Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Only after they ordered their food and went to the private room on the upper floor did they escape the gazes of others.

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In recent years, the vast majority of people who have used the Youth Preservation Pill have been rejected by the general public.

They believed that these people were the so-called remnants of the previous dynasty, and were part of the huge chain of interests related to the former Tianming faction.

According to religious history records, when the Holy Maiden developed the Fire Purification Cult, she only gave the elixir to a very few non-believers whose names were recorded.

Therefore, in the eyes of believers, those who maintain their youthful appearance must have obtained elixirs through some unknown secret means.

Furthermore, ordinary people are naturally wary of extraordinary individuals who have taken miraculous elixirs.

Even if no one says it, people always have a clear feeling in their hearts—those people are no longer the same species as ordinary people.

Subtly and gradually, an unconscious group rejection of them spontaneously forms.

Whenever someone is heard to have taken the Youth Preservation Pill, they are classified as 'inhuman'.

In just a few short years, a tacit understanding has formed among the people.

Thus, ever since Xi Heng was suspected by the surrounding people in the inn of possibly having ingested a youth-preserving pill, the matter became a rumor without any evidence and spread throughout Qin Xie Lane.

In the future, fewer and fewer customers came to her clinic and medical center, and she had to do much less each day.

Although some individuals have not changed their attitudes as a result, collective resistance will always affect business.

One day, while having dinner with Yin Wanluan, Xi Heng brought up a matter:

"It seems that our business in the capital will not recover in the short term."

Ordinary people inevitably feel a sense of distance from those who never age.

This sense of separation and alienation arises from the heart, not from logical judgment. No one shouts or organizes it, and no one comes to the store to cause a disturbance—it is merely a thought that arises spontaneously in people's minds.

Therefore, it is also the most difficult thing to change.

Xi Heng didn't want to use magic to forcibly change things, as casting magic would violate the rules they had set for each other.

Yin Wanluan nodded and said, "Shall we go somewhere else?"

"How about wandering the world?" Xi Heng recalled his time in the martial arts world, but before the other party could agree, he muttered to himself, "After thinking about it, I feel it's too troublesome, so I'll pass."

Yin Wanluan looked around and said softly, "Having lived here for so many years, leaving is quite sudden."

"Then let's not leave," the black-haired girl said simply. "It's quite easy to go back to how things were before."

"How about that? You can't use magic to erase people's memories." Yin Wanluan wanted to live more naturally.

"No, let's add another memory for them."

"How do we do it?" the other person asked curiously.

"Rely on connections." Even without magic, she has many ways to solve the problem at hand.

A few days later, Chen Fenghuo suddenly came to the capital from the coastal holy city to hold a grand ceremony that was not on the agenda.

Immediately after the event concluded, he arrived at Qin Xie Lane amidst the attention of the masses, claiming he wanted to visit an old friend.

She inquired about the location of Yuyi Pavilion on the way, and soon after, she dismounted from the carriage and walked to the shop on foot, gently knocking on the door herself.

In the eyes of the surrounding people, the saint rarely showed such an attitude, and clearly had great respect for the old friend she was talking about.

After they knocked, people waited quietly for a few minutes before the door of the Feathered Robe Pavilion finally opened slowly.

Xi Heng appeared from behind, smiling as he greeted him:

"Long time no see."

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Volume 1: Chapter 418, What I Saw and Heard

With a creak, the door opened.

The moment Chen Fenghuo saw Xi Heng's appearance, he clearly felt the same way he did when he first saw Bai Feng.

The fine white flame lines between her brows emitted a slight warmth at this moment, reminding her that the girl before her was no ordinary person.

"Phoenix Master..."

She even subconsciously tried to adopt a respectful posture, but Xi Heng patted her shoulder to stop her.

"There's no need to worry about status. I'm not the one who controls the White Flame here; I'm just an ordinary person." Xi Heng maintained his persona.

"Please come in. We need your help to invite you here today."

The conversation did not take place, and the curious onlookers nearby did not hear it either.

"Yes." Chen Fenghuo always appeared quite humble.

She was already at the pinnacle of power and possessed unparalleled strength in this world.

But meeting Xi Heng today, I couldn't help but feel awkward and uncomfortable.

"There's no need to be so formal. We're actually quite familiar with each other," the black-haired girl said in a way that the other person couldn't understand at all.

Then, while Chen Fenghuo was deep in thought, she led him into the shop, past various neatly arranged and beautiful clothes and display puppets, and then opened a back door that led directly to the courtyard.

The wooden door creaked, and another figure emerged from behind it.

The dignified and elegant Yin Wanluan, with her hands behind her back, leaned forward and looked over curiously:

"So this is the method you were talking about?"

Xi Heng hummed in agreement: "Although we can't use any magic, we do have some connections to rely on."

"You managed to exploit a loophole. It seems I need to supplement the rules I set up."

After the other party finished speaking, he waved to Chen Fenghuo, who was a little nervous as a newcomer:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"...Who is this prince?" Chen Fenghuo's response always seemed somewhat hesitant.

"Oh, I forgot you don't know me yet." Yin Wanluan gave a friendly half-introduction, and then added, "In another space, you and I are also friends."

"Another space..."

"Let's chat later," Xi Heng interrupted from the side.

"I've prepared a pretty good meal today, as part of my payment for your help."

"Phoenix Lord, you only need to give the order. I dare not offer any reward..." Chen Fenghuo was interrupted by Xi Heng before he could finish speaking.

"What Phoenix Master? I didn't see one." The girl held up one finger and said with a light laugh:

"So don't refuse anymore. I've prepared a lot of good food today, come and have some."

The other person was momentarily dazed, then gradually understood that the two people in front of them were probably like the emperor of the current dynasty traveling incognito to experience life in the mortal world:

"...I understand."

Xi Heng warmly invited the other party inside, and even personally pulled out a chair for Chen Fenghuo at the round table.

Chen Fenghuo always found this attitude difficult to adapt to.

Chen Fenghuo had been cultivating for twenty years, but he could vaguely sense the powerful aura emanating from the two people beside him. It was too profound, unfathomable, and difficult to approach.

Sitting at the table, looking at the various exquisite dishes laid out in front of her, she realized that their appearance and aroma were far superior to any of the meals she had ever eaten or seen in the mortal world.

It's as if the delicacies and fine wines from the heavenly palace have been moved here.

But the more this was the case, the more uneasy she became.

Sitting on the wooden chair in the two maintenance rooms, I inexplicably felt like I was on the edge of a cliff, and that if I swayed even slightly, I would fall into it.

At the same time, the recent developments within the Pure Fire Sect have made her deeply aware that she has indeed failed to do her best in some aspects.

Today, facing the incarnation of Yuan Feng who spread the Pure Fire back then, no matter how warm and friendly the other party is, I still feel guilty.

The tension just wouldn't go away no matter how much I thought about it...

Xi Heng, however, seemed oblivious, and continued to cheerfully introduce the food on the table:

"This braised fish is a dish we recently developed. The flavors of the fermented broad bean paste and pickled peppers are perfectly blended. You should definitely enjoy it!"

He then turned the wooden table and continued reading about the classic dishes that he had already prepared quite skillfully.

After a while, after listening to Yin Wanluan describe how delicious it was, he used any kind of praise that anyone could use, such as "delicious," "colorful," "fragrant," and "delicious."

Xi Heng finally brought up the purpose of his invitation:

"This meal will serve as payment. Can I ask you for a favor?"

"I will do my utmost to accomplish anything within my power." Chen Fenghuo's outwardly respectful demeanor remained unchanged.

"Let's just assume that the person we're asking you for is an ordinary person in the capital. So even if you refuse immediately or add conditions, there's nothing we can do about it."

Xi Heng still abides by the rules of the game he and Yin Wanluan play.

As he spoke, he winked at Yin Wanluan, who was sitting on the other side of Chen Fenghuo, and saw the other person give a helpless bitter smile.

"..." Chen Fenghuo also gradually realized that he seemed to be caught up in the special game between the two great cultivators.

However, she couldn't really make any demands—she didn't want to be the one to spoil the fun.

"I understand." He simply said, "Please speak freely."

"Recently, recently." Xi Heng picked up a piece of spicy tofu and ate it with a gulp, then slowly began to speak:

"The people of this nation have a strong aversion to so-called 'people who never age.' We two have lived here for a long time and have also been noticed for our unchanged appearance, which has had some impact on us... So we have invited you, the Holy Maiden of this religion, to come and see if you can reduce this impact to some extent?"

"It was all my fault." Upon hearing this, Chen Fenghuo became nervous again for some reason.

"This is because we failed to consider this point when we developed the Pure Fire Sect, which led to the current turmoil and has also affected you two gentlemen..."

Without pausing, he continued speaking:

"These kinds of troubles should have been resolved by me, but today I'm sorry to have to be reminded by you—"

His demeanor even became more respectful, clearly recognizing it as his own mistake rather than a simple compliment.

"It's alright. No one can do things perfectly. It's common to overlook small details when you're busy all day. Don't blame yourself," Xi Heng comforted him.

"Thank you, Your Highness..."

Hearing these comforting words and looking into the gentle eyes of the Phoenix Queen, she finally relaxed a little, her mind, which had been on edge lately.

"Don't think about it too much now. You can hardly find these delicacies anywhere else."

Xi Heng picked up a piece of meat for the other person.

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Lunchtime passed quickly, and Chen Fenghuo bowed and left.

A few days later, Xi Heng hummed a song as he tidied up the Feather Robe Pavilion once again.

When the store reopened, just like when it first opened, a large number of customers came in within a single day.

After a busy day, most of the store was sold out.

People seem to believe that the clothes made by Yin Wanluan are not only exquisite, beautiful and novel in style, but also have a special blessing power that can bring good luck, health and family prosperity.

So everyone rushed to buy, and they didn't stop all day.

He finally had some free time after Xi Heng closed the palace gates after sunset.

"It's working pretty well..." she said.

Yin Wanluan, who had also come into the store to guide sales due to the large number of customers, nodded:

"We've received a lot of orders today, so we'll be busy for a while."

"Yes."

For the next few days, Xi Heng didn't go to his own small clinic, focusing instead on helping Yin Wanluan manage the Yuyi Pavilion business.

The reputation of this small shop has spread from within the capital to the outside world.

The daily income was substantial, and the business was booming to a level that was previously unimaginable.

Their customers were no longer limited to young ladies from the capital, female officials, and famous women.

Outside of Beijing, people often come specifically to order goods.

Yuyi Pavilion finally announced a temporary closure when the clothing orders for Yin Wanluan piled up to the point that they couldn't be completed even in March and April, and when almost all the existing clothing items were sold out.