Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

She then expressed some confusion: "How can you be so confident in saying this?"

"Do you need to practice your stance?" Xi Heng didn't like the way the other person looked at him as if he were a rare animal, so he brought the topic back to his own question.

Hong Miao clicked her tongue, and seeing that Xi Heng did not answer, she casually continued:

"Generally speaking, it is indeed necessary, but not entirely. There are stories circulating in the martial arts world from time to time about a young boy who finds a peerless martial arts manual. Despite having no foundation and not even high talent in martial arts, he can become a top master who is famous in the martial arts world after practicing the manual for one or two years."

"Those must all be just stories, right?" Xi Heng thought it sounded like a plot from a martial arts novel.

"I used to think so too, until I saw those legendary masters with my own eyes." The other person shook his head: "Martial arts require talent, but what's even more important than talent is luck."

After saying that, she teased Xi Heng, "Maybe one day you'll also find a divine skill manual and become a master of the Transcendent Realm in one step."

"I hope so." Xi Heng's thoughtful expression drew a few more teasing remarks from the other party.

……

A month later, Xi Heng had also trained his movement skills to the average level among the apprentices at this stage, and could begin to replace his wooden sword with a real sword.

The remaining days will be spent honing the techniques with a real sword and trying to sense the qi and blood within the body along the way.

On the first day after switching swords, she practiced from dawn to dusk, only taking a few breaks, otherwise practicing moves continuously.

He exhausted almost all his physical strength, only stopping his sword attack as dusk fell.

Xi Heng sighed.

Despite practicing all day long, I couldn't feel a single trace of qi and blood.

At most, it just means you can feel the flow of blood in your body more clearly.

My heart was racing so fast I didn't know how fast it was going to stop; my clothes were soaked with sweat; and my muscles were almost completely exhausted—my body was pushed to its limit.

Despite such efforts, there was still no progress in overcoming the challenge of qi and blood deficiency.

Sensing qi and blood is a very difficult thing, especially for someone like her who is born with insufficient qi and blood.

Meanwhile, another genius from the same period as her, named Lin Ying, has been able to sense qi and blood during this time, but she has not yet been able to truly grasp and master it.

Xi Heng had always tried to catch up with this person, but no matter how hard he tried, the gap only widened.

The senior sister also believed that Lin Ying would be able to master her qi and blood and become a martial artist at the entry level within three months of being admitted to the hospital.

The assessment of Xi Heng was—he still has a long way to go.

"Perhaps, it won't happen in this lifetime." Hearing these words, Xi Heng couldn't help but feel disappointed.

However, the disappointment quickly passed, and Xi Heng never gave up, nor did he relax his daily practice because of the disappointment.

Perhaps it was because of this persistence that the eldest sister cared more and more about Xi Heng, and would often come to see him more often in her spare time.

Seven days later, seeing Xi Heng practicing his sword with all his might as well, she watched for a long time before finally uttering a sentence:

"Perhaps you really can succeed."

“Of course.” Xi Heng never doubted it.

"I really don't know where you get such persistence and confidence from." The senior sister shook her head and went to the other side to instruct and check on the others' practice.

Xi Heng watched the other person's back for a while, then continued practicing his moves.

Others, of course, wouldn't understand.

The reason she has been able to persevere for so long is that whenever she wants to relax and unwind, she can't help but recall how weak and powerless she was when her lifespan was about to end in her previous life.

As the illness persists and worsens, it can create a feeling of helplessness and constraint.

It's as if the gradually decaying body becomes a cage imprisoning the true self, at which point nothing can be done, and even thinking becomes difficult to sustain.

Xi Heng didn't want to experience that kind of weakness again, didn't want to faint after saying a few words or making a few movements, and didn't want to be unable to control himself until he died.

Compared to the extreme weakness she felt when she was critically ill, the fatigue and soreness from practicing swordsmanship now do not bother her.

The real feelings brought about by these exhaustion and pain, on the contrary, gave her a subtle sense of liberation and joy.

Moreover, after Xi Heng dies, you can reload the save file and won't feel pessimistic and hopeless because of the possibility of not being able to enter the energy realm.

Because even if you don't succeed in this life, you'll have another chance in the next.

Each lifetime allows you to accumulate experience; the only difference is when you reach your goal.

This is only the first life; there's no reason to give up now.

"There are only four days left until I was admitted to the hospital in three months..." Xi Heng already understood that he would have difficulty entering the field in a short time, so he planned to spend another twenty taels of silver in four days to stay in the hospital to cultivate.

“It costs twenty taels of silver to stay at the Sword Academy every three months to practice martial arts, plus three taels of silver for a tonic pill every month…” Xi Heng silently calculated: “The silver I get from selling the jade token can keep me at the Sword Academy for nine months.”

"I should be able to get into the swing of things after a full nine months."

"Hopefully."

After calculating, Xi Heng turned back to continue practicing his swordsmanship.

Before she could even make two moves, a shout from not far away interrupted her thoughts.

Someone got really into it.

……

Chapter 8, Jade Leads the Chase

In the training ground of Hongxian Sword Academy.

Thirty or forty apprentices of the Red Thread Sword gathered in a corner of the Sword Academy, forming a semi-circle.

Within the arc formed by the crowd, a woman with loose black hair was constantly wielding a long sword, continuously practicing various moves and techniques.

Although her skills were not comparable to those of her senior sisters who had already mastered the techniques, her swordplay clearly possessed a sharp and powerful aura that far surpassed that of the other apprentices.

When the sword is slashed, it emits a whistling sound; when the sword is turned, it makes a cracking sound; and when the sword falls, the wind from the sword can shake the dust off the ground.

The various sword techniques flowed smoothly, and the elusive footwork and movement techniques were also displayed accordingly.

The green sword trembled rapidly like lightning, hissing as it cut through the wind. Sometimes it moved like a dragon weaving through the air, and sometimes it struck like a white snake spitting its tongue, delivering a sudden, lightning-fast thrust, its silver light gleaming.

As she reached the final move of the sword technique, the woman with her freely flowing black hair suddenly took a step to the side, and as she moved, the sword light shot upwards at an angle.

Then, her graceful figure stopped in place, breathing softly.

At the same time, wisps of ethereal red light emanated from her body, drifting and extending towards the sword blade like smoke.

The girl gasped for breath a few times, then suddenly tensed up, clenched her teeth, and her body muscles tensed.

The faint, swaying red aura gradually tightened at the same time.

Finally, the red mark was applied to the sword in her hand, drawing a straight red line on the blade.

Snap, snap,

The senior sister, who was watching from the sidelines, clapped her hands with a smile:

"You've mastered the Qi and blood after 87 days in the hospital, that's good."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ying, surrounded by people, gradually relaxed her tense body, and the red thread on her sword silently dissipated.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out and touched her abdomen, feeling a slight increase in strength.

Coming to her senses, Lin Ying turned around and looked at the crowd of people watching her.

Some were jealous and resentful, some sighed softly, and only a few congratulated her.

Lin Ying turned her gaze to Xi Heng, who was clapping behind her senior sister, and silently reversed her hand to hold the sword, cupping her fists towards the few people present.

……

As the sun sets, inside the house...

Xi Heng sat on the bed, looking at the long sword in his hand, and let out a soft sigh.

"Talent..."

Why does this body have no talent?

I wish I were one of those geniuses who could master martial arts after just one or two months of practice on my first visit to a martial arts school.

Unfortunately, the genius was someone else.

Xi Heng recalled the scene of Lin Ying grasping the qi and blood this afternoon, and remembered the wisps of red on her body that looked like sweat.

“That must be Qi and blood… but how exactly do you find Qi and blood within your body?” she asked herself, naturally without finding an answer.

"I'll find an opportunity to ask Lin Ying later... no, she hasn't said much, so she probably won't be able to say anything. It's better to continue asking Senior Sister."

As the girl was talking to herself, a soft footstep approached from outside the door.

And stopped in front of the wooden door to her room.

Xi Heng looked up, and at the same time, there was a knock on the wooden door.

Knock knock,

"What's the matter?" This was the first time in a long time that someone had knocked on her door so late at night.

They would usually exchange what they had learned that day after dinner, chatting together in the lobby.

"I'm having trouble sleeping." It was Yan Hongji's voice from outside the door: "There are some things I want to talk to you about."

"Oh." Xi Heng could roughly guess what she was going to say.

This afternoon, when Lin Ying was controlling her Qi and blood, Xi Heng also glanced at Yan Hongji, who was watching from the side.

Like most of his fellow students, Yan Hongji would sigh softly, feeling powerless and lost, when he saw his peers being promoted.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked," Xi Heng said.

A moment later, the door opened with a creak.

The beautiful woman who entered had red eyes and looked rather haggard.

It must be said that she has a slender and graceful figure and a very delicate face. With a little dressing up, she would be one of the most beautiful women of this era.

The other person sighed softly as they entered, looked up at Xi Heng, and said with pursed lips:

"Will you continue to pay the silver and stay in the courtyard to practice swordsmanship three days from now?"

The other party's words were quite straightforward.

“Mm.” Xi Heng nodded directly.

"Do you still think you have a chance to improve?" she then asked.

"Maybe not, but what if?" Xi Heng said.

“What if…” Yan Hongji shook her head: “You are sickly like me, with insufficient qi and blood. Others can now vaguely feel a sense of qi in their bodies to persevere. Have you ever felt that?”

"Never," Xi Heng replied truthfully.

"Then what's the point of constantly practicing swordsmanship?" Yan Hongji asked, looking lost and unsteady on her feet. "It's clearly impossible, so why do you keep persisting?"

She stared at Xi Heng, her left hand clenched tightly, as if trying to grasp at the last straw.

“I have already sworn an oath,” Xi Heng said, “I will dedicate my life to martial arts and focus on cultivation.”

"Why did you swear?" She stared intently at Xi Heng, her tone seemingly uneasy.

"Because I want to make this happen." Xi Heng said matter-of-factly.

This seemingly obvious statement surprised the other person.

"Just because you want it?"

"of course."

"Just because of these two words, you're willing to give up your whole life?" Yan Hongji clearly didn't believe it.

"Yes."

"Just because you made a vow, you're so determined?" she pressed.

Xi Heng nodded.

"..." leaving the other party speechless.

Yan Hongji clutched the fabric of her clothes, took a deep breath with slight trembling, and then slowly exhaled.

“You’re such a weirdo.” She shook her head.

"is it?"