I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Wu Kingdom, the ruins of the Shuangxi Sect.

A monkey in tattered armor sat on the back of the Sect Leader’s throne, a wine jug carved from Spiritual Jade in his hand. He drank deeply with a look of rapture, ambrosial nectar spilling from the corner of his mouth onto his scorched and blood-matted fur.

Yin Ruozhen, clad in white like an immortal, stood in attendance below, her face expressionless.

Only, upon seeing the Great Saint Incarnation acting like a common drunk, her lips would twitch occasionally.

A short while ago, this was the Shuangxi Sect, not the ruins of the Shuangxi Sect.

As a Third-class Sect, the Shuangxi Sect had no Core Formation Master, only a Tier Three Spirit Chef whose sole specialty was brewing wine.

So, one could imagine what happened when the Great Saint Incarnation came knocking. He shattered the Shuangxi Sect’s Tier Three Sect Protection Array with a single punch. A single roar shook their strongest Foundation Establishment Cultivators to death. Then, he plucked a handful of his own fur, blew on it, and unleashed the Divine Ability, "Thousands of Clones." A horde of smaller monkeys appeared, chittering as they slaughtered everyone in the Shuangxi Sect.

Clearly, the Great Saint Incarnation hadn’t put much effort into it.

With a bit more effort, he could have easily annihilated even a First-class Sect.

But after all this playful ruckus, the Great Saint Incarnation started complaining he was tired and needed to rest, clinging to his wine jug and refusing to let go.

Yin Ruozhen could only remain silent, once again wondering in her heart if she had made a terrible mistake...

After a long while, Yin Ruozhen couldn’t help but speak. "Great Saint!"

"Hmm?" With dazed, drunken eyes, Yuan Liulang shook his head back and forth, looking endearingly foolish.

Of course, the wine couldn’t truly make him drunk.

But the wine doesn’t make the monkey drunk; the monkey makes himself drunk.

He had been sealed for over eight thousand years. He had only just revived, yet he was about to be slain by the Blood Slaughter Sword.

If he didn’t take this chance to have a few good drinks and get thoroughly drunk, was he supposed to wait until after he was truly slain and his True Spirit Fragment returned to his main body?

’By then, the fine wine will enter my main body’s mouth. What will that have to do with me?’

At this thought, Yuan Liulang gazed far to the south, wiped the sweet wine from his monkey lips, and couldn’t help but smile.

’You little thing, you’re certainly having fun...’

’I thought after being suppressed, I’d never see the light of day again. Those despicable members of the Human Race wanted to wear me down for ten thousand years, then use an array to drain my power to sustain the operation of this Small World.’

’So I drew out my Great Sage Bloodline, gave most of my power to you, and created you, this little thing, just so those despicable humans wouldn’t get their way.’

’This little Pigeon Race girl’s skill with arrays is quite good. She was even able to modify the array originally used to drain my power, reversing it to draw on the Essence Blood of those zombies and humans to break the seal and revive me.’

’But so what if I’m revived?’

’If I still had my power, I could fight Xue Tu. I’d probably still lose, but at least I could have a good, satisfying battle.’

’But now? I can only wait for the chopping block, without a shred of strength to fight back. I’m making it all too easy for that old bastard Xue Tu.’

’Little thing, in a way, you are also a Great Saint Incarnation. As long as you train and cultivate properly, developing the power within your body, you will possess strength no less than that of a Great Saint Incarnation.’

’But at the same time, you are not a Great Saint Incarnation, because you don’t have a Great Saint’s True Spirit Fragment. Your upper limit isn’t sealed.’

’As a bearer of the Great Sage Bloodline, can you become another Great Saint in the future?’

’I’m looking forward to it.’

’Let my main body watch for me...’

CRASH! The wine jug, polished from Spiritual Jade that even Divine Soldiers would struggle to harm, was slammed to the ground, shattering into a thousand pieces.

"ROAR!" Yuan Liulang bared his fangs, his ferocity so intense that Yin Ruozhen quickly bowed her head, not daring to look at him directly. "Let’s go! Follow Old Yuan here and we’ll raise some hell! We’ll break Xue Tu and tear this world asunder!"

Yin Ruozhen kept her head bowed, recalling the expression she had just seen on the Great Saint Incarnation’s face. It wasn’t merely savage; it was so ferocious it felt like he could devour her whole. Her heart hammered, threatening to leap out of her throat.

’So ferocious!’

’So... intoxicating!’

’Great Saint, I’m sorry. This servant shouldn’t have doubted you!’

Yin Ruozhen brought out a Flying Boat and knelt in respectful invitation. Yuan Liulang staggered aboard.

He then adjusted their course, heading toward Sui Shou Mountain in the Dai Kingdom.

Along the way, no one dared to stop them.

The Shuangxi Sect had been wiped out—such a major event—yet no one dared to step forward. Yin Ruozhen felt nothing but contempt.

’These humans have probably grown too comfortable for too long. Faced with real war, they’re immediately at a loss.’

’They’ll probably only wake up from their dream when the Great Saint Incarnation reaches Sui Shou Mountain!’

’But by then, it will be too late.’

’No, it’s not a matter of it being too late.’

’When the Great Saint Incarnation makes a move, the Human Race never stood a chance.’

’No matter what the Human Race does, they will be defeated.’

’After the Great Saint Incarnation first crushes the Taihe Sect and then slaughters the Holy Blood Sect, the rest of humanity will surrender without a fight.’

’The cultivators who surrender will, of course, be selectively accepted.’

’From now on, the Great Saint naturally won’t bother with worldly affairs. As for me, I will turn this land into a hunting ground for the Ten Thousand Races, controlling the number and combat strength of the Human Race’s Foundation Establishment Cultivators and Core Formation Cultivators.’

’The younger generation of the Ten Thousand Races can all come here to hunt Human Race Cultivators of corresponding realms, gaining some combat experience before entering the truly cruel, great war.’

’And if I can achieve this, perhaps I will obtain some "Heavenly Mandate," and with it, ascend to Tier Six, or even higher realms.’

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When Du Youqian and Feng Xiaoyi rushed back to the Holy Blood Sect, the sect was bustling with activity, but order was still maintained. This brought Du Youqian a sigh of relief; the worst had not happened.

"Elder Yu, Elder Shi asked me to inform you to attend the Elder Council meeting immediately. And Elder Feng, your presence is also required." A Steward from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage hurried over upon hearing the news.

"Understood."

’They’re about to lay all their cards on the table,’ Du Youqian figured.

When they arrived at the meeting place, they found that it wasn’t just the Core Formation Masters of the Holy Blood Sect, but that most of the Core Formation Masters in the world were gathered there.

Masters from the Profound Sects Orthodox Sect and Core Formation cultivators from the Demon Sects were all gathered in one place, a once-in-a-thousand-years event.

In the small hall, standing or sitting, were more than thirty Core Formation Masters.

The Taihe Sect had sent over ten Core Formation Masters, the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion had sent two Sword Daoist Masters, and there were also representatives from the Chongzhen Sect, the Heavenly Emotions and Oceanic Resentments Sect... Every Second-class Sect had sent at least one Core Formation Master. Lin Sha was also there.

Last time, in the Cyan Yang Sect Relics, Xue Tu had Blood Sacrificed six Core Formation Masters from various sects with a single sword strike, a huge blow to their strength.

And this time, the demon uprising had likely caused considerable casualties, further thinning the ranks of Core Formation Masters in each sect.

As for the Third-class Sects, those with only one Core Formation Master were not present, with the exception of Fang Hua.

Those with two Core Formation Masters had sent one person.

It seemed they were being allowed to preserve a spark of their legacy.

Most Core Formation Masters were deep thinkers, but at this moment, confusion was plain on their faces, none of them knowing why they had all been gathered here.

Many were secretly communicating via Divine Sense.

Du Youqian had only just taken a look around when Meng Xiao approached him, communicating via Divine Sense, "My Lord, the situation here is not good. You shouldn’t have come."

Du Youqian gave a slight nod. "I am a True Inheritor. I will be fine."

As he spoke, he gave Meng Xiao a deep, meaningful look.

Meng Xiao was a veteran and instantly understood. His expression stiffened slightly. After a pause, he said in a low voice, "If something happens... I’m entrusting Meng Ran to you."

Du Youqian said, "Rest assured."

Just then, Supreme Elder Shi Shentong communicated with Du Youqian via Divine Sense: "Is everything alright?"

Du Youqian replied, "It’s nothing. I had some private matters to attend to."

He then spotted Yu Ming Master from the Chongzhen Sect in the crowd and tossed the Water Yu Sword over to him. "Yu Ming Master, my condolences."

Yu Ming Master’s expression was one of bitter grief, but he didn’t forget his manners and offered his thanks.

If he were truly a man of principle, he would surely send a generous gift later.

For someone to return a Tier Four Treasure to him, it would be unacceptable not to show some form of gratitude.

Shi Shentong chose this moment to speak. "It seems everyone has arrived. Let’s begin."

"To make a long story short, a demon has, at some unknown time, infiltrated Momenan. It blended into the Taihe Sect, acting under the identity of the True Inheritor, Yin Ruozhen."

The masters exchanged glances. The faces of the Taihe Sect cultivators were full of shame, wishing they could cast a spell to hide their expressions.

"This demon snuck into the Desolate Abyss, woke many Demon King Zombies, and even seduced our sect’s True Inheritor, Wandering Dragon, persuading him to cause havoc in the Nine Countries with a large number of Demon Kings. Although Wandering Dragon was ultimately slain by our sect’s Master You De, the damage done was immense. Even our own Elder Pang has unfortunately fallen."

As soon as these words were spoken, the small hall erupted, buzzing like a marketplace. Everyone was shocked by the news.

Pang Master, who had been at Core Formation for over three hundred years and was definitely considered one of the top five experts in Momenan, had fallen just like that?

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