I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Du Youqian was eager to test the limits of his "Copper Skin Iron Bones." He intentionally made no move to dodge, nor did he activate a Defensive Treasure. Instead, he met the attack with his physical body while maneuvering his Flying Sword to circle back.

CLANG!

The Leopard King’s sharp claws swiped across Du Youqian’s shoulder, but they only produced the sound of metal striking metal.

The Leopard King was visibly stunned. It was bewildered as to why its claws had failed to tear through that flesh-and-blood body.

In that fleeting moment of the Leopard King’s hesitation, Du Youqian was completely confident he could slay it with a single strike.

However, he wanted to see what it was capable of to gauge the strength of an average Demon King. He was in no hurry to end the fight and simply had Jinhuan hover in the air, not bringing it down.

The Leopard King nimbly leaped away. Du Youqian glanced down at his own shoulder. His Dharma Robe was somewhat torn, but his skin only bore a few red marks. The skin wasn’t even broken.

’This Copper Skin Iron Bones is really something.’

’No, perhaps I should say Tier Three Demon Kings are nothing special.’

He crooked a finger at the Leopard King.

Come on. Let’s go again!

Yu Ming Master’s heart had been in his throat, but after seeing that exchange, he finally relaxed.

In his eyes, Du Youqian’s strength was clearly enough to crush this Demon King. He was merely toying with it and could take its life at any moment.

After forty or fifty exchanges, Du Youqian knew the Leopard King’s strength and attack patterns like the back of his hand. There were no more surprises.

Thus, he imbued his sword, Jinhuan, with the "Annihilate" Sword Intent, preparing to end the battle.

The Flying Sword’s appearance didn’t change in the slightest, but the Leopard King was suddenly overcome with a sense of imminent doom.

Trusting its wild instincts completely, it whipped around and fled, wind gathering at its feet as it used its Wind Element Divine Abilities to continuously accelerate.

It would rather take a heavy blow and suffer grievous injury than stay; otherwise, there would be no escape.

The sword Jinhuan didn’t give chase at all. It simply flashed with light from a distance.

The Demon King felt a chill run through its body as the aura of death enveloped it.

It frantically squeezed out its potential, pushing its Demon Core into overload to accelerate again where it should have been impossible. It had truly never run so fast in its life.

At the same time, it focused all its vital energy and blood into its rear half. Dodging was impossible; it could only try to endure this one sword strike head-on.

But in the next moment, without any warning, it suddenly sank into darkness.

Yu Ming Master and Zeng Baoming watched the Leopard King flee at incredible speed, seemingly beyond their reach, and both felt it was a pity.

But after it had run for several miles, its aura vanished without any warning.

Its corpse continued to fly forward with immense inertia, soaring for another few dozen yards before its belly acted as a brake, plowing a deep trench in the ground as it came to a halt.

’It’s dead?’

Yu Ming Master extended his Divine Sense to inspect the body, and his expression turned strange.

’It really is dead.’

There were no external wounds. It had just died so bizarrely.

He cast a wary glance at Du Youqian.

’This Master You De is terrifying. I better watch what I say later.’

’I’m almost 300 years old, and my bones are brittle. I can’t afford to get into a squabble or a Magical Combat with a young buck like him.’

’I can only hope he has it in his heart to respect the old and cherish the young.’

"Yu Ming Master, I’ll leave this Demon King’s corpse for your Sect to handle. Just remember to hand over the Demon Core," Du Youqian instructed nonchalantly.

Although a Demon King’s corpse was a treasure trove—its hide a fine material for Dharma Robes, its bones excellent for crafting Treasures—he couldn’t care less.

The Holy Blood Sect was an Upper Sect. As a high-ranking member, it was only right for him to bestow some benefits upon a lower sect.

’Wait, something’s not right... Chongzhen Sect is a subordinate of Taihe Sect, not Holy Blood Sect... ’

’Oh well. I sponged off the Chongzhen Sect when I was young. I’ll just consider this repaying that favor.’

"Yes, I will see to it," Yu Ming Master thanked him again. "Thank you, Master You De. If you hadn’t arrived in time to help, this old man would have been no match for that Demon."

"Master, you’re too kind," Du Youqian said with a polite smile. "Even if I hadn’t come, you could have handled a mere Demon on your own."

Zeng Baoming also approached, first bowing deeply to make up for his earlier lack of courtesy. Then he smiled and said, "Master You De, your presence is more magnificent than ever! Thanks to your help today, my juniors were spared from disaster."

Du Youqian asked him, "Why have you come to the Wu Kingdom?"

Zeng Baoming smiled and gestured to a Qi Cultivation Disciple he had brought with him. "These are all Registered Disciples of the Sect. My original intention was to take them out to see the wide world. My master often says that a Cultivator’s heart must encompass the world; we cannot just work in isolation."

"However, a demon disaster suddenly erupted today. This disciple here is Baili Shang, the legitimate son of the Fortress Lord of Xianlai Castle, a Dock Fortress in the Wu Kingdom. He was worried about his clansmen and hoped to return home to check on them, so I brought them toward Xianlai Castle. On the way, we ran into people fleeing from the fortress. Seeing so many mortals, I decided to lead them to the Chongzhen Sect’s Blessed Land to take shelter. That’s when we happened upon Yu Ming Master fighting a Demon here and presumptuously joined in."

Du Youqian followed Zeng Baoming’s gesture with his eyes and nodded. "They are all good seedlings for Sword Cultivators."

’What a load of crap.’

’If they were really good seedlings, how could they still be Registered Disciples?’

He was just offering some cheap, empty pleasantries.

After a moment of contemplation, he added, "Xianlai Castle... Several hundred years ago, during the Wu Kingdom’s resistance against the Qi Kingdom, legend has it that an Immortal briefly stayed at this fortress and helped repel a Qi Army. That’s the origin of the name ’Xianlai Castle.’ At that time I... when I heard of it, I just thought it was baseless talk. Looking at it now, it seems it might be true."

Faced with Du Youqian, a Core Formation Master, Baili Shang was so excited his face flushed red. Hearing his words, he quickly said, "The Master is truly erudite! Reporting to the Master, our family records state that a side branch of our family did produce an Immortal Master in the early years, who joined the Shengxuan Sect. During the Qi Kingdom’s invasion, that Immortal Master did indeed enter the mortal world to help the family overcome the crisis."

"I see." Du Youqian nodded.

He felt a strange sensation in his heart.

’So, during my time as Prime Minister, I brushed past the world of Immortals several times without even knowing it!’

After a pause, he asked again, "I recall that your family immediately pledged allegiance to Du Yuxi when he ascended the throne and helped pacify some of the nearby unrest, correct?"

As a Core Formation Master, Du Youqian’s memory was exceptionally good. He recalled a time when Meng Xiao had mentioned in a report that "Xianlai Castle is very perceptive."

Baili Shang had to think for a long time before he remembered that Du Yuxi was the name of the founding emperor of the Wu Kingdom’s Du Dynasty.

He was somewhat astonished. ’This Master actually remembers the name of a mortal?’

He quickly recalled a rumor that for the past century, several successive Guardian Envoys from the Holy Blood Sect had paid close attention to the happenings in the Mortal World of the Wu Kingdom, and that the Du Dynasty itself had even been established with the support of a Guardian Envoy.

Then he remembered that this Master You De was said to have served as the Guardian Envoy of the Wu Kingdom in his youth...

Baili Shang immediately admitted, "Yes. For the merit of helping the new emperor ascend the throne, our ancestor was ennobled as a Count, a hereditary title that would not be demoted in rank."

This was actually an awkward topic, as it implied his ancestors were opportunists.

But before a Master, one had to admit things frankly. If he could gain the Master’s attention and goodwill because of it, his entire family would soar.

Although Baili Shang was fortunate enough to have a Spirit Root and had, by a twist of fate, entered the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, a Second-class Immortal Sect, he had only ever studied Swordsmanship as a Registered Disciple.

After a period of Cultivation, he had long since abandoned any extravagant hopes.

He knew full well that with his aptitude, becoming an Outer Disciple might be possible, but becoming an Inner Disciple was just wishful thinking.

As a result, he focused more on gathering information and intelligence within the Sect, and wasn’t as dedicated to practicing the sword.

He had now reached the age where if he could not become an Outer Disciple, he would have to leave the Sect.

After some thought, he concluded that it would be better to return home and inherit his family’s business and title than to languish as an Outer Disciple.

So, he had simply given up trying.

However, he was worried that once he left the Sect, his family would naturally lose the Sect’s protection.

But if he could gain this Master’s approval, his family could continue to receive a Sect’s protection, and from a First-class Sect at that!

A Core Formation Master had a lifespan of several hundred years. If another disciple with a Spirit Root appeared in the family in the coming centuries, they could continue their connection with the immortal path.

Du Youqian extended his Divine Sense slightly, and Baili Shang’s thoughts were as clear to him as the lines on his palm.

He had no interest in accepting the allegiance of such an ordinary, low-level cultivator. He just laughed it off and said to Zeng Baoming, "This child is not bad. He is worth nurturing."

Zeng Baoming replied with a placating smile, "The Master’s insight is like a torch; of course you’re right. We think highly of him as well. I intend to accept him as my Inner Disciple."

In truth, he had been about to give up on Baili Shang. Based on his observations, the young man had almost no Dao Heart and was full of opportunistic schemes.

But since Du Youqian had said so, he couldn’t be obtuse.

A spot for an Inner Disciple was no big deal.

Not all Sword Cultivators were madmen. One must have the courage to draw one’s sword against a strong enemy, but also the wisdom not to turn the powerful into enemies.

After a few more pleasantries, Du Youqian said, "Yu Ming Master, please patrol the surrounding area and slay the demons. I’m going to find Master Wan Shi and help her subdue that Demon King as quickly as possible."

Yu Ming Master had no objections. He had no desire to hunt another Demon King. Wasn’t it more enjoyable to bully some Foundation Establishment Little Demons with his superior Realm?

Du Youqian hastily bid them farewell, boarded his Flying Boat, and hurried toward the area Master Wan Shi was responsible for.

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