I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

After successfully weathering the sixth round of Tribulation Thunder with her Defensive Treasure, Fang Hua’s face was deathly pale, and there was a hint of fatigue in her expression.

However, her eyes were still bright and brimming with fighting spirit, showing not the slightest trace of fear or frustration.

According to the ancient texts, the Nine Countries of Momenan Desert were a special region. Here, the Celestial Tribulation was significantly weakened, possessing less than a tenth of its usual power.

Thus, the Thunder Tribulation for Core Formation was not considered too difficult. Moreover, the tribulation’s power usually wouldn’t increase even if other Cultivators interfered.

Consequently, throughout the years, the stages that proved to be the greatest hurdles for Cultivators were typically "Spiritual Energy Infusion," "Unity of the Three Treasures," and the "Heart Demon Tribulation."

Not many Core Formation Cultivators died during their Thunder Tribulation.

Not many, but it wasn’t unheard of.

And today, it was clear that Fang Hua was destined to succeed.

RUMBLE! The seventh round: seven bolts of Tribulation Thunder struck simultaneously.

Fang Hua again tossed out her Defensive Treasure to handle half of them, while she faced the remaining bolts herself.

In the blink of an eye, the Tribulation Thunder had dissipated, but glowing afterimages still lingered in the onlookers’ vision.

Fang Hua landed on the ground. Her Dharma Robe was scorched in places, and a trickle of crimson blood stained the corner of her mouth, like a wintersweet blossom on fresh snow.

Although she had sustained considerable injuries, her spirits were still high.

"I’ll take it from here." Du Youqian shot upward on his Flying Sword to meet the eighth round of Tribulation Thunder.

Fang Hua had already been tempered by seven rounds of Tribulation Thunder. It was enough for her Golden Core and physical body to complete their transformation; there was little to gain by enduring more.

At his words, she silently retreated, trustfully leaving the remainder of the tribulation for Du Youqian to handle.

Eight bolts of Tribulation Thunder, each as thick as a child’s arm, came crashing down. Unhurried, Du Youqian raised his new "Jinhuan" Flying Sword and went to meet them.

The Tribulation Thunder, which should have been aimed at Fang Hua, seemed enraged by Du Youqian. It changed direction, striking entirely at him.

In the instant the Tribulation Thunder struck his body, Du Youqian used his Golden Core to abruptly disperse his body’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit, shifting from solid to void.

Although the eight bolts of Tribulation Thunder appeared to strike him simultaneously, if one’s perception of time were slowed, one would notice they actually struck in sequence.

After that momentary Voidification, Du Youqian’s Golden Core again drove his body’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit from void back to solid.

While he hadn’t used that instant of Voidification to let all the bolts miss completely, he only took the full impact of two of them.

This was well within his limits. The two bolts merely tempered his body and Golden Core without causing any harm.

When the dazzling light faded, Du Youqian stood unscathed in everyone’s sight, as handsome and ethereal as ever. The Tribulation Thunder seemed to have had no effect on him—no, that wasn’t right. It hadn’t left him unaffected; rather, it had made him even more vigorous and vital, like forged steel that had all its impurities hammered out, becoming purer and more resilient.

Of course, this was not surprising.

In everyone’s mind, Master You De, who had achieved Core Formation as a True Inheritor, was expected to perform at such a level.

The next moment, nine bolts of lightning struck as one.

This time, the Tribulation Thunder seemed to have forgotten its duty. It completely ignored Fang Hua, descending directly upon Du Youqian’s head.

Du Youqian repeated his previous maneuver. This time, using Golden Core Voidification, he evaded five of the bolts.

He endured the remaining four bolts with his physical body alone.

This time, his aura was slightly disrupted; he had clearly sustained some minor injuries.

Even the Golden Core within him seemed to be struggling, its light dimming slightly.

However, Du Youqian knew his own condition well. The benefits he had gained from the tribulation’s tempering far outweighed the damage he had sustained.

He had even made a quantum leap in progress. His Magical Power was purer, and his Golden Core was closer to Perfection.

The tribulation clouds in the sky rapidly dispersed. The storm subsided, and the sky cleared, becoming a spotless, azure expanse.

The crowd of onlookers who had gathered near Du Youqian’s residence to watch the Core Formation began to disperse, fully satisfied.

Fang Hua was not a Cultivator of the Holy Blood Sect, so there was no need for them to bow or pay their respects.

Du Youqian drifted to the ground, retracted his Flying Sword, and gave Fang Hua a deep, formal bow. "Congratulations, Master Fang Hua, on taking your first step onto the Golden Core Path. Longevity and Vision are now within your grasp!"

Fang Hua raised a hand to tuck back a strand of hair. The Sword Intent in her eyes had long since vanished, replaced by a gentle smile.

"Brother Yu, I’ve finally caught up to you."

Du Youqian couldn’t tell if her words held a double meaning, so he feigned ignorance and smiled. "Now, even if the world is thrown into turmoil, you have enough power to protect yourself."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Luo Jinyu’s residence.

Above Luo Jinyu’s residence, the Core Formation Celestial Phenomenon was also quite distinct.

But he would need at least another two or three years, perhaps even three to five, to truly take that final step.

"I hope Junior Luo’s attempt is as smooth as yours!"

"He will," Fang Hua said. She felt that after her Core Formation, her entire perspective on things had changed.

She no longer even felt hostility when she thought of Master Qingqiu.

"You should go into seclusion immediately to stabilize your Realm. After you emerge, return to the Hundred Flowers Sect and handle the matter of its promotion. While you’re there, tell Shuyue Hua she’s hesitated long enough. She’s lost her edge. Since she doesn’t dare to take that step, she’d be better off leaving her resources for the younger generation."

"I will," Fang Hua replied, looking thoughtful.

Ten days later, Fang Hua emerged from seclusion, her new Realm fully stabilized.

She then traveled to the Wu Kingdom, where she became the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Flowers Sect. The matter of the sect’s promotion proceeded smoothly and according to plan.

By the time Fang Hua finished with these worldly affairs and returned to the Holy Blood Sect, more than half a year had passed since her Core Formation.

Then, out of habit, she returned to his side, cradling her sword and remaining unseen.

This left Du Youqian at a loss for words. "You’re a Core Formation Master now. Can’t you act like one? Don’t you know you’d be considered a powerhouse out in the world?"

Fang Hua’s eyes were like deep, bottomless pools. "A Core Formation Master should be able to follow their heart’s desire, as long as they don’t overstep their bounds. I’m just doing what feels most comfortable to me. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Du Youqian could only concede defeat. He knew better than to try and win an argument with a woman.

Before long, Little Wukong had grown quite fond of Fang Hua.

He was even more affectionate with her than with Du Youqian, often found sleeping on her shoulder.

Fang Hua whispered to Du Youqian, "He looks so small, but he’s incredibly heavy. Just how tough is his physical body? I wonder if I could even hurt him with my sword."

’No need to wonder. You definitely couldn’t hurt him.’

’Even I might not be able to harm him with my "Annihilate" Sword Intent.’

Another year passed in a flash.

As for Luo Jinyu, he still hadn’t reached the Thunder Tribulation stage.

But his Core Formation Celestial Phenomenon was still present and normal, which meant he was still in the process and had not yet failed.

Du Youqian performed a divination for him as usual. The reading indicated that Luo Jinyu’s Core Formation would not be smooth, but he wasn’t without a chance. It all depended on whether he could seize the opportunity.

Du Youqian had planned to enter seclusion for another round of Cultivation, but it was soon his turn to take up his post at the Eight Desolates Hall.

More than twenty years ago, a Foundation Establishment Clan in the Yue Kingdom was slaughtered to the last person by Demons. Ever since, the Holy Blood Sect had kept the Eight Desolates Hall at its highest state of alert: three Core Formation Masters stood garrison, equipped with a Thousand-Mile Shuttle, ready to provide immediate support to any region in distress.

While Du Youqian was garrisoned at the Hundred Poison Forbidden Land, the Core Formation Masters from the Eight Desolates Hall had been dispatched several times. However, they were always a step too slow and never managed to catch a trace of the Demon Race.

It was said those Core Formation Masters were deeply ashamed by this and had sworn to capture the Demons to redeem themselves.

But soon after, the Demon Race vanished without a trace once more, and the Eight Desolates Hall had not seen action in over a decade.

~~~~~~

"Master Shi Quan, we meet again. You’re looking as distinguished as ever."

"Hai Feng Master, a pleasure to meet you! A pleasure!"

Du Youqian arrived at the Eight Desolates Hall and, with the humble posture of a junior, greeted the two Masters who would be on duty alongside him.

Master Shi Quan was an old acquaintance who had helped Du Youqian a great deal with Arrays in the past.

He stroked his fine beard and greeted Du Youqian with a beaming smile.

Back when Du Youqian had yet to reach Core Formation, he had asked for guidance on Arrays. Master Shi Quan had seen this as an investment in the young man, one that earned him a favor from Du Youqian.

Now, it seemed that investment was destined to pay off handsomely.

Hai Feng Master was also a Core Formation Powerhouse who had risen from the ranks of the True Inheritors. At over three hundred years old, he was from two generations of True Inheritors prior.

However, he had previously been on an external Garrison and had never crossed paths with Du Youqian.

Hai Feng Master had a frail build, with a neck as thin as a duck’s, giving the impression that he suffered from some Innate deficiency.

His eyes were grim, and he gave Du Youqian a single, expressionless nod by way of greeting.

It wasn’t that he had a problem with Du Youqian; he was like this with everyone. He had a reputation for being cold and practicing Absolute Emotionlessness.

"The three of us don’t need to gather here at the Eight Desolates Hall every day," Master Shi Quan said. "Let’s work out a rotation. One of us will stand watch while the other two remain on standby. No seclusion."

"Agreed," Du Youqian said.

Hai Feng Master also nodded.

The days on duty at the Eight Desolates Hall were uneventful.

Aside from having to stand watch in the Eight Desolates Hall for one day out of every three, life was no different than usual.

Another half a year passed.

One day, Fang Simin came looking for Du Youqian.

He said that his Cultivation had not progressed for a long time, and he felt he had hit a bottleneck.

"Perhaps... it’s time for me to attempt Core Formation?" he said.

His eyes were filled with impatient eagerness.

Du Youqian carefully examined his body and asked him how he felt.

The Seven Transition Sky Dancing Technique had no Foundation Establishment Stage; it progressed directly from Qi Cultivation to Core Formation.

Based on Fang Simin’s current Cultivation, the Magical Power in his body had barely reached the standard required for Core Formation.

But his physical fortitude was still sorely lacking. It would be difficult for him to withstand the "Spiritual Energy Inversion," to say nothing of the "Unity of the Three Treasures."

"Don’t be in a rush to attempt Core Formation. You should temper yourself more," Du Youqian advised. "Besides, you are not a disciple of my Holy Blood Sect. If you wait for me to acquire a Core Formation Spiritual Object for you, it will take at least several decades. So, how about this: I’ll choose a Body Refining Technique for you. You need to improve your Physique."

Fang Simin thought for a moment. He didn’t object, but he did have a proposal of his own.

His several concubines had borne him many children.

Now, his eldest grandson was already over ten years old.

Among his children and grandchildren, a few possessed Spirit Roots.

If possible, he hoped to leave the Holy Blood Sect, find a new home, and establish his own Cultivation Clan.

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