I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Seeing a flicker of astonishment in Du Youqian’s eyes, as if he were completely caught off guard, Fang Hua’s smile turned smug.

Her slender, fair fingers pressed against Du Youqian’s neck.

Forget a human neck.

Even steel would be dented by her grip if she exerted her strength.

Twisting the neck of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would be no harder for her than twisting a piece of taffy.

"Hm?" As she prepared to apply a little pressure and restrain Du Youqian, she was shocked to find that his neck felt as hard as refined steel.

No, it was even harder than refined steel!

Du Youqian grinned, his hands clapping in from both sides like a pair of palm-leaf fans.

Fang Hua let out a short cry of surprise, realizing she had miscalculated.

With Du Youqian’s Physique being so formidable, her plan was impossible, and she had no time to adapt.

But despite her cry of surprise, she wasn’t the least bit panicked.

’There’s no way Du Youqian would actually hurt me.’

Sure enough, as Du Youqian’s hands reached her, the clapping motion changed into an embrace. He wrapped them forcefully around her waist, and with a powerful tug, Fang Hua’s voluptuous form was pulled helplessly against his own—a body that looked lean but was in fact firm, toned, and scorching hot.

This was a moment she had longed for, for hundreds of years. Now that it was upon her, she felt no shyness, only staring at Du Youqian with wide, bright eyes that rippled with flirtatious charm...

Du Youqian lowered his head and effortlessly captured her full, moist, red lips.

He received a passionate response—somewhat unexpected, yet perfectly understandable upon reflection.

It tasted of floral fragrance, held the coyness of a sensitive plant, and the sweetness of divine nectar.

It was gentle yet fiery, a decisiveness free of hesitation, much like her Swordsmanship: charging forward, heedless of the consequences.

’Female Sword Immortal, it is time I fulfilled my promise and made you a woman.’

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「Capital City, Celestial Master’s Mansion.」

Du Sumin sat in the back garden, gazing at the desolate view. Yellow leaves drifted down without a breeze, and a hint of loneliness touched her otherwise placid gaze.

Du Suxin stood quietly behind her, her heart aching as she watched. After a long moment, she forced a smile and called out, "Sister!"

Du Sumin stood up, pleasantly surprised. "Sister, you were free to come down from the mountain!"

Last year, Du Suxin had completed her Garrison duty and returned to the Sect.

Otherwise, with her Cultivation, if she had continued to linger in the mortal world, her Realm would have soon regressed.

"Yes, I came to see you and Father," Du Suxin said, gently stroking her sister’s delicate, firm face, as fair as white jade. "Are you doing all right?"

Du Sumin smiled. "I’m doing very well, Sister."

Du Suxin took her hand and led her to a seat, her gaze full of sympathy.

Du Sumin gave a look to the two personal maids waiting on her, dismissing them.

The guards on the perimeter also withdrew to a respectable distance.

Du Suxin squeezed her sister’s hand. "In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed. You’re about to turn twenty-four; one could say you’re an old maid now. What are you thinking?"

Du Sumin blinked. "What am I thinking about what? Sister, you’re seven years older than me. Does that make you an old maid, too? You still look so young to me."

Du Suxin said, "I just wonder how you can go on staying in his mansion like this, with no title or official status. From the looks of you, you’re still a virgin. Since he isn’t even willing to consummate your union, why must you wait here in misery? I’m going to have a serious talk with Father and have you brought back to the Prince’s Mansion."

Du Sumin smiled, placing her other hand over Du Suxin’s. "Sister, there’s no need to worry about me. The Celestial Master may not have given me a title or ever summoned me to his bed, but he hasn’t been with any other woman these past years, either. Besides, as long as I live here, our father the Prince’s position is unshakable. Do you have any idea how much power the Celestial Master holds? It’s no exaggeration to say he’s second only to the emperor. Do you know how much our father is riding high on this success? Everyone knows his daughter lives in the Celestial Master’s Mansion. Even though we aren’t formally married, I am the only woman he has ever taken in."

"But that shouldn’t come at the expense of your happiness!" Du Suxin said angrily.

Du Sumin said softly, "But Sister, who says I’m not happy now? And who can guarantee that I’d be happy if I married someone else, following the conventional path of marriage and children?"

Tears welled in Du Suxin’s eyes. "But look at your situation... He barely speaks a word to you for weeks on end. Aren’t you lonely? Seven years have passed, and another will follow. How many ’seven years’ do you have? When your youth fades and you have no children by your side, won’t that be a tragedy?"

Du Sumin laughed. "Sister, you have a deep misunderstanding of the Celestial Master. He may not speak to me often, but he doesn’t prohibit me from doing anything—and I mean *anything*. So how could I be lonely? I can make friends as I please and organize poetry gatherings. I can read and paint in my spare time. When I wanted to learn the guqin, the Celestial Master had the world’s finest master come teach me. When I had a sudden whim to learn martial arts, the Celestial Master sent the Innate Grandmaster Long Youming to teach me Swordsmanship. He even said that if I wanted to try my hand at governing, he would let me pick a territory and order the local officials to heed my advice in all matters, allowing me to rule over the people."

"Sister, from ancient times to the present, how many women have ever known such happiness? I may not be able to be his true wife or bear his children, but I have honestly never felt lonely or unhappy."

"Besides, in a world like this, what can we weak women really do? My current situation is one countless people envy but could never hope to attain."

Had she not seen that flicker of loneliness in Du Sumin’s eyes earlier, Du Suxin would have certainly believed her sister.

’Still,’ she thought, ’most of what my sister said is probably true.’

’My sister’s life certainly has its interesting points, filled with things that women throughout history could only envy from afar.’

’But she has also lost so much.’

’A loving husband, adorable children, the small but wonderful moments of family life...’

’But how can one ever clearly calculate such gains and losses?’

’And besides, I myself chose the path of the Dao, so I’m also destined never to marry and have children like a Mortal woman.’

’Come to think of it, my own life isn’t necessarily any better than my sister’s.’

At this thought, Du Suxin sighed and gave up trying to persuade her.

Seeing that her sister’s mood had soured, Du Sumin took her hand and began chattering about all the interesting things that had happened to her over the past couple of years.

Du Suxin, in turn, shared some amusing anecdotes from her own Cultivation.

The two sisters talked about everything under the sun, just like when they were children.

The sound of their bell-like laughter drifted over the walls and beyond the Celestial Master’s Mansion...

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After several tender days with Fang Hua, Du Youqian returned to the Capital City to resume his administrative reforms.

Many officials fell from grace, while many others rose quickly through the ranks, all within the new regulations.

But Du Youqian avoided "unconventional promotions." He wanted to establish an effective system, and the greatest threat to any system is an individual whose authority supersedes it.

He reasoned that even if everyone had to wait their turn based on seniority, it was still better than a system where powerful individuals could use various pretexts to let their own children and relatives skyrocket through the ranks.

A system based on seniority would indeed prevent many talented people from showcasing their abilities in their youth.

But at least, if they were patient, they could still rise.

If unconventional promotions were allowed, the true geniuses would never get their chance, because the positions above them would have long been snatched up by well-connected pretenders.

The capable rise and the incapable fall. Only by strictly enforcing this rule could the government have a chance of becoming clean and efficient.

Throughout history, the Ministry of Personnel had always been the most powerful department of the government.

Administrative reform was the most important work, and also the work most likely to make enemies.

Therefore, after Du Youqian began his reforms, the number of people he offended was beyond counting.

Countless officials were demoted or even dismissed and investigated for dereliction of duty. Many more were thrown in prison for corruption, some even having their entire families executed.

Du Youqian couldn’t guarantee there weren’t miscarriages of justice among them.

He didn’t have the leisure to investigate every single case himself, using methods like the Enchantment Art to uncover the truth.

But he could guarantee that he had done his utmost to establish a system of monitoring and interrogation designed to minimize such injustices.

Another five years passed. Du Youqian was now thirty, and it had been eleven years since he had become the Celestial Master.

His Cultivation had impressively reached the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer, putting him just a stone’s throw away from the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

It just went to show the power of a Celestial Spirit Root. ’And this Human Dao Fortune,’ he thought, ’is truly something else.’

One day, after returning from Grass Tower Temple, he was reading in his study.

A servant suddenly came to report, "Princess Qing He requests an audience."

Du Youqian was a little surprised. Du Sumin rarely sought him out on her own initiative these days, trying her best not to bother him. It seemed she had given up any thought of a true union between them.

He had never restricted her freedom; as long as her activities weren’t too outrageous, she had no need to report them to him. He considered it a small compensation for her situation.

’I wonder why she’s requesting an audience today?’

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