"The Emperor has passed away—" The eunuch's voice was filled with panic and fear, as shrill as the cry of a cuckoo. Xi Heng, whose hearing was becoming increasingly blurry due to the piercing sound, felt a little disgusted. However, as consciousness gradually left, the other party's voice did not decrease in volume, but the location of the voice slowly moved farther and farther away and gradually disappeared. Everything in front of my eyes and in my ears became blurry, and everything in the world turned into one color and one silence. After a moment of trance, Xi Heng suddenly opened his eyes as if awakened by a shock, only to find himself floating in a vast gray-black space. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the big words "Load File". Xi Heng let out a breath and turned to look at this space. Everything around was grey and dark, and apart from the file loading screen and glowing text in front of him, there was nothing eye-catching. She took a few quiet steps in the gray-black space, and the system font moved with her.
This place seems endless and has no center, or perhaps anywhere is the center. Xi Heng didn't walk any further and looked at the system text. Name: Zhao Xiheng Realm: Mortal (entry-level warrior) Biological age: 17/43 Mental age: 22/948 Archive chance: 0 Note: When your realm is upgraded, you will get a chance to save the game. [Before loading the game, you can choose to keep an item you had during your lifetime, and keep your current cultivation level.] "Finally, he's a warrior..." Xi Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the word "warrior" after the mortal. She was afraid that her mastery of qi and blood to become a warrior would not be considered an improvement in realm and would not be retained until the next life. If this were the case, too much time would be wasted if we had to practice martial arts in every life to maintain physical stability and resist chronic diseases. Although Xi Heng is not afraid of the limitation of his physical lifespan, he has a spiritual lifespan limit of only a thousand years, and he does not want to waste his time practicing martial arts. Now there is no need to worry about it. The system confirmed that she was a warrior, and she would be able to maintain the entry-level warrior realm in every subsequent life. Xi Heng continued to look down, skipping two ages, and saw that although he had become a warrior, his chances of saving the game did not increase... "Hmm?" She still wanted a chance to save the game. For example, you can set a save file when you have achieved success, and use it as a starting point to directly master a large amount of resources without having to start from the village and slowly hone your skills. But now that the level of cultivation has changed, the chance of saving the game is still zero.
“Doesn’t becoming an entry-level warrior count as an advancement in realm?” She thought, “Does it count as changing the word ‘mortal’ in front of it?” Now it seems that this is the only reason. "Then what should we do to transcend our mortal status?" "Practicing martial arts to the extreme? Or practicing the legendary immortal or magic skills?" Xi Heng shook her head. There was no point in her making guesses on her own. He scanned the text panel again and saw that his lifespan had doubled compared to before. It was probably because after he trained his qi and blood to become a warrior, his body had been tempered and became healthier, and his lifespan had also increased. Unfortunately, he did not live to see the end of his life, and died together with the Emperor of Zhao. "My mental age has also increased a bit... Is it because my spirit has also been trained in this life?" she noticed. "If I could keep growing, maybe I would be immortal." However, looking at the four words "psychological age", Xi Heng believed that it could not grow indefinitely. Just like human lifespan, people can prolong their lifespan by maintaining good health, but there is ultimately a limit that is difficult to cross. "Eternal life..." In silence, Xi Heng felt a little desire for these four words. But she also knew that eternal life was a distant thing that was difficult to achieve. I am just an entry-level warrior who has just started to gain strength. It is not necessary for me to dream of such long-term goals. It is better for me to improve my identity as a warrior first. Xi Heng nodded silently and looked around. There was nothing in this gray-black space except the thin bright words in front of her. Not long after, she touched the words "Load File" in front of her. A feeling of washing and twisting with a slight suction enveloped his whole body, and Xi Heng's vision became dark. It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a brief moment had passed. In short, when Xi Heng opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar shabby ceiling again. The main beam and secondary beam stretched before my eyes, a pile of wood was intertwined in the dark environment, a few spider webs swayed gently in the air flow, and a rotten smell filled the air. The girl raised her right arm and gently pressed it against her forehead, and whispered: "It's still more comfortable to live in the Sword Courtyard." "I'm so tired, let's take a rest first." She covered herself tightly with the quilt that was leaking a little, then lay sideways on the bed and closed her eyes. Having just killed an emperor, the girl’s delicate spirit has not yet recovered. "Regicide... this is a serious crime." However, no one would come after her from her previous life and accuse her of this crime. Xi Heng fell asleep quickly due to the drowsiness brought by mental fatigue.
…… dong dong dong, After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by a series of gentle knocks on the door. Xi Heng rubbed his sleepy eyes and gradually became conscious. There were two more knocks on the wooden door, and then a woman's voice calling out came to my ears, with a very rural accent. He was probably just asking if anyone was at home, and he called Xiheng's name, but I don't know how he knew that. "Who is it..." Xi Heng just woke up, his voice a little muffled. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was dark and it was almost night. Only outside the west window, the sunset has already set and only the last rays of light remain. The girl threw back the quilt, sat up from the bed, yawned, and called out to the door, "Who's there?" "I live next door to you. I killed a chicken and stewed mushrooms today, and brought a bowl to the herb-picking girl..." The woman outside talked a lot, but Xi Heng only heard the first few sentences and let her leave. The woman outside had caused her some trouble in her first life. Although he is not a bad person, he is annoying. She had no intention of staying in the village for long in this life, so she directly rejected the other party's kindness. After the people outside the door left, Xi Heng got up from the bed, sat at the table nearby and lit the remaining small candles. As he silently recited in his mind, the inventory appeared before his eyes. Xi Heng grabbed a blood-red book from it. On the red cover, the words "Blood Sea Dharma" were written in strange and crooked characters. She licked her fingertips and turned it over in the candlelight. The book begins with a preface written in beautiful words, which briefly describes the origin and content of the book. The author of the preface claimed that she was a princess of the royal family of Great Zhao and had achieved some success in the army. While she was fighting against the Yan Kingdom in the north, she obtained this martial arts technique by chance in an ancient tomb in the wild. At first, she thought that this was the peerless magic skill rumored in the martial arts world. If she practiced it for three to five years, she would become an unparalleled master. She was overjoyed. But as she gradually studied it and read the various rituals and ceremonies described in it, she finally concluded that this book was actually a book of evil. The skills in this book either require the sacrifice of a large amount of blood of living beings, or the harm of blood relatives. All items are contrary to the right path and are extremely evil. According to what was written in the book, anyone could obtain a bit of "spirit" from a large amount of blood, and guide this bit of spiritual light through rituals or formations, turning it into some strange and bizarre magic. …… Chapter 14: The Path to Immortality
The princess eventually determined that this book wasn't even a martial arts book, but a pure tome of sorcery. She wanted to burn it at first, but the book was rare after all, and it seemed to be the only one in the world, so she sealed it in a box and stored it in the royal library. And in the preface he wrote: 'Whoever gets this book must act with caution and not be misled by it. There are some small magic spells in the book, which can be activated with a large amount of ordinary blood, such as the blood of wild beasts. If it can help relieve the royal family's worries, then we can use it reluctantly.' "And human blood must never be used." Xi Heng muttered to himself. "The magic is right in front of me, how can I not use it?" She shook her head: "Just writing a few words won't do anything to persuade people." Since the princess kept the book instead of burning it, the outcome was determined. As long as the spells in the book can bring enough benefits, sooner or later someone will open the second half of the book, read through the formation rituals, and sacrifice human blood - just like the crazy emperor killed by Xi Heng. At the end of the preface, there is a name written. "Zhao Qianqiu, princess of the Great Zhao, heir of the Bloodline Sword School, wrote in the Wolf Mountain of Yan State in the 27th year of Wentong..." "Bloodline Sword Sect?" Xi Heng remembered that the Red Line Sword she practiced was once called the Blood Line Sword. The Wentong era was the reign title of the previous generation. It is now the sixteenth year of Qianyuan, a full nineteen years away from the twenty-seventh year of Wentong. "This Zhao Qianqiu and I are one generation apart. She can be considered as one of my aunts..." And they also practiced the Red Line Sword... Maybe there really is a destiny between them. "Well... I can borrow the name of Zhao Qianqiu when I go to the Red Line Sword Academy to practice martial arts." She had already learned a part of the Red Line Sword and gained strength through it. It was difficult for her to explain to the senior sister and the elders how she could have gained strength through it before even entering the hospital. Now that we have Zhao Qianqiu as our aunt, it’s easier to explain. Then, Xi Heng skipped the preface and flipped through the pages in the candlelight. In this book of Blood Sea Magic, there is no limit on the flesh and blood required for the spells in the first few pages, and the formation rituals, hand gestures, finger techniques, footwork, etc. are also relatively simple. But even the simplest blood arrow technique requires several kilograms of fresh blood to activate, and the casting time is not short. “It seems a bit tasteless…” the girl whispered to herself as she read silently. It is far better to carry a bow and arrow with you than to use the spells in this book. Even a whole quiver of dozens of arrows and a hard bow on your back would be much easier than carrying a large bucket of warm blood. A large bucket of fresh blood can only emit one blood arrow, and it is also necessary to pinch your fingers to draw the formation in advance.
Although it is an extraordinary ability, using this power in wartime is no better than just grabbing a big rock from the ground and throwing it at the enemy... It would only be of some use on the battlefield, where there are fresh corpses all over the ground, right? Xi Heng flipped through several pages and looked at the spells on them with a frown on his face. "It's quite troublesome to activate it..." Even if all the materials were complete, simple spells like Blood Arrow, Blood Claw, and Blood Surge would take at least a dozen seconds to carve out the rituals and cast. Xi Heng simply couldn't think of any place where they could be used.