185: Nine reincarnations! The threshold to becoming a mortal immortal.

The tribulation clouds dispersed completely.

That "Eye of Heavenly Punishment," which had just been so arrogant as if it were executing justice on behalf of the Heavenly Dao, didn't even have a scrap left now.

Su Xuanchen shook his still-numb right arm.

Charred dead skin fell off in flakes, revealing new flesh underneath that was even more tender than a newborn's, yet shimmering with a faint golden luster.

He looked down at his current outfit.

The white robe, originally a Magic Treasure grade item, was now just a few tattered strips hanging on him, making him look like a refugee who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

"Tsk, at least I didn't expose myself."

Su Xuanchen casually tore off a piece of smoking fabric and, with a thought, changed into a brand-new set of green robes from his storage space.

The next second.

Ignoring the Su Family Ancestors and clansmen in the distance whose jaws had dropped to the floor, his figure flickered and appeared directly at the delivery room door.

The door was pushed open.

A scent mixed with blood, milk, and the lingering aura of the Laws of the Great Dao wafted over him.

Gu Lingshuang and the Dragon Girl were guarding the bedside. Both of their Faces were somewhat pale; clearly, protecting the two little ones just now had cost them quite a bit.

On the bed.

Although Lu Qingchan and Chu Yue were weak, their eyes were filled with the soft light of new mothers.

Beside them lay two wrinkled little monkeys side by side.

"Husband!"

Seeing him enter, the women finally let out the breath they had been holding.

Su Xuanchen waved his hand, signaling them not to get up.

He leaned in and carefully poked the cheek of the infant on the left with his finger.

Soft.

Like freshly made tofu pudding.

"Waa—!"

The little guy didn't give him any Face at all, wailing at the top of his lungs.

This wail was no small matter.

In Su Xuanchen's mind, the System notification sound, which had been playing dead for a long time, suddenly exploded like a boiling pot.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host!]

[Offspring talent detected...]

[Eldest Son, Su Daoyi: Possesses the "Hunyuan Primordial Sword Physique." Born close to Chaos, Sword Intent generates all things; one sword creates a world. This is the ultimate Sword Dao of "Life"!]

[Second Daughter, Su Daomie: Possesses the "Wuji End Sword Physique." Born to control the end, Sword Intent annihilates all Laws; one sword buries the heavens. This is the ultimate Sword Dao of "Death"!]

Su Xuanchen's finger froze in mid-air.

Good heavens.

One is responsible for creating, and the other is responsible for destroying.

If these siblings ever get into a fight, can this house even be kept?

Before he could finish complaining, the System took another deep breath.

[Two types of the supreme Sword Physiques detected sharing the same source and being Yin and Yang to each other. System is performing an Origin Fusion deduction...]

[Deduction successful!]

[Congratulations to the host! Triggered "Father's Status Rises with the Child" critical hit reward!]

[Reward: Special Physique Evolution: Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Sword Body!]

[This Physique merges "Primordial" and "End." The host will simultaneously master the supreme Sword Intent of creation and destruction. The sword heart is clear, all Laws are repelled, and it perfectly matches the daluo immortal sword!]

Boom—!

A heat flow—no, it should be said, a stream of scalding magma—surged from Su Xuanchen's tailbone straight to the crown of his head without warning.

That was the sign of a Physique transformation.

But it wasn't over yet.

[Additional Reward: Complete Manual of "Original True Scripture"!]

[Additional Reward: Middle Volume of "Nine The Secret Codex"!]

A massive stream of obscure, ancient information, even carrying some indescribable pressure, was like a brutal iron hammer, forcibly smashed into Su Xuanchen's Sea of Consciousness.

If it were his former self, this would have likely caused a concussion.

But now, with the transformation of his Physique, his Divine Soul strength was also skyrocketing exponentially.

"Ugh..."

Su Xuanchen let out a muffled groan, his Face instantly turning red.

The power inside his body was out of control.

If he didn't find a place to vent or digest it quickly, let alone this delivery room, the entire Su Family ancestral land would be leveled by the Sword Qi overflowing from his body.

"Husband?"

Gu Lingshuang sensed something was wrong and was about to reach out to support him.

"Don't touch me."

Su Xuanchen took half a step back, his voice hoarse as if he had swallowed a handful of sand.

"I'm about to have a Breakthrough, and the commotion will be a bit large."

"Watch the children."

Before his voice faded.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes.

Su Xuanchen's figure had already vanished from the spot.

In the next instant.

Millions of miles away in the desolate starry sky.

This place was far from any living stars, containing only floating asteroid belts and silent cosmic dust.

Su Xuanchen appeared out of thin air, sitting cross-legged on a giant meteorite the size of half a continent.

"Boom—!!!"

The aura he had suppressed for a long time erupted completely.

With him as the center, the space within a million miles shattered instantly, turning into a patch of Chaos.

Countless meteorites didn't even have ashes left, directly erased by that terrifying "Hunyuan Wuji Great Luo Sword Intent."

Pain.

The bones of his entire body felt like they were being taken apart, thrown into a millstone to be crushed, and then reassembled.

Every cell was cheering and also wailing.

Chaos Immortal Qi and the essence of the Great Dao didn't even need his active guidance; like sharks smelling blood, they frantically tunneled into his pores.

His Great Emperor Dao Fruit vibrated violently within that Purple Mansion.

On the originally crystal-clear fruit, complicated patterns now appeared one after another.

Those were the traces of time.

And the aura of Reincarnation.

[Ding! Detected that the host's cultivation is rising too fast and the state of mind is unstable. About to start the "Ten Thousand Generations Reincarnation" simulation training.]

[Please be prepared, host. This simulation aims to stabilize the Dao Fruit and help you step into the Mortal World Immortal Realm.]

[Countdown: 3, 2, 1...]

Su Xuanchen didn't even have time to give the System a middle finger.

His vision went black.

His consciousness was forcibly stripped... When he opened his eyes again.

No starry sky, no System, and no world-shaking cultivation.

He was a Mortal.

Born in a chaotic world, named A'niu.

In the first life, he was a swordsman.

Practiced the sword for a lifetime, killed people for a lifetime.

At the age of sixty, his vitality was depleted, and his enemies came to his door.

On a rainy night, he swung his final sword; the sword broke, and the man died.

The moment before his consciousness dissipated, he seemed to have grasped something—it was the yearning for life.

The scene shifted.

The second life.

He was the most stunning Prodigy of that era.

Became a Saint at twenty, a Quasi-Emperor at a hundred, and attained the Dao as a Great Emperor at five hundred.

He suppressed an era, yet could not withstand the blade of time.

In his late years, his vitality declined. Looking at that Face in the mirror as old as tree bark, he was unwilling.

He traveled across the cosmic frontiers and finally, in a forbidden land, dug up a stalk of Longevity Medicine shaped like a human.

The medicine entered his mouth.

Bitter, with an earthy smell.

But that majestic vitality allowed him to live a second life.

The third life.

The medicine's effect weakened.

Longevity Medicine can only be eaten once; the second time, it is a poisonous herb.

He began to study the human body.

He treated himself as a cadaver teacher, dissecting his own Meridians and studying the limits of every acupoint.

He engraved formation runes within his body, attempting to lock in the escaping essence.

In this life, he lived for twenty-five thousand years.

The fourth life.

He went mad.

He cut away all his cultivation, even severing that invincible Emperor's body.

He turned into a fertilized egg and was reincarnated.

Starting cultivation from the womb, using Innate Qi to rebuild his Foundation.

In this life, he was called Su Xuan.

He no longer pursued the extreme of power, but the resilience of life.

The fifth life... sixth life... seventh life... The System seemed to have turned on fast-forward.

Each life was twenty to thirty thousand years.

He rolled through the Mortal World.

He was a beggar, an emperor, a straw sandal seller, and a butcher.

He watched the people around him grow old one by one, die, and turn into yellow earth.

Only him.

Like a ghost drifting outside of time, coldly observing all of this.

His heart grew colder and harder.

But those eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The eighth life.

He had already lived for a million years.

Time could no longer leave traces on him.

He stood at the peak of the Universe, watching the birth and death of the galaxy beneath his feet.

He suddenly felt that so-called longevity was actually quite boring.

"Is it not over yet?"

He asked the Void Realm.

No one answered.

Only the ninth Reincarnation Mark slowly condensed on his forehead.

That was the ultimate sublimation of the Dao.

Above the Great Emperor Dao Fruit, immortal light lingered.

That layer of window paper separating humans and immortals was finally poked through.

Mortal World Immortal.

Not to ascend to the Immortal Realm to be a carefree immortal.

But in this rolling Mortal World, I do not die, I am not extinguished, I am eternity.

Boom—!

Consciousness returned.

The desolate starry sky was still the same starry sky.

Su Xuanchen slowly opened his eyes.

No brilliant light flashed, and no visions appeared.

Those eyes were as calm as a withered well.

Bottomless.

As if hiding a million years of vicissitudes and loneliness.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm.

The skin was fair, the knuckles long and slender, full of youthful vitality.

But only he knew.

What kind of monster was contained in this body.

"So, this is the path of a Mortal World Immortal."

Su Xuanchen spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

He gently clenched his fist.

Crack.

The space within ten thousand miles, like a piece of fragile glass, was directly crushed by his grip.

Without using any spiritual power.

Pure Physical Body strength.

His current combat power had completely exceeded the limits of the Xuanhuang Great World.

Even if that Heavenly Emperor from ancient times, who claimed to be invincible, were to be resurrected and stand before him, it would likely be a matter of a few punches and kicks.

The path ahead was clear.

That legendary Realm was no longer an ethereal fantasy.

"System, thanks."

Su Xuanchen murmured in his heart.

Although being forcibly stuffed into Reincarnation to be a loner for a million years was a bit annoying, this solid improvement was truly worth it.

He stood up and stretched.

The bones in his body made a series of popping sounds, like frying beans.

"It's time to go back."

"I wonder if those two little brats still recognize me as their father."

Only an instant had passed in the outside world.

But in his heart, a million years had gone by.

This feeling of space-time distortion made him slightly dazed.