Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

One of the blue-green notes, shimmering faintly, drifted toward the bag's opening under the influence of her spiritual energy.

The girl curiously reached out and pinched it; it was indeed a Wanbaoge ticket with a fairly neat appearance.

I thought to myself, it feels quite different from taking something out of the inventory.

“Interesting…” She gently swung the spirit stone ticket in her hand, then used her spiritual sense to put it back into the brocade bag.

The woman in black robes waited quietly for Xi Heng for a moment, then chuckled and said:

"That concludes our agreement. After returning to Hellfire, I will take you to the location of the Netherworld Gate when I have time... Now that our mission in the mortal realm is complete, let's return to Hellfire."

After saying that, she walked forward lightly.

"Um... wait a minute." Xi Heng had a small question.

"What is it?" The other person stopped and turned around.

"I understand the main purpose of the Netherworld Sect, but what actions are they planning to take now, in the near future?"

"Wait for my instructions." Yin Wanluan concealed her thoughts, said with a light laugh, and turned to leave.

"You're not going to instruct me to steal the Pure Fire, are you...?" the girl asked tentatively.

"Hmm? You guessed pretty much right," the other person said.

"..."

"But don't worry, I won't let you take such a life-or-death risk."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true... You receive some special treatment from me." The other person nodded slightly.

"Why?" Xi Heng asked again.

Yin Wanluan gave a faint smile but did not answer.

Two girls, one in front of the other, headed west towards the twilight and left the ruined village.

……

Volume 1: Chapter 188, Cleansing and Tempering

In the blink of an eye, fifty days had passed since Xi Heng and Yin Wanluan completed their mission in the outside world and returned to the Spirit Locking Array.

During this time, she has been taken to the Netherworld Sect base located underground in the Fire Hell several times, where she has met other fellow practitioners in the Netherworld Sect.

However, because the concentration of spiritual energy underground was much thinner than that above ground, Xi Heng did not stay there for long.

After wandering around that familiar funnel-shaped building a few times, I returned to my own courtyard.

During the journey, on the advice of a formation master in the Youxu Sect, she purchased several advanced books on formation techniques for her to study.

Although she has now joined the Youxu Sect, she has not received any missions for a long time and remains leisurely and carefree—and can also receive five hundred spirit stones every year.

During this period of free time, Xi Heng used the abundant resources he had recently acquired to continue his cultivation, climbing towards the fourth level of Qi Refining, which was still a bit far away.

Occasionally, he would visit the commercial street or go to the Youxu Sect to learn about the miscellaneous skills of cultivators, such as array formation and alchemy.

This cycle repeated itself, and several dozen days passed easily.

Soon, it was the two hundredth day since Xi Heng entered the Fire Hell.

……

In spring, fresh white flowers bloom on both sides of the street, and trees wave their newly grown tender branches and leaves, rustling in the breeze.

Today, this wide avenue in the center of Jinghuo Bendu was not as empty and desolate as usual.

Instead, at this moment, cultivators were leading thousands of ordinary pilgrims dressed in white robes along the road in the central city within the Spirit Locking Array.

Xi Heng stood at a distance, observing this scene.

She has only been in Hellfire for two hundred days, and she does not yet need to participate in the sacrifices; she leads the mortals into the purifying fire as a guide.

However, according to the custom in Hellfire, all cultivators, unless they have important business to attend to, must participate in or observe a grand ceremony every five years.

During the grand festival, there is an important rule:

Those who practice the ritual must maintain the stability and perfection of the purification fire ritual and the purification fire itself. If any mistakes or omissions occur, whether intentional or not, they will be punished.

The most severe punishment involves throwing the cultivator into the Pure Fire.

At this moment, a large number of white-robed pilgrims are heading towards the central altar of the Pure Fire Capital.

The Pure Fire Sect is divided into two layers: the outer layer is where ordinary cultivators live, and the inner layer is the headquarters of the Pure Fire Sect that governs this world.

The true form of the Pure Fire resides in the altar at the center of the inner city.

Xi Heng could clearly see that the eyes of those mortals who were crowding together in an orderly manner were all hazy, as if they had lost consciousness or were trapped in a series of illusions.

They repeated their murmured prayers as they moved forward at the command of the priests—looking like a flock of sheep being herded.

Xi Heng pondered silently.

The road people walked on was just a wide road paved with ordinary white flagstones, with light-colored flowers, grasses and trees planted on both sides of the road, nothing special.

I wonder what the beautiful fairyland looks like in the eyes of these mortals who seem to have fallen into an illusion.

Ten minutes later, the crowd that Xi Heng was watching arrived at the square in front of the inner city.

The procession carrying ordinary pilgrims was not limited to the one she approached.

In the vast Baiyu Square, more than a dozen teams of the same size had already gathered, and other teams were slowly arriving.

Tens of thousands of ordinary pilgrims gazed at the altar ahead with hazy eyes, revealing faint smiles, as if they were in a state of joy and happiness.

After a while, all thirty teams of a thousand people were assembled.

Suddenly, a bell rang out from the sacred altar of purification, its sound carrying for thousands of meters.

The three chimes signaled the arrival of noon, and the tightly closed white gate with fire patterns opened, allowing a large number of mortals to enter.

Although the purification fire ritual itself only requires human spirits and bodies, the purification fire altar still holds a series of solemn ceremonies.

After the gates opened, Xi Heng followed the line of cultivators inside, walked along a wide road marked with many fire patterns and decorated with numerous gray and white ornaments, and arrived at the Temple of Heaven, which was entirely constructed of white stone.

The Temple of Heaven is a complete square, with many intricate fire patterns carved on its surface. It is a thousand meters wide at a glance, and many cultivators are standing or sitting around it, but even so, it still appears spacious and vast.

On the white jade altar at the very center, a pure fire body, several times larger than the other regional branches, was burning, and its appearance was no different from the other dazzling white flames.

Four ancient bells resonated in the center of the altar.

With each chime of the bell, the hazy and mesmerizing feeling in the eyes of mortals intensifies, captivating them as they stride forward.

Several thousand Pure Fire Cult practitioners from the Hellfire Sect surrounded the Altar of Heaven.

However, it still cannot compare to the number of pilgrims.

The mortals slowly walked toward the Pure Fire, and many monks of the Pure Fire Cult recited prayers.

Every word he spoke expressed respect and gratitude to the pilgrims, along with a touch of pity.

To Xi Heng, there was always a sense of greed hidden within the words.

In broad daylight, mortals lined up and entered the purifying fire. Every posture and movement was clearly visible under the radiant light of the fire.

Furthermore, because of her good vantage point, Xi Heng could see the faces of every mortal among them.

Although they all looked blank and confused, there were clearly many differences between them.

It makes one subconsciously wonder what kind of lives they led before arriving at Hellfire and being thrown into the fire.

"They are all human beings," the girl thought silently.

But now, looking at them, they seem like mindless livestock...

The surrounding Fire Hell cultivators were all paying homage to the mortals according to the rules, but in Xi Heng's view, few of these cultivators would regard these pilgrims as human beings.

"Indeed, it should be burned to ashes by the flames of resentment..."

The girl's gaze shifted from the people to the pure fire.

Every time a row of mortals walks in, the purifying fire will suddenly ripple for a moment.

It's like the effect of straw thrown into a flame, burning rapidly.

The girl stared for a long time, and more than half of the mortals had already been thrown into the pure fire.

If flames could burn away ashes and remains, this small, clean fire, only a few meters wide, would surely be filled with human ashes by now.

But in reality, once mortals step inside, they vanish as if they had disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace.

This method of converting spiritual energy is obviously more efficient than the Blood Sea Technique, which leaves behind dried-up corpses.

The Blood Sea Spirit Absorption Technique only absorbs blood, while the Purifying Fire directly burns the entire person to ashes.

"Not only will it burn the physical body, but the human spirit will also be absorbed..." Xi Heng mused.

If this is indeed the case, then the burning of the Pure Fire is indeed a step further than the Blood Sea Great Law, and is also more cruel and vicious.

As time passed, fewer and fewer people went on pilgrimages.

The purifying fire was like a giant beast with an insatiable appetite, constantly devouring them.

Gradually, in Xi Heng's eyes, the entire sacrificial site no longer resembled a ritual, but rather resembled a large assembly line factory... or a slaughterhouse.

Through a series of simple rituals, the raw materials, the 'pilgrims', are gradually transformed into spiritual energy.

Thinking about it this way, mortals really do seem like sheep being herded to slaughter.

Their clothes were also white, matching the flock of sheep.

As Xi Heng was casually lost in thought, he suddenly sensed a familiar presence approaching from his side, accompanied by soft footsteps.

She didn't shift her attention too much, still gazing at the dazzling white flames in the distance, already immersed in the somewhat solemn scene.

The next moment, the girl was patted on the shoulder, causing her to instinctively tremble.

"..."

Turning around, I saw Yin Wanluan, with pale golden hair and pale golden eyes.

Whether in the Pure Fire Sect or the Netherworld Sect, this person was Xi Heng's direct superior.

However, she showed no respect for her superior, only glancing at the delicate hand that patted her right shoulder before turning her gaze to the other person's eyes.

The meaning in his eyes was: 'I've already told you, don't pat me on the shoulder.'

This guy can film anywhere else, even just put his arm around her waist, she probably wouldn't feel any resistance.

Why pat someone on the shoulder?

The girl gave a soft hum.

Yin Wanluan understood her gaze, easily withdrew her right hand, and took another step forward to stand beside Xi Heng.

Looking towards the Pure Fire that had already devoured many mortal cultivators, he spoke using the method of telepathy:

"Though the white pure fire appears noble and dazzling, it is the essence of the sins of hell."

"..."

"This is the target of our Netherworld Sect."

The other party continued, "We need to wait for the right opportunity to seize a small portion of the Pure Fire and find a way to extinguish it... In the meantime, I hope you will improve your strength as soon as possible."

Xi Heng nodded gently; this was exactly what she wanted.

Having witnessed this sacrificial ceremony today, she also had the idea of ​​extinguishing the purifying fire and killing the cultivator.

Even knowing that the Demonic Flame of Resentment would be born eighteen years later and indiscriminately destroy everything, she still wanted to do something.

The purification fire ritual was coming to an end, and as the four ancient bells slowed down, some strange noises gradually disappeared.

After a moment, Yin Wanluan said again:

"Today I can try to help you improve your cultivation efficiency. For example, how about we go back to the Youxu Sect and make some pills?"

Xi Heng thought for a moment, then replied using the Youxu Sect's telepathic technique: "Yes, we did use up all the last batch we refined..."

In the fifty days since returning to the Fire Hell, besides cultivating in her courtyard and strolling through the shopping streets, she has gone to the Netherworld Sect to learn the four arts and miscellaneous skills of cultivators.

Among them, weapon crafting requires years of accumulation to barely produce a finished product, so there is no focus.

As for the art of talismans, she was already proficient in it, having frequently drawn talismans and cast spells in the mortal world. There was no need for her to spend more time improving it in the early stages of Qi cultivation.

The Dao of Formations requires a long period of practice, while the Dao of Alchemy can be directly learned and attempted to be mastered quickly.