I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

On Soul-shaking Mountain, time seemed to stand still. Nothing much had changed in several hundred years.

Without humans—those masters of reshaping nature—any changes on the mountain seemed to be measured in millions of years.

The Beautiful Daoist Nun sighed in admiration at the few Arrays Du Youqian had arranged.

Having known her for a while, Du Youqian knew that Master Wu Ai had dabbled in Arrays and was quite an adept—a Tier Two Middle Grade Array Master was considered skilled no matter where they went.

Of course, she couldn’t compare to Du Youqian.

Although after obtaining Jie Yu’s Array Inheritance in his past life, Du Youqian never had time to study and practice it, and in this life, he had rarely spent time and energy on such Cultivation Techniques.

But his skill in Arrays had long since reached Tier Three, and he was advancing toward Tier Three Middle Grade.

These Arrays he had set up on Soul-shaking Mountain truly showcased his mastery of the art.

When someone praises you for something you take the most pride in, it’s easy to develop a fondness for them.

That’s why it’s a skill many a ’green tea’ has mastered.

However, Du Youqian was certain Wu Ai was no ’green tea’.

Besides, she always carried an air of serene detachment, as if she were an immortal who had already transcended the mortal world.

It was truly rare to hear her praise anyone.

So, even with Du Youqian’s composure, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

But upon entering the Grand Array and seeing the Daoist Temple, the Beautiful Daoist Nun let out a soft, "Huh?" and stopped in her tracks.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Ai, what’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing," the Beautiful Daoist Nun shook her head slightly. "It’s just that one feels..."

Du Youqian waited for a moment, but she didn’t continue, so he had to prompt her. "What do you feel, Fellow Daoist?"

Master Wu Ai subconsciously bit her red lip. "One finds this place so familiar, as if one has been here before."

A look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Du Youqian wasn’t too concerned. ’Almost everyone experiences that feeling of déjà vu at some point in their lives.’

’Sometimes, it might be a fleeting glimpse of a past-life memory.’

’But more often than not, it’s just a trick of the mind.’

So Du Youqian just smiled. "Perhaps it just bears some resemblance to a place you’ve been to before, Fellow Daoist."

Master Wu Ai didn’t press the issue and simply smiled. "Perhaps."

There were quite a few rooms in the small Daoist Temple. Du Youqian gave Master Wu Ai the room that once belonged to Elder Tao, and so a period of arduous cultivation began.

Master Wu Ai’s life was very disciplined. She entered closed-door cultivation, never once stepping outside.

Du Youqian, on the other hand, did not enter seclusion.

He wasn’t in a hurry to break through, as he had temporarily reached a plateau in his progress.

Besides, the main purpose of his trip to Soul-shaking Mountain was to fish; he couldn’t lose sight of that.

Thus, he enjoyed a rare period of leisurely life.

Sometimes, he would go to the Peach Blossoms to play music and speak to Long Ruzhen. However, he found he had less and less to say to her these days. Even his memory of her face was gradually fading.

At other times, he would pick a cliff and watch the clouds drift by for an entire day, his mind actually filled with the countless permutations of Arrays.

At still other times, he would fly into the sky to overlook the convergence of Human Dao Fortune, sensing the great torrent of the Human Dao, the contours of the Earth Veins, the surge of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, and the mysterious connection between the three throughout the world.

Master Wu Ai did not emerge from her seclusion until a month later.

The corners of her lips were turned up in a slight, pleasant smile. She was just about to speak with Du Youqian when she suddenly heard the sound of music.

Master Wu Ai froze. She stood in a trance for a moment before walking toward the source of the music.

Lifting her head, she saw the peach tree. It was clearly winter, yet the Peach Blossoms were blooming brilliantly.

Of course, to a Core Formation Master—especially one who knew a few techniques of a Spirit Plant Cultivator—such a minor trick was nothing remarkable.

Master Wu Ai’s gaze fell upon the figure beneath the tree—a man with a dignified air, sitting cross-legged and playing with intense focus.

When the song ended, Du Youqian looked back at her, nodded in greeting, and then began another piece.

"This piece you are playing, Fellow Daoist, one has heard it before," Master Wu Ai said suddenly. "What is it called?"

Du Youqian smiled and said, "The piece is called ’The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.’ However, you must be mistaken, Fellow Daoist. In this world, I am the only one who can play this piece, and I have never taught it to anyone else. You’ve probably confused it with another, somewhat similar piece you’ve heard elsewhere."

A trace of bewilderment flashed in the Beautiful Daoist Nun’s eyes. "Yes, one is likely mistaken..."

Du Youqian smiled and casually began to play again.

The look of confusion on the Beautiful Daoist Nun’s face deepened.

"Fellow Daoist, wait."

Du Youqian looked at her.

"Does the melody after this part go like this?" The Beautiful Daoist Nun began to hum.

The polite smile on Du Youqian’s face gradually vanished.

The tune Master Wu Ai was humming was truly the latter half of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer Melody.

"Where did you hear this, Fellow Daoist?"

Du Youqian asked after Master Wu Ai finished humming.

The Beautiful Daoist Nun’s clear eyes were filled with confusion. "I can’t remember."

This was the first time she had referred to herself as "I" in front of Du Youqian.

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「Deep within the Desolate Abyss, in the ruined South Sea Secret Realm.」

On a throne so massive it was visually staggering, a tiny figure sat, bobbing its head.

The tiny figure was draped in tattered armor, its whole body covered in scorched, matted fur.

"We still have to wait? Until when!" The tiny figure’s voice was filled with agitation.

Another voice, similar in timbre but completely different in tone, emerged from its mouth, tinged with cunning. "We wait as long as the Blood Slaughter Old Man doesn’t act! Otherwise, do you want to be cut down by his sword? Let me tell you, that’s not a pleasant feeling."

"I don’t need you telling me what to do! Xue Tu... Xue Tu might be unable to awaken from his slumber. Otherwise, forty years ago when we pulled off something that big—killing several True Inheritance Core Formation cultivators from the major sects—why didn’t he act? I’m telling you, he can’t wake up!" said the jittery voice.

"Don’t be so hasty. Good things come to those who wait. As long as we can ultimately shatter this world and escape this prison, why be in such a rush?" said the cunning voice.

"Easy for you to say! You were only born three hundred-some years ago; you still have a long, long Celestial Lifespan ahead of you. But mine is almost at its end! How can I not be frantic! The Longevity Spiritual Object we stole last time was completely useless," said the jittery voice.

"If you’re going to bring that up, then I have to settle a score with you. You kept saying we were going to steal a Longevity Spiritual Object, but was that really your target? I think you were trying to use my slumber as a chance to find that Desolate Evil Spirit and eliminate me!" said the cunning voice.

"I didn’t! You’re lying! It wasn’t like that!" the jittery voice retorted loudly, though it sounded a little guilty.

"Let it go. I’m not trying to hold it against you," the cunning voice said, its tone surprisingly placating. "After all, we swore a great oath after that incident. We now share this single body. Only when we get out of here can we properly compete to decide who will possess this Tier Six physique."

The jittery voice snarled, "So you’re trying to stall until my Celestial Lifespan runs out? Wait for me to die of old age so you can take this body for yourself without lifting a finger? Don’t you forget, while you may be the Spiritual Wisdom born in this body after Yuan Liulang died, I was once a wisp of his Split Soul! I have a greater claim to this body than you! If you try to stall, I’ll make sure to drag you down with me when my time is up! Don’t underestimate the resolve of a former Demon Sect Core Formation Master!"

The cunning voice said, "Come now, come now, why would I deliberately stall? You underestimate my grasp of the bigger picture. This is not the time for infighting!"

The jittery voice said, "Right now, that Baili Jianxin is arranging a grand, heaven-worshipping ceremony for the Nine Countries. I suspect he’s planning something! Don’t forget, he was taught the Human Dao Sword by Zeng Baoming. We don’t know how far his understanding of the Human Dao Sword goes, but during a ceremony like that, when the great river of the Human Dao is at its most concentrated, even if his mastery hasn’t reached the stage of Great Success, he could still regulate Yin and Yang and realign the Earth Veins, so long as he has the cooperation of someone who cultivates the Celestial Dao Sword!"

"But we’ve already killed everyone who cultivates the Celestial Dao Sword," the cunning voice said dismissively.

"But we must guard against any possibility! If he really manages to slow the decay of Spiritual Qi, many of the Core Formation Cultivators we’ve recruited might get second thoughts! You have to understand, at least half of the Human Race’s Core Formation Cultivators in our organization joined because they saw no future with Momenan’s decaying Spiritual Qi! If the decay stops, many of them will grow complacent and will no longer serve our cause!"

"Then what do you propose we do now?" said the cunning voice.

The jittery voice said decisively, "We go talk to Baili Jianxin. If we can’t reach an agreement, then we storm Soul-shaking Mountain, kill him, and scatter his very soul!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how ferocious," the cunning voice said. "But have you considered what we’ll do if the Blood Slaughter Old Man decides to intervene?"

"So if Xue Tu never makes a move, we just do nothing forever?!" the jittery voice raged.

After a long silence, the cunning voice finally spoke. "You’re right. Even if only to probe the Blood Slaughter Old Man, it’s time we made a move against Baili Jianxin."

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