Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"I don't know if the news was suppressed by the higher-ups, or if there really is no one who has become an immortal."

Xi Heng took out the Imaginary Number Mirror to search and found discussions about becoming an immortal, but most of them were posts from hundreds of years ago.

She then drafted a topic related to becoming an immortal on a large forum and sent it out.

After that, the topic seemed to sink into oblivion, with only two or three scattered, meaningless replies.

"It seems the cultivators have lost interest in this," she muttered to herself. "Or maybe the forum has deliberately reduced traffic in this area."

Xi Heng then began to observe Tiezi from a hundred years ago.

Gradually, they learned that since the collapse of the heavens, many cultivators who had reached a certain level of cultivation had indeed tried to ascend to immortality, but no one succeeded in any world.

One of those who failed to ascend once said: "The Heavenly Dao in the universe is damaged, and there is no longer a path to becoming a true immortal."

To this day, the Daoist order remains incomplete and shows no signs of repair, rendering the previous methods of achieving immortality unusable.

Therefore, most cultivators believe that the realm of immortals has disappeared from the world today.

Furthermore, all the true immortals who existed in the past have disappeared without a trace.

Some celestial beings even said that this world is a place where immortals have perished, and there is no longer any possibility of becoming an immortal.

The girl spent several hours reading through the numerous discussions, with countless thoughts and speculations constantly swirling in her mind, colliding with each other.

The methods of transcending tribulations and ascending to immortality that existed a thousand years ago are most likely no longer applicable to the world after the collapse of the heavens.

The cultivators' current goal is to achieve longevity, rather than to become immortals.

Achieving the Dao and gaining a lifespan of tens of thousands of years is considered fulfilling the wish for immortality.

Xi Heng gradually realized that his cultivation concepts were somewhat outdated.

Nowadays, cultivators all know that the word "immortal" is elusive and hard to find, so they don't even think about immortals or mortals, and only care about their own longevity.

However, being old-fashioned isn't necessarily a bad thing... Becoming an immortal isn't entirely hopeless; perhaps there are still some special methods in the world that can be tried.

In short, Xi Heng remained optimistic: "Let's get back to the present... Once we reach the Dao Integration Realm, then we can think about becoming immortals."

Her cultivation over the past twenty years has not only granted her a large amount of time power and taught her magical spells related to time, but has also allowed her cultivation level to continue to grow, gradually climbing towards the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"If I focus on cultivation for another fifty or sixty years, I should be able to advance to the mid-stage," Xi Heng calculated.

This amount of time wasn't considered long in her eyes.

However, it may take five or six hundred years, or even a thousand years, to reach the edge of the Dao Integration Realm... During this time, one will need to find spiritual objects, elixirs, and so on to advance. In short, there will be many difficulties to overcome.

However severe the predicament may be, it should be solvable for someone like me who can start over an infinite number of times.

If once doesn't work, try ten times; if ten times don't work, try a hundred times.

"As long as there is even the slightest chance, I can succeed..."

The girl made up her mind and continued her cultivation.

As always, I went out to perform missions and earn True Spirit Points, which I then exchanged for a few Time Stones before returning.

……

And so, another six years passed.

One day, after she finished her cultivation, Yin Wanluan also stopped her long-term practice and walked out of the room.

As Xi Heng was feeding the fish in the square in front of the palace, a slight spatial fluctuation floated around him.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Wanluan, dressed in a gorgeous cyan-gold gown, leaned closer, casually resting her cheek against her shoulder, and whispered:

"How long has it been?"

"Thirty years...that's quite a long time." The girl casually flicked the bait and tossed it into the lake.

A large fish with beautiful scales leaps up and swallows the tiny, magical bait.

Sensing the presence of the person beside him, Xi Heng blinked and said, "You've already made a breakthrough?"

Miss Wan Luan shook her head:

"It took nearly thirty years, supplemented by the cultivation mode of 1,000 points of the Imaginary Mirror per year, plus nearly 100,000 pills of various kinds, to barely break through a bottleneck and enter the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm..."

“It will be very fast,” Xi Heng said. “On average, it takes Nascent Soul cultivators 170 years to advance from the early stage to the middle stage. Your progress in just a few decades is already considered rapid.”

“Hmm…” Although Yin Wanluan agreed with this statement, she did not feel happy.

She could only wrap her arms around Xi Heng's waist as if in loneliness, listening to the scenery outside to calm her mind.

He slowly recited: "So-called cultivators, will they all eventually reach the point of forgetting everything else and practicing alone in silence?"

"Feeling lonely?" Xi Heng chuckled softly.

"I just feel that cultivation is such a thing that it's too easy for people to enter a state of detachment from emotions and thoughts." The other person had already pressed half of their body against Xi Heng's side, but their tone remained indifferent, without entering any affectionate state.

The aftershocks of her cultivation still lingered in her heart, making her state of mind exceptionally calm.

Xi Heng thought for a moment and said, "The highest level of enlightenment is to forget emotions and remain true to one's heart."

"It doesn't matter at all, you're practically the only one in my heart..."

"There's no need to be so serious," the girl blinked.

"Let me hold you a little longer, and the feelings I've kept hidden will come to the surface."

"Why do I always feel that what you're talking about isn't affection, but some kind of desire..." Xi Heng whispered.

Not long after, the so-called feelings did indeed reappear, causing Yin Wanluan to slowly untie the belt around her waist from behind.

Their hair intertwined, and a gentle warmth emanated from their eyes, flowing into each other's gaze.

After a whole night, and through some experiments between the two, they came to the following conclusion:

Cultivation will not diminish the feelings between two people; it will only temporarily suppress some physical desires.

Once the practice is over and you return to your normal daily routine, the suppressed desires or emotions can be stimulated and restored.

There is absolutely no need to worry about this.

After another month of dual cultivation, the two returned to their usual way of getting along.

Xi Heng brought the newly purchased pastries to the main hall, placed them on a plate, and put them next to the other person.

Then she sat on the bench next to her and watched the other person work, her bare legs under her skirt swaying gently.

"How boring." The white-haired girl pouted.

Once Yin Wanluan got busy with work, he had little time to play with her.

Moreover, the other party has accumulated a considerable number of orders over the past thirty years, and it will probably take several years to finish them all.

Upon hearing this, the blonde woman in front casually summoned a spirit fire, which transformed into a rather beautiful little plump bird. She flapped her wings and flew to Xi Heng's side, chirping happily.

"How perfunctory." Xi Heng raised his finger, looking at the little bird's lively appearance, his mood unchanged.

"The order deadline is approaching, and I've been very busy lately." Yin Wanluan smiled and said, "Go have fun by yourself, sweetie."

"I'm not a child." The white-haired girl flicked her finger, letting the chubby little bird land on her shoulder.

Then he took out the spirit mirror and began to observe recent activities by swiping it.

He swiped his fingers several times, then his gaze settled.

"Hmm, this event seems interesting?" Xi Heng murmured, "The supreme treasure that stabilized the world in the Purple Wheel Realm shattered, turning into seven spirit rings scattered throughout the world. Two of them were obtained by cultivators, and five were taken by the demonic alliance that destroyed the Purple Wheel Realm. The cultivators, being weak, used a secret method to communicate with the Imaginary Realm for help..."

“Each spirit ring possesses the power of a Nascent Soul Dao artifact. Collecting them all can reforge the Purple Wheel and transform it into a Divine Transformation True Artifact.”

"Destroying demons and vengeful spirits will also earn you points, which can be exchanged for treasures within the realm..."

The girl pondered whether or not to participate.

As her thoughts wavered, Yin Wanluan reminded her from the side:

"This event is only open to those below the Nascent Soul stage."

Xi Heng clicked his tongue: "Then let's not think about it anymore. Let's just continue our peaceful cultivation. How did Wan Luan know?"

The blonde girl continued speaking as she worked:

“This event was announced a month ago, and I paid attention to it.”

"You want to participate?" Xi Heng could tell from the tone of his voice.

“After all, it’s a regulation that will only be in effect for three years. If I finish my work by then, I might give it a try.” The other person said, “I’ve been living in my residence for years and rarely go out. I can go there and find some peace of mind.”

“Okay.” Xi Heng thought for a moment and said, “Once this event is announced, many cultivators will definitely go to save the Purple Wheel Realm. As long as they are not on the front line, it should not be too dangerous.”

“Actually, some danger is not a problem.” The other party shook his head: “The Imaginary Realm will protect cultivators who go out for activities, giving them a chance to be drawn back to this world by the illusion. Even if they are seriously injured, they can be transferred in an instant.”

"Is that so..." Xi Heng had never participated in any realm activities and was unaware of this matter.

Although she could easily find out by paying a little attention to ordinary news, she wouldn't bother with things that didn't interest her.

Therefore, there is a slight lack in terms of common sense.

"If I am seriously injured and teleported back, please take good care of me, Xi Heng," Yin Wanluan said.

"Of course."

Xi Heng responded while carefully examining the activity interface.

The event will begin in three years, and in the meantime, I might prepare some small gifts for Yin Wanluan...

Then, the girl put away the Imaginary Number Mirror in her hand and opened her inventory to swipe and search.

Upon seeing a familiar sharp blade, he slowly stopped moving and nodded slightly.

Then he stood up and said naturally, "I'll go do some missions to accumulate points first. I'll have to cultivate when I get back. If you want to participate in any events in three years, remember to remind me."

"it is good."

As the response faded, Xi Heng's figure flickered for a moment and then suddenly disappeared.

Yin Wanluan came to her senses and continued to use her fingertips to draw lines, creating gold threads on the blue cloth in front of her.

……

Nearly three years later.

Xi Heng absorbed another piece of golden stone's time, and after finishing his cultivation, he did not immediately leave the room to find Yin Wanluan.

Instead, he stayed in the cultivation room, took out the Pure Bright Broken Sword from his inventory, and gently placed it on a small table.

The blade was entirely black, and even the broken part shimmered like obsidian.

If infused with spiritual power, it can emit white flames.

Wherever the white flames pass, the area will be purified.

It was the broken sword 'Chunming' that Xi Heng had used as his main weapon in the Fire Hell.

"I wonder when this sword broke..." The girl snapped her fingers, using the power of time to create a crystal mirror.

The mirror emitted light, which shone on the surface of the broken sword.

Immediately afterwards, the mirror reflected a picture depicting the sword's evolution over time.

Looking back to the past, the scenes are constantly changing.

She first held the sword, then Yin Wanluan took it, and then others from the Pure Fire Sect took it.

The scene only stopped in Xi Heng's control room when the broken sword suddenly returned to its complete form.

The girl touched the mirror and sensed the passage of time.

"Twenty years... that's not too far."

Because the Pure Bright Broken Sword has always been in the inventory where time has stopped, it has not experienced the time that Xi Heng went through in the Senluo Domain and the Imaginary Domain, so it is still very close to the time of its breakage.

With a light flick of the fingertips, several dragon-shaped characters were drawn in the air.

The light twisted and wove into an array, linking the five dragon seals together.

Xi Heng pressed his five fingers onto the spiritual light array plate in the air, pressing down on the broken sword Chunming that covered the table.

As the five fingers rotated in the air, a faint flowing sensation appeared on the surface of the array plate.

It was as if some rather diluted liquid was washing over the things in the formation.

The flow became more and more obvious, and the flow rate gradually intensified.

The broken sword trembled and hummed.