" Senior Sister heard this clearly and asked thoughtfully.

“I picked up a Ganoderma lucidum on the road and sold it to this pharmacy.”

For reasons unknown, Xi Heng unconsciously began to lie.

"Can we find Ganoderma lucidum?" Hongmiao still looked confused.

"These kinds of things are everywhere."

Once you tell one lie, you need to tell more lies to cover it up.

"Oh, I see..." Hongmiao understood that Xiheng was trying to avoid the topic, so she didn't say anything more.

"Go back quickly. Staying out too long might cause more trouble." Xi Heng was a little nervous after encountering a series of troubles.

Senior Sister Hongmiao nodded in agreement and led Xiheng, who had lost his way, back to the Sword Academy.

They had only walked for a few minutes when, as they turned onto a less crowded street, a figure wearing a straw hat and a robe stained with blood suddenly appeared and blocked their view.

It's unclear whether it was a chance encounter or if the other party was intentionally waiting for it.

Xi Heng paused in his steps.

Immediately afterwards, the slightly hunched swordsman in the straw hat turned around.

Under the dark clouds, this man's mere glance carried an obvious imposing aura, causing Hong Miao to place her hand on the hilt of her sword.

The man remained motionless, simply turning his head to face them.

After five or six seconds, the senior sister consciously moved her hand away and performed a martial arts salute.

"Hello, senior."

The swordsman in the straw hat nodded slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on Xi Heng.

The gaze made the girl even more nervous, and she took a half step back.

"Is Zhao Qianqiu, a descendant of the Bloodline Sword Sect, still alive?" the other person asked in a low voice.

Xi Heng blinked. The other party seemed to be asking him a question—this gray-clad swordsman in front of him seemed to be acquainted with Zhao Qianqiu.

But she herself had never actually met that person.

"I don't know." She shook her head and could only lie, "I haven't seen her in a long time."

"Where is her Blood Sea Technique?" the man asked again in a low voice.

"The Blood Sea Technique?" Senior Sister Hongmiao was the first to respond: "Replying to Senior, we have never heard of these four words."

"In the hands of the Emperor of Great Zhao." Before her senior sister could finish speaking, Xi Heng continued, "He wants to use this to cultivate and become an immortal."

"Attaining immortality... hehehehe." The old man's voice was deep:

"With the collapse of the Heavenly Dao and the severance of the Immortal Path, this realm is devoid of immortals and the Dao. What Dao can he attain? What immortality can he become?"

"It's just another mortal's vain attempt... It's been like this for thousands of years, and now it's just another cycle."

The white-haired old man sighed, then his eyes met those of Xi Heng.

After a moment, he said, "Although you possess spirituality, you are not the sincere and devoted person I am looking for. Farewell."

After saying that, the old man in gray immediately turned and left.

He quickly took a few steps forward and disappeared in a few breaths.

Xi Heng was no longer affected by the other party's intimidating gaze and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is this person again..." She felt that going out today was more tiring than practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard all day.

"This person is a great swordsman who has retired from the martial world for many years. It seems that he came to Jinshi City specifically to find a successor to his martial arts techniques," Senior Sister Hongmiao said, based on what she had heard before.

"You people of the martial arts world, your personalities are all so strange," Xi Heng said, revealing his thoughts.