I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

There’s nothing new under the sun.

Since he had determined that Wandering Dragon and his accomplices were colluding with the Demon Race, and that their trip to the Desolate Abyss with Yin Ruozhen was to release a Great Saint Incarnation and stir up chaos, the subsequent situation was easy to predict.

No matter what kind of trouble they were planning to stir up in the Desolate Abyss, they would certainly make a move in the Mortal Realm first. For instance, they could send a large number of Demons to attack the Mortal Realms, leaving the various Sects too busy to deal with anything else and diverting most people’s attention.

That would be the perfect time for Wandering Dragon and his group to attempt to release the Great Saint Incarnation.

Thus, Du Youqian waited patiently in the Eight Desolates Hall, diligently honing his Sword Intent and awaiting the time when Demons would throw the world into chaos.

However, before the turmoil began, some good news arrived—Luo Jinyu had achieved Core Formation.

Du Youqian didn’t know if it was because he had a keen eye for talent, or if he was blessed with the luck of a protagonist, causing all his followers to benefit by association.

Logically, Luo Jinyu, as well as Fang Hua and Meng Xiao before him, all had a success rate for Core Formation of around thirty percent. Meng Xiao’s was even less than that.

Therefore, the probability of all three succeeding in Core Formation, according to Du Youqian’s middle school math—which he joked was taught by a gym teacher—was 0.3 x 0.3 x 0.3, or about 2.7 percent.

Less than a three percent chance.

’Is my luck really that explosive?’

Then again, Immortal Cultivating was about defying heaven and fighting for one’s destiny; it wasn’t a matter of cold, hard numbers.

Emotions, motivation, mentality, willpower... these things, which were difficult to quantify, occupied the most important place in Cultivation.

A Cultivator who seemed to have a poor Spirit Root and ordinary Core Formation Spiritual Objects and Secret Techniques might theoretically have a success rate of around twenty percent. However, if their will was unyielding and their state of mind was flawless, their actual chance of success could be frighteningly high.

On the other hand, some pampered Cultivators with excellent Spirit Roots, who possessed the best Core Formation Spiritual Objects and Secret Techniques, might theoretically have a success rate as high as forty to fifty percent. But because their Cultivation journey had been too smooth, their state of mind was flawed and their will was not firm enough. As a result, their actual success rate during Core Formation was often far lower than expected.

In any case, Luo Jinyu’s successful Core Formation was a good thing. Although it wasn’t a suitable time for a grand celebration, all the Cultivators under Du Youqian were overjoyed.

In Fang Hua, Meng Xiao, and Luo Jinyu, they saw their own futures.

Why did they pledge allegiance to Du Youqian?

Some of the weaker ones joined him because Du Youqian already commanded one of the largest factions in the Holy Blood Sect.

They had to choose a faction to join one way or another, and Du Youqian had a good reputation, so they wouldn’t lose out by aligning with him.

Meanwhile, some of the stronger ones who were still ambitious about their path on the Dao pledged their loyalty because they were unwilling to fall into obscurity.

But the resources the Sect provided to ordinary Cultivators like them were limited, so their only choice was to attach themselves to someone powerful in exchange for an opportunity.

Therefore, the successive Core Formations of these three individuals greatly boosted the morale of Du Youqian’s followers.

Du Youqian decided to strike while the iron was hot and implement the regulations he had previously conceived but lacked the conditions to enforce.

The most important of these was a system of "recognizing the token, not the person," and other related policies. This was to lay the foundation for his future reincarnations.

After he reincarnated in the future, he could still use a Token to extract benefits from the organization he had built.

But the prerequisite was that he make proper arrangements before his death in this life, ensuring the organization could survive and develop after he was gone. He also had to guarantee that future leaders would follow his established system and not overturn the rules he had set.

While Du Youqian was restructuring his organization, Luo Jinyu’s Core Formation Ceremony was held as scheduled.

Because Luo Jinyu was not a True Disciple, his Core Formation Ceremony was naturally not as lively or grand as Du Youqian’s had been.

However, the Heavenly Emotions and Oceanic Resentments Sect did not lower the status of their envoy. Master Qingqiu once again came as their representative to congratulate the Holy Blood Sect on gaining a new Core Formation Master.

Luo Jinyu was basking in glory, but Master You De’s luck wasn’t so good. One night, half of his cave dwelling collapsed.

It was said that Master You De had a mishap while cultivating, leaving him covered in dust and grime.

Of course, others swore that on that night, two incomparably beautiful Kun Cultivators had come to blows in Master You De’s cave dwelling, their Sword Qi running rampant and causing the collapse.

This rumor gradually gained traction.

Naturally, Master You De himself denied it and declared he would hold those spreading the rumors accountable.

If he found out who was spouting nonsense, he wouldn’t mind using a new Secret Technique he had learned to let them experience what it felt like to have their soul twisted into a lamp wick and burned day and night.

You couldn’t doubt Master You De’s pettiness any more than you could doubt his power.

And so, the rumors gradually faded away.

~~~~~~~~~~~

By his calculations, more than a year had passed since Wandering Dragon went to the Desolate Abyss.

Du Youqian sometimes felt they were surprisingly patient, not having made a move after so long.

’Could it be that they plan to wait until the ten-year Garrison term is almost over before they act?’

’Or maybe awakening that Great Saint Incarnation requires a lot of prep work, and they haven’t been able to succeed just yet?’

Things in this world often turn out unexpectedly.

Just as Du Youqian was thinking that Wandering Dragon and Yin Ruozhen were unlikely to make a move anytime soon, the upheaval suddenly began.

What surprised him even more was that the turmoil didn’t start with the Demon Race ravaging the Mortal Realms. Instead, trouble first erupted in the Desolate Abyss.

After learning the news, Du Youqian went to Shi Shentong’s cave dwelling for the second time.

"Elder Shi, you’ve heard, haven’t you?"

This time, Shi Shentong wasn’t fishing. Instead, he was wearing a Conical Hat and holding a small hoe, tilling the soil in his garden. A few small saplings, dug up from who knows where, were laid out in a row beside him.

He didn’t even look up at the words. "If you’re talking about the Desolate Abyss, this old one already knows."

Du Youqian said gravely, "More than ten Demon King Zombies, including a Tier Four Demon King Zombie, charged out of the Desolate Abyss all at once. The Garrison Cultivators couldn’t stop them. Wandering Dragon and Yin Ruozhen have gone missing. It’s also said that the aura of a Tier Five Demon Emperor was detected. The various Sects have all dispatched Core Formation Cultivators to the Desolate Abyss to intercept them and prevent those Demon King Zombies from rushing into densely populated mortal areas and causing mass casualties."

Shi Shentong nodded. "This old one is aware. Don’t worry too much. Under the worldly Laws of Momenan, even a Tier Four Demon King will be severely suppressed. Otherwise, do you really think a few of you could have completely slain a Tier Four zombie last time? A Tier Five Demon Emperor will only be suppressed even more severely. They are no cause for concern."

Du Youqian remained deeply worried. "But right now, the number of Core Formation Cultivators stationed in the various sects is insufficient. Take our Sect, for example. Besides the three of us Core Formation Masters garrisoning the Eight Desolates Hall, only four others remain in the Sect, and that includes you. The other Core Formation Masters are either in seclusion, garrisoning other locations and cannot leave, or have gone to the Desolate Abyss as reinforcements. If Wandering Dragon and his group unleash those Demons into the Mortal World to wreak havoc now, or if they attack some of the smaller sects and Cultivation Clans, it could cause a massive shock."

Even Feng Xiaoyi, Xi Zhiheng, Meng Xiao, and Luo Jinyu had already rushed to the Desolate Abyss to provide support.

Currently, the only ones left in the Sect were Shi Shentong, and, garrisoning the Eight Desolates Hall, Du Youqian, Master Shi Quan, and Hai Feng Master.

"It’s not a possibility, but a certainty," Shi Shentong said as he slowly stood up, pounding his lower back like an ordinary old farmer. "Therefore, your responsibility is immense. You must extinguish those Demons quickly so we can concentrate our forces to deal with the Demon Zombies in the Desolate Abyss."

Du Youqian fell silent for a moment before asking, "If it’s just a Demon tide on the same scale as before—a few hundred, maybe a thousand, with two or three Tier Three Demon Kings—we should be able to extinguish it quickly."

He raised his head and his voice. "But what if, over the past few decades, Wandering Dragon and Yin Ruozhen haven’t been idle? What if those Demons have secretly multiplied into the tens of thousands? What if there are now a dozen Tier Three Demon Kings? In that case, forget a quick victory—we might not even be able to quell a Demon tide of that magnitude. We would need Senior Blood Slaughter Sword to intervene."

Shi Shentong said sternly, "You must succeed. Senior Blood Slaughter Sword can only act a limited number of times. It cannot be wasted."

Du Youqian fell silent.

Shi Shentong added, "Once the situation in the Desolate Abyss has settled, if Wandering Dragon escapes, you and Pang Master will hunt him down. Since he is a True Inheritor of our Sect, it is only fitting that another True Inheritor of our Sect sees him off on his final journey."

"Yes." Du Youqian had no objection.

Regarding the matter of Gu Xiaofang, although there was no proof, he had already concluded that Wandering Dragon was the true culprit behind the scenes.

For Gu Xiaofang’s sake, he was determined to settle the score with Wandering Dragon.

But speaking of Pang Master... Du Youqian couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback.

He and that Pang Master could be said to have quite a fateful connection.

About three hundred years ago, in that lifetime, Du Youqian had been the Champion Scholar of the Wu Kingdom, having just recently entered the world of officialdom.

The Qi Kingdom invaded, winning battle after battle and pushing the Wu Kingdom to the brink of collapse.

Du Youqian seized the opportunity to rise, driving out the Qi Kingdom and restoring the Wu Kingdom’s former glory, becoming a powerful official second only to the ruler.

He then presided over reforms and political changes, leaving a bold and colorful mark on the pages of history.

The reason the Qi Kingdom had invaded back then, and why they had been so unstoppable, was because Pang Master had been fanning the flames from behind the scenes. He wanted to use millions of fresh living souls to refine a Treasure Level "Soul-Extinguishing Lamp."

The local Sects of the Wu Kingdom didn’t dare to offend a True Inheritor of the Holy Blood Sect, so they could only turn a blind eye.

Only after Pang Master had finished refining his Treasure did the Chongzhen Sect dispatch a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators to secretly help the Wu Kingdom’s army reclaim its former territory and restore order. Du Youqian was one of the beneficiaries of this.

Du Youqian had long heard of this extremely cruel Pang Master, who would casually start wars to refine Treasures with millions of souls, but he had never met the man, nor did he wish to.

Now, it was this very same Pang Master who was garrisoning a critical location—the channel connecting Momenan to the outside world.

Just as Du Youqian was about to take his leave, Shi Shentong called out to him again.

"Oh, right," Shi Shentong said in a cryptic tone, "If your master, Chun Xiao Master, asks a favor of you, you must remember not to agree. Of course, if you’re willing to go back on your word, you can agree first and then simply not do it."

Du Youqian was puzzled. "Elder Shi, you seem to be hinting at something."

Shi Shentong chuckled and waved his hand. "Don’t worry about it. When the time comes, you will naturally understand. Go on!"

Du Youqian took his leave. He had just returned to his post at the Eight Desolates Hall when the alarm bells suddenly rang out.

Soon, a Foundation Establishment Steward came running. "Reporting to the Master, something has happened!"