Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The hideous face of the vengeful ghost twisted his expression, and the Pure Fire Cult Leader convulsed and trembled all over, clearly struggling to resist.

However, after a dozen seconds, his trembling body gradually calmed down, and his distorted expression turned into a deathly stillness.

The cult leader, his body covered in gray and withered black, slowly turned around and faced Xi Heng once more.

At this moment, all that remained in his eyes was hostility, a symbol of death and destruction.

With a raised hand, a dense aura of death condensed into a fierce wind around him, howling towards him.

The great resentment and death energy re-condensed within this person's body, transforming into a new monster.

Xi Heng gradually understood what Yin Wanluan had described back then—what a person who lost consciousness due to being controlled by death energy would look like—and now this Pure Fire Sect Master was exactly that person.

She immediately raised her hand, and a wall of corpses rose up to block her way.

Despite the fierce winds, the wall of corpses remained completely undamaged.

The corpses that made up the wall twisted and separated, turning into zombies and rushing towards the enemy who was controlled by death and resentment.

The opponent was surrounded by intense black flames. He pushed forward with his withered hand, and the black flames erupted, covering an area of ​​dozens of meters in front of him.

The girl retreated and dodged, while simultaneously casting a spell to make more and more corpses stand up and attack the enemy at her command.

The two opposing deathly manifestations clashed, causing numerous corpses to shatter and black flames to spread continuously.

Gradually, a pit was dug in the center of the wasteland of corpses, and it expanded and deepened.

After absorbing the death energy, Xi Heng, being in the death realm, had almost unlimited death energy and a corpse to use.

She is not seriously fighting the new vengeful spirits right now; she is just casually experimenting with the power she has gained.

While we're at it, we'll also dig up the earth and take out the white phoenix feathers from below.

Time lasts.

Xi Heng manipulated a large number of rigid corpses to form a giant, stitched-together monster with many hands, heads, and limbs, which moved like a spider.

A new greatsword made of corpses was formed, which she controlled and wielded continuously, quickly gaining the upper hand in the battle.

However, at the same time, whether due to the influence of death energy or the effects of the Heavenly Demon Transformation, her consciousness began to blur, and the life force she had been protecting in her heart gradually dissipated.

Seeing that he could not survive much longer, Xi Heng added more power of resentful fire to hasten the end of the battle.

A crimson fire fox appeared, rushing towards the new vengeful monster, and after a few bites, it was reduced to several pieces.

"Rest in peace," she said. "I will end all of this."

With a grab of her right hand, the flames of resentment engulfed the enemy's entire body, and the great resentment on that person was also swept into the fire.

At the same time, the large amount of death energy released after the Pure Fire Sect Leader's body collapsed wandered around her.

Xi Heng reached out and touched her, and the new death energy merged with her.

Some inexplicable fragments of memory also flowed in with this deathly aura.

The Lord of the Pure Fire Sect was once a fellow Lord of the Death Realm with her, but now that she has defeated him, the scattered power of the Death Realm has begun to merge into one.

A small portion of the enemy's mind, fused with the death energy, also flowed in, transforming into video-like memory fragments that existed in Xi Heng's mind, waiting to be played.

She glanced at the fragmented memories, then casually saved them and continued with her current task—excavating the origin of the Pure Fire.

Strands of death energy were swiftly sent out from her fingertips, falling like rain into the deep pit.

More and more corpses regained the ability to move and climb out, increasing the depth of the pit to tens of meters.

Slowly, a sliver of white light emerged from the narrow crevice between the corpses.

She used even more strength to remove the obstruction above the white light, and soon a pure white phoenix feather slowly floated up and appeared in her field of vision.

This feather is flawless and pure; just looking at it can purify the soul.

It's as if there's no filth where it exists.

Although... this space has long been filled with filth.

Xi Heng reached out and took it, then gently rubbed the feather between his fingertips to admire it for a moment, feeling that the feather contained an extremely powerful and pure force.

However, her consciousness is gradually fading at the moment, so it is not appropriate to conduct any research on her.

She held only the feather in her hand, gazing at the hill from which Yin Wanluan's aura wafted.

"Speaking of which, Yin Wanluan hasn't called me yet... Is she not feeling well?" She moved closer.

The distance of a few hundred meters can be covered in just a few breaths.

At the top of the hill where Yin Wanluan was located, a ball of white light stood, its appearance hidden from view.

Xi Heng was already in a daze when he walked straight into it.

Their vision was first covered by a white light, and after a moment, the phantom of Yin Wanluan appeared before them.

She knelt in the center of the white light with her eyes closed, her figure transparent, her golden hair falling naturally from both sides of her face, and her loose white robe reaching the ground.

Xi Heng murmured the other person's name aloud, but received no response.

As her life force began to wane, she had no time to think further. She simply sent the white phoenix feather into the other person's outstretched right palm.

As she watched the illusory hand take the phoenix feather and slowly grasp it, she relaxed her body, letting the will to die completely engulf the last wisps of life remaining within her.

The girl's figure leaned forward and fell in front of the phantom image of another blonde woman.

Shortly afterward, I felt a warm, lifting sensation that helped me stand up again.

Consciousness gradually cleared, and vision returned.

The words "load the save file" appeared before my eyes once again.

Xi Heng calmly glanced at the relatively small text on the panel beside him.

Mental age: 81/1772

"Nine years have passed..." she murmured.

The sense of time passing by has become increasingly detached in her eyes; she has truly had little sense of the reality of her nearly ten years of continuous cultivation.

Xi Heng couldn't help but sigh, "This is probably what cultivators are all about."

His gaze shifted to the save menu, where he saved the white phoenix feather he had just acquired.

For some reason, the pattern of this feather on the save screen seems clearer than the other items saved before.

She glanced at it a few more times before turning her attention back to clicking "load save".

Then, as before, they returned to the small wooden house at the foot of Medicine King Mountain, cut some dragon meat for food on the way, and then boarded a flying boat to fly far away to the Fire Hell.

The flying boat traveled at full speed for nearly half a month. During this time, Xi Heng often tried to study the white phoenix feathers, but being alone in the outer void, he still couldn't figure it out. He only knew that its strength was extremely high and that his sword energy could not harm it in the slightest.

At the same time, I also looked at some fragments of the memories of Yin Xuhui, the leader of the Pure Fire Sect, that I had obtained in the Death Realm.

Because the other party's memories were fragmented and broken due to the influence of death energy, the best she could gain was only a few spells and abilities that left a deep impression on the other party.

The most useful technique for Xi Heng is the advanced secret method of Qingyan Gong—which requires him to be in fire and to practice it using a specific method.

The second useful technique was the prerequisite for enabling the Yin family members to enter the Pure Fire and cultivate the Pure Fire Cleansing Technique: the Pure Fire Blessing Technique.

Other secret techniques are also useful, but their application is relatively narrow. Xi Heng only memorized them and will practice them later.

Slowly, the flying boat arrived at the Pure Fire Realm, passing through the realm's rift and approaching the Fire Prison Great Spirit Locking Array.

This time, Xi Heng didn't bother to calculate the flaws in the formation. She simply took out the white phoenix feather from her inventory and touched it to the formation. The Spirit Locking Formation opened a passage for her as if a key had been unlocked.

Xi Heng nodded: "Indeed, as long as you know a little about formations, this thing can be used as a key to a spirit-locking formation."

She even had a vague premonition that this feather could grant her the highest and full authority over the entire Great Spirit Locking Array.

It's not impossible to cancel the Great Spirit Locking Array altogether.

"However, for the sake of the stability of the Fire Hell, it's better to try it later."

She donned a black robe, concealed her form and aura with a shielding talisman, and stepped into the spirit-locking array.

After returning to their previous location, they established a cave dwelling, purchased fasting pills and daily necessities, and began their still long and arduous cultivation journey.

The changes in the outside world were similar to those in his previous life. Xi Heng cultivated for three years and used up all the Bigu Pills before going out for the second time.

He bought several years' worth of fasting pills and was about to return to his cave to continue his cultivation when he suddenly remembered something on the way back.

"I'm not far from the peak of Foundation Establishment, and the False Core is ready for a rapid advancement... Perhaps it's time to take some time to search for news from other realms."

As for where to look first, it was naturally Wanbaoge, which had been decided beforehand.

Xi Heng looked towards the Pure Fire Capital, then turned and flew away.

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Volume 1: Chapter 255, The Golden Signboard

Wanbao Pavilion.

On a light rainy day, fine droplets of water patter against the glazed golden tiles atop the overlapping pavilions and buildings, flowing down the slope into the eaves gutters, and then through the verdant bamboo pipes into the well-designed drainage system of the area.

Beneath the dark clouds, the prayer lanterns floating around the pavilions emitted a faint light, like scattered stars enveloping the magnificent multi-story building complex.

Accompanied by clouds and mist, golden light drifts by.

This place is even more magnificent than the Purifying Fire Hall in the center of the Fire Hell.

The Purification Hall and Altar are rather simple in appearance, making this place look more like a tourist attraction.

"It feels more like the center of hell than the altar..." Xi Heng stood in front of the Wanbaoge headquarters for a while, admiring it. The more he looked, the more he felt that this organization was very wealthy.

It's no wonder that this organization spanned many realms in ancient times; even after the various realms fell apart, it was able to maintain its powerful influence and wealth.

"Perhaps they still maintain contact with Wanbaoge in other realms?" Xi Heng hoped so, and even more so that Wanbaoge still had the business of selling information from other realms.

In that case, she wouldn't need to spend so much time and effort on ordinary matters in other regions.

It would be even better if we could rent a guide to lead her to the outside world.

Xi Heng had already stepped into the main building of the palace in his imagination, and entered without any attempt to conceal himself.

The white robe brushed past the threshold as she walked, and the girl took off her hood, looking at the cultivator in brightly colored robes behind the counter.

This was the person standing behind the counter when I first came here.

"Haven't changed jobs in three years..." Xi Heng casually approached, receiving a respectful address in return.

"Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you. Are you here to purchase a high-level magic weapon, or perhaps to order something else?" The female cultivator at the counter looked up and saw a blue-green light shining beside the door, knowing that the visitor was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and her attitude was quite respectful.

Xi Heng went to the counter, took out two scrolls from his storage ring and placed them on it, while slightly releasing an aura close to the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm.

Directly:

"This is the method of creating a fake pill in the Fiery Hell. I want to use it to exchange for information from other realms."

"Fake alchemy? Peak Foundation Establishment stage..." The Wanbaoge cultivator behind the counter, who was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, was stunned for a moment.

However, having worked here for many years and seen many people, both big and small, she quickly regained her composure after a few seconds and bowed slightly, saying:

"Please take a seat in the hall and wait a moment."

Xi Heng nodded, not even glancing at the fake pill scroll lying on the table, and went directly to a wooden chair to wait quietly.

The female cultivator from Wanbaoge breathed a sigh of relief and took out a communication talisman from the wooden box beside her to report.

A moment later, heavy footsteps echoed from the top of the stairs deep inside the pavilion, as people hurried down.

But the next moment, another figure appeared beside the steps as if teleported, emerging with the fluctuation of spiritual light.

As soon as the man raised his hand slightly, the rounder-looking cultivator behind him immediately stopped and retreated with his hands clasped in respect.

Upon seeing this, the female cultivator by the counter also bowed and said, "Sect Master."

"Hmm." The owner of Wanbao Pavilion, dressed in green with black hair and a beard, nodded, but his gaze did not move an inch, looking directly at Xi Heng, who was sitting naturally on the wooden chair.

He made a slight gesture, and the other cultivators retreated from the hall, leaving it empty.

Xi Heng glanced at him and waited for the other person to approach and speak.

The Master of Wanbao Pavilion appeared to walk slowly, but in reality, he covered dozens of meters in just a few seconds and sat down opposite Xi Heng.

At the same time, two scrolls recording the methods of creating fake elixirs were also moved to the table by Xi Heng using his spiritual light.

The two exchanged a glance, and then the Master of Wanbao Pavilion tentatively asked:

"Young lady, your cultivation is extraordinary. I have never seen you before. May I ask where you came from?"

Xi Heng spoke frankly: "I drifted to this world from another realm, and I will leave soon, so there's no need to ask any more questions."