Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

When Su Hongzhen opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a bed.

The surroundings looked very familiar.

The Listening to the Waves Pavilion.

He quickly realized where he currently was.

"Awake?"

A faint young boy's voice came from the side.

Sitting at a round table on the other side of the room, leisurely sipping tea, was a handsome young man in plain white Daoist robes.

Chen Yan.

The robe he wore had been commissioned a few days ago, when Kang Keye, on behalf of Kang Zongdan, came to visit him. Chen Yan had asked the Kang Family's next patriarch to arrange for its tailoring.

Compared to the clothes of mortal youths, for Chen Yan, he was far more accustomed to the Daoist robes he had worn for over a thousand years across countless cycles of reincarnation.

"Big brother..."

Su Hongzhen's mind was still somewhat foggy, but soon he remembered everything that had happened before he lost consciousness.

Then, he looked down, his gaze landing on his body.

The bandages that had been wrapped around his chest were completely gone.

And there was no smell of medicinal ointment either.

Strange...

Su Hongzhen tentatively poked his rib area with his finger.

It didn't hurt at all.

"A young girl from Mirage Palace saved you," Chen Yan said.

"Mirage Palace?"

Little Su searched his memories again, and then he recalled the figure of a young woman in deep green Daoist robes he had seen at the alley entrance before losing consciousness.

"My injuries..." Su Hongzhen murmured.

"When she saved you, you were at death's door, about to breathe your last at any moment, so she gave you a pill," Chen Yan said. He paused for a moment, took another sip of tea, and then fixed his gaze on Su Hongzhen. "The injuries you suffered looked severe, but they were only superficial wounds. One Healing Pill down the hatch was enough to fully treat them."

Su Hongzhen was silent for another brief moment before speaking. "Big brother, how long was I unconscious?"

"Two days," Chen Yan replied. "If your body is in no further danger, go wash up now and eat something. I'll take you to Kang Mansion. Tonight, the Kang Family is formally hosting a banquet to welcome the cultivators from Mirage Palace. You need to properly thank those Mirage Palace cultivators who saved you."

With that, Chen Yan stood up and left Su Hongzhen's room.

...

Shortly after the four cultivators from Mirage Palace arrived in Jiangdu Prefecture, they made contact with the Kang Family.

It was only when the Kang Mansion people were welcoming the honored Immortal Masters of Mirage Palace that they discovered the person the cultivators had saved in the city was actually Su Hongzhen. They quickly sent someone to the Listening to the Waves Pavilion to inform Chen Yan.

Chen Yan then hurried to Kang Mansion and brought back Su Hongzhen, whose injuries had stabilized after taking the pill from Mirage Palace.

As for the youths who had nearly beaten Su Hongzhen to death, the Mirage Palace people did not kill them—they merely rescued Little Su.

But as for what happened later...

"Immortal Master, those reckless brats have been tied to rocks and sunk into Bamboo River," Kang Keyang reported to Chen Yan when he visited the Listening to the Waves Pavilion on the evening of the day Chen Yan brought Su Hongzhen back.

When Chen Yan first heard the news, he was slightly taken aback.

He hadn't expected the Kang Family to act so decisively.

But on second thought, it wasn't really surprising.

In fact, when Chen Yan learned that the person who saved Su Hongzhen was a Mirage Palace disciple, he felt a sense of relief.

Because this might very well have been a destined tribulation in Su Hongzhen's fate.

Chen Yan had initially thought this would be the first meeting between Su Hongzhen and Zhou Jinyun, the Daomen Xingzou of Mirage Palace.

But the Mirage Palace disciple who saved Su Hongzhen wasn't Zhou Jinyun—it was a young girl named Jiang Shiyu.

As a former Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain who had struggled and fought through countless cycles of reincarnation in the cultivation world for over a thousand years, Chen Yan was naturally well-versed in the Daoist robe styles of Mirage Palace disciples.

Leaving aside the Daomen Xingzou, the style of Daoist robes worn by that young girl named Jiang Shiyu was nothing more than that of the most ordinary Inner Court disciple of the Illusion Time Pavilion.

But Chen Yan wasn't being too hasty in his judgment.

Because he knew all too well just how "sunny" Mirage Palace's cultivation techniques and the conduct of its disciples could be.

It could be said that among the Five Great Sects, the last disciples Chen Yan wanted to deal with were those from Mirage Palace.

But right now, he couldn't avoid it.

"Big brother."

After washing up and drinking a bowl of thin congee, Su Hongzhen stood beside Chen Yan. "Let's go."

...

Kang Mansion, Main Hall.

Kang Zongdan sat on the central seat of honor, while standing in the hall were four Mirage Palace cultivators in deep green Daoist robes.

Although, if one were to compare cultivation realms, Protector Huang Yong of the mid Qi Sea Realm was leagues above Kang Zongdan.

After all, it was an established custom that the host sits in the seat of honor.

People must have rules, and cultivators must have them too.

Otherwise, everyone would laugh at you.

Even if the disparity in cultivation between the two sides was vast, this was still the host's territory.

You had to give the master enough face.

Of course, if the gap was too vast, the rules would naturally have to change.

For example, if the guest was a cultivator of the Upper Three Realms and the host was of the Middle Three Realms or below.

The difference between cultivators of the Upper Three Realms and those of the Lower or Middle Three Realms was enormous.

Just the Myriad Transformations Realm alone had trapped countless so-called "geniuses" of their time.

After all, breaking through from Spirit Connection to Myriad Transformations required condensing a single strand of innate true energy.

And from Myriad Transformations to Unity required ten thousand strands.

This was the true reason why cultivators of the Upper Three Realms were so rare and held such high status.

"Honored guests, have you been resting well at my Kang Mansion these past two days?" Kang Zongdan asked from the central seat.

"Very well indeed, Patriarch Kang," said Protector Huang Yong, head of the Illusion Time Pavilion's Daoist Hall, "For us Mirage Palace disciples, every blade of grass, every moment of stillness and motion, everything we see is an incredibly valuable experience... So, coming to Jiangdu Prefecture this time has been deeply enriching."

It was all just polite pleasantries.

"That's good to hear." Kang Zongdan nodded with a smile. "However, a few days ago, some reckless individuals in the city... I am deeply ashamed of that."

"Patriarch Kang, you speak too seriously. It was merely a minor incident on this journey—no harm done," Huang Yong said, waving his hand.

"Protector Huang is indeed a straightforward person!" Kang Zongdan praised repeatedly.

"By the way, Patriarch Kang," Huang Yong shifted the topic, "How is the young man my Mirage Palace disciple saved two days ago doing now?"