The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 38 The Deer-Headed Swordsman

Directly below the deer's head, the spiritual energy was dense like a curtain, invisible to mortals, but clearly visible to Luo Sifan's spiritual sense.

Presumably he wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone, Luo Sifan raised his head and stepped inside.

Despite struggling a bit, Luo Sifan managed to keep moving forward steadily. His body trembled a few times.

Just two more steps and he was about to step out of the area covered by the deer head's spiritual energy, the spiritual pressure around him changed, surging like a turbulent tide, and the force of his blows increased several times over.

Caught off guard, Luo Sifan staggered backward as he was thrown back by the deer-headed spiritual energy.

What the hell? I got slapped back by a dead deer head?

Just as one foot stepped back out of the spiritual energy circle, seemingly about to fail the challenge, the spiritual pressure around Luo Sifan changed, forcefully pushing him forward again.

Luo Sifan was furious. It was clear that the Dead Deer Head didn't want him to get better. He couldn't get out, he couldn't retreat, and his intentions were full of malice.

Without further ado, the Taiyi Qingxuan spiritual energy circulated throughout the meridians, overflowing and striking directly at the spiritual energy force from the deer head's strike.

Luo Sifan's physical body was only at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, but his soul, under Mu Xiaoqing's forceful infusion of power under the guise of official business, had already reached the initial stage of Spirit Infant formation.

With his spiritual sense, he grasped the dozens of spiritual energies that the deer head was attacking, and easily countered them by pushing, deflecting, and sliding them away, gradually anticipating the enemy's moves.

After exchanging blows dozens of times, Luo Sifan had already used the momentum to glide forward several feet, and was about to successfully pass the challenge.

As if playing a trick, Deer Head's aura suddenly expanded tenfold, and the spiritual energy in the field suddenly reached hundreds of densely packed particles.

Luo Sifan was instantly swept into the raging torrent like a fallen leaf, tossed and turned in the spiritual energy field of the deer head.

Having been defeated by Deer Head once again, Luo Sifan was in a terrible state. Hundreds of spiritual energy bursts appeared and disappeared unpredictably, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. Clearly, Deer Head had also begun to put his mind to it.

No time to be angry, Luo Sifan focused intently, activating his spiritual sense to its limit, and with a surge of pride, began another round of chess with the deer head.

As time passed, Luo Sifan gradually shifted from being on the defensive to taking the initiative.

He had mastered ninety percent of the rules governing the operation of hundreds of spiritual energies. Taking advantage of this, Luo Sifan moved to the edge of the spiritual energy field once again.

With success seemingly within reach, Luo Sifan felt a pang of bitterness. His Taiyi Qingxuan spiritual energy was stagnant and difficult to move, indicating that it had reached a state of depletion.

With a determined heart, Luo Sifan silently recited the mantra. The two-colored spiral in his mind began to rotate, and the surging suction power completely absorbed the spiritual energy of the deer head that was approaching him.

Luo Sifan urged the Taiyi spiritual energy exhaled from his spiritual platform, and without hesitation, he soared into the air and pointed his fingers at the deer head hanging ten feet high.

They advanced with unstoppable momentum, catching Deer Head off guard. Just as Luo Sifan's finger touched Deer Head's neck...

The deer-like eyes rolled downwards, and Luo Sifan froze, his gaze fixed in mid-air as the eyes swept over him.

In his great horror, Luo Sifan saw only a vast, boundless deer eye before him, like an endless abyss. In a moment of confusion, his consciousness was pulled away by a tremendous force, and Luo Sifan's body instantly went limp, hanging from the deer's head.

Upon regaining consciousness, Luo Sifan quickly got up, all traces of arrogance gone.

"Greetings, senior! I apologize for disturbing you!"

Luo Sifan forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he walked across the grass toward a white-robed man whose back was to him.

His figure was tall and imposing, standing with his hands in his sleeves, with long, straight black hair and two antlers that suddenly appeared.

The meadow stretched endlessly, covered with three-foot-tall green grass, its stems adorned with either colorful flowers or colorful beads.

The man in white left Luo Sifan waiting for a while, and Luo Sifan waited obediently without saying much.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, a gentle breeze, and the fragrance of flowers and grass—it was a beautiful scene, but Luo Sifan felt a hidden murderous aura and a chill ran down his spine.

When the man in white robes slowly turned around, Luo Sifan glanced at him briefly. He had a pale face, a short beard, and large, protruding eyes. He looked very familiar.

"Greetings, senior! I am Lin Xiaozhi, from Yongning Prefecture, Yuanzhou, Silverfrost Empire."

Luo Sifan politely bowed again and revealed some of his secrets.

"May I ask how I should address you, senior?"

The man in white robes seemed unconcerned about Luo Sifan's unusual behavior, silently observing him as if deep in thought.

"Kid, just call me Lord Lu. Using my name and such in plain language is too much trouble."

The man in the white robe began to speak slowly, his first few words sounding like a broken gong, but then his voice became clear and his speaking speed normalized.

"Since you have brought me here, I must be sorry that I was flustered and offended you earlier. I, Lin Xiaozhi, apologize to you."

Luo Sifan bowed deeply. There was nothing he could do; the gap between them was simply too vast.

"With your meager abilities, you dare to challenge me?"

Lu Gong glared at her, then forced out a smile that made Luo Sifan feel awkward:

"Young man, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This senior only did this because he admires talent. Your performance just now was excellent! I summoned you here not with any ill intentions, but also with great benefits!"

Luo Sifan thought to himself, but his face lit up with joy, and he bowed to Duke Lu again:

"That's wonderful! I will always remember your kindness and guidance!"

Lu Gong nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied with Luo Sifan's understanding and tact.

"Boy, I see that you have no sword cultivation and your physical body is weak. You dare to challenge the sword ladder. Not only will you disgrace the way of the sword, but you will also bring disaster upon yourself. Be careful not to lose your life."

Lu Gong sighed twice, his expression seemingly expectant, almost as if he wanted to say, "Come and ask me!"

Luo Sifan paused slightly, then hesitated and said:

"I am ignorant, senior, may I be taught?"

Lu Gong beamed, having been waiting for him to say that.

"Come, come, let me show you my swordsmanship!"

"Sword Control Technique!"

Lu Gong took a step into the air, and a three-foot-long white light appeared beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, he and his sword pierced into the void, twisting and turning, covering dozens of miles. Only a flash of white light was seen before he arrived in an instant.

Luo Sifan naturally had some memories of the swordsmen and their skills he had seen in his previous life, some of which were of varying skill levels.

At this point, I had no choice but to pretend to be a novice and clap and cheer loudly.

Lu Gong stopped in mid-air with a smile on his face.

"Body and sword become one!"

Another white light flashed, this time so fast that even light and shadow couldn't grasp it, and it was completely silent, so much so that even Luo Sifan's spiritual sense couldn't lock onto its trail.

Luo Sifan clapped and cheered again, this time with more genuine enthusiasm.

"The art of swordsmanship, shattering all paths!"

"Sword Domain Technique, Subduing All Paths!"

With utmost sincerity, Lu Gong practiced each move in mid-air. His sword flashed through the air, shattering the rules of a realm. Under Lu Gong's sword, the rules stabilized one by one, forming a world of their own. The power of a single sword strike to destroy and establish was enough to make Luo Sifan completely convinced.

Putting everything else aside, Lu Gong's swordsmanship is truly top-tier within the mortal realm.

Luo Sifan's immortal soul was locked, so even sword immortals couldn't extract any impressions of him.

Lu Gong withdrew his sword energy, ignoring the shattering sword domain and spatial chaos behind him, and took a few steps back to his original position.

"Boy, would you like to learn swordsmanship from this senior?"

"I want to, I want to so much!"

Luo Sifan blurted it out.

After reading Mu Xiaoqing's letter, he realized the dangers he faced in this reincarnation of his immortal soul. It seemed to be a slap in the face to his previous life's philosophy of being obsessed with alchemy, ignoring all the great paths, and severing all desires and emotions.

In this life, what he needs to do is break into the Soul Realm and restore Mu Xiaoqing's freedom.

He was going to find the "her" mentioned in Mu Xiaoqing's letter, to ask her what she wanted and what she desired, to sweep away all the gloom and go straight to the immortal realm!

After reading the letter, Luo Sifan was deeply moved and enlightened. This is why he readily agreed to Xu Huanzhen's request to visit Gelu Peak.

"So good!"

Lu Gong was not surprised by Luo Sifan's reaction. He reached out and summoned Luo Sifan's physical body, which then merged with his soul.

"Come with me!"