I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

"What, you’re unwilling to do something for me?"

Seeing Du Youqian hesitate, "Master Su Quan" kept her smile, but her eyes turned cold, and her tone grew frosty.

Du Youqian chuckled. "To work for you, sister, is an opportunity I wouldn’t dare refuse. It’s just that Chen Hongbo is a Great Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, while I’m just a small fry at the Golden Core Late Stage. It’s a case of... the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak."

He reined in his thoughts, not daring to let his mind wander.

In his presence, Cultivators with weaker Divine Sense could hardly hide their thoughts.

If he didn’t control himself before this "Master Su Quan," his innermost thoughts would likely be pried open as well.

"Master Su Quan’s" beautiful eyes glinted. "If you are willing to fight for me, I naturally have ways to improve your strength in a short time. Or, I could give you certain methods that would allow you to catch Chen Hongbo off guard and severely injure him."

Du Youqian didn’t refuse again, but changed the subject. "I have a Celestial Spirit Root. Sister, why don’t you find a place with good Feng Shui for me to enter secluded Cultivation? In ten or twenty years, thirty at most, I’ll be able to achieve Nascent Soul Formation. When that time comes, I’ll have a much better chance of killing Chen Hongbo. At the very least, I could take him down with me."

"Is that so? But I can’t wait that long. I wish I could tear that bastard to pieces and scatter his ashes this very instant!" At this, "Master Su Quan" paused, seemingly lost in thought.

Then she waved her hand. "Pu Yu, you may leave us."

"Yes!"

Pu Yu Master took a few steps back, then turned and left.

Meanwhile, Du Youqian was analyzing the situation. ’When "Master Su Quan" spoke of Chen Hongbo, her hatred was so potent it practically shot through the heavens. It didn’t seem like an act.’

Then again, no Cultivator from the Heavenly Emotions and Oceanic Resentments Sect who practiced the Supreme Purity Emotion Scripture was a bad actor.

If someone told him her performance was all technique and no soul, Du Youqian would believe that too.

’This was the most annoying part—the line between truth and falsehood was impossible to distinguish.’

That was why Du Youqian hated dealing with High Tier Cultivators.

When interacting with Cultivators whose Cultivation was lower than his, on par with his, or even slightly higher—like Kai Feng Master at the Nascent Soul Early Stage—Du Youqian could use his superior Divine Sense to grasp their true Emotions.

But before "Master Su Quan," Du Youqian felt as if he were blind and deaf, unable to receive any real information. Or rather, unable to determine if the information he was receiving was real.

He asked tentatively, "Sister... what is the history between you and this Chen Hongbo?"

"Master Su Quan’s" expression changed instantly. Tears streamed down her face as her voice became a mournful lament. "That heartless man! I threw everything away to help him build his dream, toiling from scratch to establish the great Chen Kingdom. But before we could even enjoy a few good days, he turned his back on me. For the sake of power, he wounded me, cast me out, and even declared me a traitor! Is there any justice in this world? Is there any law?"

Du Youqian felt a bit awkward.

’The situation right now is: I know you’re acting, and you know that I know you’re acting. I also know that you know that I know you’re acting, yet you’re still putting on such a cringey performance.’

’Do you have any idea how hard it is to match your energy with my expression?’

’If it weren’t for my high level of self-control as a fellow ’actor,’ I would have burst out laughing by now, you know?’

"Sister, you have truly been wronged. I will certainly redouble my efforts, break through to the Nascent Soul Realm as quickly as possible, and avenge you. Sister, take care. I’m off to my secluded Cultivation!" With that, he cupped his hands in a farewell gesture and prepared to turn and leave.

But the moment he turned, he found himself facing a magnificent, golden palace.

The Maids strolling in the garden and the Royal Guards in their gleaming armor were all gone.

’Am I... trapped in an illusion now?’

’Or was the garden I saw before—and even Pu Yu Master—the illusion, and what I see now is reality?’

A soft, boneless hand landed on his back, gently stroking his chest. The touch itself didn’t seem provocative, but the voice that came from behind him was like a midnight whisper, enough to make one’s bones melt.

"My dear brother, Cultivation is so arduous. How could I bear to let you suffer through it? This is my palace, the very place from which I reign over the world. My dear brother, stay here and explore the Great Dao of Joy with me! You will understand that dual cultivation is the fastest way to increase your strength."

Du Youqian’s mind went BOOM, and the thread of his reason nearly snapped.

Fortunately, he had fought countless desperate battles against a Demoness who cultivated the Supreme Purity Emotion Scripture, so he had built up some resistance.

Had it been anyone else, they would have fallen long ago.

"Sister, I still prefer the solid, reliable Cultivation that comes from hard work."

Seemingly surprised that he could resist her assault, the hand stroking his chest paused for a moment.

Her voice lost some of its sexiness and gained a touch of tenderness. "My dear brother, you’ve reached such a Realm at such a young age. Even with great talent, you must have suffered a great deal, haven’t you? So many people are jealous of you, yet you have no one to confide in. So many people secretly plot against you, wronging you. I understand it all. Come to me, and I will cherish you."

’Of all the women Du Youqian had encountered, the most tempting one had been Lin Sha.’

’On one hand, Lin Sha’s Charm Skill was truly potent. On the other, and more importantly, the feelings between them had lowered Du Youqian’s resistance to her.’

’After her, it wasn’t Daoist Wu Ai, nor was it Fang Hua...’

’It was Jie Yu, formerly Feng Xiaoyi.’

’Du Youqian had a gut feeling that even though Feng Xiaoyi had teased him countless times, she had never used her full power and was just playing around with him.’

’If Feng Xiaoyi were to truly unleash her full charm, Du Youqian would find it very difficult not to make a mistake.’

’And this "Master Su Quan" was just as tempting to him as either of those two.’

It took a great, difficult effort for Du Youqian to maintain control.

He guarded the last sliver of clarity in his mind and said with a wry smile, "Dear sister, please, give me a way out of this alive."

"My dear brother..." Hot breath washed over Du Youqian’s ear, and a tongue flickered, ghosting over the shell of his ear.

A soft moan, as if suppressing something, sounded softly...

Even more fatal was the scent that grew ever richer—a mixture of fragrance and a woman’s natural musk. It wasn’t a pure perfume, but it was far more alluring.

Without needing to turn around, Du Youqian could picture "Master Su Quan’s" scorching red lips and her eyes, which seemed to be melting like honey, drawing him in, deeper and deeper...

"My dear brother, I don’t want you to die. I want you... to die from pleasure!" The hand roamed, even more gently now.

It gradually slid toward places it shouldn’t go.

At the same time, her body pressed closer to him.

"Master Su Quan’s" light robes had fallen away at some point, and her skin pressed against him without any barrier. It was fiery hot, yet soft as water—a contradictory sensation that was intoxicating and impossible to escape.

Du Youqian clenched his jaw, struggling to restrain his primal urges.

But he didn’t dare move or resist, for fear that she would resort to more violent methods.

It wasn’t that he lacked the ability to slay a Nascent Soul Late Stage Cultivator, but the opportunity to do so would only last for an instant.

If he couldn’t catch her by surprise, he would be the one defeated.

Of course, he could burn away his lifespan and start a new life, but he had already invested so much effort into this one. He didn’t want to waste it.

Besides, Jie Yu and Wu Ai might not be able to wait for him any longer...

"Sister, let’s talk about this next time. We’ve only just met," he managed to say.

"You won’t look at me, you won’t hold me... Does that mean you don’t love your sister?"

"I can talk, and I can love you, sister. But can we change the location, change the environment, and have a proper talk? Whatever you need me to do, I can cooperate. I’m very useful; I can do many things for you. To be used up just like this would be a bit of a waste."

The hand began to slide upward.

"What a shame. You’re a cunning little one, truly interesting. If you can clearly explain how you know about the Supreme Purity Emotion Scripture, then it’s not impossible for your sister to have a proper talk with you."

The hand pressed lightly against Du Youqian’s neck.

The slender, jade-like fingers were as delicate and tender as green onions, yet they seemed capable of tearing open his throat at any moment.

Du Youqian activated the Nine Yin Nine Yang Ten Thousand Transformations Hidden Heaven Technique, simulating the aura of the Crimson Scripture of Profound Mystery and Spiritual Mechanism.

"Oh?" The jade hand loosened its grip slightly.

Du Youqian’s thoughts raced. Clenching his teeth, he activated the Red Blood Seven Transitions Technique and began Burning his Essence Blood.

"Alright, alright," the jade hand released him completely, her voice tinged with disdain. "So you’re just a Little Demon. How boring."

The moment she finished speaking, the palace before Du Youqian’s eyes vanished.

He was once again standing in the garden. The Guards and Maids reappeared in their original positions.

Du Youqian turned around. "Master Su Quan" was still dressed in her light robes, smiling faintly at him. "Little Demon, whose disciple are you? Why did you mix in with that so-called Immortal City Alliance? Could it be that the Holy Blood Sect is starting to make a move on the Alliance?"