I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Chapter 110: Chapter 106: Such a Person Is Destined to Soar

Luo Jinyu acted as if he’d selectively forgotten the Demon’s attack, not mentioning it at all.

It wasn’t until four months later, after Du Youqian had successfully reached Foundation Establishment and told him to file a report, that Luo Jinyu finally used the Communication Array to notify the Sect.

A few days later, a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator arrived to investigate.

This Foundation Establishment Cultivator was quite young and wore the Dharma Robe of an Inner Disciple. freeweɓnøvel.com

He had a handsome beard and a somewhat sinister smile.

After inspecting the Fox Demon’s corpse, he came to question Du Youqian. "How did you two manage to suppress this Demon Zombie? This was the zombie of a Core Formation Demon. Even after several thousand years, it should have maintained at least the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Realm and been able to use its Divine Abilities. Its power would be nearly equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. There’s no way you two could have subdued it on your own. Even I would have had a tough time dealing with it."

Before Du Youqian could answer, he continued, speaking as if to himself, "Such a sharp Sword Intent... which expert was it that struck? I saw the Demon Zombie’s stomach was cut open and its Demon Core removed. Who did it?"

As he said this, an unconcealable look of greed flashed in his eyes.

Clearly, to an Inner Disciple at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, a Demon Core was an extremely precious treasure.

Du Youqian, of course, knew that reporting this incident would attract some trouble.

However, with his current strength, he was calm and unafraid, perfectly capable of protecting his own interests.

That was why he had chosen to wait until he succeeded in his Foundation Establishment before reporting the incident.

This way, even if a Cultivator from the Foundation Establishment Middle to Late Stage arrived, he wouldn’t be completely powerless to fight back.

In response to the question, Du Youqian just smiled. "Yes, a mysterious expert happened to be passing by. He slew the Demon with a single strike."

"Expert? I wouldn’t call him an expert. I examined the Sword Intent. It seems to have been grasped only recently; it’s still quite raw. The Demon was killed by this person, but what about the Demon Core?"

Du Youqian simply smiled. "Naturally, he’s the one who took the Demon Core."

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator frowned, his displeasure clear. "Since that Demon Zombie wandered near our Holy Blood Sect’s Evil Pool, all of its materials—including the Demon Core—belong to the Holy Blood Sect. And now someone has taken what belongs to our Sect, and you two didn’t so much as squeak? Why didn’t you stop him?"

Du Youqian replied slowly, "Do you think I could have stopped him?"

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator’s lip curled in a sneer. "Even if you couldn’t, you should have risked your life trying."

Du Youqian’s tone remained unhurried, almost casual. "Brother, you’re asking a bit much. An expert capable of manifesting Sword Intent is obviously powerful. I doubt even you, Brother, could be certain of victory against him. It’s only natural that I wouldn’t want to overreach."

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator’s eyes narrowed. Clearly annoyed, his voice turned cold. "I will report this to the Sect. You’ve handled this poorly and caused the Sect to suffer a loss. You will be punished!"

Luo Jinyu, standing to the side, was indignant and about to retort, but Du Youqian shot him a look. He had no choice but to back down and leave the stage to Du Youqian.

Du Youqian smiled faintly. "Do as you wish, Brother. A little punishment means nothing to me. However, you’d best be careful in the future. You claimed that mysterious expert’s Sword Intent was ’raw’ and that he wasn’t a ’true expert.’ Be careful. What if he advances his cultivation, remembers your words, and takes offense? He might just send a blade of Sword Intent your way from a distance. Your tongue is sharp enough, Brother. Perhaps you can parry it with your Verbal Combat Divine Abilities. But the feeling of Sword Intent seeping into your very bones... that’s not something you’d enjoy."

After all, the Handsome Bearded Cultivator was no fool.

He froze for a moment, blinking rapidly.

Then, the realization dawned on him.

’So the "mysterious expert" is you, Junior Brother.’

For a moment, his expression didn’t change.

He was rapidly weighing his options in his mind, trying to decide how to react.

’Is it worth dropping all pretense and fighting him?’

’But this junior brother has already grasped Sword Intent. He won’t be easy to deal with.’

’If we really fought, it would be hard to say who’d come out on top.’

’Still, I can’t just stand by, knowing he’s taken a Demon Core so precious that even a True Inheritor would covet it. I won’t be satisfied without getting a piece of the action.’

’Compared to that, his little verbal jab is hardly worth mentioning.’

’Face is something you pick up when you need it and toss aside when you don’t.’

’Ultimately, profit alone will decide whether or not I should fight this junior brother who has grasped Sword Intent.’

Watching from the side, Luo Jinyu felt a cold sweat pouring down his back.

He remembered how he had tactfully objected when Du Youqian had first told him to report the Demon to the Sect, specifically to lure over a Foundation Establishment Inner Disciple.

’Wasn’t that just asking for trouble?’

But Du Youqian had insisted, and his reasoning had been sound, so Luo Jinyu could only obey.

Now, however, he was regretting it.

’An Inner Disciple! At the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage!’

’Brother Yu, can you really handle this?’

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator stared at Du Youqian, his eyes half-closed. The killing intent within them grew stronger, but he still hadn’t made up his mind.

While the man was still hesitating, Du Youqian took the initiative. "Brother, before that mysterious expert left, he saw how hard I was working to Garrison this place and gifted me a Lower Grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact. As it happens, I have some matters to attend to and need to be away for a while. I was wondering if you might be willing to take my place and continue the Garrison duty here for two months? This Defensive Spiritual Artifact, of course, would serve as your compensation."

As he spoke, Du Youqian produced a fan-shaped Lower Grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact, a small masterpiece he had refined himself.

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator stared at the Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact, his mind racing as he calculated.

’Fight to the death, and maybe win the Demon Core—but victory was far from certain. Or, I could let the matter drop, turn a blind eye, and walk away with an expensive Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact for free.’

’The choice didn’t seem so difficult.’

Soon enough, he burst out laughing. "In that case, I’ll Garrison this place for two months. And what do you plan to do, Junior Brother?"

Du Youqian smiled faintly. "I need to return to the Sect to settle some old scores."

Of course, Du Youqian wasn’t just looking for trouble, nor was he so wealthy that he could afford to just throw away a Defensive Spiritual Artifact.

Rather, to carry out his plan, he needed to find a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Sect, one with some standing, to take his place and finish the last two months of his watch.

As for just sneaking back?

The Sect’s rules were no joke. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Break the rules, and having your tendons ripped out and your skin flayed would be considered a light punishment.

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator nodded in understanding. "Then I wish you a smooth journey, Junior Brother. You’ll become an Inner Disciple soon enough. If you manage to earn a spot as a True Successor Candidate in the future, who knows? I might have to rely on you within the Sect. At that point, perhaps it’ll be my turn to call *you* Senior Brother."

"You’re too kind," Du Youqian replied calmly, looking completely self-assured and confident.

The Handsome Bearded Cultivator felt he had made the right choice.

’Within the Holy Blood Sect, the infighting was naturally brutal.’

’But madmen rarely survived to the end.’

’To survive and climb to a high position, you needed good judgment. You needed to know who you could afford to provoke and who you couldn’t.’

’He might be patting himself on the back for this decision for the next hundred years.’

’A guy who reached Foundation Establishment in his early twenties, then grasped Sword Intent while still in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage... How the hell could a person like that *not* soar to the heavens?’