Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"After saying all this, shouldn't you tell me how to sever your last immortal heart corpse and finally become an immortal?"

Upon hearing this, the other party showed a slight, human smile for the first time in front of Xi Heng.

"Hmm?" Xi Heng looked at the smile reflected in the mirror, wondering what the other person was trying to say.

"You are ready to become an immortal," said the Immortal Corpse.

"Huh?" The white-haired girl tilted her head.

"But I still have one of my three corpses to cut off, I'm still a little short."

Xi Heng had already glimpsed the true power of becoming an immortal self, which could unify the selves of all ages, correct the erroneous self that previously constituted my heart corpse, and make all 'her' become 'myself'.

She currently has no clue how to do this.

Furthermore, the time that can be seen and manipulated is only about one year in length, and it is still not enough to achieve absolute control over eternity.

Her current cultivation level also clearly reminded her that she was only at the peak of the Dao Integration stage, and was still far from becoming an immortal.

At most, it is more special than the peak of the Dao Integration stage, or the stage above the Dao Integration stage like Yueyi who has undergone incomplete tribulations.

Having severed his mortal and inner corpses and gained their assistance, his current strength is now that of the strongest person below the True Immortals in this realm.

"You are mortal outside the mirror, but become an immortal inside it."

The immortal corpse in the mirror simply said, "However, right now, you are just a fake immortal in the mirror. If you want to ascend and become a true immortal, you need to have an immortal heart."

Xi Heng listened in circles, not quite understanding, and only vaguely asked in reply:

"Then how can one acquire the heart of an immortal?"

The other party continued, "You need to sever the Immortal Heart Corpse to have an Immortal Heart, and you need to have an Immortal Heart to sever the Immortal Heart Corpse—this sounds like an unsolvable cycle, but in reality, it's very simple for you to do."

"Simple?"

She always found it difficult to understand the logical relationships that the other party suddenly presented.

"The Immortal of Time is not bound by such cycles. You only need to save the last save file outside, and then enter the mirror to see the Immortal's heart and take it."

"Is the me in the mirror what you call a fake immortal?" Xi Heng asked curiously, tapping the mirror with his finger, his nails making a soft sound.

"You who enter the mirror are me, you are the Immortal Heart Corpse." The Immortal Heart Corpse said, "After obtaining the Immortal Heart, return to the save file, and you can pass through the loop and reach the end."

"The Immortal Corpse... is actually me who entered the mirror?" Xi Heng blinked. "So when I came back, I was actually going to sever myself?"

"The matter you mentioned is yet another cycle, much more complicated to explain... Just know one thing: when you severed our three corpses, they didn't immediately disappear, but rather became you." The other party maintained a gentle attitude:

"Furthermore, when you become an immortal, all your past selves will be unified, and even those erroneous selves that were truly severed will be redeemed by the true immortal. This moment will naturally be unimpeded."

“Hmm…” Xi Heng pondered for a moment after hearing this.

Then he finally nodded and said:

"Then, go ahead and do it."

"as you wish."

As the immortal corpse nodded, the mirror rippled and sent a wave to Xi Heng's side, unfolding a phantom reflection gate.

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Volume 1: Chapter 445, The Reincarnated Girl

The illusory doorway opened beside him, reflecting a completely interior scene, yet Xi Heng's image was not visible.

The white-haired girl looked up and felt that it was extremely deep and vast.

It seems to connect to a higher plane that appears similar to the ordinary world, but whose events are completely different...

At that moment, Xi Heng uttered the word "save" in his mind, and time immediately stopped.

The dust remained motionless before my eyes, only my own self and the immortal corpse in the mirror continued to move, exchanging a glance with each other.

She remembered that when she used her save ability in front of the mortal corpse, the other party was also frozen in place.

It seems that this pause doesn't work on the Immortal Corpse.

Even among the three corpses, the other party is the most special.

The white-haired girl clicked the word "save," and the passage of time was immediately set to a precise coordinate.

Time resumes its flow after the archive is saved.

Xi Heng took a deep breath and stepped towards the door that reflected the interior of the wooden house.

The closer you get, the more you can feel its profound emptiness.

Compared to the doorway across the street, the wooden hut she was in was incredibly small—it seemed cramped even compared to the entire world.

My footsteps circled the tables and chairs, reaching the doorway.

The white-haired girl tried reaching inside first, and as her fingers touched the inside, all her sensations were amplified.

She can clearly perceive all the structures inside and outside the fingers, and can distinguish all the textures, pores, and even the smallest layers.

What was previously imperceptible to humans becomes exceptionally clear after passing through the door.

Xi Heng paused for a moment, then stopped and continued walking forward.

Two steps across, and your whole body enters it.

In an instant, the light of heaven enveloped them, bringing a sense of transcendence, as if they had become immortals.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, she had transformed from a mortal into a fairy.

Although she knew that this was just a fake immortal mentioned by the Immortal Heart Corpse, the sublimation she felt was exactly the same.

After closing your eyes and entering through the door, when you open them again, you can see that the reflection inside the door is no different from the small wooden house outside.

The Immortal Corpse, who should have been here, was nowhere to be seen, or rather—she is now the Immortal Corpse.

The white-haired girl lowered her head slightly and held out her palms in front of her eyes.

She felt that all her perceptions had transcended the mundane, reaching a level that was difficult to describe.

It seems that as long as one wants, even a single strand of hair can be divided into thousands of forms.

Every single aspect of oneself can change according to one's thoughts, and each aspect has its corresponding effect.

Xi Heng turned his hand and caught a speck of dust in the air. When he held it again, the dust transformed into a bottle of cola with his thoughts, exactly the same as the cola he had seen before he transmigrated.

"Everything I desire can happen freely in this realm, without any restrictions..." Xi Heng opened a can of cola, took a sip, and muttered to himself, "Is this the power of immortals?"

Furthermore, the power that he currently perceives and touches is merely a small fraction of the power of immortality.

Based on my initial understanding when I first entered this realm, I was unable to utilize its many uses.

"This is merely a celestial corpse, not a true immortal."

"If one were to become a true immortal, what level of power would one reach?" Xi Heng couldn't guess.

She has only just entered this realm and needs some time to adapt before she can begin to understand the meaning of the term "false immortal".

Now, I feel that I have been elevated and can do many things that I couldn't do before.

The girl moved her fingers gently, creating transformations. At times, her fingertips were composed of strands of light, and at other times, they became strands of hair, with various colors of light flowing between them...

After adapting to the power of the fake immortal at will, Xi Heng soon regained his composure and shifted his gaze from his fingers back to the interior of the wooden house.

The small house reflected behind the door remains unchanged, yet it still evokes an indescribable sense of spaciousness.

The table next to it, which should have originally had only one mirror, now has dozens of mirrors of various sizes, shapes, and styles.

Xi Heng slowly returned to the table and began to examine the mirrors.

In the world within the mirror, one's reflection is no longer one's own image, but rather a series of story scenes.

What is mainly shown is her story.

This crystal mirror, which she casually picked up, witnessed her past when she was in the northern border of the Great Zhao, leading thousands of troops to charge into enemy lines.

On the other hand, there is the past scene of risking one's life to pick Ganoderma lucidum on the edge of a cliff, and ultimately falling off the cliff due to a misstep caused by a gust of wind.

In the blink of an eye, there are even more mirrors, each reflecting a different story.

Xi Heng took a copy and watched silently. Before he knew it, he had also become immersed in the story.

It's no longer about peering into your inner self through a mirror, but about standing directly beside another version of yourself and witnessing her deeds.

"Is this what the Immortal Corpse looks at in its spare time... How boring." Xi Heng's true form chuckled.

Only after saying that did he realize that he was now the Immortal Corpse.

Or rather... the so-called Immortal Corpse was originally herself.

Next, I should condense my immortal heart here, return to the present world where I just saved my progress, and transform from a false immortal into a true immortal.

Xi Heng has not yet adapted to this immortal power. Although he feels that his temperament has improved, it is not obvious.

It will take a long time to fully develop before it can finally condense into an 'immortal heart'.

So, during this free time, he searched through the many mirrors on the table and looked at his past deeds one by one.

Gradually, I lost track of how much time had passed. I simply looked at my past self in the mirror and walked from the small village at the foot of Yaowang Mountain into Jinshi City.

He met with Senior Sister Hongmiao for the first time, and after a cycle of reloading and reincarnation, he cultivated his inner strength and met her again after the passage of time.

Looking at himself practicing swordsmanship at the Red Thread Sword Academy back then, Xi Heng thought:

"The fact that I'm observing from here now might mean that when I was practicing my swordsmanship back then, the Immortal Corpse was also by my side..."

"Never mind, it's all my own business after all."

She shook her head, not thinking much about it, and just stood there watching herself perform her sword dance in the Sword Academy.

Time slips away unnoticed.

Time flies by like an arrow. Rebels attacked the city. I bid farewell to my senior sister and left this place for the capital.

He met his familiar friend Yan Hongji and his younger sister again... He was later summoned to the capital and, due to various changes, inherited the throne. Soon after, he was put back into the game.

In the blink of an eye, Xi Heng's true form spent several decades in this mirror world.

After becoming a celestial corpse, her sense of time became extremely peculiar.

Compared to when it transformed into a dragon, it cares less about the passage of time.

Time was something she could manipulate at will; if she wanted to go back, she could adjust it, and if she wanted to speed things up, she could simply nod.

As for the lifespan and lifespan that she cared about when she was a mortal, she has now completely forgotten them—these concepts can no longer bind her existence.

Even if they are not yet true immortals, they have already attained eternity.

In the blink of an eye, the past self before her eyes transformed from a sickly woman who emerged from an unnamed village into the emperor of the Tian Zhao Kingdom, taking the form of a dragon to fight against the vengeful ghosts of the Chonghai Realm.

After her victory, she heard herself make a grand vow in the spiritual world to rectify all the past mistakes that had caused resentment and hatred in this world, to erase the source of many resentments, and to erase many sufferings.

"Now I have the ability to fulfill this grand ambition," Xi Heng thought.

"Once you have achieved true immortality, go and fulfill your wish."

In the blink of an eye, he saw his past self in the mirror riding a flying boat to the Pure Fire Realm, where he met two other Yin Wanluan with different appearances.

Xi Heng remembered the divine consciousness of one of the clones, which she still kept in her inventory, and could retrieve it in the future.

He spent a long time in the Hellfire, during which he would occasionally reload his save file to return to his original Zhao state for cultivation.

After a century, he achieved the False Core Realm and then went to the Netherworld Realm.

This time, however, she had someone as a companion, who then accompanied her through an even longer period of time.

Xi Heng moved his fingers slightly to widen his field of vision, allowing him to see Yin Wanluan's appearance more clearly.

A sense of reminiscence surfaced in his eyes; after pausing for a moment, he let the story continue to unfold.

She arrived at the Western Plains of the Netherworld to meet Jin You, and together they went to the high heavens above the divine tree, where she burned it with the White Phoenix Fire, and through the fiery rebirth, she reassembled her own form.

After that, they moved to Changpingjing and developed their own spiritual fire space, which housed many spiritual beings and constructed a city for them.

The soft drinks of the future also originated from this city.

Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye, the Kuroshio Tide descended.

Over the course of more than seventy years, Xi Heng did not fast forward a single moment—now that she has condensed more than half of her immortal heart, she no longer cares about the passage of time, but only about time itself.

In the mirror, the past self, after several cycles of reincarnation, surpassed the Black Tide to save this world, and then went to the Imaginary Realm with Yin Wanluan.

Spending the rest of my daily cultivation practice during this period was a rare and relaxing time.