Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"Let's see who dares!"

Zhang Luoyi frowned and glanced to the side. Suddenly, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly told everyone around her to stop.

Xi Heng looked over there in confusion, wondering who could stop the battle with just a few words.

The person they saw was the elder from the Sword Academy who liked to water flowers.

The other person, slightly hunched over, leaning on a crooked wooden cane, wearing an ordinary brownish-yellow coat, walked slowly from a distance.

Seeing that everyone had stopped, she sneered, "Looks like my old face still carries some weight."

“Bloodline Sword…” Zhang Luoyi narrowed her eyes: “You actually lived in seclusion here?”

"No?" The old man slammed his cane down on the stone slab, making a loud thud. "You Huangmei Mountain people have come here to disturb my peaceful cultivation. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"I have no intention of being your enemy, senior!" the other party said, bowing.

"You all drew your swords on my turf. If I were young, none of you would have survived," the old man sneered, then continued:

“But now that I’m older, I’ve come to understand my destiny and I don’t like making enemies.” She stopped and looked up, saying, “Tell me properly, why did you take this child away?”

Xi Heng blinked and casually asked, "And what exactly is that jade pendant?"

"..." The man in black gritted his teeth and fell silent for a moment.

She turned her gaze to Xi Heng, then to Hong Miao and the frail-looking elder beside her. She gripped her sword hilt tightly for a long time, but finally, under the pressure of these people, she took a half step back.

"This jade pendant is actually a token of the Zhao royal family." She deflated and began to speak:

"In the winter of the fifth year of the Qianzhi reign, the common people in the capital were struggling to survive due to a lack of coal, but the emperor used coal to carve dragons and create landscapes, which caused great chaos."

“During the great chaos, a royal princess went missing, and the emperor sent people to search for her for ten years without success.” Zhang Luoyi reached out to the side, and the burly man behind her understood and tossed her a jade pendant.

The woman in black robes grasped it and continued, "Now, that tyrant has begun to search for the dragon's womb children all over the world. The Imperial Dog found this jade pendant, and we, the warriors of Huangmei Mountain, used two Ming Jin masters as payment to seize it. We gradually found it in Jinshi City."

The man looked at Xi Heng and said, "Now we have finally found the owner of the jade pendant."

Xi Heng tilted her head, momentarily unable to grasp the concept of being a royal princess.

So, I was supposed to be living a life of luxury and comfort after transmigrating to this world?

How did it turn into this sickly state, begging for life and death?

The Red Thread Sword Sect elder and senior sister who were blocking Xi Heng's way turned around, their gazes somewhat puzzled.

"You're still a princess?" Hong Miao asked in surprise.

"I can't get there." Xi Heng sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Really?"

“If it were fake, why would we bother?” The woman in black robes shook her head and said to the old man with the cane, “Senior, you should know how much benefit it would bring to our Huangmei Mountain Army to capture a princess alive.”

"Huangmei Mountain is an organization for martial artists. The stronger our Huangmei Mountain army becomes, the more respected martial artists will be!" Her voice grew louder as she spoke: "When we completely control the land of Hailu and establish a nation of martial artists, we will surely create a golden age of martial arts!"

"..." Xi Heng took a half step back.

This feeling of being watched is really quite unpleasant.

“She hasn’t even reached the Qi level yet, and Huangmei Mountain is no good place for her.” The elder tapped his cane. “This person is, after all, a disciple of the Sword Academy, so we won’t release her.”

"He's just a disciple worth a few dozen taels of silver!" Zhang Luoyi said anxiously. "Senior is old and weak now. If he really fights with us, it's not certain who will win!"

"Are you threatening me?" The old woman squinted.

"I wouldn't dare." Although he said that, the way he gripped his longsword tightly clearly indicated that he was preparing to attack.

The other men in black robes behind them also slowly assumed their stances.

"We don't have much time, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

"...Someone dares to bully us now, we're really getting old." The elder straightened his hunched back, and suddenly pressed down with his right hand, causing his wooden staff to sink directly into the ground.

She grabbed the top of the cane with her other hand and slowly pulled it out.

A sharp blade slowly emerged from it, and a profound aura and killing intent gradually spread as the person's pupils turned red.

“Um…” In this second tense atmosphere, Xi Heng interjected again: “As long as I can make sure I can get into the internal energy, it’s not impossible for me to go with them.”

The people in front were stunned for a moment, then Hong Miao shook her head and broke the silence: "At a time like this, you are still thinking about getting into a deep state of mind. You are really strange, Your Highness."

"Once you fall into their hands, your life or death will be out of your control," the elder advised.

On the other side, Zhang Luoyi seized a sliver of hope that she wouldn't have to fight, and quickly said, "Our Huangmei Mountain Army is the best in the martial arts world, with countless martial arts experiences, which can ensure that you enter the realm of mastery!"

"Really?"

"A martial artist does not speak falsehoods!" the other party replied immediately.

“Then…” Xi Heng began to hesitate.

Under the expectant gazes of those men in black robes, she hesitated for almost half a minute.

"I will."

"and……"

One minute.

Just as she was about to say the word "agree," another loud voice came from outside the courtyard.

"The Emperor is on official business! All bystanders, please disperse!"

With a loud bang, the closed gates of the Sword Academy were suddenly flung open, and a group of martial arts masters, all dressed in light armor, with swords at their waists and knives at their sides, their clothes adorned with silver dragon patterns, rushed in one after another using their light-footed skills.

The woman in black robes' expression changed drastically upon seeing this, her eyes reddening as she stared intently at Xi Heng:

"You've been stalling for time! How dare you try to fool me!"

"No, it's not." Xi Heng had no idea that soldiers would come, and she was genuinely hesitant.

But now, there's no way to explain it anymore.

"Take him down! Quickly!" Zhang Luoyi ordered anxiously, while rushing over with her sword drawn.

Five or six men in black robes followed orders and attacked from behind.

"Protect the Princess!" The lightly armored experts in the distance quickened their pace, but they were all too far away.

Clang——

The two swords clashed and rang out, as Senior Sister Hongmiao stepped in front of Xi Heng.

"As expected, you are all lackeys of the imperial court!" The woman in black gritted her teeth, her sword strikes becoming increasingly swift and agile.

Hong Miao was unwilling to explain further; once the sword was drawn, blood was inevitable.

Her sword strikes were fierce and powerful, like waves crashing one after another, and in a short time she was evenly matched with the woman in black.

On the other side, the elder of the sword sect, wielding a cane-sword, drew an arc on the ground as a warning, while simultaneously releasing a dense killing intent that would cause ordinary people to faint from fear, and said in a deep voice:

"Anyone who takes a step forward shall die!"

Several black-robed warriors stopped in their tracks, affected by the murderous aura, but only the burly man with the massive body stepped into the arc.

The elder swung his sword in an instant, and the blood-red sword energy tore a hideous gash in the strong man's thigh, causing blood to gush out.

The burly man held his breath and gritted his teeth, suppressing the pain in his body with the power of his blood, and continued to stride forward towards Xi Heng.

The elder continued to swing his sword to stop her, but the other men in black robes had already crossed the arc. Three or four of them attacked her with various techniques at the same time, and she was quickly entangled by many people and unable to spare any strength.

Other senior sisters from the Red Thread Sword Academy, including Lin Ying who had only recently entered the realm of Jin, also rushed forward. However, there were only seven or eight of them, and they were no match for the black-robed strongman who charged at them like a wild bull running at full speed.

The crowd blocking his way was pushed aside, and the man in black robes charged towards Xi Heng with tremendous force, raising his hand to pounce.

Xi Heng instinctively grabbed the sword blade and dodged to the side with a quick step, but he couldn't dodge the claw strike that came from the other side.

She could only raise her longsword and aim the tip at the opponent's iron-gray palm and abdomen.

With a snap, the longsword in Xi Heng's hand was shattered by the opponent.

At the same time, a tremendous force pushed her back several meters.

Xi Heng staggered and struggled to her feet. Just as she looked up, she saw another giant hand reaching for her.

She swung her broken sword, meeting the opponent's palm in a slash—

Suddenly, a few clanging sounds of metal clashing rang in my ears, and before I knew it, a heavy iron chain had struck me.

The iron chain landed on the strong man's massive arm and directly lifted him up.

The barbed spikes at the tip of the iron lock were stuck in the opponent's skin, which was as hard as rock. They suddenly tightened as the hand swung, slowing down the downward momentum of the man's huge hand.

Xi Heng took the opportunity to dodge and tried to slash upwards at the opponent's wrist with the broken sword in his hand, but only managed to leave a white mark with a crisp sound of hard objects colliding.

From behind, another man in black robes shot out a cloth sleeve, intending to roll up Xi Heng, but it was knocked off course by another iron lock.

Xi Heng retreated repeatedly, looking towards the source of the iron chain, which was fired by the soldiers in light armor.

The next moment, a soldier with a ruddy complexion and a beard landed in front of Xi Heng, clasped his hands, and knelt down, saying:

"Your subordinate has arrived late to rescue Your Majesty, and I hope Your Highness will forgive him."

Xi Heng blinked, and after a moment, he readily accepted the form of address, saying:

"Innocent, innocent."

"Thank you, Princess!" The soldiers stood up. "Your Highness, please step back. I will first quell the disturbance around us."

"Okay." Xi Heng stepped aside and watched.

The burly man in black robes who had attacked Xi Heng earlier now had heavy iron chains wrapped around his waist, neck, and limbs.

Blood was still gushing from his previously severed thigh, pooling in a small pool on the ground.

"Retreat!" The woman in black robes in the distance stared intently at Xi Heng and roared.

One by one, the other men in black robes used their lightness skills to leave, leaving only the burly man who was entangled struggling and gradually losing consciousness due to blood loss.

"Has the princess been injured?" The imperial guards leader ordered several men to pursue her, then turned to look back at Xi Heng.

"No..." Xi Heng was a little uncomfortable with such concern from a stranger he was meeting for the first time, and only said, "Let's see if anyone else in the Sword Academy is injured."

"Yes!"

The senior female students in the Sword Academy only suffered minor injuries from falls and blows, but the elder appeared very weak after the battle and kept coughing.

The officers and soldiers went to pay their respects to the elder. After exchanging pleasantries, the elder spoke of the Red Thread Sword Academy's merit in protecting the princess and promised to reward the elder with a large courtyard in the center of Jinshi City, as well as gold, silver, and other gifts.

At this moment, the gazes of everyone in the Sword Academy toward Xi Heng were mostly complicated, as if separated by a thick barrier.

Only Senior Sister Hongmiao made a few more jokes before going aside to take care of the Sword Academy Elder, who was weak after the battle.

Once everything was settled, not long after, a tall, imposing carriage with a purple and gold color scheme, which looked quite prestigious, was brought to the entrance of the Sword Academy.

"Your Highness is being eyed and pursued by many forces. It is truly dangerous for you to be out there. Please get in the carriage, and we will escort Your Highness back to the capital." The soldiers bowed respectfully.

Xi Heng was greeted with respect by a group of soldiers around him, and he had a vague feeling that if he didn't get on the vehicle voluntarily, he might be forcibly pulled up...

She stood still, recalling the period dramas she had watched.

If I were to board this excessively luxurious carriage, I would likely lose my freedom for the rest of my life.

However, the luxurious lifestyle of royalty does indeed have a considerable appeal.

If she didn't have the ability to reload save files, she would probably hesitate for a long time at this moment.

But she does.

If you're unhappy in the palace, just reload your save and start over.

"My goal in this life is to master martial arts," she thought.

"There must be more resources in the palace. As long as I'm not restricted from practicing martial arts, I should be able to easily reach the level of mastery, right?"

Xi Heng nodded slightly and stepped forward to get into the vehicle.

……

Chapter Ten, The Great Zhao Dynasty

The capital city is not far from Jinshi City; it only takes a few days' drive to get there.

The carriage traveled smoothly and steadily on the official road with few bumps.

The sound of hooves made the wooden wheels roll, and a little dust rose behind the vehicle.

The pale purple carriage curtains fluttered backward like a cloak, and through the gaps not covered by the curtains, Xi Heng could see the distance between the distant city and the post station growing ever greater.

For the past few days, Xi Heng has been staying in the best rooms at every post station or inn along the way, enjoying exquisite snacks and meals he has never tasted since his transmigration, and receiving unprecedented care.