I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Du Youqian was, of course, mentally prepared for the risks involved in establishing a new trade route.

After all, if trade routes were so easy to establish and money was so easy to make, why hadn’t others already done it?

Du Youqian’s advantage was his ability to transport unique products from the distant Immortal City Alliance.

But his disadvantage was just as obvious: he lacked powerful enforcers to protect his caravans.

The Four Principles Sect had sent five Core Formation Cultivators, and the Shengxia Sect another three. On paper, it was a powerful lineup, one that could seemingly traverse the Endless Desert Sea without issue.

Yet in the outside world, they were nothing but small fry, easily bullied by anyone.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have suffered so many grievances and hardships before.

Still, the sudden loss left Du Youqian stunned. After the shock came a visceral, gut-wrenching pain.

"Little Jin’Er is dead. Xiaomo is dead too. Yu Bao’Er detonated her Golden Core. Fei Province was severely injured and captured. Only Xiaoruan managed to escape..." Li Fei’s expression was defiant, as if refusing to admit defeat, but fat tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

She had raised these children herself...

Du Youqian sighed.

The Sect had a total of six Golden Core Cultivators. This one incident had cost them three. It was still unknown if Fei Province could be rescued. If not, they would have lost two-thirds of their strength.

This was no longer a matter of being seriously wounded; this was the threat of annihilation!

If Du Youqian weren’t here.

The surrounding powers would likely seize this moment of weakness to carve up the Four Principles Sect’s resources and snatch away its promising disciples.

Zhou Muzhi knelt opposite Du Youqian, his face as dark as a gathering storm.

He had been against the Sect sending so many of its best to explore some trade route, but Du Youqian had been forceful, and with Li Fei on Du Youqian’s side, he couldn’t object.

Now, he felt no smug satisfaction of being right, only heart-wrenching grief for his old comrades’ deaths.

"The Binyin Sect is strong... but this debt of hatred must be paid," Zhou Muzhi said viciously.

He rarely spoke with such harshness.

Li Fei wiped away her tears. Her face, unable to hide its wrinkles and exhaustion, looked to be that of a woman in her fifties or sixties—a sign that a Cultivator was nearing the end of their life, aging suddenly.

Foundation Establishment Cultivators, of course, did not experience the so-called "Celestial Five Declines." That was a privilege reserved for Core Formation Masters.

Core Formation Cultivators could maintain their appearance and condition until a few days, or perhaps a dozen, before their death. Then, they would suddenly age, their Golden Core would collapse, and their Magical Power would dissipate.

Foundation Establishment Cultivators, on the other hand, would slowly age as their limit approached, their physical abilities and Magical Power gradually declining.

Everything was gradual, and it was this slowness that was the hardest to accept.

It was not a swift end, but a slow torture that could cause a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to lose all reason and their Dao Heart.

Li Fei’s state, however, was relatively stable. Perhaps it was because she could be by the side of the man she loved that she maintained a good disposition. But this heavy loss for the Four Principles Sect was like a knife twisting in her heart.

"Brother Zong, we have to do something, don’t we?" Li Fei pleaded.

Du Youqian shot her a quick glance. "No. You will do nothing. What could you possibly do? The Binyin Sect has three Nascent Soul Masters and over a dozen Golden Core Cultivators. What could you do?"

Li Fei bit her lip, clearly unwilling to accept this, but she could not disobey Brother Zong’s command.

Zhou Muzhi opened his mouth, but then hesitated, leaving his words unspoken.

Kang Yinghe, who had been silent all this time, shook his head, too dejected to speak.

Of the three Core Formation Elders the Shengxia Sect had sent, one had fallen and another was severely injured. The Shengxia Sect had suffered a great blow to its vitality.

He had done all that could be expected of him; Du Youqian couldn’t blame him for anything.

Now, he was only worried that the Sect had suffered such a great loss for no gain.

He’d heard that nearly all the profits from the Four Principles Sect’s trade run had been stolen. Forget making money; they’d be lucky if they didn’t end up in debt.

’Sigh, how am I supposed to sort out this mess!’

Du Youqian took in all their expressions, then suddenly rose to his feet. With a wave of his hand, the flying sword Jinhuan fell into his palm.

"I will go. From this day forward, I am leaving the Four Principles Sect. I will no longer be its Supreme Elder."

Li Fei and Zhou Muzhi turned pale with shock. "Brother Zong!" "Master Ancestor!"

Kang Yinghe also looked at Du Youqian, hastily sending a message via Telepathy: "My Lord, so long as the green hills remain, there will be wood to burn! Don’t be rash!"

Du Youqian smiled. "The Four Principles Sect is a newborn sect. It shouldn’t offend the established ones. This isn’t a matter of right or wrong; the strong preying on the weak is the law of heaven. What the Four Principles Sect must do is hide its fangs and grow as quickly as possible. As for the Binyin Sect, I will pay them a visit. It’s time Jinhuan enjoyed a little Blood Food!"

"From now on, the trade route will no longer pass near the Binyin Sect."

He then sent another telepathic message to Kang Yinghe: "Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."

With that, he walked out of the hall, one step at a time.

Li Fei and Zhou Muzhi tried to follow, but an intense Sword Intent suddenly erupted from Du Youqian’s body, so piercing they couldn’t even open their eyes, let alone get close.

By the time they could open their eyes again, Du Youqian had vanished without a trace.

~~~~~~~

Qingxu Commerce Association, Endless Sand Sea Western Branch Office.

"This is difficult, so difficult. I should have advised you not to go. Fellow Daoist, why must you do this? With your cultivation and talent, if you were to train diligently for another thirty or fifty years, you would have a good chance at Nascent Soul Formation. Wouldn’t it be better to take your revenge then? Three Nascent Soul Masters and dozens of Core Formation Cultivators... Fellow Daoist, how can you possibly face that!" Ge Sheng clutched a wine pot, his face a mask of worry. He didn’t pour Du Youqian a drink, just poured one for himself and drank.

Du Youqian laughed. "Stop putting on an act. You promised me that after I killed Wen Wuxin, there would be no repercussions, that the Binyin Sect wouldn’t seek revenge for him. What happened? Can you no longer handle it? Is the Qingxu Commerce Association’s reputation worthless now?"

Ge Sheng sighed. "Fellow Daoist, things in life rarely go as planned. Besides, in the years you were gone, the Binyin Sect truly made no move against your Four Principles Sect. You don’t actually think the Qingxu Commerce Association didn’t pull some strings, do you? But now, your people were on a trade run, passing the doorstep of their vassal force, and got ambushed. How can you blame the Qingxu Commerce Association for not acting? If you had just stayed away from there, none of this would have happened."

Du Youqian sneered, "Oh, so what you’re saying is, I’m supposed to give the Binyin Sect a wide berth?"

Ge Sheng looked at him, troubled, his tone a mix of pleading and placation. "Fellow Daoist, please don’t get involved personally. Let us, the Qingxu Commerce Association, negotiate. We will definitely get you sufficient compensation, all right?"

"Compensation?" Du Youqian shook his head. "You can say that to the Binyin Sect. How much is one Core Formation Master worth in compensation? Once I’ve killed all of the Binyin Sect’s Core Formation Cultivators, I’ll be the one paying them."

Ge Sheng’s face fell in alarm. "Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, don’t be rash!"

"Just remember your promise. No matter what happens, you are to protect the Four Principles Sect’s Inheritance, ensure its legacy continues, and keep its core disciples unharmed."

Ge Sheng tried to grab Du Youqian, but with a single stomp, Du Youqian mounted a flying sword and soared away, leaving only a thought echoing in his wake: "Remember your promise! Your promise! The promise! The vow!"

~~~~~~~~~

After leaving the Qingxu Commerce Association’s Western Region Branch, Du Youqian flew west without stopping.

With no need to trade, inquire about prices, or contact distributors, Du Youqian’s speed was incredible.

Just one month later, he arrived at the location where the joint caravan of the Four Principles Sect and the Shengxia Sect had been ambushed.

This place was called "Four Directions Town." Though called a town, it wasn’t a mundane settlement but a Marketplace, which, together with the surrounding Spirit Fields, formed a small power.

The highest Combat Power of this small faction consisted of two Core Formation Masters.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

But they had backing!

Their main backer was the Binyin Sect. Ever heard of them?

A Major Sect with three Nascent Soul Masters and over a dozen Core Formation Masters!

Their ancestors had even produced several Divinity Transformation True Monarchs!

Although they were in a bit of a decline now, who could say they wouldn’t produce another Divinity Transformation True Monarch in a few hundred years?

So, the Binyin Sect still had quite a bit of clout in this area.

As a result, even the small Four Directions Town was under their protection. Most Tribulation Cultivators wouldn’t dare to cause trouble here.

The joint caravan of the Four Principles Sect and Shengxia Sect was here in this Marketplace negotiating business when they were deceived by smooth talk into staying. And that stay was just long enough to await the arrival of three Golden Core Late Stage cultivators from the Binyin Sect!

Three Golden Core Late Stage cultivators, wielding several Tier Four Treasures, attacked with extraordinary effect, effortlessly crushing the eight Core Formation Masters from the Four Principles Sect and Shengxia Sect.

Four died on the spot, two were severely injured, and two escaped.

At this moment, Du Youqian watched Four Directions Town from a distance, a smile on his face.

The layout of Four Directions Town was quite ordinary, and the surrounding Spirit Fields were neatly arranged.

It looked like a peaceful and harmonious Immortal Family town, a place of simple bucolic life.

How beautiful!

How tranquil!

But that tranquility was destined to be shattered today.

Du Youqian took a deep breath.

It was as if he could still smell the blood of Little Jin’Er, Xiaomo, and Yu Bao’Er.

This generation of the Four Principles Sect had a total of six Core Formation Cultivators: three Qian Cultivators and three Kun Cultivators.

Such a perfect balance!

Yet in a single battle, all three Kun Cultivators were lost!

It truly made Du Youqian want to curse out loud.

He stood his ground, his Sword Intent rising with his rage.

Within Four Directions Town, the two Core Formation Garrisons rushed out of their meditation chambers and shot into the sky. They exchanged a look, each seeing the terror in the other’s eyes.

"The aura is definitely that of a Golden Core Cultivator, there’s no mistake... but that Sword Intent... it’s too strong! Why would a Golden Core Cultivator have such powerful Sword Intent! Is it directed at us?"

The other warned with his eyes: ’From the looks of it, it’s definitely aimed at us. I don’t know who this powerhouse is. We should speak politely, try diplomacy before hostility. We should do our best to avoid fighting a ferocious character like this!’

As they hesitated, wondering if they should go forward to greet him, they saw a Tier Four Flying Sword, glinting with a cold light, streaking towards them like a meteor across the sky.

It was fast, but not so fast that their Divine Sense couldn’t track it. However, the Sword Intent clinging to the blade was so potent that even a brief probe with their Divine Sense felt like being seared by a white-hot branding iron.

’Too strong, too terrifying!’

’This person is not someone we can fight head-on!’

"Fellow Daoist, please stay your hand! We can talk this out!"

"Fellow Daoist, we have no prior..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the flying sword Jinhuan slashed down at them.

There was only one flying sword, but its Sword Intent split into two, aiming to cut them both down.

The two were both shocked and furious. ’How much does he look down on us?’

’Attacking from a distance, with one sword against two people... does he really think we’re pushovers?’

Both fell silent and took out their Defensive Treasures, thinking they had to block this strike no matter what.

But when the Sword Intent fell upon them, they discovered that their prized defenses, in the face of that Sword Intent, melted away like the first snow under a warm sun!

They didn’t even have time to scream or leave any last words. With just a single strike, all signs of life were extinguished, and they plummeted from the sky.