Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

In this world, the level of one’s cultivation is relatively transparent and cannot be hidden.

Unless one takes certain special elixirs to truly suppress their cultivation level to a lower realm, they cannot avoid detection by cultivators above the Fifth Realm.

Just like Zhang Xishun in the past.

However, it is also possible to actively restrict one’s own cultivation realm to a certain level or below.

For example, Qi Yadong during the outer court competition restricted his late-stage Qi Circulation Realm cultivation to the late-stage Body Forging Realm.

And Qin Qingyu, naturally, could also restrict her cultivation to the early-stage Martial Spring Realm level.

She said this was for fairness.

Qin Qingyu’s words made Chen Yan hesitate slightly.

He wondered if he should also actively restrict his cultivation to below the early-stage Martial Spring Realm.

But he quickly let it go.

His opponent was Qin Qingyu, the most peerlessly talented cultivator of this generation on the Chenping Continent.

And just over a year ago, he was merely a marginal disciple in the outer court of the Kongshan Sect.

Chen Yan clearly knew that the reason he could stand on the same stage as Chu Xiyao was not because of any great innate talent.

It was only because he happened to have a cheat.

Since that was the case, there was no need to hypocritically feel ashamed anymore.

Thinking this, Chen Yan began silently reciting the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art, true qi surging within his meridians.

He waited for Qin Qingyu to make her move.

However, Qin Qingyu, clad in a dress of pale green gauze, simply stood there motionless.

It was only when her eyes met Chen Yan’s that they suddenly curved, as if she were smiling:

“Chief Disciple Chen, be careful.”

In the next instant, Chen Yan’s vision suddenly began to blur.

It wasn’t due to any internal issue with his eyes, but because his sight was being disrupted by a soft, glowing light source.

It was a lunar halo.

Then, Chen Yan saw that flash of pale green gauze flicker through the lunar halo.

Chen Yan fully activated his heart method, only to discover that under the impetus of the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art, the true qi within his meridians felt as heavy as lead ingots.

It was only then that Chen Yan realized what the lunar halo, which he had originally mistaken for an “illusion technique,” actually was.

This lunar halo was no illusion technique at all.

It was Qin Qingyu’s supremely refined, pure Lunar Phase true qi.

This reminded Chen Yan of the method Lin Qifeng used to suppress Gu Qin.

However, Lin Qifeng, at the Qi Sea Realm, could already directly use his vast, oceanic reserves of true qi to inflict damage on an enemy.

But Qin Qingyu, at the Martial Spring Realm, or rather, with her cultivation suppressed to the early-stage Martial Spring Realm, could not accomplish such a feat.

Yet, Qin Qingyu was still able to use her Lunar Phase true qi to inhibit the circulation of true qi within Chen Yan’s meridians.

In the entire Chenping Continent, only Qin Qingyu, at the Martial Spring Realm, could achieve this level of control.

The operation of the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art became extremely sluggish.

Though Chen Yan possessed a vast reservoir of true qi, he was completely unable to mobilize it.

With no other choice, he began operating the Hidden Immortal Art, allowing the true qi in his meridians to be mobilized by him once again.

He decisively raised his hand, located that pale green figure within the lunar halo, and unleashed his true qi.

Kongshan Finger!

A beam of true qi shot forth from Chen Yan’s fingertip, piercing through the lunar halo on the arena platform, heading straight for Qin Qingyu’s direction.

But this beam of true qi had only traveled about seven *zhang* before it was already swallowed up by the lunar halo.

“Chief Disciple Chen, you really do have a special fondness for that Kongshan Finger technique, don’t you?”

A soft, murmuring whisper came from beside Chen Yan’s shoulder.

But he knew Qin Qingyu was not actually beside him.

She was merely using her true qi to project her voice to Chen Yan’s ear.

Using Kongshan Finger was, for Chen Yan, entirely an act of desperation.

After all, on the surface, he had only advanced to the Martial Spring Realm a month ago.

Moreover, even before the Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry, when Chen Yan had already created the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art, the vast majority of people within the sect still viewed him as a prodigy, not a cultivation genius.

This meant that Chen Yan hadn’t had much opportunity before this to come into contact with more profound and mystical techniques.

And even if Chen Yan were exposed to them, given his innate talent, it would be very difficult for him to master or become proficient in Martial Spring Realm techniques within a short period.

He needed a great deal of time to practice, or to pin his hopes on Reincarnation Rewards.

Chen Yan accelerated the operation of the Hidden Immortal Art. The true qi he released from his meridians into the external environment forcibly tore several gaps in the lunar halo enveloping the entire arena platform.

This was also within Qin Qingyu’s expectations.

If Chen Yan couldn’t even manage this much, then she wouldn’t have looked at him with such high regard in the first place.

The lunar halo misting over the arena platform began to show countless cracks.

This wasn’t due to Chen Yan’s actions, but a spontaneous disintegration initiated by Qin Qingyu herself.

The lunar halo began to shatter into countless silvery-white points of light, which then gathered into several beams of moonlight, flying one after another toward Chen Yan’s direction.

Chen Yan activated his protective true qi to deal with Qin Qingyu’s attack.

Originally, Chen Yan believed that in front of Qin Qingyu, only the purity and vastness of his true qi would not fall short.

But now, Chen Yan realized he was wrong.

Even with Qin Qingyu suppressing her cultivation to the early-stage Martial Spring Realm, in terms of sheer total true qi volume, Qin Qingyu could actually match Chen Yan on equal footing.

Maybe he should just concede.

Losing to Qin Qingyu wasn’t shameful.

After all, she was the number one Martial Spring Realm cultivator of this generation on the Chenping Continent.

And Chen Yan hadn’t planned on winning in the first place.

The title of Heavenly Summit Champion, for the current Chen Yan, would absolutely bring more disadvantages than benefits.

But just then, a profound feeling suddenly arose again in Chen Yan’s heart.

Just like when he fought Ye Xiu.

Yet this profound feeling was also very strange; no matter how he tried to grasp it, it always slipped away.

Chen Yan suddenly remembered something.

When his protective true qi dispersed Qin Qingyu’s moonlight beams, and then her moonlight beams condensed again to launch an attack at him, he dissipated all of his protective true qi.

He faced Qin Qingyu’s attack in a completely defenseless posture.

Certain death.

If struck by Qin Qingyu’s moonlight beams without any defense, he would undoubtedly die.

But Chen Yan decided to gamble on this.

He operated the Hidden Immortal Art with all his might and pointed his fingertip toward the direction of the oncoming moonlight beams.

A point of clear light shot forth.

All the moonlight beams, the moment they touched the clear light from Chen Yan’s fingertip, completely disintegrated.

The clear light continued flying toward Qin Qingyu’s direction.

Qin Qingyu let out a soft sound of surprise, “Hmm?”

Then, her Taoyin Star-Scales Scripture mobilized the scattered, sky-filling moonlight beams, all surging toward that point of clear light.

Like moths to a flame, countless silvery-white moonlight beams vanished without a trace after pouncing upon that single point of clear light.

The clear light continued flying toward Qin Qingyu’s direction.

Her expression, for the first time since the opening of this Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry, revealed a trace of astonishment.

That point of clear light grew larger and larger in Qin Qingyu’s pupils.

And then, the Daoyan Arena erupted with a sky-full of white light.