Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

She doesn't need to lead too many; just give her a few dozen or a hundred highly mobile soldiers.

The general could also clearly see Xi Heng's unrestrained nature, and said, "As a princess and a master of internal strength, you have quite a few privileges in the army."

"Let me think..." Xi Heng said casually.

She also wanted to cause trouble for the Crimson Goddess first and obtain the magic from her.

"Whenever the princess makes a decision, she can come to me directly," the general said.

Xi Heng nodded at him, said nothing more, and stepped back to leave.

She had no longer intended to pursue the rebels, so she sheathed her sword and leaped off the city wall.

The hot wind whistled past her ears, its force ruffling her clothes, and dust billowed as she landed.

Xi Heng used his light-footed skill to leap over the rooftops and leave the city wall, which was almost completely breached.

Along the way, the Zhao army broke through the city gates and entered in orderly and menacing Zhao soldiers.

Most of the chaotic Tianliang soldiers behind the gate had already fled in panic, and the resistance fighters who had barely managed to reorganize were scattered again under the attack of the Zhao government troops.

"Protect the nation and kill the traitors!" A bright voice shouted the slogan at the front of the army.

"Defend the nation, kill the traitors!" The army in the rear shouted encouragement in succession.

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

The Tianliang soldiers blocking the city gate gradually lost their will to retreat under this intimidation and were no longer able to organize any effective resistance.

These rebels had only been in power for a short time and had not yet developed a sufficiently strong military force before they were easily defeated by the strongest and most victorious army of the Great Zhao.

While the government troops began clearing out the remaining Tianliang soldiers in the city, Xi Heng had already returned to his tavern.

She casually wiped the blood off her sword with a piece of silk cloth, then returned to the balcony and quietly gazed at the raging war in the city.

Someone set fire to a distant block of streets.

The raging fire spread, black flames and blue smoke mingling together, spreading a strange odor in all directions.

"Today, the Zhao army's siege of the city... encountered almost no obstacles."

"Furthermore, although Tianliang left behind quite a few soldiers, they were mostly just weak and insignificant soldiers who were of little use. They were good for expanding their influence and fighting outnumbered, but when facing a truly elite army, they were nothing more than cannon fodder."

"The Grand Marshal of Tianliang has also not appeared. Just as the rumors said, has he gone to stabilize the southern territory?"

"Perhaps Fang Tiande thought that such a strong city could hold out for at least two or three months, so he wasn't in such a hurry to return... but he didn't expect that Jinshi City would be captured overnight."

"The situation in the second life was probably similar... By the time Fang Tiande's army arrived, the Great Zhao Ever Victorious Army had already firmly occupied the city and was engaged in a decisive battle with the main army of Tianliang."

Xi Heng listened to the countless shouts and cries, and watched the flames spread skyward.

"This siege is just the prelude; another great battle is yet to come."

"The city should be able to remain peaceful for a while until Fang Tiande arrives with his army..."

For the people in the city, peace and tranquility were certainly a good thing, but this left Xi Heng with nothing to do.

I don't know whether to go back to Jiangning City to reunite with my senior sister first, or just wait here in Jinshi City.

"I won't be able to stay long if I go back, so I'd better stay."

She really wanted to witness a real battle and also wanted to take the opportunity to hone her swordsmanship.

As for the free time before Fang Tiande's arrival...

"Let's nurture my little religion properly," Xi Heng nodded.

She remembered the location of the Jingming Sect's altar and knew that every ten days, the Jingming Sect would gather its followers in the city to pray and worship together in Jinshi City Square, offering sacrifices to the Pure Fire Bright Venerable.

When searching for so-called sacrificial offerings, cult members often raid homes, plunder, and use their power to oppress people, frequently causing families to be broken up and people to die.

However, afterward, their faith shifted to the Great Dark Heaven, so this was no longer necessary.

If such evil deeds were to occur again, Xi Heng would not hesitate to draw his sword and cut off the head of the perpetrator.

Since it's a religion under her control, it should act according to her wishes.

"I'll go check out that sect's meeting place tomorrow. I wonder if those cult's writers have followed my instructions to write their doctrines..."

"If not, cut down a few first."

For her, killing was the simplest and most direct way to create an order and make people obey.

If you cut down all the disobedient ones, everyone will obey orders properly.

"If there are innocent people who are accidentally killed, then it's good to avoid killing them in the next life."

Because of her ability to save and load files, Xi Heng has become quite indifferent to matters of life and death, whether it's the life or death of others or her own.

The girl yawned softly; she had been busy with a lot of things today and was a little sleepy.

She glanced again at the chaos of war in the city, then turned away indifferently, pushed open the small door to the balcony, went back inside, put the sword aside, took off her blood-stained clothes, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

……

The next morning, Xi Heng took a nap, and when he got up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

She rubbed her eyes and went to the sink to wash her face, put on her clothes which still had some bloodstains on them, and sat down in front of the mirror.

After dressing up a little, the girl pushed open the small door to the balcony, only to find the whole city empty and silent, a stark contrast to the chaos and turmoil of yesterday.

Many ashes were still emitting wisps of smoke, and the fire, separated from the restaurant by a small river, did not reach it, allowing her to sleep peacefully.

Xi Heng hummed a song and went out with his longsword.

Having not eaten all day, she decided to go to the former Jingming Sect's altar in Jinshi City to mooch a meal.

The Jingming Religious Altar is not far from the Zhongcheng Commercial Street. Compared to the church, it looks more like the courtyard of a large family, and it is unknown which family it occupies.

A plaque bearing the three characters 'Jingming Sect' hung high, and two burly cult members dressed in coarse cloth and holding long sticks stood firmly in front of the door, looking quite imposing at first glance.

As Xi Heng approached, the two guards who had participated in the siege of the demons trembled and took several steps back.

Her back slammed against the door, her steps faltering, her weak legs and panicked face barely concealed.

"Demon, demon... Lord Demon!"

After realizing what had happened, the two men immediately knelt down and bowed, as if afraid that their greeting was not grand enough, and seemed to want to kowtow as well.

"Rise, rise."

Xi Heng stopped the two of them; she didn't want to hear the sound of kneeling wherever she went.

She had never done this before when she was emperor; the officials in the court rarely kowtowed to her.

After the two of them stood up shakily, Xi Heng looked up and glanced at the plaque on the door, then casually swung his sword, unleashing a burst of sword energy.

Thick sword marks are imprinted above, drawing a rough horizontal line across the middle of the plaque.

The two people beside him froze as the sword flashed past, touching their necks and not daring to look down.

"Can you stop being so dramatic?" Xi Heng clicked his tongue.

"I wouldn't kill someone for no reason."

The other party dared not believe it, but had no choice but to believe it, and quickly nodded, saying:

"The Demon Lord is right, the Demon Lord is kind-hearted!"

Kindness?

Xi Heng blinked, ignoring the word, and only reminded him: "Take down this Jingming Sect plaque and burn it."

This was not only to change sects, but also to avoid being searched by the Zhao government troops.

The news of the Jingming Sect uprising has spread throughout the north and south. If the government troops discover that there is also a Jingming Sect in this city, they will probably rush in and capture all the cultists, and wipe out the sect.

"Yes, yes!" The two guards immediately got to work.

Xi Heng then kicked open the courtyard gate and stepped inside.

Today was not a day for believers to gather, and the large open space in the front yard was almost deserted. She walked a short distance before she saw a few figures busy at work.

Upon seeing this, those people were immediately startled and hurriedly shouted "Lord Demon!" and "Long live the Dark Heaven!"

"Where is your council chamber?" Xi Heng asked directly. "Take me there, and call all the people in charge of the council chamber over."

"I'll go get help right away!" one person responded first and then fled.

Xi Heng felt that his domineering presence here was a bit too much, making it difficult for him to have normal conversations with the followers.

They had no reverence or respect; they were mostly just afraid and terrified.

"Let's nurture it gradually; there's no rush."

……

The outer courtyard road inside the Jingming religious altar winds and twists like a long snake.

Instead of building a straight road, they insisted on building flower beds and trees between the roads, extending the original fifty-meter road to more than a hundred meters in length.

Several large stone cross sculptures, shaped like anchors of large ships, stood by the roadside. Xi Heng followed the trembling guide through the winding road and entered a main house where servants were cleaning.

Inside the room, some thick white candles of varying heights burned, guarding the offering platform behind them. On the platform sat a strange sculpture with its head bowed and body bent, its surface covered with ash and black marks, as if it had been burned.

The sculpture is surrounded by clusters of rough flames, and the statue is encircled by a ring of fire painted with pale pigment, suggesting that the white fire scorched it black.

Xi Heng, with his hands behind his back, looked up at the statue on the altar and asked:

"Is this the Pure Fire Venerable you revere?"

She found it strange that any religion would depict its god as so powerless, as if he were just a mortal charred by fire.

The lay followers around him shook their heads in unison:

"Demon Lord, the one on the stage is not the Pure Fire Venerable, but the first person in our world to believe in the Pure Fire Venerable, whose soul was redeemed by the Venerable and who ascended to the Upper Realm."

"Tell me about it." Xi Heng was slightly interested.

"His name is Shaoxi, the prophetic leader who founded the Jingming Sect over a hundred years ago, and the very first leader," the follower said cautiously.

"It is said that although the spirit of Master Shaoxi was taken to the upper realm by the Mingzun, he still cares about the mortal world. Therefore, we often recite the name of Master Shaoxi when we pray, and only recite the name of the Mingzun of Pure Fire during the grand ceremony."

Xi Heng then asked, "Where is the sculpture of the Pure Fire Bright Venerable?"

“We have not been in Jinshi for long since we followed the high priest… The statue of the Heavenly Venerable has not yet been completed, and flames are used to represent it during the sacrifice.”

"That's perfect, no need to continue building." She yawned and asked the simply dressed, ordinary-looking, and timid-looking man:

"What is your name, and what position did you hold in the Jingming Sect?"

"My name is Chen Xiang. I am a follower behind the priest, responsible for making arrangements before the sacrifice..."

"Oh, someone who does odd jobs."

The man opened his mouth, and with a forced sense of courage, he retorted:

“During missionary and sacrificial ceremonies, when the priests rested, the junior priests would often go up on the platform to preach the doctrines.”

"The priestess you're talking about, is she the strange-looking woman I killed earlier?" Xi Heng glanced at her.

The other person trembled upon hearing the word "kill," and nodded in silence.

“The sect is currently lacking a priest. If you can organize the manpower to dismantle all the Jingming Sect statues in this altar, I will appoint you as the new chief priest,” Xi Heng said casually.

The other party was stunned upon hearing this, hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth, and finally spoke after a long while: "Yes, sir, I will definitely do it."

"Go ahead," the girl waved her hand.

Whether or not it can be done in Chengdu is actually not important.

Now that she's here, she must have a way to complete the entire religious conversion—

Once all the disobedient cult members are killed, the rest will obey orders properly.

"So managing people is that simple..." Xi Heng thought to himself.

If emperors could use such simple and inexpensive methods to manage their subordinates, they wouldn't have to worry about the various political struggles and trivial matters in the court every day.

Having previous experience as an emperor, controlling a local branch of such a cult was not a problem for her.

Xi Heng snapped out of his daze and looked around.

This main building is spacious enough to accommodate over a hundred people, and it is probably where the Jingming religious altar usually holds its internal gatherings.

At the front of the main house were several tables and chairs. Xi Heng casually picked one, sat down, crossed her legs, and quietly waited for the person from the church she had summoned to approach.

His former imperial majesty spontaneously manifested itself.