I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

The first time Du Youqian successfully reached Foundation Establishment, he was so happy he could have written a five-thousand-word essay to express his feelings.

The second time, though still happy, a mere hundred words were enough to convey his emotions.

But now, on his third time reaching Foundation Establishment, it wasn’t even worthy of a written description.

If anyone asked, the answer was three words: "Foundation Establishment successful."

Nothing more to it.

Sui Xing, however, was grinning from ear to ear.

One year!

From the Qi Cultivation Third Layer to Foundation Establishment!

Truly, as expected of a Celestial Spirit Root.

A Celestial Spirit Root—why was it called ’Celestial’?

Because it represented the favor of the heavens!

The Sui Family was fortunate!

Ruihan City was fortunate!

Sui Xing could almost see it: the Sui Family rising gloriously to dominate Ruihan City, becoming the most powerful family in the Immortal City Alliance. They would secure a permanent seat on the Alliance council and leverage its power to develop Ruihan City, nurturing stronger Spirit Veins, allocating more resources, and training more experts. Generation after generation of the Sui family would stand on the shoulders of their predecessors, reaching greater heights and going further than ever before...

’Perhaps I’ll be lucky enough to see that day with my own eyes. Who knows?’

’In thirty or fifty years, Sui Xiao might reach Core Formation, and I’ll only be a hundred and sixty by then.’

’If Sui Xiao remembers my service and lets a few benefits slip through his fingers for me, I might even have a chance to attempt Core Formation myself! Who knows!’

At this thought, a fire ignited in Sui Xing’s heart. It wasn’t ambition, but pure desire!

He had once believed he had no hope at all, so he just went through the motions, content to get by.

But now, he saw a glimmer of hope!

"Young Clan Leader, what are your plans? What do you need this old one to do?" For a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator to be so respectful before a young man who had just reached Foundation Establishment, even changing his form of address, Sui Xing saw nothing wrong with it at all.

After all, in thirty or fifty years, he would have to respectfully greet this same person, who would surely have reached Core Formation by then.

He was just showing his deference a little early.

The title "Young Clan Leader" was hardly an overstep. In a few more years, he would probably be calling him "Clan Leader," and after that, "Old Ancestor."

Regardless of Du Youqian’s actual age, once he reached Core Formation, he would be an Old Ancestor. That was an ironclad fact.

Du Youqian was not the least bit surprised by his deferential attitude.

’Isn’t it perfectly normal for a side branch of the family to act this way when they see a rising star from the direct lineage?’

Not everyone imagines themselves the protagonist of a web novel, wanting to overthrow the shadows looming over them and topple the direct lineage.

In fact, the Sui Family’s direct lineage treated the side branches quite well. It wasn’t perfect, but at least it wasn’t so oppressive as to drive people to rebellion.

Therefore, following the genius of the direct lineage toward a brighter future was the best choice.

"Is it possible for the news of my successful Foundation Establishment to leak?"

Sui Xing stated resolutely, "Absolutely impossible."

"Good," Du Youqian instructed. "Find a secret channel to send me back to the family."

"But... desertion is a capital offense..." Sui Xing said in alarm.

"I’ll be right back. I need to kill a few people and take care of some things. I won’t be long. If anything comes up, or if there’s a headcount in the army, just find a way to cover for me for a few days."

Sui Xing thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth. "Yes! This old one will arrange it immediately."

’If the Young Clan Leader wants to kill someone, my job is to hand him the knife.’

’As for who Du Youqian is going to kill, what business is it of mine? It’s not like he’s going to kill my parents.’

Sui Xing was extremely efficient. Having been on the front lines long enough, he certainly had connections. He quickly arranged for Du Youqian to board a Flying Boat on a procurement mission.

As for minor details like altering his appearance and aura, there was no need to even mention them.

Meanwhile, Sui Xing immediately began to cover for Du Youqian, creating the illusion that Du Youqian’s Cultivation had gone awry and he needed to enter seclusion to heal. He even specifically purchased some Healing Elixirs.

Of course, if a Core Formation Master were to investigate, a single sweep of their Divine Sense would reveal that the secret chamber was empty and Sui Xing was lying.

But a Core Formation Master wouldn’t fuss over such details. Even if they discovered Du Youqian was gone, they would simply summon Sui Xing and instruct, "How serious are his injuries? How long until he recovers? Have him come see me as soon as he’s better."

This was how those in power handled things.

Otherwise, if they exposed the lie on the spot, their only option would be to kill Sui Xing and issue a warrant for Du Youqian’s arrest to make an example of them.

But doing so would only alienate Ruihan City.

Those in power were not so foolish.

While Sui Xing calmly made his arrangements, Du Youqian, disguised as an unfamiliar middle-aged cultivator, had already returned to Ruihan City. He paid the City Entry Fee under a false identity and then, without stopping, headed straight for the Sui Family’s ancestral home.

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"Who is this person you said wanted to see me?" Duan Shurui slowly looked up, her eyes fixed on the hastily drawn sketch on a handkerchief.

The drawing was of her, but the brushwork was somewhat childish, like a drawing by a child.

In fact, Duan Shurui had an identical drawing tucked away in her Storage Treasure Pouch.

It was also drawn on a handkerchief—a gift from Xiao’Er on her fiftieth birthday. That year, Xiao’Er had been ten, and she had just reached the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer, entering the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. It was a time when she was feeling particularly proud and successful, so the memory was especially vivid.

"It was a strange man, very ordinary-looking, with no distinguishing features. His accent sounded local, though," the Maid said cautiously, afraid that she had stumbled upon her mistress’s affair and would be silenced for it.

Duan Shurui put away the handkerchief. "Where is he waiting for me?"

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After leaving the ancestral home in disguise, Duan Shurui headed straight for a City God Temple in the western part of the city.

Because its god wasn’t considered very responsive, the City God Temple had long since lost its worshippers. However, the City God and his subordinate officials enshrined within were ancestors of the Four Great Clans—Sui, Bian, Rong, and Shen—so the temple had never been torn down.

Duan Shurui glanced at the Temple Priest who was lazily sweeping the grounds. Just as she was about to step into the City God Temple, she suddenly froze.

A sudden intuition made her turn and study the Temple Priest closely.

Although she had never seen the Temple Priest before, and his face and build were completely unfamiliar, Duan Shurui felt a sense of familiarity about him.

"A mother’s heart truly knows her son. Even though I changed my appearance and aura, you could still recognize me, Mother!" As he spoke, the Temple Priest looked up, and right before Duan Shurui’s eyes, he transformed into the likeness of Sui Xiao.

"Xiao’Er!" Duan Shurui gasped in shock. This miraculous Secret Technique that could even alter one’s aura was truly hard for her to believe.

But she didn’t doubt Du Youqian’s identity for a second. How could a mother mistake her own child?

"Why are you back? Desertion is a capital offense!" she said urgently.

Du Youqian said calmly, "Your son has his own arrangements. After I kill a few people, I will return to the front lines and come back after earning enough GPA."

"You..." Duan Shurui suddenly noticed. "You’ve reached Foundation Establishment?"

"Yes."

"What a good son!" If Duan Shurui were an ordinary person, she probably would have fainted from excitement.

Reaching Foundation Establishment in one year!

𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

How many have achieved that throughout history?

’This child... his future is bound to be extraordinary!’

For any mother, this was the greatest source of happiness and pride.

"Who do you plan to kill?" Duan Shurui asked, though she already knew the answer.

"Rong Panxi and Bian Youque. Mother, please tell me their whereabouts."

"It’s good that you want to settle your grudges personally, but Bian Youque is highly valued by the Bian Family. He has a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Guardian with him at all times now. Besides, if you kill them, the ancestors of the Bian and Rong families will certainly not let the matter rest."

Duan Shurui wasn’t refusing Du Youqian; she wanted to test whether her son was acting on impulse or with careful forethought.

She didn’t want her son to be a brainless brute.

Du Youqian smiled faintly. "Mother, your son has his own plans. Some things are better left unsaid; why don’t you just wait and see? Even if I make a mistake, with the three Old Ancestors around, what can anyone do to me?"

Duan Shurui smiled as well. Regardless of whether Du Youqian’s plan was sound, the fact that he understood this point proved he wasn’t a fool.

Indeed, it was undeniable that the safety of every Sui Family disciple was tied to the three Old Ancestors.

If the three Old Ancestors were fine, Du Youqian, as a son of the direct lineage, wouldn’t have to pay with his life even if he committed a heavenly crime. At worst, he’d be exiled.

But if something happened to the three Old Ancestors, even if Du Youqian were low-key and humble, the other three families would find ways to torment and even eradicate him.

"In an hour, someone will come and tell you their whereabouts." Duan Shurui longed to pull her child into her arms and pat his head like when he was little.

But she restrained the impulse.

’He’s not a child anymore. He’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and in a few years, he’ll hold great power. I must give him the respect he deserves! I can’t treat him like a child!’

Duan Shurui reminded herself.

As the direct daughter of the Dali City Lord, she had naturally received the appropriate education.

Du Youqian gave her a small smile, transformed back into the Temple Priest, and resumed slowly sweeping the ground.

Duan Shurui lowered her head and hurried away.

An hour later, a few ragged children ran past the front of the City God Temple, chasing and playing. A crumpled ball of paper rolled to Du Youqian’s feet.

Du Youqian didn’t even need to look. A sweep of his Divine Sense recorded all the information on the paper. Then, he gently brushed the paper ball with his broom, and it instantly turned to dust.

He slowly walked into the City God Temple, and by the time he emerged from the back door, he had already changed his appearance again.

Just then, the real Temple Priest shook his head and woke up. When he walked to the front of the City God Temple, he was utterly dumbfounded.

Had a Tianluo Lady visited the temple?

Why was the entrance to the temple swept so clean?