I Cheated While Cultivating

Chapter 340: Chapter 60: A Bronze Mirror, A Wisp of Mysterious Yellow Qin/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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This divine artifact magic weapon was fiery red and scorching hot, and after shooting into the sky, it was like a splendid sun, its light endless, illuminating heaven and earth; most of Jiangzhou could see its brilliance.

An unparalleled glow and heat were released, turning the three hundred miles of Jiang and Jin mountains a fiery red, almost as if a sun had descended into the world, threatening to burn everything to ashes.

He Yanghui’s face bore a cold smile, his expression mockingly watching Zhou Heng.

The divine artifact magic weapon he had begged from his master was called the “Blinding Yang God Light Mirror,” said to be made by a Celestial Man from the Middle Ancient Era who went beyond the heavens to collect the core of a star, its power immense.

Such a divine artifact was essentially equal to a Celestial Man in itself, and even though it was now being stimulated by He Yanghui, a Fifth Rank Sect Master, far from unleashing its original power, it was still enough to crush any existence below a Celestial Man.

The former ancestor of the Lan Family had come here before and faced the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror with absolutely no power to fight back.

Let alone the mere Secret Sixth Rank Zhou Heng!

In fact, He Yanghui had never considered Zhou Heng to be his match, but as this trip to the Jiang and Jin mountains was related to his chance of reaching the Absolute Fourth Rank, he couldn’t afford to be careless.

Therefore, even though he held Zhou Heng in contempt, thinking him to be overhyped and his reputation greatly exaggerated, when it came to actually taking action, he still went all out.

The matter of the Jiang and Jin mountains could not afford a mishap.

He would rather secure the victory with one strike than drag it out, at most controlling the divine artifact magic weapon’s power to avoid directly killing Zhou Heng and attracting trouble… That was He Yanghui’s thought.

For this reason, he had only let the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror manifest extremely bright light and scorching heat, not yet using the forces at the level of Taoist Rhyme Theory.

This was incomparable to the display of power he had shown against the Lan Family’s ancestor, countless times less powerful.

He was afraid of killing Zhou Heng and bringing disaster upon himself.

The reputation of Yan Shouyi in the Southern Jin was still illustrious, truly the first Celestial Man in the world.

However, because He Yanghui had stimulated the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror with all his might, although the magic weapon was only displaying a portion of its power, it didn’t mean that it could only unleash power at that level.

In reality, He Yanghui was always ready to increase the displayed power, ready to strike hard the moment Zhou Heng showed the slightest sign of resistance.

This was to prevent the so-called “fallback of a great ancient power” from truly emerging.

In He Yanghui’s view, his preparations were flawless, every possible situation considered.

No matter what, as long as the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror was in hand, there was no way he could be defeated.

Yet, at the moment the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror turned into a “Great Sun” rising into the sky, and an endless light and heat burst forth, a streak of golden light suddenly flew out of Zhou Heng’s hand, striking the “Great Sun” above.

The golden light moved extremely fast, even surpassing the reaction speed of a Fifth Rank Sect Master like He Yanghui, who could only make out that wrapped within this golden light seemed to be an ordinary copper coin.

He didn’t sense any strong power from this golden light, feeling only that it was somewhat dazzling, a rather bright light, nothing special…

Clang!

At that moment, the sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, like a copper coin falling onto some metallic vessel, sounding extremely clear.

Following this sound, the ceaselessly rising high temperature and the red light that lit up much of Jiangzhou suddenly vanished as if they had never existed.

He Yanghui’s face changed drastically, disbelievingly looking up at the sky, at where the Blinding Yang God Light Mirror had been, and then suddenly his pupils shrank and his face showed an incredulous expression.

All the light on the divine artifact magic weapon had disappeared, turning into a palm-sized, dull and rough bronze mirror, as if it had lost all its spirit.

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And beside that bronze mirror, there swirled a golden light, within which a gold coin bounced slightly upon the mirror’s surface, incredibly enveloping the bronze mirror in its glow.

Immediately after, the golden light plummeted, aiming to fly towards where Zhou Heng was.

“Stop right there!”

A sudden shout came, from Qiu Yu who had been staying idle in the courtyard until now. Her figure floated ethereally into view, instantly appearing before the golden light, attempting to block its path.

But the very moment she appeared, Lan Ying and Lan Yingzhi, who had been above the clouds, acted together. Six magic weapons were cast out simultaneously, their radiant light streaking across the heavens, striking towards Qiu Yu.

The two of them had been attentively watching Zhou Heng from afar, worried that there would be complications on his end, especially when He Yanghui had brought out his divine artifact right from the start, which caused them great alarm.

However, what happened next was beyond anyone’s expectations. Zhou Heng had somehow managed to knock He Yanghui’s divine artifact off its course, even draining it of its spirituality.

This unfathomably bizarre action had utterly astounded Lan Ying and Lan Yingzhi, but Qiu Yu’s sudden arrival jolted them into action. They quickly lent their aid to Zhou Heng, resisting this newly emerged Absolute Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster.

“Lan Family, stand down at once!” Qiu Yu shouted furiously.

She had not expected Zhou Heng to be able to knock down He Yanghui’s magic weapon.

A Secret Sixth Rank Martial Artist casually unleashing a divine light that could knock down a divine artifact and even suppress its spirit was unheard-of and unbelievable.

However, she was very clear that the Blazing Yang Light Mirror absolutely couldn’t be lost; it was a Heaven Third Rank magic weapon!

“Mr. Zhou is our invited guest, there is no reason for you to outnumber and bully us!” Lan Ying said gravely, “Moreover, this Eight-sided Mountain foundry furnace has always been my property. It is you who should be withdrawing!”

“Stubborn fool!” Qiu Yu bellowed, and a glaring light of ten thousand feet shone from her body. A sword-wielding fairy-like Dharma Body soared out from above her head, then swung its longsword, sweeping across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!

She had summoned her own Dharma Body!

For an Absolute Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster, to summon one’s Dharma Body signified a resolve to fight with every last bit of strength.

Boom!

A deafening roar resonated through three hundred miles of the Jiangzhou mountains. Under the might of Qiu Yu’s revered Dharma Body, all the magic weapons wielded by Lan Ying and Lan Yingzhi flew back in dim retreat.

The mountains and rivers quaked in response, and even those common mountains on the outskirts that hadn’t been reinforced started to collapse, while fissures spread across the earth.

An Absolute Fourth Rank Martial Artist manifesting a Dharma Body turned every move into a calamity!

“Return my magic weapon!”

He Yanghui charged forward in rage, sword in hand, his mana stirring all over, with a shadowy figure of a divine swordsman looming behind him, its killing intent piercing the skies and heading straight for Zhou Heng.

“Be careful, sir!” noted Lan Yingzhi, seeing this scene. She wanted to move to assist Zhou Heng, but she was constrained by Qiu Yu’s Dharma Body and couldn’t shift her position.

By now, He Yanghui had already reached Zhou Heng, his sword’s intensive killing intent slashing down. The sword light split the air, emitting a shrill scream, and its mere aftershocks were enough to shake the earth and stir the mountains.

This was not a force a Secret Sixth Rank Martial Artist could withstand; this was a Fifth Rank Sect Master launching a full-powered, deadly strike. Any ordinary Innate being would be doomed without a doubt.

Yet Zhou Heng remained calm and composed, gently pushing up his hairpin and said with a light chuckle, “You want the magic weapon? Come and take it yourself.”

Immediately, a mystic yellow energy burst forth from the top of his head, soaring into the sky!