Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

“You’re from the Xing family.”

When Xing Ziang’s voice reached Chen Yan’s ears, he had just regained consciousness.

Chen Yan turned to look at Xing Ziang beside him.

This young disciple, who was quite valued by the Biqiu Sect, was also looking at Chen Yan, his eyes seeming to hold a trace of confusion.

“Yes, the Xing Mansion has been kind to me.”

Chen Yan, having collected his thoughts, said this.

“This time, I returned in a hurry and am leaving in a hurry as well. It’s a pity I didn’t even get a chance to go home and take a look.”

Xing Ziang said:

“Is everything at home alright?”

“Master Xing is in very robust health. Thanks to Immortal Master Xing’s good fortune, the Xing Mansion is full of vitality and thriving.”

Chen Yan replied.

“That’s good then.”

Xing Ziang said:

“Also, there’s no need to use such formalities with me in the future. We are all fellow disciples of the Biqiu Sect now, don’t be so distant. Just call me senior brother.”

“Yes, Senior Brother Xing.”

Chen Yan said.

“If you encounter any trouble after arriving at the sect later, you can come directly to me.”

Xing Ziang added.

Chen Yan didn’t speak, merely cupping his hands in a salute and bowing towards Xing Ziang.

“The salute is quite standard.”

Xing Ziang smiled, as if finding it amusing, then turned and left.

Chen Yan stood in place, lost in thought.

Just moments ago, the Reincarnation Reward he obtained from the previous cycle was 1.1 times his previous Accumulated Cultivation.

Chen Yan could clearly feel that the vastness of the true qi within his body was now much deeper and more profound than before.

This multiplier increase to his Accumulated Cultivation wouldn’t affect his cultivation realm, but it would affect the depth of his current cultivation.

It could make his strength within his current realm become more profound and powerful.

The enhancement brought by a B-grade Reincarnation Reward was merely an increase in cultivation realm, forcibly raising Chen Yan’s cultivation level by one step, nothing more.

But if one set aside profound techniques like the Hidden Immortal Art and the Great Derivation Art, Chen Yan’s actual combat prowess would absolutely rank at the very bottom among cultivators of the same realm.

Forget about the Chief Disciples of the Five Great Sects, even the minor geniuses from second-rate sects, under equal realm conditions, Chen Yan would find it difficult to compare.

If it were the true geniuses of the Five Great Sects, or heaven-chosen talents at the level of Peak Chief Disciples, they could even challenge Chen Yan across realms.

Under the condition of the same realm, if Chen Yan’s cultivation coefficient was one, the cultivation coefficient of those outstandingly talented cultivators could be one point five, two, or even higher.

At this point, the importance of this Accumulated Cultivation coefficient becomes evident.

From the initial cycle to now, Chen Yan has obtained a total of two D+ grade cycle evaluations.

That is to say, Chen Yan’s current cultivation coefficient has already reached 1.21 times his previous level.

The impact brought by this multiplier increase not only enhances his current cultivation level but can even affect his combat power level at every future realm.

However, at present, compared to the improvement in cultivation, Chen Yan is more concerned about his current situation.

How did he die?

It can be said that Chen Yan currently has no information at all.

His performance at the disciple acceptance ceremony was neither outstanding nor attention-grabbing, so there shouldn’t be anyone who holds any grudge against him.

The only person with a motive, who might act against him, is Gongsun Sheng.

But Chen Yan still feels it’s unlikely.

Gongsun Sheng is merely a Body Forging Realm cultivator.

Although his realm is slightly higher than Chen Yan’s, it would still be very difficult for him to kill Chen Yan without anyone noticing, even by ambushing him while he slept.

Unless Gongsun Sheng possesses some spiritual artifact or magic treasure.

But even so, Chen Yan still feels it’s not that serious.

Because the only conflict between Chen Yan and Gongsun Sheng is that his Sister Zhu glanced at Chen Yan a couple of times, which made Gongsun Sheng burn with jealousy, that’s all.

At this level of conflict, Chen Yan believes that at most, after entering the Biqiu Sect, Gongsun Sheng would create some obstacles for him, make things difficult, that sort of thing.

To take his life over such a small matter?

If Gongsun Kang could really allow his son to do such a thing so easily, then the Biqiu Sect would absolutely not have been able to achieve its current status within Jin’an Country.

The murderer might be someone else.

…

After nightfall.

Chen Yan lay on the bed in the inn, eyes closed, breathing evenly.

He was pretending to sleep.

Regardless of what the truth actually is, the most important thing is still to find a way to obtain more information.

The enemy is in the dark, while he is in the light.

Only by first knowing who killed him can he devise corresponding countermeasures in the next cycle.

Chen Yan has, to a certain extent, grown accustomed to this method of solving problems.

But it’s not effective every time.

Just like when facing Huo Mu directly during the previous Outer Court Cataclysm.

But judging from the current Reincarnation save point he is in, he should still have some room to maneuver.

The Reincarnation save point is at dusk today, the time when he was conversing with Xing Ziang in the main hall on the first floor of this inn.

If he changes nothing, this save point will not be easily altered.

Chen Yan is very clear about this.

All he can do now is wait.

Although the exhaustion from a whole day of travel has left Chen Yan’s body extremely weary, he now has no choice but to keep his nerves taut, waiting for the unknown to arrive.

This inn is located beside a village at a corner of the official road in Jin’an Country. The building facilities are relatively old, and the soundproofing is also relatively poor.

Lying on the bed, Chen Yan could even hear the snoring coming from a nearby room.

It wasn’t very loud, but it was clear.

Chen Yan suddenly remembered that in his previous life, when he lived at his grandmother’s house in the countryside, hearing his grandfather’s snoring late at night would give him an inexplicable sense of security.

But once the snoring stopped abruptly, he would start to feel puzzled, and when the snoring resumed, he would suddenly feel as if he had sighed in relief.

Because as a child, Chen Yan often associated his grandfather’s snoring with breathing or a heartbeat.

It was as if once the snoring stopped, his grandfather’s breathing and heartbeat would also disappear.

Recalling his childhood experiences from his previous life, Chen Yan’s mood couldn’t help but relax a little, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

They say a happy childhood can heal a lifetime.

Chen Yan believes this is indeed true.

Lying in bed, thinking about these random things, the fatigue began to blur Chen Yan’s consciousness, and he started to feel drowsy.

Realizing he had almost fallen asleep, Chen Yan quickly pinched his own thigh, forcing himself to regain alertness.

Now is not the time to sleep. He must obtain more information, otherwise all the efforts of this cycle will be wasted again…

Wait!

Chen Yan’s eyes snapped open.

A chilling, eerie silence crept along with the night, reaching the foot of his bed.

At some point, the originally clear and audible snoring had vanished.