Rebirth of the Immortal

As the sun sets, the afterglow of dusk falls upon Nanqiu City. The city walls stand majestically, moss creeping up their corners. People, merchants, and carriages line up to enter the city gates. Inside, the streets meander in all directions, lined with inns, shops, and brothels. Children play in the alleys, while people hawk their wares along the streets. Some wandering heroes beat drums and gongs, attracting crowds to watch their performances. Wisps of smoke rise from the courtyards, blurring the twilight. ♡💣 ❻➈丂ⓗยⓧ.𝓒σ𝓶 💙💝

Sixteen-year-old Fang Wang stepped into the gates of the Duke's mansion. Dressed in a white robe, he was handsome and dashing, possessing both the elegance of a scholar and the spirit of a young hero. The servants guarding the gate greeted him with smiles, and he responded with a nod of respect without any airs.

"The Shadowless Step is indeed remarkable. From now on, no one can hurt me even if I'm within five steps."

Fang Wang's face was beaming with smiles. His internal strength had reached the legendary level of martial arts, and he was also proficient in the world's top swordsmanship, palm techniques, and footwork. He felt that he was invincible.

After all, he's only sixteen!

Having been reincarnated for sixteen years, he has reached the pinnacle of human existence and can now enjoy life to the fullest.

Fang Wang looked forward to the future as he walked along the way. The servants along the way greeted him and called him the Thirteenth Young Master.

Fang Wang's grandfather, Fang Meng, was a founding hero of the Great Qi Dynasty and held the rank of Duke of the Second Rank. His father, Fang Yin, was Fang Meng's youngest son. Fang Wang was the thirteenth among the three generations of his descendants, hence he was known as the Thirteenth Prince.

In this ancient-like dynasty, the atmosphere within the Duke of Fang's mansion was harmonious, without much intrigue or backstabbing, perhaps because Fang Meng was still in power.

With the help of the Duke's mansion's connections and prestige, Fang Wang began collecting martial arts secrets at the age of twelve. After four years of practice, he was able to project his internal energy into a powerful force, his strength as strong as an elephant. However, no one knew this, and they all thought he was just a young master of the Fang family who longed for the martial world.

As Fang Wang entered a garden, he saw a group of maids gathered together, chatting animatedly. With his superhuman hearing, he could clearly hear what they were talking about even from ten feet away.

"Zhou Xue has gone mad. Today she's spreading rumors everywhere that the Fang family is going to be wiped out."

"I heard that too. She's really bold. She visited all the young masters in the mansion, and now she's been locked up in a room by her father, the Fourth Young Master."

"Who dares to destroy our Fang family? Not even the Emperor himself!"

"Shh, you can't say that."

"Si Langjun dotes on his adopted daughter Zhou Xue so much, he'll probably be released after a few days in jail. But did you hear that? She claims to be reborn. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Fang Wang's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "rebirth".

A reborn person?

If Fang Wang didn't have memories of his past life, he would definitely take it as a joke. However, he himself had experienced an unbelievable reincarnation, so he couldn't help but wonder, what if it was true?

Will the Fang family be wiped out?

Fang Wang listened for a while, then walked towards Zhou Xue's courtyard.

When his fourth uncle, Fang Zhen, was young, he joined the army and almost died on the battlefield. Fortunately, Zhou Xue's father risked his life to save him. Even so, Fang Zhen was left with a lifelong disability that was difficult to cure. After leaving the army, he took his benefactor's ashes back to his benefactor's hometown. At that time, Zhou Xue's mother was already bedridden. Upon hearing this, she was devastated and passed away that day. Fang Zhen had no choice but to take the infant Zhou Xue back to the Fang family mansion and adopt her as his daughter.

Zhou Xue was aloof and rarely left her family's courtyard. Fang Wang had only seen her a few times since he was a child. In his memory, she was a shy little girl, about the same age as him, and quite pretty.

Fourth Uncle is usually extremely protective of his children, and Zhou Xue has never been bullied, so she shouldn't be mentally unstable. Could she really be a reincarnated person?

Fang Wang's heart sank. What kind of power could possibly wipe out the entire Fang family?

Could this be the Emperor's intention?

The Duke's mansion was very large, occupying one-fifth of the area of ​​Nanqiu City, and was like a city within a city. The Duke's mansion had thousands of servants. Sometimes, Fang Wang could even see his uncle Fang Xing training the servants in martial arts.

How could such a family as the Fangs be wiped out?

Fang Wang quickened his pace.

He circulated his internal energy, held his breath, and used the stealthy footwork to silently approach Zhou Xue's window, carefully eavesdropping.

The room was quiet, but Fang Wang could hear Zhou Xue's breathing, which was somewhat rapid, clearly indicating that she was still upset.

after awhile.

"Alas, I am a celestial being of considerable power, yet now, having returned to my youth, I am unable to reverse the fate of my family. Is Heaven deliberately playing a cruel joke on me...? Even if it were just a month earlier, things wouldn't have come to this..."

Fang Wang heard Zhou Xue's sigh, which was very faint and would be inaudible to an ordinary person.

Immortal Venerable?

Fang Wang's heart trembled. He had heard many legends of immortals and gods in the long time since he was reincarnated, but he had never heard of rebirth. The other party spoke of it so seriously, could it be true?

He dared not gamble, after all, he himself was a reincarnation, so it was not unusual for him to encounter someone who had been reborn.

The thought of the Fang family being wiped out made his heart ache. His parents in this life had treated him very well, as had his uncles. He loved the Fang family very much and didn't want to see them wiped out.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Wang forcibly opened the window and jumped into the house.

Zhou Xue was not frightened by him; she simply sat calmly at the table and looked at him.

She was dressed in a blue robe, with exquisite makeup and slightly disheveled hair. Even so, she still appeared dignified and beautiful, maintaining the demeanor of a lady from a prominent family.

The two looked at each other, and for a moment the room fell silent.

"Your skills are impressive; I didn't even notice. Who are you?" Zhou Xue broke the silence and asked.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang secretly clenched his right hand hidden in his sleeve.

Am I really that insignificant in the Fang family?

Well, he was indeed low-key for the first sixteen years, far less talented or arrogant than his brothers.

Fang Wang said, "You say you are a reincarnated person, and I am willing to try to believe you. Since you are a reincarnated immortal, you must have immortal techniques in your mind. I don't expect you to show them, but you can teach me any move you want. I have my own way to verify the truth. If it is true, then I am willing to believe you and work with you to change the fate of the Fang family. After all, I also have the surname Fang."

In his mind, there was a celestial palace, which he discovered when he first came into contact with internal energy cultivation. Once he began to cultivate internal energy and martial arts, his consciousness would enter the celestial palace, where he could go without food or drink until he had cultivated these unique skills to perfection. Only then could his consciousness leave the celestial palace and return to reality.

No matter how long he stays in the Heavenly Palace, reality is but a fleeting moment.

This is also why he was able to enter the realm of martial arts legend at the age of sixteen.

Zhou Xue frowned, staring intently at Fang Wang, without speaking immediately.

Fang Wang wasn't in a hurry. He sat down at the table opposite her and poured himself a cup of tea.

The setting sun outside the window gradually sank, its afterglow like blood, creating a poignant and beautiful scene.

"Alright, I really can't bear to part with the Fang family. Although I don't remember who you are, judging from your appearance, you should also be a member of the Fang family. You are the only one who is willing to believe me, so I will teach you the Sword Control Technique. The Sword Control Technique is the entry-level technique for cultivators, and it is also the threshold between cultivation and martial arts."

Zhou Xue said softly, and Fang Wang nodded slightly upon hearing this, feeling a surge of nervousness.

He both hoped it was true and feared it was true.

If it is true, then the Fang family is in for a calamity.

But if that's true, then the pursuit of immortality through cultivation and seeking eternal life would also be true...

If people can cultivate immortality, who would practice martial arts?

Zhou Xue began to reveal the mental techniques and incantations of the sword control technique, and Fang Wang listened attentively.

The art of sword control emphasizes using spiritual energy to propel a flying sword. Fang Wang once heard a martial arts master say that a hundred years ago, a sword saint was able to do this. Could the other party be a cultivator?

As Zhou Xue spoke, she observed the other person's expression.

She sighed inwardly.

"What am I doing, actually believing a young man? Judging from his appearance, he probably came out of curiosity. But the fact that he was able to get to my bedroom window so quietly means his martial arts skills are not low. Oh well, no one believes me anyway..."

Zhou Xue thought to herself that the reason she did this was to vent her frustration.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhou Xue finished explaining all the essentials of the sword control technique.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Wang's mind exploded, and his consciousness instantly entered a magnificent and resplendent palace.

This is his heavenly palace!

When he first arrived, he stood outside the Heavenly Palace and could see the plaque with the words "Heavenly Palace" on it. After that, he always appeared directly inside the Heavenly Palace.

The Heavenly Palace is vast, but after his exploration, he found only this one hall. Inside the hall, eighteen kinds of weapons are placed on both sides. He can also imagine weapons and martial arts equipment, creating things at will. He can even change the environment inside the hall with a single thought.

"It's true...it's true..."

Fang Wang was overjoyed. He had already found the sword control technique to be profound after hearing Zhou Xue describe it. Now that he had entered the Heavenly Palace, it proved that the sword control technique was real. Such a unique skill must be a method of cultivating immortality.

Most importantly, even with the methods of cultivating immortality, he can still enter the Heavenly Palace!

What does this tell us?

In the future, when he cultivates immortality, he will save the real time of practicing cultivation techniques and spells, which will be his greatest advantage!

Fang Wang couldn't help but cheer, extremely excited.

From a young age, he had a heart that yearned to wander the world. He originally planned to travel the world after the age of eighteen, relying on his martial arts skills to live a carefree life. Now that he has learned of the existence of immortal cultivation, his wanderlust has become even stronger.

After calming down, Fang Wang realized that the Fang family would be wiped out, so he immediately began to practice the sword control technique.

Cultivating in the Heavenly Palace was very tedious. It took him nearly twenty years to cultivate his internal energy to perfection. In addition, with other martial arts skills, he looked like he was sixteen years old, but in reality he had already lived to be seventy or eighty. Fortunately, the Heavenly Palace would not affect his physical lifespan.

Fang Wang is proficient in a top-tier sword technique of his time and has already gained insights into swordsmanship. Cultivating the sword control technique is not that difficult to understand. However, the sword control technique uses the spiritual power of a cultivator, while his body contains the true qi of a martial artist. He doesn't know if true qi can control a sword.

Ten years have passed, and Fang Wang has painstakingly honed his sword control technique to perfection.

The Great Perfection is the highest realm of this unique skill, and it is by no means as simple as just mastering it.

At the moment he achieved perfection, his consciousness returned to reality.

……

After Zhou Xue finished explaining how to use the sword technique, she stared at Fang Wang, wanting to see his expression. However, Fang Wang's expression did not change, which disappointed her.

She immediately asked, "Now, do you believe it or not?"

A glint of light flashed in Fang Wang's eyes, and he smiled, revealing a youthful spirit.

"I believe you! Such extraordinary skills are not something an ordinary person could possess. From this moment on, I will work with you to change the fate of the Fang family!" Fang Wang declared firmly, his heart filled with excitement, which he tried hard to control.

Zhou Xue froze, looking at Fang Wang with a strange expression.

She couldn't quite describe her feelings: relief, emotion, helplessness, or amusement.

The setting sun outside the window was sinking lower and lower, as if telling her that time was running out and she could only trust the boy in front of her, just as the boy trusted her.