Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Xi Heng naturally accepted it and saw that the jade tablet was carved with a strange Buddha statue sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower. The exposed arms and head were bluish-black in color, and the posture was upright.

"Wearing this item will allow you to adjust your aura to the late stage of Qi Refining. After that, come to the Youxu Sect and let me add a layer of secret techniques for you, which can even deceive Foundation Establishment cultivators," Yin Wanluan explained.

Xi Heng didn't think it was necessary; she should be able to reach the late stage of Qi Refining within the next year and a half.

But this magical artifact is quite good... It can change and conceal one's aura, so it must be a treasure.

Upon receiving it, Xi Heng immediately understood how to use it, guided by his spiritual insight.

A spiritual light passed through the jade tablet and surrounded him, gradually concealing his aura.

A moment later, the aura of a powerful figure emanating from her body had completely subsided.

Those whose cultivation level is far higher than hers might be able to discern some clues, but in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, she is probably no different from an ordinary person except for her appearance.

The girl used her inspiration to draw a mirror and looked at herself in it.

Although his appearance hasn't changed much, you can always sense a lot of difference when he tilts his head.

"If I add the art of disguise... I might be able to completely transform into a different person," she thought to herself.

It also allows them to better conceal their identity and do things that aren't exactly aboveboard...

For example, stuff a little bit of resentful fire into each part or even the main body of the pure fire.

The girl naturally accepted the gift and said, "Thank you."

"If I haven't reached the late stage of Qi Refining before the Alliance Conference, I should be able to advance before then," Xi Heng guessed.

"That would be best." Yin Wanluan ranked this as the second most important thing.

As for the first place, the concern is naturally that Xi Heng might lose due to carelessness.

"The items have been handed over. I've been very busy lately, so I'll head back now."

She pointed to the blue-covered book on the table and said, "Even if you are confident that you can succeed, please read this intelligence book a few more times to prepare for the future."

"Oh, alright."

Although the answer sounded serious, Yin Wanluan still felt it was perfunctory... She wondered if it was just her imagination.

After shaking his head, he stood up, bowed slightly, and stepped out of the threshold.

With a wave of Xi Heng's hand, his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

After the other person actually left the courtyard, the girl who remained in the hall was still puzzled:

"Why... are you being so serious today?"

This time, Yin Wanluan didn't mention dual cultivation every few words as she had before, nor did she deliberately try to get closer.

Even when he was sitting next to her, he didn't touch her body.

"Has she reformed...?" Xi Heng blinked his eyelashes. "Or is she just too tired from too many things, or has she stopped thinking about me as time has passed?"

After several guesses, it was difficult to arrive at a definite answer.

Today's Yin Wanluan reminded her of the black-robed woman she met in her previous life who always spoke of serious matters.

The other party's mindset seems to be shifting in that direction as well...

"It's not a bad thing for me either. Never mind, I'll go cultivate."

The white-haired girl stood up gracefully and immediately walked to the storage cabinet next to her, taking out the items she needed for cultivation.

He left the hall and returned to his secluded pavilion.

Humming a song, he activated the spirit-gathering array, sat on the futon waiting for the skylight to close, then swallowed a few pills to ignite the fragrant wood with spiritual energy...

After sitting cross-legged and calming the mind for only a short time, I returned to focused practice.

Sun rises and moon sets, time marches on.

Beyond the spiritual energy barrier created by the spirit-gathering array, the sky constantly changed, and the first snow of the year fell a few days later.

Spring has arrived again in the blink of an eye. The warm wind melts the snowflakes, as if carrying vitality, and also stirs up the tender leaves and buds on the branches.

Rain falls, and flowers and birds return.

Before long, summer arrived, and fireflies, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, drifted slowly over the pond in the courtyard, while the distant chirping of cicadas drifted over.

The autumn wind is chilly, and winter frost covers everything.

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Most people are unaware of what is happening in the outside world.

During her secluded cultivation, her only source of information was the messages transmitted through the Pure Fire Emblem.

These conversations usually consisted of casual chats with Yin Wanluan, or news from the Fire Prison authorities.

Having not left the house for over a year, she felt like she had turned back into a shut-in.

"Speaking of which... cultivators mostly stay at home, right? Aren't they all shut-ins?" Xi Heng muttered to himself during a break in his seclusion.

After casually replenishing his pills, he returned to his original spot to continue cultivating.

It wasn't until a full year and three months later, when he had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, that he finally left the small pavilion.

After that, he began to review information about his opponents in the Alliance Conference, practice new techniques acquired during his advancement to the late stage of Qi Refining, practice combat, and familiarize himself with the coordination between techniques and martial arts...

Three more months passed, and it was time for the clan alliance conference to begin.

Following the invitation, Xi Heng went to Youxu Sect to find Yin Wanluan, demonstrated his current cultivation level, and then went with him to the square altar in the center of Jinghuo Capital where the sect alliance conference was being held.

Many small flags were erected around the altar, some decorated with fire patterns, others bearing the names of the Seven Alliances.

The cultivators, dressed in fire-patterned robes, patrolled the area, and each time they saw Yin Wanluan approaching, they would perform a Daoist salute.

With Xi Heng accompanying the blonde young lady, the road was exceptionally clear.

The closer one gets to the altar, the more figures one sees, some old, some young, some somber, some vibrant.

Almost every glance revealed a group of young people carrying swords and playing zithers, or robust middle-aged body cultivators, along with hunched old men who looked like zombies—all of them were members of the Seven Sects Alliance.

More often, they were fire-wielding cultivators from the Pure Fire Sect, dressed in white robes and uniforms.

"How about it? You must be nervous when you get there?" A voice fell into Xi Heng's ear.

The girl glanced at her and said simply, "Why are you nervous? Even if a thousand ordinary cultivators came to fight me, I could easily defeat them."

"You're just talking big." Yin Wanluan tried to provoke Xi Heng into taking things more seriously: "You've only just entered the late stage of Qi Refining, while there are hundreds of Qi Refining Perfection cultivators here. Even so, you think you can easily win?"

"We can win," Xi Heng said, feigning seriousness.

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Volume 1: Chapter 196 (Chapter 189, Breaking Through Clouds and Mist)

In the center of the fiery hell.

In the vast white stone altar, just as it had been during the past sacrificial ceremonies, a large number of people gathered.

Thousands of Qi Refining cultivators, each with their own unique appearance, posture, temperament, and aura, stood steadily around.

As a kind-looking old monk in white robes announced the start of the Alliance Conference, everyone looked toward the circular training ground in the center of the altar, which was decorated with fire patterns.

The initial competition of the tournament involved the cultivators forming groups of sixty-four and entering the most spacious arena. They would determine their positions according to the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) and compete with their group opponents for the right to continue participating in the tournament.

Xi Heng was not included in the first wave of participants. Now he just quietly watched as each of the first batch of participants had a special spiritual talisman drawn on them by the Foundation Establishment Talisman.

According to Lao Xiu, who previously announced the start of the tournament, in the first stage of the competition, everyone will experience three battles regardless of whether their talismans are damaged or not.

Through repeated drills, the strongest sixty-four people were selected.

Based on previous competition practices, anyone who finishes in the top eight across three rounds will secure a place in the next stage of the competition, reaching the top 64.

Before Xi Heng even took the stage, Yin Wanluan had already set a goal for her in the first stage—to secure a place in the top eight.

However, what she herself thought was vastly different from what the other person had reminded her of...

As the girl pondered, the first group of cultivators had already gathered and, amidst the hoarse voice of the presiding old cultivator and the waving of small flags, declared the start of the battle.

The large bell struck, and the eight drums resounded.

The moment the sound reverberated, many cultivators activated their spiritual energy to create a protective shield for themselves.

A second later, they each cautiously took action.

Following the patterns and experiences they had previously summarized, they did not blindly engage in battle. Instead, they protected themselves first and used their spiritual senses to observe their surrounding opponents, sensing their aura and probing their cultivation levels...

Only when they were certain they could take the position did they cautiously begin operations.

A small number of cultivators will seize the opportunity to join in, first cooperating to eliminate the weak, and then gradually unfolding a struggle between the strong.

Furthermore, the participants were either members of the Pure Fire Cult or members of the Seven Alliance.

There is also an implicit division of power between the two sides, so naturally they will be more willing to help their own side and fight against the enemy.

Looking at the scene of overflowing spiritual light, splashing flames, and strange and wonderful techniques that appeared in the arena from a short distance away, Xi Heng felt it was mediocre.

Even though the battles between cultivators are enhanced with many dazzling special effects, they are essentially no different from encounters between mortals.

At most, it's just that the cultivators have strong observation skills and spiritual awareness, and they cooperate with each other with extra tacit understanding.

"Wasn't it supposed to be a chaotic battle... how did it turn into a stalemate between the two sides?" Xi Heng muttered to himself.

The blonde girl watching the battle with her naturally replied, "I remember the previous divination battle wasn't like this. Many cultivators fought individually... Now, due to the changes in the relationship between the Pure Fire Sect and the Seven Sects Alliance, the conflicts have intensified, which has also affected the Martial Arts Tournament."

"Two teams of similar strength wear each other down until only a few players remain... that kind of match isn't very exciting."

The girl shook her head.

"The current divination formation battle is no match for the chaotic battle of the previous night. Things should change once the sixty-four stronger individuals are determined and one-on-one duels begin," Yin Wanluan advised, having discerned Xi Heng's thoughts.

"With your abilities, you could easily secure a good ranking. How about you try to play it safe?"

The tone was close to gentle persuasion and admonition.

"Don't worry." Xi Heng waved his hand.

Yin Wanluan wasn't sure if what she meant by "feel at ease" was that she would be obedient, or something else... something just didn't feel right.

……

Time passed slowly, and after three rounds of proper divination battles had been conducted below, Xi Heng also stepped onto the field.

First, go to the talisman master to have a talisman inscribed remotely. After going through a series of procedures, you will arrive at the Bagua field, which is isolated from the outside world. You can then casually draw a phoenix-patterned longsword from behind you and stand in your place.

The blonde girl watching from afar looked over and awkwardly made an encouraging gesture.

Xi Heng accepted it indifferently, turning his attention back to the field in front of him.

The other sixty-three opponents were also safely in position.

The members of the Pure Fire Cult and the Seven Gates Alliance dispersed. Generally speaking, after casting the shield spell at the start of a battle, everyone would fight and retreat to reunite with members of the same faction.

After that, they began to exchange spells in a proper and orderly manner.

Anyone who cannot withstand the attack will have their shield and talisman shattered and will be immediately eliminated.

Such a plan, like an assembly line, always made her unwilling to follow it.

Even though she could easily reach the next stage with just a little adjustment, she was unwilling to do so.

Bells rang all around.

thump—

咚、

When the third bell and drum sounded together, the cultivators who were already prepared from all directions nervously pinched their fingers and drew spiritual light, adding a layer of protection to themselves as usual.

But this time was clearly different from before. Before the cultivators had finished drawing the spiritual light in their hands, and before they had moved their fingers much, a ring of sword energy with surging firelight burst out from each of their sides and swept across without warning.

The flames drew a circle, and all twenty-odd people within tens of meters of Xi Heng were engulfed by the flames.

The surging flames drawn by the spiritual light also possess the effects of surging sword energy and sword intent.

Each wisp of sword energy possessed the power equivalent to a strike from the early stage of Foundation Establishment—this was because she had restrained several layers of power.

The arrogant flames continued to surge until they covered half of the training ground before finally stopping their momentum.

Of the ordinary cultivators who didn't have time to dodge, nineteen out of the twenty-odd had their spiritual talismans broken, eliminating them from the competition.

Before anyone in or outside the arena could react, they wondered who could unleash such a massive move in an instant.

Only Yin Wanluan, who was closer to the arena on the side, sighed softly, rubbing his forehead.