I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

One day, Emperor Shunde had some rare leisure time and was listening to Princess Consort Duan play the zither.

The Eunuch, Eunuch Liu, came to report, "The Commander of the Jinyiwei, Zhai Jing, has sent in his token requesting an audience. He says the heir to the title of Elder Zhongyong has arrived in the Capital City."

Emperor Shunde was overjoyed. "Let him in!"

Outside the hall, Zhai Jing unbuckled his saber and strode in with his head held high.

In truth, unbuckling his saber wasn’t necessary. Ever since the world was thrown into chaos by Demons, the emperors of every kingdom have had at least one Immortal Master Tributor attending them at all times.

If someone could harm the Emperor with a mortal weapon in the presence of an Immortal Master Tributor... well, with that kind of power, it wouldn’t matter whether they were carrying a sword or not.

Emperor Shunde had even decreed that certain important ministers could wear their swords into the hall.

However, Zhai Jing was a very cautious man. Especially in his position as Commander of the Jinyiwei, it was easy for people to gossip about him.

If even the Emperor grew suspicious of him, he truly wouldn’t be able to keep his position.

Upon reaching Emperor Shunde, Zhai Jing bowed low.

He performed a solid, full kowtow.

This was another of Zhai Jing’s peculiar habits.

Ever since the reforms in the late era of the Grand Ancestor, the practice of kneeling during private audiences with the Emperor had been abolished for officials.

Over the past few hundred years, this had long since become standard procedure.

Even a minor Fifth Grade official wouldn’t drop to his knees every time he saw the Emperor.

Only Zhai Jing—whose name, Jing, meant ’respect’—was incredibly deferential to Emperor Shunde, always performing the grand rite at every meeting.

"Rise and speak. Ai, I’ve told you so many times, don’t just drop to your knees at the slightest provocation. If you keep this up, who knows what those censors will start chattering about. Aren’t you afraid they’ll impeach you for fawning over your superior?" Although Emperor Shunde’s words were a protest, his body was quite honest; he was smiling from ear to ear.

After rising, Zhai Jing first choked back a sob as he declared his loyalty. "Every time your humble servant beholds Your Majesty’s sacred face, it is like seeing a benevolent father. I cannot help but be overwhelmed with emotion. Even if Your Majesty punishes me, even if the censors impeach me, I will not change. I cannot change."

Emperor Shunde nodded in satisfaction. "My dear minister, you said that Baili Jianxin has arrived in the Capital City. Have accommodations been arranged for him? When will you bring him to see me?"

"This..."

Seeing Zhai Jing’s troubled expression, Emperor Shunde knew the matter was truly difficult.

Because Zhai Jing was overly loyal, he would always do his utmost to complete any task assigned to him. Even if his methods drew criticism, he never made excuses or complained.

Precisely because of this, the Cabinet members often bypassed Zhai Jing, instead assigning tasks to the Jinyiwei’s Deputy Commanders and Commanding Ministers, effectively sidelining him.

Therefore, if Zhai Jing was finding something difficult now, it must mean the matter was simply impossible to handle.

If there was even a sliver of a chance of success, Zhai Jing would have already done it and reported back.

So, Emperor Shunde’s face darkened. "What? Is he unwilling to see me?"

Seeing Emperor Shunde so angry, Princess Consort Duan stopped her playing. The eunuch attending him also glared furiously at Zhai Jing.

Zhai Jing hurriedly knelt again. "Your humble servant is incompetent! I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"

His words had the opposite effect; Emperor Shunde was no longer as angry. He calmed down, thought for a moment, and asked, "What did he say? Tell me, word for word. This man might be connected to a powerful Immortal Master. I need to know his true thoughts."

While sneaking glances at Emperor Shunde’s expression, Zhai Jing said, "Your Majesty, it’s not that I wish to speak ill of him, but that Baili Jianxin... truly has no respect for his sovereign. When I told him I was to bring him for an audience, he said, ’What’s the rush? Tell the Emperor to wait. I have other business to attend to.’"

At this, both Princess Consort Duan and the eunuch showed anger and shock. Only Emperor Shunde’s face betrayed no emotion. He first waved his hand, and only after the princess consort and the eunuch had tactfully withdrawn did he say, "Continue."

"I dare not say more."

"I command you to speak. What are you afraid of? Just say it. These Immortal Masters have never respected me. This is not the first day you’ve known that."

As Emperor Shunde finished speaking, a woman’s cold snort came from behind an exquisite screen. It was the attendant Immortal Master Tributor, clearly displeased with his words.

Kneeling on the floor, Zhai Jing said tremblingly, "This matter... involves several Tributors..."

"Oh?" Emperor Shunde glanced at the screen and, instead, chuckled. "Just speak plainly. The Immortal Masters are magnanimous; they won’t bicker with a Mortal."

Zhai Jing said, "That Baili Jianxin said he has no interest in inheriting the title and that he needs to focus on his Cultivation to break through to the next level, so he has no time to see Your Majesty. He also said... that he plans to become the National Preceptor of the Wu Kingdom. The next time you meet, he will personally make this request to Your Majesty and hopes to hear no objections. He also hopes to mind his own business with the Imperial Court Immortal Master Tributors from the Shengxuan Sect, and for them to mind theirs."

After speaking, he kowtowed again, his head hitting the floor. "I have been insolent! I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"

’This... is this a subject making demands of the Emperor?’

Emperor Shunde’s mind went blank for a moment.

In all his time on the throne, he had never encountered such a situation.

Then, from behind the screen, a Daoist Nun emerged. Her enchanting eyes were like a vast autumn lake, her figure rose and fell like mountains and rivers, and she possessed a graceful, ethereal beauty.

This Daoist Nun had lips like fire and a face as delicate as a dream. She wore a slightly worn Crane Robe. Her face showed some displeasure, but she wasn’t bursting with rage.

She stared intently at Zhai Jing. "What did you just say? He is in Cultivation?"

"Yes. According to multiple confirmations, that Prince Baili has already succeeded in Introducing Qi into the Body. He has become an Immortal Master," Zhai Jing reported from the floor.

Once he said this, Emperor Shunde calmed down completely.

’So that’s how it is. An Immortal Master... they’re never polite to emperors.’

’I’m used to it.’

He actually chuckled and said to the beautiful Daoist Nun, "Xin’Er, don’t be angry. I’m afraid this boy stumbled upon some immortal opportunity and, having just entered this new world, doesn’t yet know his own limits. It’s inevitable that he’s a little arrogant."

Du Suxin shook her head. "Cousin, it’s not like that. Since he knows the name of the Shengxuan Sect, it means he isn’t completely ignorant of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. And if he knows the Shengxuan Sect has over a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators and still dares to make such outrageous claims, it means one of two things: either he’s so arrogant and ignorant that he doesn’t know fear, or he’s fearless because he has something to rely on. I believe it is the latter."

Emperor Shunde looked thoughtful, then nodded.

Zhai Jing was clearly aware of this Immortal Master’s relationship with the Imperial Family, so he wasn’t surprised.

In fact, he was quite close to the Imperial Family and had heard the rumors: the Grand Ancestor’s Empress was an Immortal Master.

The bloodline of the Du Dynasty carried an Inheritance of immortal destiny.

Over the past few hundred years, several members of the Du Royal Family have joined the Shengxuan Sect. After achieving success in their cultivation, they returned to support the Imperial Family.

"Xin’Er, then in your opinion, how should I respond?"

Two small dimples appeared on Du Suxin’s delicate, rosy cheeks, as lovely as peach blossoms. "Cousin, you occupy a high position, and countless eyes are watching your every move. You should remain as steady as Mount Tai and not act rashly while the situation is unclear. Why don’t you let me go and probe him?"

Emperor Shunde thought for a moment, then gave his cousin a solemn bow. "Then I’ll entrust this to you, Xin’Er."

Du Suxin smiled sweetly. "It’s a trivial matter."

She then asked Zhai Jing, "That Prince Baili, where is he currently residing?"

Zhai Jing raised his head. "Before he even entered the city, the team I sent out was intercepted by Prince Rui. Prince Baili was taken directly to stay at Prince Rui’s Mansion."

Emperor Shunde was stunned. He turned to look at his cousin. "Imperial Uncle knows Baili Jianxin?"

Du Suxin was also a little puzzled. After a moment of contemplation, she smiled. "I’ll go back and ask."

Zhai Jing actually knew what was going on, but it was not his place to say, so he could only pretend to be ignorant.

While the Court debated how to approach Du Youqian, analyzing his mentality, Du Youqian himself was in a private courtyard within Prince Rui’s Mansion, meditating and performing Introspection.

Normally, one would need to be at least in the Qi Cultivation Late Stage to perform a clear Introspection.

However, when Du Youqian was a Mortal, his Divine Sense was already comparable to a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator. After successfully achieving Body Refining Introduction, his Divine Sense became as powerful as a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator’s.

Therefore, even though his Cultivation was only at the Qi Cultivation Third Layer and he was a Body Refining Cultivator, he could still perform Introspection with ease.

The Spring and Autumn Brush, for example, had followed him through reincarnation, as if it were bound to him.

He could already perceive the Spring and Autumn Brush through Introspection. And though he was far from reaching Core Formation, he could still communicate with it and even use its functions. It was just that forcing it with his current Cultivation would come at an enormous price.

What he wanted to do now was not communicate with the Spring and Autumn Brush, but to sense his own Spirit Root.

But sensing one’s own Spirit Root was not easy.

A Spirit Root was something that existed between the tangible and the intangible; it wasn’t a few solid pillars standing there.

’If I can’t even sense my Spirit Root, how the hell am I supposed to sever anything?’

In his past life, although Du Youqian could faintly sense his Spirit Root Attribute early on, it wasn’t until he reached Foundation Establishment that he could truly grasp its location.

By that time, his Spirit Root had already merged with his body’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit, becoming his Dao Foundation.

So, to clearly sense his Spirit Root during the Qi Cultivation Stage and then use his Sword Intent to sever the poison upon it...

This was not something an ordinary cultivator could do. It wasn’t even something an ordinary genius could do.

Only a prodigy who appears once every few hundred years could possibly achieve it.

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