Chapter 336 Reincarnation

Lu Ye got it!

The underworld folks were clearly at their wits’ end, but it was also certain that they had great taste—they actually tracked him down.

The underworld was aiming to rise up, and in the future, they would face the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation.

Lu Ye didn’t know if the eight empresses’ betrayal was connected to the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation.

However, the reincarnation obsession was something no one could take away without alerting the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation.

As for the exact role the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation played in this, that was up for debate.

Now, the underworld was actively reaching out in goodwill.

Moreover, the Naihe Bridge’s cycle was the best path in this world to experience reincarnation and seek the truth.

Lu Ye nodded.

"Then I’ll leave it to you."

Daoist Chujiang lit up.

Had Lu Ye truly accepted this karmic tie?

Didn’t he know that taking on this karma might very well mean facing the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation in the future?

He had to know.

So what did that mean?

It meant Lu Ye just wasn’t scared of the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation.

"Perfect, perfect!"

Such a powerful ally—and one still on the rise—wasn’t something you just stumbled across!

Helping this ally before they became overwhelmingly strong—such an opportunity was once-in-a-lifetime.

In this situation, what was a little bad luck?

Even if the underworld had to shut down immediately after helping, Daoist Chujiang would still say it was worth it.

"Friend, please!"

"This is a divine artifact of the underworld, called the Soul-Suppressing Stone. Please wear it—with this, when you undergo reincarnation in the future, you will barely lose your way."

"I won’t need this."

Lu Ye waved it off with a smile. With his ironclad Dao heart, how could he possibly lose himself?

"This is Heavenly Soul Incense. You can use it to safeguard your soul. Please don’t refuse—these things aren’t of much use to our underworld anyway, and now is the perfect time for you to use them."

"Friend, this is the Mirror of Clarity. It can grant you early wisdom after reincarnation, allowing you to lead from day one and stay ahead. It ensures you win from the starting line."

"Friend, this is..."

Lu Ye...

It was clear—the underworld was really struggling these days.

This was no longer just forming a good connection; it could outright be called being a bootlicker.

Haven’t they heard the saying—bootlickers lick and lick, but end up with nothing?

If it weren’t for Lu Ye, anyone else might’ve disrespected the Underworld because of its current attitude.

"Alright, alright, the Book of Life and Death alone is more than enough. I’ll just pick a few other things casually," Lu Ye said, torn between laughter and frustration.

"Help yourself, brother, pick whatever you like!"

The Underworld first occupied the Eighth Heaven when the Nine Heavens were first established, with ambitions of eyeing the Ninth Heaven.

But then the Six Paths of Reincarnation emerged.

The Underworld quietly moved from the Eighth Heaven to the Seventh Heaven, finally stabilizing there.

They had hoped that by keeping some distance from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, they could at least get scraps from the Six Paths’ feast.

Yet now, they couldn’t even get a taste, let alone the soup.

Lu Ye casually selected a few treasures.

The Book of Life and Death flew over. Since Lu Ye couldn’t yet reach the level of true spirit, his soul split into two—a primary soul and a secondary soul.

"Keep an eye on things for me!"

The secondary soul flew toward the Book of Life and Death.

With the Book of Life and Death in play, Lu Ye’s reincarnation was practically near flawless. After all, a Chaos Supreme Treasure—and a specialized one at that—made safeguarding a soul almost effortless.

Lu Ye stood atop the Naihe Bridge (Bridge of Helplessness), where a whirlpool had formed in the River of Forgetfulness (Wangchuan) below.

This was the real deal—samsara in action.

Lu Ye would become different people, living each life to its end.

Upon death, his soul would be hauled back here by the Book of Life and Death to begin the cycle anew.

"Farewell, brothers—see you in the next life!"

With those words, Lu Ye’s cultivation aura erupted as he successfully broke through to the Reincarnation Realm. His soul leaped down, plunging into the whirlpool.

The Underworld officials on the Naihe Bridge watched the scene unfold.

"May it go well."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the Book of Life and Death pulsed ominously.

Lu Ye’s soul reappeared, grimacing with embarrassment.

"Fellow Daoist, what happened?" Daoist Chujiang asked urgently.

Lu Ye sighed. "The womb rejected me—stillborn…"

For a moment, everyone struggled to maintain solemn expressions, their lips pressed—damn.

Talk about rotten luck.

Daoist Chujiang offered consolation, "Being stillborn isn’t so bad—at least you were reborn as a human."

Little did anyone expect that after Chu Jiang Daoist said those words, Lu Ye's face darkened further.

Though he wasn't sure what he had reincarnated into, Lu Ye was certain it wasn’t a human.

Humans don’t have hooves.

Drawing a shallow breath,

Lu Ye plunged back into reincarnation.

Someone couldn’t hold back, a smirk tugging at their lips.

Before they could say a word, the Book of Life and Death shifted again, and Lu Ye reappeared.

The crowd blinked in confusion.

Lu Ye sighed, "It’s fine. Again."

"Why not wait a while? You still have this streak of bad luck clinging to you. Even if you reincarnate, the outcome won’t be too favorable."

"No need, I’ll manage!"

Lu Ye vanished once more.

In a flash—under three seconds—Lu Ye reappeared. This time, he didn’t waste words and went straight back in.

He thought, honestly, this worked for him.

The whole point of the Realm of Samsara was all about comprehending the true meaning through endless cycles—the key was the cycle itself. Sometimes, some lifetimes dragged on endlessly,

enough to drive you mad.

Now though? Ideal. Die, reincarnate immediately, die again—no fuss, no waiting.

It was like experiencing reincarnation to the fullest.

Finally, after another attempt, Lu Ye didn’t return right away. The Underworld big shots, long stifling their amusement, couldn’t hold back any longer and broke out laughing.

Where there was one, there would be others.

Soon, everyone was chuckling, and for a moment, laughter rippled across Naihe Bridge.

But the laughter didn’t last long.

A thunderous voice boomed.

"This monk warned you—I will return! Underworld dwellers, I’ll give you one last chance. Surrender the Flower of the Other Shore—now!"

The smiles vanished from everyone’s faces.

Him again!

Though the Underworld had declined, when had they ever been bullied like this—brazenly looted in their own domain?

Fine—let’s fight!

In an instant, chaos exploded anew.

Daoist Chu Jiang was also a Quasi-Emperor, but the Ascetic Monk was a Quasi-Emperor as well. Moreover, Daoist Chu Jiang's Great Path relied on the Underworld. If the Underworld were prosperous, he could be like the Lords of the Six Paths within the cycle of reincarnation, fearless even against an Emperor.

But now, with the Underworld weakened, it was already commendable that he could maintain his Quasi-Emperor-level combat power.

At this moment, Lu Ye had just been born with a severe illness and was already at death's door. This wasn't because he had been reborn into an ailing body—it was purely due to the body's inherent condition, and he had coincidentally been reborn into it.

However, through repeated life-and-death experiences and cycles of reincarnation, Lu Ye's soul began to rapidly solidify.

The world transformed in his eyes.

Each reincarnation brought an enhancement, yet also a soul-deep exhaustion.

In his previous life, he had endured two thousand illusions, nearly losing himself in them and failing to escape.

Now, in this true cycle of reincarnation, how many more times could he go through this?