Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Bright red and yellow flowers bloom along the roadside, and the stone-paved path stretches smoothly all the way to the front of the main hall.

Xi Heng arrived carrying a paper bag containing snacks and knocked on the door.

Two soft, muffled sounds passed by, and soon birds chirped and chirped as they approached, triggering the sensor switch.

Then, the little white, chubby bird flapped its wings and led her to the front of the study.

Yin Wanluan's presence was right behind the door. Xi Heng knocked again and said gently, "I'm back."

Then the wooden door opened, revealing the figure of a blonde woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"Welcome." A glimmer of light appeared in Yin Wanluan's eyes.

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Volume 1: Happy New Year! Taking a day off!

Happy New Year! Wishing everyone good health. And could you please take another day off?

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Volume 1: Chapter 391, No Day of Death

Previously, in order to achieve the Dao Integration Realm, Xi Heng first rented a sixth-order spiritual vein in the Jingtian Realm for forty years before continuing to increase his cultivation to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Later, he stepped into the place of advancement and faced the heavenly tribulation, which took several years longer during the save-loading process. Although in the real world, the time from the beginning to the end of the lightning tribulation is not long, the time that Xi Heng experienced was very different.

The spiritual fire space she controlled was also equal to the time she had experienced.

Yin Wanluan lived and cultivated in the Penglai World, so the two had not seen each other for forty-four years.

They met and were very happy. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they inadvertently engaged in some intimate physical contact.

After chatting about daily life, we took a stroll through another bright and advanced city in the space, newly built by the spirit beings and filled with all sorts of spirit technologies.

Before they knew it, they were back in the spacious bedroom inside the palace.

The silk threads flowed and swayed gently, and all external affairs vanished like smoke.

The doomsday premonition that had always been in my heart faded away, and I was completely immersed in warmth and tenderness.

Let the other person's slender fingers fall between your fingers, sometimes just lying there softly, sometimes tightly intertwined.

Time seems to have lost its meaning here; there's no need to care how much time has passed.

The rest period after promotion is long and leisurely, with frequent outings and occasional rests in the room.

Xi Heng even took the time to arrange the stars, carved from spiritual light, into constellations at the highest point in space, and enjoy the view from the mountaintop with his companions.

This intermittent recreational activity continued for another year.

When Xi Heng calculated the time again, he could confirm that it was now the 245th year since the save file was loaded.

The external avatars deployed outside delivered some important news about the Void Calamity and the celestial realm.

One reason is that the war in the Northern Continent of the Heavenly Realm has intensified. Due to the great calamity of transformation, which has crossed the wasteland, it is about to invade the main city in the north. Therefore, many cultivators who have reached the Dao went to resist it. Half a year ago, a great battle was launched in front of the main city of the Northern Continent, 'Xiahun'.

They deployed hundreds of millions of individual combatants, resulting in a chaotic and intense battle.

This battle has lasted for half a year, and it's unknown how many lives and spiritual energy have been consumed. Is the battlefield already littered with the corpses of both sides...?

The calamity is spreading southwards from multiple directions and battlefields with a variety of military forces, determined to bring the entire Northern Continent of Jingtian Realm under its control.

Even the Eastern Continent, which was plagued by natural disasters, had not launched such a fierce war, and many cultivators and military units had been transferred to the north.

News from all over the celestial realm was also paying close attention to this great battle.

The battle has lasted for half a year without a moment's respite.

The media frequently broadcasts stories of heroic deeds and emerging cultivators on the battlefield, giving extensive coverage to the few victories while ignoring the vast majority of defeats.

However, despite the protracted and frenzied offensive of the Transformation Disaster, the front line continued to advance only southward.

The reinforcements of Dao-Merging cultivators can mitigate some of the disadvantages, but it will be difficult to reverse the situation.

Xi Heng knew that with the manpower of cultivators, it was almost impossible to fight a protracted war against the calamity.

"If no stronger cultivators emerge in the Heavenly Realm, or if any extraordinary magical treasures or artifacts are deployed, then it will eventually be devoured by calamities."

Given the vastness and depth of the Heavenly Realm, it should be able to unleash several powers sufficient to counteract calamities.

However, it has not been used yet, and it is unknown whether it is because the level of calamity has not reached the point where it is necessary to activate the treasure, or if there is another reason.

"However, in any case, I have achieved the Dao in this life, and my goal can be considered to have been achieved for the time being."

Xi Heng currently only wants to stay peacefully in his spiritual fire space and observe how the world unfolds.

Also, examine the opportunities arising from the changing times—for example, the locations of more calamities, whether true treasures will appear, and the timing of the actual outbreaks of various natural disasters, etc.

She thought that she should first gain enough intelligence advantage in this life, and then come back to seize the treasure and borrow opportunities later when she had a new save file.

Because my understanding of the world's trends is still insufficient, once I witness the apocalypse firsthand and reload my save file, I will be the person with the most accurate understanding of the apocalypse.

The girl, in her own space, finished reading the information about the Heavenly Realm in her hand and nodded slightly.

Just as the external avatar was about to close the interface in its hand, another news item suddenly appeared and quickly took over the entire trending topics page.

The avatar, exuding an aura of death, tilted its head and clicked on the image to view it.

Then, in the far-off center of the Eastern Continent, a new, pure white sun was gradually rising.

Together with another normal, warm yellow sun, it illuminated the world on Earth.

The sun rose very high and expanded to a huge size.

Even on the edge of the Eastern Continent, the shape of the light clusters can be seen.

Below the trending news, numerous discussion messages also appeared. Many cultivators said that as long as one looks at this newly born white sun with the naked eye in reality, one can feel a strong sense of gentleness and inclusiveness, leading people towards the light.

Cultivators will experience a sudden enlightenment, as if they have seen a part of the Great Dao.

So I couldn't help but sit down cross-legged and contemplate the scene and the light, and I kept doing so for a long time.

Some of them were inspired by this and attracted by the Light Disaster, so they entered the Eastern Continent and joined the forces that were helping to relieve the Light Disaster.

Although many of them also had an epiphany, they remained true to themselves. Their mental cultivation improved to a certain extent during this period. However, they also unconsciously dissolved their barriers and rejection of the relief of the light disaster.

In this subtle and gradual process, they slowly lose their hostility towards the Light Disaster and eventually even develop a desire to help.

For cultivators, the disaster of light is a mild calamity.

But this gentler form of erosion is more difficult to resist than the more brutal and forceful kind.

The white sun had only been shining in the Heavenly Realm for a day when it attracted countless cultivators and mortals, who spontaneously left their homes and headed towards the Eastern Continent, which was shrouded in the light disaster.

The war in the Northern Continent had not yet eased in the slightest, and an even more threatening invasion was beginning to spread outwards from the Eastern Continent.

Xi Heng slowly browsed through the messages posted on various platforms and the discussions below. During this time, he also saw cultivators from the Southern Continent discussing the strange events that had recently occurred in their region, wondering if it was a new calamity that had arrived in the Southern Continent.

What happened was that in the southern wasteland, some bottomless abyssal canyons seemed to be rapidly multiplying.

It was as if many holes had appeared out of thin air underground, causing more collapses.

To date, large areas have been carved into densely packed, honeycomb-like pits, bottomless and pitch black.

It encompasses a vast region within the celestial realm, roughly the size of dozens of small and medium-sized realms.

Such a sudden change in the southern states, yet the cause remains elusive, inevitably brings to mind the calamities currently ravaging the northern and eastern states. Consequently, many cultivators have come to regard it as some kind of new calamity.

Xi Heng read through all these messages, and whether intentionally or not, he could tell from people's pessimistic attitude that the end of the world was coming, only wondering whether it would be sooner or later.

That's all for now.

She shook her head, chatted a few more words with Su Ziyuan, with whom she had maintained contact for many years, and inquired about the situation of the war in various places. Then she put away the interface in her hand and let her avatar do what she was used to.

He focused his mind and continued his daily life in the idyllic paradise of Penglai.

However, I will continue to keep an eye on external information in my spare time.

Half a month later, the white sun that had been hanging high in the sky above the Eastern Heavenly Kingdom suddenly dissipated like smoke and clouds, turning into a drifting white light that disappeared into the sky.

Some cultivators said that the white sun was actually a special spell with a time limit, and it would disappear naturally when the time limit was reached.

However, this statement is clearly inconsistent with the term "calamity." Xi Heng has never heard of the power of calamity having a time limit. In her understanding, calamity only expands and expands, and she has never seen it weaken spontaneously.

Another well-known cultivator observed the white sun for a long time and happened to witness its extinction. He wrote that the real sun in the sky suddenly appeared and flickered, and its scorching light swept across the eastern continent of Dhritarashtra for a few moments. The newly risen sun then trembled violently.

A few minutes later, the huge sphere of white light dispersed from top to bottom, turning into wisps of blue smoke and disappearing.

It's as if the true sun in the sky doesn't allow a new sun to be born and challenge its position, thus easily extinguishing this newly born sun.

In short, the sun only lasted for half a month before disappearing, but the various effects it caused continue.

Many cultivators gradually traveled to the Eastern Continent of Dhritarashtra and joined its forces.

The more powerful the Light Calamity becomes, the less combat power the cultivators in the Heavenly Realm themselves will have.

As one side gains and the other loses, the Celestial Realm becomes increasingly vulnerable.

As Xi Heng scrolled through various intelligence and information messages, a chilling sensation suddenly gripped his avatar.

She subconsciously looked up, gazing at the direction she had a premonition in the night sky.

In the starry sky and moonlight, a dark blue star was placed in a familiar location, emitting a faint, shimmering light.

Xi Heng recognized that location and color—it was the very essence of the imaginary number realm.

Since the Imaginary Realm was eroded by the disaster, and the great cultivator who controlled the Imaginary Realm used the disaster to refine the entire realm, it has been several decades.

There was not much news during this period. Most cultivators were completely unaware of the affairs of the Imaginary Realm, whether the cultivators there were alive or dead, or when this refining process would end.

Only today have there been noticeable fluctuations over there.

"Is the refining process finished?" Xi Heng looked into the distance.

The eerie green starlight flickered incessantly, like a signal light, with the amplitude increasing.

The chill she sensed grew clearer, as if something incredibly powerful and bizarre was casting its gaze upon her, not at her, but at the entire land of Jingtian Realm.

In my premonition, that distant, eerie green hue increasingly resembled a ruthless and cold eye, carrying a cruel and threatening intent.

Each flash is a blink.

At the same time, most cultivators in the Heavenly Realm also sensed this malice and looked together at the eerie light in the night sky.

Xi Heng didn't quite understand why the Imaginary Number would suddenly cast such a gaze towards the Heavenly Realm from the Realm Refining Chamber...

To resolve her inner turmoil, she suddenly raised her hand and manipulated the floating city beneath her to unleash a dense aura of death into the void.

They coalesced into chains, breaking through the celestial blockade, like a sharp sword, piercing as far as possible towards the direction of the dark green stars.

The overwhelming death energy converged into slender iron chains between the piercing and thrusting, endlessly extending its length.

The pure energy body burst into the void, bypassing other strange lights and colors, and traversed a long distance in just over ten minutes.

Death energy, as pure energy, can travel extremely far.

The avatar made a finger gesture along the way, and the death energy that was still drifting into the distance immediately gathered into a dark black pupil, floating in the void.

His pupils adjusted several times, constantly widening his field of vision, and the distant, emerald-green stars continued to magnify in Xi Heng's eyes.

Once the field of vision was clear enough, the emerald green stars were quite distinct.

It is evident that its appearance has changed from the original cage shape to a blurry and huge ghostly face.

Its face resembled the appearance of the Celestial Venerable Zhi Cang in the void back then, but it was really blurry, and the shape was barely formed without any details.

The two opposing pupils that originally formed the body of the Imaginary Number Realm were now set in the eye sockets of this face like black and white gems, surrounded by the dark blue hue of the human face, and also emitting a faint green light.

Despite having no expression, they always give off a strong sense of malice towards the living.

Compared to the original realm, this thing is more like a special, massive calamity that has materialized.

The ghostly face, glowing with a dark blue light, was aimed at the location of the Heavenly Realm.

The thing seemed to open its mouth and utter something, and then many thin, glowing strands of hair emerged from behind its face, slowly dancing wildly.

The entire head also began to float in the void, moving towards the direction of the deathly eye that was always open from dawn till dusk.

She could clearly sense that this strange creature, formed from the assimilation of the Disaster and the Imaginary Realm, was not targeting her—but rather the vast Scripture Realm behind her.

The giant head moves relatively slowly through the void, and it appears it may take several years to reach the Heavenly Realm.

However, the power it carried was by no means weaker; its power of calamity was in no way inferior to the calamity and filth that Xi Heng had once witnessed.

Furthermore, since it occupies the imaginary realm, it may be much stronger than the calamities currently raging in the Heavenly Realm.