I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

’To purge the poison from one’s Spirit Root during the Qi Cultivation Stage, you first had to be able to sense your Spirit Root, and then you had to comprehend an incredibly powerful Sword Intent.’

’Even Du Youqian from his previous life could never have met such harsh conditions.’

He recalled when Baili Yingxiong had taken him to see Zeng Baoming. Back then, in this life, he was still young and hadn’t awakened his Past Life Memory. Every time Du Youqian re-examined the details of that encounter, he found more and more to be suspicious of.

’For example, could Zeng Baoming really not have known that severing the poison on a Spirit Root through one’s own power was a near-impossible feat?’

’Given his condition back then, riddled with ailments and on the verge of death, even starting on the path of Cultivation would have been a challenge. Cultivating until he was strong enough to wield a powerful Sword Intent would have been harder still.’

’And if you added the two conditions of "clearly sensing one’s Spirit Root during the Qi Cultivation Stage" and "comprehending a sufficiently powerful Sword Intent during the Qi Cultivation Stage," you might not find a single person like that in the entire eight-thousand-year history of Momenan.’

’So why would Zeng Baoming have made such an impossible suggestion?’

’When something is out of the ordinary, there’s usually a demon involved.’

’Of course, I don’t mean a Demon had replaced Zeng Baoming or anything; my imagination isn’t that wild.’

’Rather, it meant that Zeng Baoming had definitely seen something.’

’Although I hadn’t awakened my past life’s knowledge back then and my Sword Intent was still very faint, as a Core Formation Sword Cultivator, it was impossible for Zeng Baoming not to have sensed it. He should have even been able to perceive the profound nature of my Sword Intent.’

’So, that raised a question: a ten-year-old child born with Sword Intent was, without a doubt, the reincarnation of a Major Sect’s Direct Disciple Cultivator with masterful Swordsmanship.’

’Surely, Zeng Baoming must have suspected something.’

Although those who could be more or less confirmed as reincarnated Cultivators were few, it wasn’t an exceptionally rare occurrence overall. Generally, one or two would appear every one or two hundred years.

But under normal circumstances, any Sect that discovered a reincarnated Cultivator would do its best to recruit them.

If they came across one with particularly good aptitude, they would even recommend them to First and Second-class Sects.

This was because among reincarnated Cultivators, not one in ten thousand ever fully awakened their Past Life Memory. In the eight-thousand-year history of Momenan, at least, such a case had likely never appeared.

However, these reincarnated Cultivators usually awakened some vague, fragmented memories, which allowed them to advance in their Cultivation faster than ordinary Cultivators. They also tended to mature earlier in how they handled worldly affairs.

Moreover, such reincarnated Cultivators had most likely been members of First or Second-class Sects before their rebirth.

So, Du Youqian was puzzled. Why hadn’t Zeng Baoming kept him back then? He was a child who was almost certainly a reincarnated Cultivator and even possessed the peerless gift of a Celestial Spirit Root. Even if Zeng Baoming wasn’t confident in purging the poison from his Spirit Root, he could have sought help from Tongming Master, who was already at the Golden Core Late Stage, or even from the Taihe Sect.

The number of details that didn’t stand up to scrutiny kept growing.

But right now, Du Youqian had no intention of going to the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion to ask for answers.

’A cultivator who hasn’t reached Core Formation is so insignificant even their farts are silent.’

’For now, I’d better focus on recovering some of my strength.’

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Prince Rui was in the courtyard, frolicking with several new Dancing Girls, when a frigid aura suddenly descended.

The sun had been bright for the past few days, and the autumn air was crisp and clear. It was the warmest period before the onset of winter, yet the courtyard felt as if it had suddenly frozen over.

Prince Rui and the Dancing Girls all shivered. Looking up, they saw a beautiful Daoist Nun standing on the courtyard wall. She wore a Crane Robe, her long hair gathered and draped down her back. With her hand on her Treasure Sword, she possessed an otherworldly grace.

A few of the Dancing Girls didn’t recognize her. One of them plucked up her courage and shouted, "Who are you? How did you sneak in here? This is the Prince’s Mansion! Don’t get yourself into trouble, little girl!"

Just then, a Royal Guard hurried over. Seeing the Daoist Nun, he immediately knelt. "Greetings, Commandery Princess!"

"All of you, withdraw. I wish to speak with the Commandery Princess alone."

Prince Rui impatiently gestured for the Dancing Girls and guards to leave. Only then did he walk up and affectionately take the Daoist Nun’s hand. "Suxin, what brings you back? You’re a Tributor in the Imperial Palace, yet you haven’t returned in a year. Your mother and I have missed you."

Du Suxin said coolly, "You seem to have more fun when I’m not back, Father. But let’s not talk about that. I came today on behalf of the Emperor to ask you: how do you know this Baili Jianxin, and why did you bring him to the Prince’s Mansion?"

"Well..." Prince Rui hesitated for a moment. "It’s a long story."

"Then make it short."

Prince Rui pulled Du Suxin down to sit. "You’ve only just come back after so long, what’s the rush? If you want to meet that Baili Jianxin, that’s no problem. I’ll have someone fetch him right now."

"I’ll see him, of course," Du Suxin said with a hint of a smile. "But, Father, you’d best answer my question first."

"Actually, you should know that when I was young, I liked to associate with Jianghu People." As he said this, Prince Rui looked somewhat embarrassed and sheepish.

Du Suxin said with a deadpan expression, "I understand. At that time, the late Emperor was gravely ill, and my cousin was young. There were many voices in the court hoping that you, the late Emperor’s own younger brother, would ascend the throne. To avoid suspicion, you deliberately engaged in debauchery, befriended Jianghu folk, and frequented brothels. In short, you were tarnishing your own name."

Prince Rui said cheerfully, "It’s wonderful that you understand, Suxin."

"Of course, you also genuinely enjoyed that kind of life, Father."

Prince Rui: "...Absolutely not! You’re talking nonsense. You’re mistaken."

Du Suxin chuckled softly, seeming to be in a good mood.

"Anyway," Prince Rui continued to explain, "at that time, I got to know Baili Yingxiong, the Heir of the First-class Brave and Loyal Marquis, who was hailed as the foremost master of the Sword Technique among the younger generation. His family is a strange one. Though they’re a hereditary Count’s family, they love to mess around in the Jianghu. And every Patriarch is a lecherous philanderer with countless wives and concubines. When I met Baili Yingxiong, he was only in his twenties but had already taken more than thirty beautiful concubines and fathered over a dozen children. His siblings, I hear, number more than forty. He’s even more prolific than your grandfather, the late Emperor."

Du Suxin teased, "Father, you’re actually quite envious, aren’t you?"

Prince Rui’s eyes widened. "No! I am not! That’s nonsense!"

"Tell me about this Baili Yingxiong, Father."

"He’s a hero," Prince Rui said after a long pause. "Every hero is a complex person, hard to sum up in a few words. But he’s a good man, a true hero. And at the end of the day, his family is also part of the Nobility. They’re our social equals."

Hearing this, Du Suxin already sensed something was wrong. "Father, surely you didn’t..."

"So, so, and I saw that Baili Yingxiong was, was dashing and handsome, and his wives and concubines were, were as beautiful as flowers," Prince Rui stammered. "So, I made a verbal agreement with him, an agreement, to become... in-laws."

This sudden turn of events left Du Suxin speechless.

Prince Rui peeked at his daughter. There was nothing he could do. His daughter had entered an Immortal Sect and was now high and mighty. He had no confidence in disciplining her anymore.

Du Suxin thought for a moment, then asked, "Does he know about this?"

Prince Rui said, "I tried to sound him out. The boy probably doesn’t know about the agreement from back then. Of course, this kid is a deep thinker. It’s also possible he knows perfectly well but is playing dumb with me because he doesn’t want to marry Su Min."

Du Suxin was even more speechless. "Father, are you saying you promised my younger sister to him?"

Prince Rui said irritably, "Who else? You were originally betrothed to the eldest son of the Liao Family, the Duke Wei. A girl can’t be married twice, can she? It’s just that you later joined an Immortal Sect and naturally couldn’t marry a Mortal, so I arranged with the Duke Wei’s family to cancel the engagement. But there’s no reason to marry both of you sisters to that Baili boy, is there?"

Du Suxin was already used to her father’s nonsense. Too lazy to get angry, she instead smiled and asked, "Father, do you know that Baili Jianxin has already succeeded in Introducing Qi into the Body and has become a person of the Immortal Dao?"

Prince Rui frowned, surprised and uncertain. "I sent someone to ask the Jinyiwei who escorted the boy back. They were vague, only saying that Prince Baili might have had a fortuitous encounter with an immortal. Is he really a person of the Immortal Dao already? In that case, haven’t I been neglectful? This won’t do. I need to have a good talk with him, pick an auspicious date, and have him marry your sister as soon as possible."

Du Suxin was once again speechless. "Father, what are you trying to do?"

Prince Rui said, full of confidence, "Didn’t you say that the so-called ’Spirit Root,’ which allows one to become a person of the Immortal Dao, is found in only one in ten thousand? But if the parents’ generation has a Spirit Root, their children have a higher chance of having one too. Of course I have to find a way to get that Baili kid to have a few more babies for our family! Maybe in the future, our family will have an endless stream of children with Spirit Roots! Let me see... that girl Su Fang may have been born of a concubine, but she has a graceful figure and a beautiful face. I imagine Baili Jianxin wouldn’t refuse her. Oh, and even though Su Yuan is a bit young, we can reserve a concubine’s position for her first. Quick, help me think, are any of your nieces the right age and pretty?"

Du Suxin felt that if she stayed any longer, she might commit the heinous act of patricide. She stood up abruptly. "Father, which courtyard is Baili Jianxin in? I’m going to have a few words with him."

Prince Rui’s face fell in alarm. "You can’t, Suxin! You’re destined to marry a major figure from an Immortal Sect in the future! How can you go see that boy? One of my legitimate daughters is enough for him. I can’t throw you into the bargain as well!"

Du Suxin shot her unreliable father a harsh glare, then turned on her heel and left.

Prince Rui wanted to give chase, but wind seemed to rise from his daughter’s feet, and she vanished in an instant.

Prince Rui could only stand there and sigh with emotion. "That girl... the way she turns is even more beautiful than her mother’s."

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