My Journey to Immortality Begins with Hunting-Chapter 610 – Reincarnation - Part 1

Immortal Spring City.

Li Yuan returned to where he had been, carrying with him the faintest trace of a fragrance, barely detectable, unmistakably feminine.

Meng Xingxian was known as the Khatun or Wolfmother. But given the nature of her power, she should have been more appropriately called the Beast Empress.

Even without using her nose, she could sense the premium rank womanly scent clinging to Li Yuan. And just like that, she found herself at a loss for words.

So...while she had been waiting patiently, he had gone off for a day-trip through the brothels? Why? Why make your daughter-in-law wait outside while you detour into a pleasure house?

This was not how she expected things to unfold.

“You’re back,” she said with a hollow chuckle.

Li Yuan saw her smile and understood everything instantly. He didn’t offer an explanation and simply nodded. Then, glancing at the rising mist in the night air, he said, “We’re leaving the city.”

He didn’t explain because some things were best kept secret.

The waters of the Eastern Sea’s Immortal Domain ran deep, and he had yet to see clearly what lay beneath.

No one needed to know that Bai Xinxuan was his woman. That fact, at least for now, was his alone. Especially since, right after their union, he had extracted no small amount of useful information from her lips.

First came insight into the personalities and temperaments of the domain’s apex cultivators.

To put it bluntly. The path to the heavens was too narrow, and Li Yuan was far too strong.

Normally, the strong led and the weak followed. But there was another possibility. The strong charged ahead, only for the weak to stab them in the back.

Given the cunning and temperament of these top cultivators, they’d never challenge him openly. But stabbing him from the shadows? That was definitely on the table. Most likely when he started making progress in his exploration of the ancient halls.

But Li Yuan wasn’t about to flip the table and scream something foolish like, I’ll fight the whole world!

Second, Bai Xinxuan revealed the rules of engagement for the Hall of Life. If the blood fiends detected intruders, they would prioritize attacking the most conspicuous target.

That implied two critical things.

First, before entering the Hall of Life, it was best to train in skills that concealed one’s strength or carry artifacts that could suppress their aura.

But treasures capable of hiding the power of a peak third rank cultivator were exceedingly rare.

Even among those rare items and skills, there was intense competition. It was like running from a bear. Whoever ran the fastest survived. The one with the better cards in hand would live to see another day.

Second, decoys that could radiate power and draw away the attention of the blood fiends was almost mandatory.

However, if the bait was too weak, the blood fiends would ignore it. For instance, if the cultivator was third rank and the decoy was fourth rank, it wouldn’t matter how flashy the bait was or how well the cultivator hid. The blood fiend would still go for the cultivator. That was why Ping’an’s clones were irreplaceable.

And yet, both the Arcane Supreme Sect and Five Spirit Institute had kept all of this from Ping'an.

Because despite how straightforward the rule seemed now, it took a great deal of trial, error, and reflection to understand.

In the Hall of Life, by the time a person realized this brutal truth for themselves, it would usually be too late...since it would also be the same moment they realized they were set-up and that their life was about to end.

To Li Yuan, this intel was priceless.

If he failed to account for it in his planning, the consequences could be fatal. It was easy to imagine how things would play out. He would lead a group of people, who seemed loyal on the surface, into the Hall of Life. After fighting through one brutal battle after another, they would suddenly be met with a fresh wave of blood fiends.

In that critical moment, everyone else would activate their trump cards, concealing their presences. Meanwhile, Li Yuan would immediately become the most visible target. Sure, he had some tricks up his sleeve, but he was still no match for those old timers. The blood fiends would hone in on him like hounds on a scent. He would be left fleeing like a stray dog...and possibly die right there in the ancient hall.

And if he died there? Could his blood outside still be used to bring him back?

Bai Xinxuan had given him a clear answer. No.

Why not? No one knew.

Li Yuan still had the Phantom Body Art, but that was only a fifth rank skill. It worked great in the mortal world, but utterly useless in high level battles.

These thoughts flashed through Li Yuan’s mind as he transformed once again into a tiny insect and tucked himself into the strands of Meng Xingxian’s hair.

She didn’t press further. Gripping her curved blade, she lowered her posture and darted toward the thickest part of the mist outside the city, like a gust of cold wind cutting through the dark.

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Back in the brothel, a beautiful woman stretched her long legs, her soft fingers gently caressing her lower belly.

A warm heat pulsed through her, like fire wrapped around her body. She was still trembling from the aftershocks, savoring the memory and half in disbelief.

“Incredible,” she whispered. “One round of dual cultivation...and I’ve already made another breakthrough. I knew I chose the right man. If he can bring me this much benefit, then he’s mine, my man.”

Good birds picked the right tree to nest in, and phoenixes chose only the sacred parasol tree. For a cunning old enchantress like Bai Xinxuan, love had long ceased to be part of the equation.

She didn’t care about mutual affection, nor even mutual benefit. All that mattered was if it could help her.

The tragedy was, she had already reached the pinnacle of the world. Who could possibly help her now?

But with the great upheaval of Heaven and Earth just 20 years away, she had now seen the final, invincible figure of this era. After putting him to the test, she had no hesitation in giving herself to him.

What surprised her, though, was just how fast everything had happened.

She had barely arrived here. Her mind had still been spinning with schemes, plots, illusions, staged dramas to test the man. And then he just...showed up. No pretense. No hesitation. He tested her, judged her, then swept her into his arms with the force of thunder and wind. In one decisive moment, he had taken her and made her his ally.

Their dual cultivation technique didn’t just bind bodies. It opened hearts. In that moment of pleasure, they had stepped directly into each other’s inner worlds. As if bound by the red thread of fate, they now understood and even...loved one another.

That was Bai Xinxuan’s trump card. Li Yuan feared betrayal. She feared being discarded once he no longer needed her. But now, those possibilities had become vanishingly small.

As Bai Xinxuan quietly contemplated, a profound sense of ease blossomed in her chest. The thousand-year-old Yin energy she had kept sealed deep within her was finally released, merging with Li Yuan’s pure Yang like a mute monk suddenly breaking his silence, a seal lifted, a heavenly blessing received. Her strength was rising fast, practically soaring.

She fixed Li Yuan’s image deep in her mind, still feeling the lingering warmth he had left behind. Then, with a slight groan, she shifted her aching, tender legs, folded them beneath her, and sat cross-legged on the indulgent, decadent bed. Eyes closed, she began channeling her cultivation technique, working to absorb and refine the opportunity she had just earned.

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Outside, the fog was thickening.

The hills and forests were blanketed in it, thick as soup.

For an ordinary person walking through, their hands would disappear in front of their face.

Both Meng Xingxian and Li Yuan caught a strange scent on the wind.

“Smells like something’s burning,” Meng Xingxian murmured. “But there’s no fire, just this scent carried in the mist.”

She sniffed again, trying to place it.

Li Yuan didn’t answer. When it came to scent, his daughter-in-law was the expert between them.

Meng Xingxian frowned. “It doesn’t smell like anything I know. Not like anything burning in the human world. In fact...if I ignore all my other senses and rely only on smell, I can’t even detect it.”

Li Yuan’s voice emerged from within the strands of her hair. “Could it be the scent of something burning...sensed by the soul?”

Her eyes lit up. “Yes! Yes, that’s it exactly!”

Then she paused, puzzled. That didn’t make any sense.

The soul didn’t have a sense of smell. How could it perceive the scent of burning?

“Have you ever encountered anything like this before?” Li Yuan asked. He never forgot that his daughter-in-law was a bona fide ancient monster, several millennia old.

“Never.” Meng Xingxian shook her head.

The two fell silent, growing more cautious with each passing second.

And then suddenly, Meng Xingxian moved. A chill wind wrapped around her, masking her presence in the breath of the forest. Her aura sank away, vanishing like a shadow in the fog.

In the distance, three sword-riding figures passed overhead.

Li Yuan gave them a quick sweep with his spiritual awareness, two men and one woman. One of the men was fourth rank, the other two, fifth rank. Judging by their robes, they were disciples of the Arcane Supreme Sect. Most likely, they’d sensed the strange stirrings of the local beasts and had come either to investigate or to exterminate.