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Chapter 566: Dark Reincarnation Realm
Within the Anling Realm, Xi Shen remained silent, a faint smile playing on his lips as he faced Fu Jie’s probing question.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, “To carry out such a world-shaking endeavor, of course, it couldn’t just be us.”
“Fu Jie, think carefully. If we could control the Reincarnation disciples of the Sect, even turn them into our own followers—what kind of advantage would that bring?”
“Just consider the wealth they’ve secretly hidden for their Reincarnation endeavors. That alone is an unimaginable reservoir of resources.”
“And beyond that, once we’ve infiltrated the Sect, what intelligence could we gain? How much of their resources could we seize?”
“Not to mention the opportunity to take control of the Qiongjiang God. From then on, the Dark Reincarnation Realm would be under our dominion. No matter which Reincarnation path they take, if they wish to avoid the Heavenly Human Five Taxes, we’d have them at our mercy.”
“We’d gain access to the Reincarnation records of countless cultivators from the past and future, along with evidence of tax evasion…”
Fu Jie listened, her heart pounding in her chest. If they’re discovered, their first move would be to crush us all without hesitation.
These young upstarts are truly reckless.
Has the Evil God grown this powerful now?
Yet, as she studied Xi Shen’s confident demeanor, doubt crept in. Is he bluffing?
She recalled how, in her own past presentations to the Evil God Kings and colleagues, she’d often exaggerated—turning a simple phone scam into a Heavenly Court destruction plan, and a fake website URL into a ultimate Ling Realm weapon.
Damn it… is he just painting a grand picture to lure me in?
She weighed the possibility. It was plausible.
But there was another possibility.
Maybe there’s a higher-level Evil God behind him—perhaps even one of the Evil God Kings themselves, already deep in the Sect’s ranks, quietly building influence within a faction.
The thought sent a surge of greed through her. Just the idea of uncovering the hidden wealth of those mighty Reincarnated cultivators made her fingers itch to grab a share.
She had to admit—this plan was dangerously tempting. The potential rewards were astronomical, enough to make her want to jump in, no matter the risk.
Yet, as an Evil God, she knew this wasn’t a 100% guaranteed plan.
The goal of targeting high-level Reincarnated cultivators… that part is likely real.
But the rest—penetrating the Sect, controlling the Dark Reincarnation Realm? That’s probably just smoke and mirrors.
Their true endgame? Only they know for sure.
Zhang Yu, listening silently, felt the same shock—yet beneath it, a sharp warning stirred.
Are we really supposed to get involved in this?
Feeling Fu Jie’s hesitation, Xi Shen said calmly, “No need to panic. We’re not launching war against the Sect right away.”
“Whether it’s tracking down Reincarnated cultivators, gathering evidence of tax evasion, acquiring the Qiongjiang God’s ledgers, or taking control of the Qiongjiang God—this is all part of a long-term strategy. A grand, patient plan.”
“Each step may take years, even decades. It demands careful planning, steady waiting, and gradual cultivation of results.”
“For instance, collecting information on Hua Shen Spirit Armor at Wanfa University—our team is ready to spend years on that.”
“Throughout this entire process, Fu Jie, you’re welcome to join at any time. And if you ever change your mind, you can leave just as freely.”
Zhang Yu pondered silently. Fu Jie, what do you think?
Fu Jie gave a small nod in her mind. He’s not wrong. This plan is too long-term—its final rewards are far beyond what we can currently imagine. It’s more like a banner to rally Evil Gods together.
“But during the execution, through our cooperation and exchanges, we can already gain tangible benefits.”
“And besides, in the Anling Realm, they can’t trace my origins.”
After a moment of internal discussion, Fu Jie finally spoke: “Alright. I’ll join for now.”
“Tell me what you need me to do.”
Xi Shen replied, “We need you to steal a file from the Finance Department.”
Fu Jie inwardly scoffed. How am I supposed to do that?
But she kept her voice cool. “Oh? The Finance Department’s security level is extremely high. What’s in it for me?”
Xi Shen said, “No risk required. Our people already extracted the data earlier, but got trapped during retreat.”
“Before capture, they hid the file in a secret location.”
“All I need is for your team to retrieve it.”
Zhang Yu studied the coordinates Xi Shen provided. His brow furrowed. “The Ling Realm Information Center in University City? Did they steal it during their last assault on the city—but couldn’t get it out?”
Fu Jie frowned. “The Information Center? That place is heavily guarded. Sending someone in to steal would be suicide.”
Xi Shen clarified, “It’s not about stealing. Just retrieving the file.”
After some negotiation, Xi Shen agreed to hand over a Ling Realm Hijacking technology after the job was done.
Fu Jie’s eyes lit up. She’d seen such tech in action during the Demon Sect’s previous hijacking of University City’s Ling Realm. Even though this was just a minor version, it was still irresistible.
Now, the only question remained: how to pull it off.
…
Days later.
On a construction site.
Zhang Yu took a few steps—and vanished from the surveillance cameras.
He picked up a relic nestled in the cracks of a Spirit Energy Circuit.
Is this it?
The reason he could reach here so easily? Because with the massive infrastructure boom across University City, countless battle-damaged facilities had been repaired or rebuilt. And key locations like the Information Center were accessible only to companies approved by Wanfa University.
Zhang Yu’s own company had recently secured this project through Director Gao.
After leaving the site, Zhang Yu sensed faint Martial Energy fluctuations from the relic.
Is the data stored inside?
Encoded via Martial Energy Frequency.
Fu Jie chuckled. “Heh, this encryption method looks familiar. Let me see what they actually stole.”
As Fu Jie poured her Evil God Energy into the relic, a flood of information was extracted and reassembled—forming multiple data files that appeared in Zhang Yu’s Eye Armor.
Zhang Yu frowned. “This… is…”
Fu Jie said, “Finance Department fund flows.”
“Hmm… they’ve been quietly transferring funds to Tianyao University for a long time.”
“Wait—there are some odd accounts. Secret transfers to unknown recipients?”
Zhang Yu’s mind sparked. Could the Finance Department be colluding with high-level Reincarnated cultivators? Hiding wealth, smuggling Lingbi?
Fu Jie sighed. “Can’t tell for sure from just this. This is only part of the data. The rest is likely already in their hands.”
…
Within the Anling Realm.
Xi Shen smiled at Fu Jie. “We’ve retrieved the file at your designated location.”
Internally, he mused: The Information Center is a critical facility—only those with deep access can enter.
Fu Jie’s swift success proves she has real roots in University City. Her followers must be planted in key positions.
Good. I made the right choice bringing her in.
Fu Jie said, “Cut the talk. Send over the tech.”
“I’ll warn you—don’t send me anything I already know. That won’t count.”
Xi Shen smiled faintly. “Relax, Fu Jie. This Double Identity Technology is the latest breakthrough from the upper-tier Evil Gods—cutting-edge Ling Realm Hijacking. You’ll be satisfied.”
A moment later, Fu Jie received the data.
Her eyes widened slightly.
It’s a technology that can temporarily alter external identity.
Zhang Yu thought, With this, we could display any rank we want. Show any university we like. Perfect for impersonation.
Fu Jie murmured, “As long as Zheng Shen doesn’t investigate, this won’t be exposed.”
Both Zhang Yu and Fu Jie were thrilled with the new Ling Realm Double Identity Technology.
Before departing the Anling Realm, Fu Jie couldn’t help but ask: “Is Wanfa’s Finance Department also hunting down Reincarnated cultivators?”
Xi Shen replied coolly, “Sorry, Fu Jie. I can’t answer that.”
…
“They’re not cultivating together,” Zhang Yu muttered, watching a video recorded through his Eye Armor. “Feels more like a double rest.”
Shui Haiyu stood in front of the screen, visibly confused. “Could they be using Mutual Cultivation as a cover… to spread Demon Sect teachings?”
Shui Haiyu had reported the group. The Inspection Team came, searched thoroughly—but found no traces of Double Rest Cult.
Still, he confronted the group’s leader, demanding to leave.
Then he tried to convince classmates to quit too.
“Quit if you want, but I like the vibe here. I’m not leaving.”
“Don’t you find it strange? They keep making us skip class for their activities. Sounds just like how Double Rest Cults train followers.”
The video ended with Shui Haiyu and his classmates arguing.
Zhang Yu stared at the footage, unsure whether Shui Haiyu was right.
But he wasn’t here to interfere. He was only collecting junior college student intelligence.
After reviewing the video, Zhang Yu refocused on the Flying Sword before him.
With the final seal in place, on the 24th of April, Zhang Yu’s Taihao Shenglü Flying Sword finally reached Level 11—stepping into the Foundation Establishment Realm.
As Zhang Yu willed it, a mighty sword aura surged from the blade.
Beside him, Zi Wen Zhen gasped in awe. “The Taihao Shenglü Flying Sword reached Level 11? Looks like it’s successfully凝聚 sword intent.”
She knew the sword could condense a Taihao Moral Sword Intent—its power increased against those lacking virtue.
But what exactly was a person without virtue?
In Zi Wen Zhen’s view, it boiled down to one thing.
The poorer someone is, the less moral they tend to be—making them far more vulnerable to the Taihao Moral Sword Intent.
Zhang Yu thought, Sword intent formation is tied to the cultivator’s mindset. The Taihao Moral Sword Intent I’m refining… may not work the same way. Need to test it later.
Still, completing this milestone brought a weight off his mind.
He glanced at the messages in his Eye Armor—and saw Ye Xingli had sent another design sketch.
Over time, as he gathered more junior college intelligence, she’d kept refining her alchemy product designs. The diagrams were growing increasingly detailed.
Looks like it’s almost finished.
Zhang Yu realized: if he didn’t join in soon, he’d miss the chance to replicate Ye Xingli’s Dao Seed.
Without hesitation, he activated Tiangong Kaiwu and began modifying the design.
Goal: Reduce Cost!
(End of Chapter)
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