Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The ghostly figure snorted coldly and immediately rushed forward, causing the ground to tremble continuously.

Once it reached a certain distance, it stomped on the ground and twisted the ghostly figure into a tiger shape in mid-air before pouncing.

It leaped across the 100-meter distance in one bound, and the eerie tiger roar emanated an inexplicably powerful aura, making people instinctively feel terrified.

"Is there a psychological attack hidden in the voice...?"

Xi Heng used his sword heart to block the influence of the howling sound. Instead of retreating, he twirled his sword and took a step to fly up, also rushing towards the tiger-shaped demon on the high ground.

Seeing this, the ghostly figure's claws grew even longer, leaving black streaks in the air as it slashed straight at Xi Heng.

The black mark was about to hit, and the girl swung her blade.

The white demons and black marks are intertwined and mixed together, twisting and turning in their flickering moments to create a bizarre and complex black-and-white scene.

The tiny human figure and the enormous ghostly figure passed each other, just like a cannonball passing through a human body, directly crushing one of the giant ghostly figures' broad shoulders into pieces.

The black energy that burst forth from its origin surged forth like a water balloon being punctured.

As a result, the tiger-shaped ghost body gradually shrank like a hot air balloon, reducing its height by one-fifth in a short period of time.

After one attack, Xi Heng did not stop and land. Instead, he used the Light Swallow spell again, activated his Dan Jin lightness skill, stepped on the air, turned around and slashed his sword backward.

Instantly, an even more powerful white sword aura, like a massive flood or ferocious beast, surged forth from beneath the azure blade.

A violent aura, carrying a fierce killing intent, enveloped the enemy's entire body.

The Sword Heart Domain expanded by a hundred meters, firmly locking down the ghosts in the air.

This left him motionless, as if struck by a mental attack, frozen in place.

The girl let out a soft cry, and the howling white waves of energy condensed into dozens of conspicuous straight sword energies that slashed away at the ghosts and monsters.

They advanced in a straight line, forming a thorny net, slicing the monster's body into hundreds of small pieces.

The sword mark fell, and the white demon dissipated.

As Xi Heng fell back to the ground due to inertia, the ghost that had originally solidified into a physical form dissipated into dozens of black mist fragments of different shapes after the sword's momentum swept past.

Whether it was due to the power of the sword or the overwhelming destructive force, the demon lost consciousness and dissipated into drifting black mist.

The girl turned around, saw it, and shook her head:

"Tsk, I thought we could actually exchange a few blows... but it's nothing special."

She only used a fraction of her strength, and the enemy was reduced to dust; it was truly boring.

In the end, only an unbelievable low howl escaped from the ghost's mouth before it vanished without a trace.

Xi Heng casually raised his hand and touched his brow, using the spiritual vision spell he had recently learned. Seeing that there was no more spiritual energy or resentment swirling around him, he relaxed his mind and also reduced the area of ​​his sword energy.

The battle had been too short; the sun's position had not yet changed.

The dim, yellowish light shone on the giant tree, which had lost its dark color, revealing the mottled patterns on its surface.

Beneath the trees, a girl with strands of hair shining through gazed at Xi Heng.

Her white robe, embroidered with gold patterns, fluttered lightly, her braided hair swayed slightly as it fell over her shoulders, and her right hand gently draped her left arm over her shoulder. For some reason, she always seemed to exude a sense of weakness.

"You're very strong... Zhao Xiheng." This was the first time Yin Wanluan had ever spoken her name.

"Just call me Xi Heng."

The girl flicked her sword, casually tossing aside the gleaming blade, and used a sword-drawing technique to make it automatically return to its sheath.

"It seems I don't need to worry about your safety. Although you are only at the third level of Qi Refining, you may be stronger than me..."

"No, I don't think so," the girl said modestly.

If she were to transform into a true dragon regardless of the cost, there would be very few people in Hellfire who could rival her.

However, if he only maintains human form, his overall strength is probably only at the mid-to-late stage of Foundation Establishment.

In my previous life, I was able to defeat a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment single-handedly because I took advantage of a sneak attack.

The enemy was a group of array masters and talisman masters with relatively weak frontal combat power, and they were in a state of limbo, lacking consciousness and fighting only on instinct... This is why Xi Heng was able to win easily.

“I was just thinking…” Yin Wanluan stared intently at Xi Heng’s appearance with her pale golden eyes and said softly, “If you die today, take your body to the underground and revive it using the secret method of our Youxu Sect.”

"Can it be resurrected? That's amazing..." Xi Heng tilted his head.

Yin Wanluan smiled faintly for half a second, then her expression calmed down again.

A spiritual light flickered around her, causing her white robe to slowly fade, or rather, turn blackish-gray.

The delicate fabric, as if soaked in black and gray paint, was covered in black from bottom to top, and even the gold patterns on it turned red.

At the same time, the other person released their right hand and extended it slightly forward.

He added, "What you should pay attention to is the three characters 'Youxu Gate' at the end."

Her tone returned to its usual calm:

"I brought you to the outside world, though it was to resolve the chaos of the mortal realm, but I also couldn't help but want to test and examine you..."

The sudden change in the other party's attitude made Xi Heng slightly guess what the other party was about to say: "I have something to ask you, and your answer will determine what happens between us in the future."

"Hmm," Xi Heng replied.

Do you believe that all people in this world should be equal?

"This..." the girl thought for a moment.

The other person added: "'Human' includes cultivators, ordinary people, you and me, and those slaves and exiles in the outside world who are not called human... Tell me, should all these countless beings be equal?"

"At the moment, that's not the case at all," Xi Heng replied.

“That’s right, everything is different… Just as those who cultivate the Tao are superior to humans, the wealthy in the mortal world can easily set so-called standards of ‘humanity’ by enslaving the poor, depriving some people of their rights and qualifications as ‘human beings’…”

She said it calmly:

"Just like us cultivators, for the sake of our own cultivation environment, we wantonly take the lives of ordinary people, raising them like livestock, giving them a stable environment to grow and reproduce, vainly hoping to offset our own evil karma..."

Unexpectedly, the other party posed another question: "Do you think these things should have existed in the first place?"

Xi Heng shook his head.

"I also think it's not like that. The world today is so twisted and bizarre that it's depressing and nauseating."

Her tone became somewhat cold:

"Whether it is the most ordinary and simple mortal or someone like me who benefits from this, we are all actually imprisoned in this distorted framework. There is an order in this world that is difficult to see through, which is forcing all beings to stabilize this error."

"That is... wrong."

"Although people in the world are not actually equal, it is right for them to all move towards equality."

Yin Wanluan took a deep breath and said to Xi Heng:

“I want to destroy these mistakes, shatter this order that prevents people from being human, and break the shackles that bind all beings. I want to... live a little freer.”

"..." The white-haired girl listened in silence.

"Like a madman, right?"

The other person let out a faint laugh, then shifted their gaze from Xi Heng to the distant sunset, and said:

“You may think that I spoke these words because I was disturbed by the resentment just now, which affected my mind, but that is not the case... These are things that I have been thinking about ever since I learned the significance of my identity as the Holy Maiden of the Pure Fire Cult.”

"No." The girl denied the other's guess and replied, "I just haven't heard such normal words in a long time, so I was stunned for a moment."

"Huh?" Yin Wanluan looked puzzled.

"You're saying this is normal?"

"Hmm," Xi Heng said.

"It's perfectly normal. It's just that the world itself isn't very normal, which makes you seem special and unique."

After a moment of silence, the other person asked, "Then... do you think such a 'normal' world exists in the vast universe?"

"Of course it exists," the girl said.

"As mistakes cause more and more pain, more and more people like you will wake up and see that some things that have always existed are wrong and should be abandoned. They will take action to destroy the old and build the new."

“…” Yin Wanluan was stunned for a long time.

After half a minute, he slowly said:

"As expected of someone from another realm. I was wrong to try to win you over with words of persuasion to the people of this world."

"It's just that I'm a bit special; not all people from other realms are like me," Xi Heng said, shrugging.

Whether it was her words or her actions, Yin Wanluan chuckled softly.

After covering her mouth and laughing, she coughed twice to regain her composure, then extended her right hand slightly towards Xi Heng and slowly said:

"Then, would you like to join the Netherworld Sect?"

"Join me in destroying all these mistakes and restoring the world to its rightful state."

"Hmm..." The girl fell into thought.

In fact, Xi Heng had thought about this question before when he was cultivating in the courtyard.

In her previous life, she knew that Yin Wanluan was not only the Holy Maiden of the Pure Fire Sect, but also the Holy Maiden of the Youxu Sect, an underground organization that resisted Pure Fire.

It's just unknown whether the other party has any contact with the Youxu Sect at this time.

And from the current perspective, it is clear that there is.

Xi Heng himself hasn't decided whether he wants to join or not.

After all, the main purpose of the Netherworld Sect was to extinguish the Pure Fire, but she didn't intend to extinguish it so quickly—she would wait until she had established her foundation.

Furthermore, if outsiders were to discover her identity as a member of the Netherworld Sect using mysterious magic, she would no longer be able to cultivate peacefully in the Hellfire.

“Um…” Xi Heng blinked and made an excuse:

"I've gone through so many hardships to get to the Fire Hell, and for now I just want to cultivate in a safe place for a while... At least wait until I've cultivated to a certain level before making any decisions, okay?"

Her answer was rather vague.

"According to the offerings of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Youxu Sect can provide five hundred spirit stones as a salary each year."

The other party proposed: "Furthermore, the sect has various pill formulas, pill furnaces, and casting platforms that can be used freely. The sect has also collected a lot of rare materials and secret books, which can be exchanged for spirit stones and offerings."

"I do." Before the other person could finish speaking, Xi Heng immediately and vaguely agreed without hesitation.

"By the way, you can also ask a formation master to teach you some skills..." Yin Wanluan paused here, blinking as she continued:

"would you like?"

"I couldn't be more willing." The girl nodded repeatedly.

That's five hundred spirit stones! The reward for this mission is only five hundred spirit stones.

Moreover, she received 500 spirit stones without doing anything. Nowhere else in the entire Fire Hell would she, a mere Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator, receive such good treatment.

"And I even came up with so many schemes of coercion and enticement..." Yin Wanluan sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"Any other incentives?" Xi Heng blinked.

If she had known, she would have shown her displeasure and resisted a little longer.

Upon hearing this, the other party inexplicably glanced at Xi Heng's figure.

Then he shook his head and said it was nothing.

The girl pouted, still feeling a little regretful.

Then, Yin Wanluan took out a light blue brocade pouch from his waist and said:

"Among these is a spirit scroll, which is your reward for today's task. You can exchange it directly at the Treasure Pavilion Spirit Stone Manor."

"Okay~" Xi Heng, pouting, reverted to his natural and friendly demeanor.

Upon obtaining the brocade pouch, he reached out and pinched it with his fingers, but it seemed to be empty; he could not touch anything inside.

"Huh?" She subconsciously thought the other person was joking and glanced at them.

Yin Wanluan only said:

"This is a hidden bag, activated by spiritual sense. The space inside is two feet long and two feet wide, and can store some small items... Consider it a gift for your entry into my Netherworld Sect."

"A storage bag?" Xi Heng blinked and saw the other party nod, then used his spiritual sense to peer inside.

There was indeed a space in the bag, but it was too small to fit even a corpse.