Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

All the daily necessities stores that used to sell breakfast, food, and clothing were closed, and the streets were chilly with the autumn wind blowing.

The victims instinctively wrapped their clothes tighter around themselves, but since they had all gotten up in the middle of the night, their clothes were mostly thin and cold, and even if they curled up into a ball, they could not keep out the cold.

The fire has been extinguished, and wisps of smoke rise into the sky, as if connecting the human world to the heavens.

Although the flames had been extinguished, all the property had been burned to ashes, and the houses that had sheltered them from the wind and rain were now just ruins.

People gazed at the surrounding ruins of buildings, mostly silent.

Xi Heng walked through this place and then through two alleyways.

Because she carried a sword, she encountered no trouble along the way.

Not long after, they arrived at the martial arts competition again.

Senior Sister Hongmiao did not accompany her today. As the person in charge of the Red Thread Sword Academy, she naturally needed to stay in the academy to handle affairs and sort out the consequences of such a major event happening outside.

Xi Heng entered through the side door and took his seat in the preparation area, just like yesterday.

Looking around, it seems that there are more people attending the martial arts tournament today than yesterday.

The seats for the martial arts school elders in front of the stage were almost full, with many martial artists in various clothes following behind them, serving tea in the rising steam.

Most people looked serious, as if they were facing an important decision.

Some sword-wielding warriors with blue headscarves also took their seats in the audience, accompanied by some men in black robes.

Various figures entered the martial arts arena. Xi Heng observed their postures and movements and realized that almost all of them were martial artists.

They filled the audience seats, whispering amongst themselves, but none of them dared to disturb the silence that enveloped the entire venue.

Xi Heng did a quick count and found that there were nearly a thousand martial artists in the venue, and judging from their posture and physique, they were at least at the Ming Jin level.

"strangeness……"

It seems that most of the martial artists in the entire Jinshi City have gathered here.

Furthermore, the atmosphere today is different from that of yesterday's simple martial arts competition.

The tea served to the elders of various martial arts schools on the stage gradually cooled down, and no one took a sip.

In the back seats, most of the audience members were chatting quietly in small groups.

Only Xi Heng sat alone in the preparation seat, looking around, still somewhat confused about the current situation.

Overnight, the martial arts tournament seemed to have undergone a significant change.

Furthermore, the scene no longer resembles a martial arts competition venue, but rather the setting of a martial arts tournament.

Xi Heng felt a little uneasy. Should he run away first?

Before long, someone went up to the stage. This person was not the host of yesterday's martial arts competition, but Zhang Luoyi, who had previously participated in various martial arts disputes.

"Why is it her again..."

The bad feeling grew stronger.

"They're almost all here."

Zhang Luoyi's voice on stage wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to reach everyone's ears.

"You are all prominent figures in Jinshi City, so I will not waste any more words today."

"Distinguished guests, members of martial arts schools, wandering heroes, and members of various sects around Jinshi City, have come here today in response to our call. Do you wish to join our Huangmei Mountain Army and achieve great martial arts, or do you wish to remain in this city and eke out a living?"

After he finished speaking, no one answered.

Zhang Luoyi continued, "With your strength and skills, wouldn't it be easy for you to achieve any kind of wealth and status in our Hailu region? Why bother being exploited by the imperial court and powerful clans?"

"Don't you all know? Those so-called high-ranking officials and nobles eat the money we earn from teaching martial arts, yet they regard us martial artists as thorns in their side. If we don't offer even a little bit of tribute, they come to dig up old grievances and make new rules, extorting and blackmailing us until they have nothing left. This is like draining the pond to catch all the fish!"

"Some people have hanged themselves or jumped off cliffs because of this, some have been imprisoned, and some have been separated from their wives and children. I'm sure you've all heard about this, and some of you may have even experienced it firsthand."

"In the land of Hailu, martial artists are revered. Once you enter my Huangmei Mountain, all these past grievances will be forgotten!"

The sound was heard, and a martial artist nearby let out a sigh.

Jinsha, the elder in the center of the audience seats, slammed his hand on the table, his voice booming:

"We, the Golden Sand Palm, are loyal to Huangmei Mountain!"

The responses were so crisp and efficient, it was clear that it had been pre-arranged to create a lively atmosphere.

Xi Heng looked around at the increasingly strange atmosphere and thought to himself.

"Good!" came another voice from the other side: "The Three Righteous Spears also follow righteousness!"

"Capture the Swallow Palm!"

……

Since the Jinsha Martial Arts School started, more than a dozen large and small sects in the surrounding area have successively expressed their opinions.

Seeing that the people sitting with him in the preparation area were standing up one after another, Xi Heng moved his own position slightly.

How did the martial arts competition suddenly turn into a righteous uprising... Xi Heng was really puzzled, as she hadn't received any prior notice.

Before long, the calls for righteousness gradually subsided.

Seeing this, Zhang Luoyi added:

"When I killed the official yesterday, I asked him why he had been so relentlessly exploiting our martial arts school and sect, driving us into poverty and destitution. Let's hear what he had to say—"

“That official, who was like a pig, actually said: ‘The sage said, “Without gentlemen, there is no way to govern the savages; without savages, there is no way to support gentlemen. This is a matter of course and has been so since ancient times.’”

“Just because they study literature, they are gentlemen, while we who practice martial arts are savages!” Zhang Luoyi’s voice was loud.

"Everyone has vital energy and blood within their bodies; who can bear to hear such words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark brown cloth bag was suddenly thrown from behind the stage, landing on the martial arts stage where Zhang Luoyi drew his sword and slashed it open.

A flash of cold light appeared, and the contents of the bag rolled out. It was a grayish-blue color, with loose hair and a chubby head.

The head spun around on the ground a few times, and the scattered blood clung to the surface of the fighting platform.

"This man is the city captain of Jinshi City. All the wronged martial artists were imprisoned by him! Our Huangmei Mountain sent men to kill him last night and broke open the prison to release dozens of wronged martial artists! They are here and can testify!"

Zhang Luoyi pointed in one direction, and dozens of people cheered and agreed.

She then said, "I invite you all to come to our land of Hailu in Huangmei Mountain, so that we can launch a counterattack on Jinshi City, kill the corrupt officials, and cut off their heads to hang on the city wall!"

"..."

Many martial arts practitioners in Jinshi City exchanged glances, their eyes revealing hesitation.

Gradually, the elders of the larger martial arts schools sitting at the front table expressed their opinions, and most of them were willing to join the Huangmeishan Army.

Xi Heng, who was standing to the side, already knew that there would be no martial arts tournament today.

This venue was requisitioned by the martial artists of Huangmei Mountain as the location for the Righteousness Conference. They gathered most of the martial artists from Jinshi City, but excluded the Red Thread Sword Academy.

So much so that Xi Heng ended up here again without knowing why, and ended up watching this uprising gathering.

She sighed softly, rubbing her forehead. Why did she always end up in the wrong place?

Could it be that I have some strange physical condition...?

The girl sitting in the corner looked around, trying to find a chance to leave.

However, the entire Congress is now permeated with a religious-like fervor and solemnity, and it seems that any slightly unusual action will attract attention.

She could only sneak away at the right moment.

Just as I was planning how to escape, a soft hissing sound suddenly reached my ears.

Xi Heng was drawn to the strange sound and turned to look, only to see an ordinary-looking martial artist throwing something into the air—

A round, brownish-gray object soared high into the sky, attracting the attention of many.

A mere second later, the force of the throw was exhausted, and the brown object remained suspended in mid-air.

The next instant, it suddenly exploded in the sky, bursting into colorful and dazzling fireworks.

"boom--"

The deafening sound of firecrackers sent a shiver down the girl's spine.

Is this the time to celebrate? Why are we setting off fireworks?

Just as Xi Heng remembered something, shouts and battle cries, like those of a military formation, immediately rang out from all directions.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief!"

"The government is killing bandits and suppressing thieves! Bystanders, disperse!"

The outside noise was like a thousand troops charging at once, causing great anxiety.

"There's a traitor?!" The martial artists suddenly panicked.

"Don't panic!" Zhang Luoyi, who was standing in the center, shouted after a moment of stunned silence, "There aren't many soldiers left in Jinshi City! Most of the city's guards and constables were killed or wounded in last night's fire! They're just bluffing!"

But amidst the clamor of charges coming from all directions, no one listened to her words anymore.

Chaos erupted instantly. A martial artist used his lightness skill to leap up and look outside, then cried out in panic, "There are soldiers everywhere outside! We're surrounded!"

The martial artists all widened their eyes and immediately turned around to question the people from Huangmei Mountain: "You call this not many soldiers?! Go see for yourself!"

"How could this be!" Zhang Luoyi still couldn't believe it. She immediately used her light footwork to leave the arena and looked over the wall to the outside.

But then they saw thousands of soldiers lined up in formation, forming an encirclement, carrying guns and shields, and marching step by step towards the martial arts tournament venue, shouting as they went.

All the officers and soldiers were fully armored and moved in unison. Swordsmen and spearmen advanced in an orderly fashion, followed by archers with swords.

They were like gods descending to earth, previously hidden somewhere, suddenly appearing out of nowhere.

A black and red flag was held high among the officers and soldiers. The flag fluttered in the wind, and the two large characters "Jinshi" were printed on it.

"The garrison of Jinshi City?" Zhang Luoyi stared wide-eyed; she had never heard of this before.

She was initially alarmed and angry, then immediately turned to look at the figures in blue scarves within the martial arts tournament:

"Didn't you people from Tianliang say that the garrison of Jinshi City had all been sent to the south?!"

The martial artists wearing blue headscarves were clearly at a loss and unable to answer.

As the officers and soldiers drew closer, the tightly closed gate was suddenly smashed open, and squads of soldiers in small square formations entered.

Most of the martial artists in the martial arts tournament had not yet returned to Huangmei Mountain, and they immediately fled when they saw the government troops entering.

The rout of these people caused widespread panic. Martial artists have always found it difficult to unite as one, and now, facing imminent disaster, they scattered and fled. Most of the martial artists quickly disappeared from sight.

Zhang Luoyi still wanted to salvage the situation. If the thousands of martial artists with qi and blood here could work together, even if they couldn't fight the government soldiers, they could at least escape in groups.

But no one listened to her cries at this moment; the enemy's shouts drowned out her words, and the warriors quickly disappeared.

"How could this be..." She reached out, trying to stop her.

As the officers and soldiers marched into the front yard of the venue, the martial arts schools and sects that had originally agreed to join forces with the Huangmeishan Army began to flee along with the other martial artists.

In the chaos, only the Huangmei Mountain people who were with her held back the surging government soldiers.

At first, these martial arts masters with the strength of Ming Jin could easily knock several people away, their eyes displaying remarkable courage.

But as the spears surrounded them and the sharp blades kept stabbing at them, drawing blood and even piercing their flesh, they gradually lost their strength and could no longer resist.

"Third Senior Sister! Let's go!" A hand grabbed Zhang Luoyi's arm and dragged her backward.

"I have failed my master, so why don't we fight the soldiers to the death today..." The woman struggled for a moment.

"This is not Third Senior Sister's fault. As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild!"

……

Xi Heng was still on the preparation bench, wondering if he should run away quickly.

She participated in this martial arts tournament for the sake of righteousness. If she continued to stay here as a martial artist, she would definitely be captured by the soldiers... It would be better to take out the jade pendant to prove her identity as a princess.

But even if that happens, I'll still be taken to the capital...

"Should I just run with the other martial artists? But I heard this place is surrounded. I don't know if we can escape..." She stood up and looked in the direction the people were fleeing.

Cries of pain and shouts could be heard from that direction from time to time, as if the martial artists were trying to carve out a path to escape.

While Xi Heng was still hesitating, a murderous aura suddenly came from behind him—

She instinctively turned around and saw a man in tight-fitting clothes holding a sword already drawn, lunging at her.

"What's going on?" Xi Heng was suddenly attacked and instinctively took a step to the side to dodge the thrust.