I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

In reality, this Tier Four Treasure possessed endless miraculous uses, integrating both offense and defense.

Using it to bludgeon someone was a complete and utter waste.

But in a moment of desperation, he couldn’t afford to care about that.

Wang Ke thought to himself. ’A Tier Four Treasure... Smashing someone at this close a range, its sheer material hardness should be enough to break dozens of my opponent’s bones!’

But to his shock, after the small pagoda struck its target, the man merely swayed.

Wang Ke’s sharp eyes noticed that in that single instant, the man’s skin had taken on a faint golden gleam, as if it had suddenly transformed into hard metal.

’I’m screwed...’

This was Wang Ke’s last thought.

Because his opponent’s finger had already touched his forehead.

Although Wang Ke had already put all his effort into using Golden Core Voidification to disperse the force, he could disperse the physical force, but how could he ever disperse the Sword Intent?

After all, he couldn’t maintain the state of Voidification forever—only for the brief span of a single breath.

The moment he could no longer maintain the complete Voidification of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit and transitioned from ethereal to solid, the Sword Intent swept through his entire body.

Cai Min saw the exchange between Du Youqian and his sect brother, Wang Ke. He watched Wang Ke smash Du Youqian with the Five Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, only for Du Youqian to tap Wang Ke on the forehead in response. The entire exchange seemed like child’s play.

Cai Min sped up, intending to rescue his sect brother.

But then he saw Du Youqian abandon Wang Ke and fly toward him, simultaneously maneuvering a Flying Sword in a wide arc to strike from the flank.

Cai Min, of course, was not careless. He had already readied his Defensive Treasure, planning to focus on defense and wait for Wang Ke to recover before launching a pincer attack.

But Wang Ke’s body suddenly looked as if it had been pierced by countless tiny holes, all of which began spraying blood at once. In a flash, Wang Ke was drenched in his own blood, his aura rapidly fading.

Forget a pincer attack; in his current state, it was a miracle he hadn’t died on the spot. His life was just that tenacious.

But continuing the fight was impossible. All the meridians in his body had likely been shredded, and his Cultivation was surely lost.

Then, Wang Ke’s body plummeted toward the ground.

Unconscious and his Cultivation shattered, a fall from this height would undoubtedly smash him into a meat pulp.

Cai Min naturally wanted to save him, but he had his own hands full.

Du Youqian’s Swordsmanship far exceeded his expectations.

His plan had been to use his Defensive Treasure to block for a time, avoiding the brunt of the attack. After all, it was clear that Du Youqian’s Sword Intent was ferocious and not to be trifled with.

He never imagined Du Youqian’s fundamental Swordsmanship would be so impeccable, a masterful blend of feints and true strikes, as unpredictable as the work of gods or ghosts.

It was a display of sublime artistry, a force that seemed to divide heaven and earth.

Cai Min struggled to defend himself, unable to tell which seemingly lethal strike held true Sword Intent and which was merely a feint.

In just a few moments, he was drenched in sweat. As for Wang Ke’s body—no, his corpse—it had long ago hit the ground from that great height, becoming a pile of mangled flesh.

Normally, the body of a Core Formation Master was tougher than steel.

Falling from a great height would deform it, but it wouldn’t be smashed to pieces like a mortal’s.

But Wang Ke had misjudged and been far too reckless. Du Youqian’s single finger had shattered his Golden Core. With his Golden Core destroyed, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit dissipated, and his Cultivation was utterly lost. His body was still a little tougher than a mortal’s, but not by much.

Cai Min forced himself not to look at Wang Ke’s gory remains and focused on survival.

He already wanted to flee. When facing a powerful enemy, it was only natural to run if you couldn’t win. They were Cultivators, not common mortal soldiers; no one could force them to fight to the death.

But Du Youqian’s Swordsmanship was too ensnaring.

Truly and utterly ensnaring.

As Du Youqian moved his sword, it was as if he were weaving a great net, and Cai Min was a pitiful insect trapped within it.

His struggles, dashing left and right, only served to entangle him even more tightly.

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, I surrender! We can talk about this, please stop!"

With Wang Ke’s fate as a warning, Cai Min was terrified. He didn’t want to die an obscure death. He had a bright future ahead, with a chance at Nascent Soul Formation. Why throw his life away here?!

It would be far better to apologize sincerely, offer sufficient compensation, and have the Sect ransom him back than to die here and now.

Jinhuan was pressed against Cai Min’s neck, but Du Youqian didn’t deliver the killing blow. His mind was clear. He remembered that both the Four Principles Sect and the Shengxia Sect each had a heavily injured Core Formation Master who had been captured by the Binyin Sect.

"I have a grand-disciple and a subordinate. They were heavily injured and taken by your people. Where are they?"

Cai Min hesitated. "Well..."

Du Youqian said coldly, "If they’re alive, you get to live. If they’re dead, you’ll be buried with them."

Cai Min hurriedly said, "They’re alive! They’re both still alive!"

It was just that... they weren’t living well.

The two of them were imprisoned in an Evil Pool controlled by the Binyin Sect. Not only had they received no treatment for their wounds, but they were also tormented daily by Evil Qi invading their bodies.

They weren’t dead, but one could barely call them alive.

Du Youqian casually sealed all the meridians in Cai Min’s body, as well as his Dantian Qi Sea. He didn’t torture him, merely carried him back to the tavern and resumed drinking moodily.

The tavern’s Shopkeeper and waiter were sensible enough not to tamper with his food and wine during his absence.

After a few more sips of wine, Du Youqian took out a Jade Slip and carved a message into it, detailing his terms for a prisoner exchange.

The wording was plain—neither fawning nor deliberately belittling. It was straightforward and brimming with confidence: "I have captured Cai Min, a Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator of your sect. I wish to exchange him for Fei Province, a Core Formation Disciple of the Four Principles Sect, and Lu Guiying, a Core Formation Cultivator of the Shengxia Sect, both of whom you hold captive. The exchange will take place in Four Directions Town. You may bring as many people as you like. I alone will be waiting."

After recording the message on the Jade Slip, Du Youqian walked to the window and looked out.

Some people met his gaze boldly, others looked away evasively, and a few had hatred glinting in their eyes. Du Youqian took it all in.

He chose one person, and with a flick of his wrist, the Jade Slip floated down as if guided by an invisible force, landing with perfect precision right in front of the man.

The man instinctively reached out and caught it.

"Take this Jade Slip back to your Binyin Sect’s Supreme Elder." Having said his piece, Du Youqian turned and went back to his table without waiting for a reply, and resumed drinking.

Cai Min was silent for a moment before he couldn’t resist asking, "How did you know that man was from the Binyin Sect?"

His Divine Sense hadn’t been sealed, so he was aware of what Du Youqian had just done.

Du Youqian didn’t answer.

Casually revealing your trump cards to others is immature grandstanding, the act of a complete fool.

’Do I look like a fool?’

In reality, what he had done was simple: he had used his overwhelmingly powerful Divine Sense to catch the man’s stray thoughts.

But he certainly wouldn’t say it aloud, and would just let Cai Min guess blindly.

That’s not a typo. It is just Cai Min.

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Du Youqian waited, calm and composed, for the Binyin Sect’s next move.

He was fairly certain their Nascent Soul Supreme Elder wouldn’t get involved just yet—they couldn’t afford such a loss of face. They would definitely send Core Formation Level Cultivators first in an attempt to regain some dignity.

As for whether the prisoner exchange would succeed, that was something Du Youqian couldn’t predict.

He could only do his part and leave the rest to fate.

He couldn’t be expected to risk his life by sneaking into their sect’s headquarters to rescue Fei Province and Lu Guiying.

He was only their master’s master and their superior... not their father.

Besides, there was no need for him to put on a persona or anything like that now.

Du Youqian waited quietly. Unexpectedly, the first to arrive were not people from the Binyin Sect, but someone he hadn’t anticipated... no, it was a person and a demon.

When a Flying Boat bearing the Flying Sword insignia of the Qingxu Commerce Association brazenly landed in front of the tavern and Ge Sheng stepped out, cradling a Little Split-Ear Sand Fox with a helpless look on his face, Du Youqian’s eyes went wide.

’Ah, my little Hajimi! It’s been a hundred years. I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to pet you...’

A hundred years had passed, and the Little Sha Jiang from back then had successfully promoted to a Tier Three Demon King.

’I wonder how Sha You is doing now. Did the Inheritance I gave her to help her bloodline evolve allow her to promote to Tier Four?’

After Du Youqian returned this time, neither the Split-Ear Sand Foxes nor the other Demon Race clans that had been on good terms with the Four Principles Sect had come to see him.

Upon asking, he learned that some sort of incident had occurred on the Demon Race’s side, and they hadn’t had any contact with the Four Principles Sect for ten or twenty years.

Du Youqian opened his arms in an exuberant welcome. Ge Sheng, thinking Du Youqian was about to hug him, curled his lip in disdain, but then Du Youqian called out, "Sha Jiang!"

Sha Jiang leaped nimbly into Du Youqian’s arms, immediately settled into the most familiar position, let out a comfortable "CHIRP," and closed its eyes, waiting for Du Youqian to start petting.

Ge Sheng stood frozen in place. After a moment, he stretched his arms and legs, as if his limbs had gone numb from sitting too long and needed some movement.

"Little Sha Jiang, do you still remember me?"

"Of course. This technique is you. I’d never mistake it," Sha Jiang said resolutely.

Its ears twitched. "Besides, our clan is the best at identifying souls and auras. To find someone’s reincarnation, the Ghost Belly Cats first determine the general location, then we identify them one by one, and finally, the Ghost Belly Cats awaken the reincarnated body. We’re the Ghost Belly Cats’ best partners!"

Du Youqian smiled.

The Split-Ear Sand Fox species... although their combat power was a bit lacking, their innate abilities were quite unique.

"What are you doing here? I’m about to fight with people. A lot of people are going to die."

"It’s because I heard you were going on a killing spree that Mom sent me over. For our bloodline to evolve, we need to absorb the souls of many creatures of the same or higher tier after they die. We don’t have to devour them whole, just absorb a portion of their scattered soul fragments."

"Maybe I’ll be the one who gets killed," Du Youqian teased it deliberately.

"No way! I won’t let you be killed. If you lose, I’ll save you and we’ll run away. I’m very strong!"

Du Youqian couldn’t help but grin.

Just seeing Sha Jiang had lifted his spirits.