Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

In terms of public opinion, ordinary people still have doubts about this, but they have basically changed from their initial skepticism to a wait-and-see attitude.

The concerted efforts of major media outlets have yielded remarkable results.

"This world is controlled by cultivators. Even the attitudes of mortals depend on how the media under the cultivators' control are arranged." Xi Heng stopped paying attention to these things and instead used his spiritual sense to perceive the interior of the courtyard. Everything was as usual.

"Speaking of which, Yin Wanluan has been in seclusion for a long time... and hasn't come out yet."

"I'll continue too."

……

A year has passed in a flash.

The Longevity Project of Far Expansion Company has begun to be implemented, transforming many mortals whose lifespans are about to end into spiritual bodies that can live forever, and so far no obvious side effects have been shown.

However, the news caused great chaos among the original spirit creations, resulting in a large number of awakened entities and out-of-control entities with malfunctioning consciousness modules.

Awakened individuals will be taken in by Xi Heng, while those who have lost consciousness and are out of control will be dealt with by Yuan Su Company.

Because it involves the interests of all cultivators, the media has stopped broadcasting any news about the loss of control or disappearance of spiritual entities. Even if any self-media outlets broadcast such news, it will be taken down immediately. Only in the unregulated deep waters of the internet can one see a glimpse of the truth.

Public sentiment was manipulated and directed toward the Longevity Project, while Xi Heng took in a large number of awakened beings. In just one year, the number of awakened beings inside the space had reached more than 30,000.

The Far Expansion Company had already launched an investigation into the sudden disappearance of the spirit creation, but the company's internal search team returned empty-handed. Even after bringing in cultivators, they were still unable to detect anything, and the situation seemed to have reached a stalemate.

Inside the Penglai space, due to the large increase in population, many creators worked together to create the first poetic drama of the Spirit Creation Body, which tells the story of the initial creation of the Penglai world and its embrace of all people. With many artistic expressions, it looks like a fairy tale film.

The spirit beings have further refined their technique of manipulating auras with objects. Previously, they could only use it to emit light, but now they have begun to have a certain amount of kinetic energy to work. They have started to create automatic water pumping facilities, and then developed irrigation for farmland, textile machines, and so on.

The spatial range has continued to expand since Xi Heng began his cultivation, and its diameter has now reached more than 10,000 meters.

As for her own cultivation progress, it increased at an astonishing rate.

With the combined power of the essence of heaven and earth, spiritual light from all directions rushed in like water being released from a dam. In just one year, Xi Heng clearly felt that he had made progress toward the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"As long as we don't encounter any bottlenecks along the way, we might reach the mid-Nascent Soul stage in just over ten years..."

"In another twenty-odd years... and even longer, the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?"

The girl looked out the side window, her eyes reflecting the image of the golden tree.

"Can this city last another twenty years?"

"The Longevity Project can delay the crisis for a while longer, but it will also make it stronger. I wonder how strong that so-called Black Tide will be?"

"That guy from the Spirit Blood Temple said that as long as the elder is still alive, Changping Capital will be at peace... The elder is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so is the so-called Black Tide, which is eyeing this place covetously, still inferior to a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"Forget it, strength doesn't matter. They're not targeting me. If there are any warning signs, I'll just leave."

Xi Heng shook his head and glanced at Yin Wanluan.

Seeing that the other party was still in seclusion, she also continued her cultivation.

……

As time goes by, more and more mortals and low-level cultivators enter the ranks of immortals.

After achieving immortality, most people no longer pay attention to developments in the real world and turn to the virtual world.

The daily topics and news lists in Changpingjing have also shifted from the real world to the virtual world.

Gradually, no one cared about the development of the world anymore. Apart from the outer city, there were still many ordinary spirit beings that were active, so there was little vitality left.

In the inner city area where ordinary people live, most shops are closed, leaving only the delivery flying boats of the Array Network Store flying back and forth in the air.

The white birds fluttered and moved about, continuously.

The vast majority of work is maintained by the spirit-created entities. Mortals only need to press the "agree" button and stamp documents in their management positions. Now that the capital city has implemented the longevity plan, even this work process has been eliminated.

They detach themselves from work and labor, with most staying at home for various forms of entertainment, entering infiltration pods to travel to another virtual world, either to live a perfect life meticulously planned by the creator, or to establish another identity in the virtual world and live a life far more exciting than the bleak reality.

Changping, the capital city, slowly became a deathly silence.

Like a coffin with its lid closed, silent as a desert.

Machines were automatically sweeping away dust on the streets, and scattered spirit beings walked alone on the empty avenue.

A cold wind blew by, causing only the newly fallen, withered yellow leaves to ripple for a moment.

And so, fifty years passed.

Under the radiant glow of the divine tree, Changpingjing was renamed Changshengjing at some unknown time.

The virtual world has expanded to its extreme, captivating all mortals.

The physical body has become merely a means of providing physiological sustenance; what people truly care about has shifted from reality to the virtual world.

It's like the body is just the computer's main unit, while the mind is always focused on the screen.

The virtual world has undergone many updates, and with the advancement of various artificial intelligences and the dedication of monks to the realm of fantasy, it is now so advanced that it is difficult to distinguish virtual reality from artificial reality if one thinks about it.

If it weren't for the differences in data and interface systems, and the occasional reminders in the game to return to the outside world to change the nutrition module, people might gradually forget that they are in a virtual world.

The virtual world can satisfy all human desires, while the constraints of the real world are far too numerous; once people enter, they cannot escape.

Gradually, the boundary between virtual and reality has become blurred in people's minds.

And mental forces such as willpower and willpower are extremely powerful, powerful enough to influence reality—

It is unclear what or who is behind it, but some strange influences originating from the virtual world are gradually unfolding in the external reality.

Within the central city, where the most mortals gather, a small area where virtual and reality overlap slowly emerges...

A right hand made of starlight extends from that area, reaching upwards.

But before it could go more than half a meter, it stopped and could not extend any further.

The virtual realm is still too small; fictional things cannot escape its scope.

The hand slowly withdrew, leaving only a pale gray crack floating in the air.

……

In the distance, in the courtyard.

Xi Heng finished his training session and slowly exhaled.

"I really didn't encounter any bottlenecks at all..."

For fifty years, there were no obstructions; he simply continued to circulate his own spiritual light until he reached this day, achieving the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

During this period, there was no real sense of breakthrough; it was like the flowing water of rivers and seas, surging forward.

Naturally, there is no need for any breakthrough pills required to break through minor realms, nor is it necessary to use other treasures to break through bottlenecks.

Through long and arduous practice, one can achieve enlightenment.

As for the duration of her seclusion, she had seen it before, and although she knew that fifty years had passed, it didn't feel real.

I consciously rested for a while after every few dozen cycles of cultivation, and then returned to cultivation. I have repeated this cycle countless times until today.

“Ever since I absorbed the red dragon’s body as my past during the Tribulation of Enlightenment, my sense of time has become increasingly weak…” Xi Heng pressed his temples, came back to his senses and looked around. The incense in the cultivation room had run out again.

Because of the large amount of spiritual energy accumulated here, the wooden products inside have not rotted or broken.

Looking out the window, I saw that the trees in the backyard had changed; their leaves were tinged with gold, their branches stretched out in all directions, and the pistils of their blooming flowers were releasing wisps of golden dust...

Only then did I realize that the outside world had changed a lot compared to before this seclusion.

Having undergone the longevity surgery and awakened to its true nature, Yun Tong is still meticulously pruning the flowers and branches in the courtyard, and rearranging the layout with the trees as the center.

When Xi Heng went into seclusion, the Great Spirit remained here, managing the Spirit Fire Space with his external avatar, which only possessed machine consciousness, and repairing and renovating this courtyard.

Her true form only wakes up once every few months or one or two years, takes a brief stroll, and then goes back to cultivate.

"Now that I've reached the late Nascent Soul stage, let's pause our cultivation for a bit." The white-haired girl stood up and left the room.

Upon leaving the mansion and arriving at the pavilion, one could see that even the pavilion railings had been changed.

The pattern of the floor tiles has changed from square to rounded, and now some new cracks have appeared on the surface of these new tiles.

Dust settled in hard-to-see corners, layer upon layer.

Fortunately, Yun Tong has been cleaning it for years, and everything in sight is still tidy.

"Fifty years have passed, how has the accumulated contribution progressed?" Xi Heng's mind stirred, and a contribution token appeared in his hand, displaying numbers and an exchange panel.

"Tsk, so little."

The number of contributions on the token was half of what she had expected.

Looking at the company's report, it turns out that besides several other logistics companies, Fenglu Company has recently lost all its other clients.

Ordinary people no longer care about the present world, and many industries have become desolate. It's already a miracle that her company is still alive.

Xi Heng looked at the exchange panel again with some disappointment.

The good news is that the prices of all exchangeable items have been reduced somewhat—in recent years, cultivators' enthusiasm for cultivation and advancement has also declined significantly, making resources more abundant.

"But I still can't afford the Nascent Soul cultivation technique..." She shook her head, put away the token, and prepared to continue waiting.

He then opened the network panel to check the latest news in the city.

She had expected that today would still be filled with news from the virtual world that she completely didn't understand.

However, the message at the top of the list was the obituary of the only Nascent Soul cultivator in Changping Capital.

The girl suddenly stopped in her tracks, raised her head slightly, and looked towards the top of the divine tree in the distance.

Before his spiritual sense could penetrate the dark clouds to see the platform above, he first saw the surface of the tree bark, which was now oozing out strands of dark color as if overflowing water.

When the mind is focused, those colors are intense resentment and hatred.

"The Black Tide is coming?" Xi Heng turned around, his gaze sweeping towards the city gates behind him.

On the horizon, a black hue, identical to that on the surface of tree bark, is brewing.

The next instant, the dark, malevolent abomination also fixed its gaze on her—

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Volume 1: Chapter 317, The Inability to Be in Two Places

A deep, dark blackness appeared on the distant horizon.

Xi Heng gazed into the distance from the courtyard of the central city, where the black dot looked like a dark cloud stained with ink, hanging in the sky and surging with the wind.

Any cultivator with a certain level of cultivation could feel a sense of unease when they saw that dark, inky mass in the distance.

The closer the dark, murky color got, the stronger this omen became.

The intense will to die, the desire for destruction, and the hatred, along with the intense resentment to the point of wanting to destroy heaven and earth, have already transformed in the distance into a surging, enormous flood of beasts that is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, sweeping in like layers of surging waves.

The girl felt a chill on her neck, which then spread to her chest, abdomen, and forehead.

call--

A cold wind, seemingly out of season, suddenly blew up, causing her skirt to sway and rustle.

White hair danced wildly, and after the shouts subsided, Xi Heng felt a chill in his heart.

"Is this the Kuroshio...?"

They are so far apart, I don't know how many tens of thousands of meters.

In the field of vision, it clearly looked like a darker cloud.

But in the premonition in his heart, he felt that the thing was about half the size of the world.

Such a massive thing, even if it merely passed by and crushed things without launching any attack, would likely turn Changpingjing into ruins in no time.

The mere glance from that thing was enough to make this late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator freeze for a moment.

The thought of escaping as soon as possible immediately popped into Xi Heng's mind.

With a firm thought, she gently pinched her five fingers together, conjuring five giant phoenix-tail flames that landed in the center of the courtyard and rapidly expanded.

In another cultivation room on the left side of the mansion, Yin Wanluan, who was still unaware of anything, slowly woke up and looked at Xi Heng with a puzzled expression.

The next instant, spiritual fire surged forth, instantly engulfing the entire room.

One by one, things disappeared, and even the bricks and the soil below were permeated by the spiritual fire.

The three-story basement disappeared in an instant, and the flames that engulfed the entire courtyard vanished just as quickly.

When the flames died down, all that remained of the original courtyard was a giant, irregularly shaped pit.

Xi Heng floated above the deep pit, stepping into the air, and the scattered spiritual fire transformed into four streams of light, which he then collected into his palm.