Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

The year Lin Xinyang entered the Kongshan Sect, he was only seven years old.

He was originally the young master of the Lin family, a wealthy merchant family in Wuyang County of the Jin’an Kingdom.

Locally, people respectfully addressed his father as Squire Lin.

Even the county magistrate of Wuyang County never missed Squire Lin’s presence at his annual birthday banquet.

It could be said that the Lin family wielded considerable influence in the local area of Wuyang County.

And Lin Xinyang was Squire Lin’s legitimate eldest son. Squire Lin had always been grooming him as his successor.

Then, the year Lin Xinyang turned six, a blind man arrived in Wuyang County.

Holding a cane in one hand and a broken bowl in the other, he wandered the streets, making a living by telling fortunes and divining hexagrams for people.

This blind man’s reputation in Wuyang County grew larger and larger. Everyone said he was a living immortal, though the stories about him spread by word of mouth were just that—hearsay.

Later, Squire Lin’s wife, Madame Lin, who was also Lin Xinyang’s mother, took him to have a fortune told by that blind man.

“This child will become an immortal in the future.”

That’s what the blind man told Madame Lin.

Receiving such an evaluation from the blind man, regardless of whether it was true or false, Madame Lin was overjoyed.

An immortal.

One must understand that the gap between a cultivator and an ordinary person is even more exaggerated than the gap between a human and a dog.

Even a Body Forging Realm cultivator could easily defeat any mortal martial artist running a martial arts school in Wuyang County.

However, the reason for Madame Lin’s joy was absolutely not because of how powerful a cultivator’s combat strength was.

It was status.

Wuyang County, as a small county with not very high visibility within the Jin’an Kingdom, had no cultivation families stationed there.

But Madame Lin had once witnessed the demeanor of a cultivator.

It was at the eightieth birthday banquet held by the Wuyang County Magistrate for his elderly mother.

A young man who looked quite youthful, roughly only in his twenties, sat to the right of the county magistrate, chatting and laughing with him.

In fact, the county magistrate seemed somewhat restrained and deferential instead.

Later, Madame Lin learned that this young man was a scion from a cultivation family based in the capital of the Jin’an Kingdom.

With his background, let alone the Wuyang County Magistrate, even if he met the emperor, he wouldn’t need to kneel.

That was the first time Madame Lin witnessed the bearing of a cultivator, and the only time.

But it left her unable to let go of the thought for a long time.

Her son, Lin Xinyang, would become that kind of great personage in the future?

What mother wouldn’t hope for that?

The fortune told by the blind diviner gradually took root and sprouted in Madame Lin’s heart.

The following year, it happened to coincide with the Kongshan Sect opening its mountain gates to recruit disciples.

So, Madame Lin prepared travel expenses and took Lin Xinyang across over thirty thousand miles to the Qingque Kingdom, solely to seek immortality and inquire about the Dao.

The number of people wanting to join the Kongshan Sect was incredibly vast.

The training ground outside the Kongshan Sect’s mountain gate was a densely packed, dark mass of people, heads moving like a tide. There had to be at least several hundred thousand gathered there.

However, the Kongshan Sect only recruited one thousand people.

Nine hundred outer sect disciples, and one hundred inner sect disciples.

The initial selection process was simple.

Several dozen Qi Circulation Realm cultivators from the Kongshan Sect’s outer sect took turns injecting true qi into the meridians of these people seeking immortality and the Dao.

Those with clear and unobstructed meridians could pass the first round of selection.

If one’s meridians were blocked or obstructed, even if they could join a cultivation sect, even if they joined the Heavenly Summit Mountain of tens of thousands of years ago, it would be almost impossible to break through to the Qi Circulation Realm. The best outcome would merely be wasting their entire life stuck in the Body Forging Realm.

What happened later is also known.

Lin Xinyang passed the first round of selection for that year’s disciples, entered the Kongshan Sect, and became one of the thousand disciples.

After the first round of selection came the second round of screening.

The elders of the Kongshan Sect’s seven major peaks personally judged and selected.

These fifth realm, Passable God Realm elders could already use their divine sense to assess the talents of these disciples.

The accuracy wasn’t one hundred percent; misjudgments always occurred.

Lin Xinyang passed the second round of screening as well.

After that, along with over a dozen newly entered disciples, he followed the elder with wave pattern embroidery on his collar and arrived at this Yuanhua Mountain made entirely of dark jade.

“Greetings, Elder He!”

Lin Xinyang and the other disciples followed the elder into a great hall, where an old man sat upon the dais.

That elder bowed respectfully with clasped hands towards the old man on the dais.

The old man merely smiled at everyone, yet it didn’t quite seem like a genuine smile.

To the young Lin Xinyang, he only felt this old man was terrifying.

But he couldn’t articulate exactly what about the old man was terrifying.

After that, Lin Xinyang became this old man’s personal disciple.

In the blink of an eye, a full twelve years had passed.

…

Chen Yan had completely not expected that Lin Xinyang would utter such a statement.

Was he suspecting He Furen?

One must know, Lin Xinyang was He Furen’s personal disciple.

Unlike Chen Yan, from the moment Lin Xinyang entered the Kongshan Sect at age seven, he was an inner sect disciple, He Furen’s personal disciple.

Twelve years had passed since then.

“What kind of problem could Elder He possibly have?”

Chen Yan probed.

“Ye Xiu never saw the murderer at all. He just happened to discover Junior Sister Qin’s body.”

Lin Xinyang said:

“However, he later suddenly started framing the direct disciples of Kongyuan Mountain. There must be something fishy going on behind this…”

“Senior Brother Lin means, the matter of my Kongyuan Mountain disciples being framed is related to Elder He?”

Chen Yan said.

“Junior Brother Chen, please stop playing dumb.”

Lin Xinyang said with a bitter smile:

“Otherwise, who else could it be?”

Indeed, the matters behind this were quite obvious.

Ye Xiu was just a minor disciple of the Beiyuan Sect, insignificant and with little influence.

Yet, solely because of this minor figure’s accusation, the direct disciples of Kongyuan Mountain were placed under house arrest within the Slaying Heaven Pavilion.

Anyone with clear eyes could see who exactly wanted to deal with Kongyuan Mountain’s direct disciples.

Only He Furen.

“Secondly, I cannot find any reason for Kongyuan Mountain disciples to want to kill Junior Sister Qin.”

Lin Xinyang continued.

That’s right.

Regarding Qin Yue’s death, Kongyuan Mountain lacked an obvious motive.

Lin Xinyang, who could figure this out, could easily reverse-deduce the cause back to He Furen.

Regardless of who the murderer of Qin Yue actually was, purely considering the point that He Furen wanted to frame and control Kongyuan Mountain’s direct disciples, one could already detect certain clues.

“Even so, Elder He is still a Peak Elder of our Kongshan Sect, and even more so, Senior Brother Lin’s master.”

Chen Yan continued.

“Precisely because he is my master, I understand him better than others do.”

Lin Xinyang revealed a very complicated expression:

“I want to know what exactly my master is trying to do.”

“What if it’s something bad?”

Chen Yan asked.

“I will stop him.”

Lin Xinyang’s tone was extremely firm.