Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Zhao Hu saw how calm the two of them were, so he stopped talking and turned to look at the top of his head.    

    

There, a golden mirror was spinning slowly. The mirror was facing him, and it sprinkled a golden light on him. The golden membrane on all four sides was coming from there.    

    

"What a good Chiang Country! You even took out such a magic treasure. Hehe, Emperor Chiang really trusts you guys."    

    

He sneered and did not say anything else. He took out a small sword from his storage bag.    

    

This small sword was extremely strange. The blades on both sides were very blunt, as though they had not been sharpened. There were quite a number of strange lines crisscrossing the blade.    

    

Zhao Hu held the sword with one hand. His eyes revealed a grave expression and his expression was solemn.    

    

"I want to see if your magic treasure can withstand this Soul Breaking Sword."    

    

He threw the small sword into the air, then he formed a strange seal with both hands. A ray of red light rose from his fingertips and connected to the end of the small sword.    

    

With the injection of this red light, the small sword seemed to have a consciousness as it randomly flew in the air. Numerous lines on the sword gradually lit up and became increasingly bright.    

    

A hint of joy appeared in Zhao Hu's eyes. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a few drops of blood essence.    

    

As soon as the blood essence appeared, it automatically merged into the red light. It followed the tip and poured into the small sword. In an instant, a scarlet color appeared on the tip of the small sword. Its might soared and a faint wailing sound was emitted from within.    

    

"This is a Yin Weapon! Zhao Hu, you dare to defy the law of the world! Aren't you afraid of being killed? "    

    

Elder Zhuang shouted out involuntarily. His facial expression changed drastically. Even Elder Lee raised his head, and the Spiritual Force on his body began to fluctuate.    

    

Zhao Hu chuckled, shook his head, and said, "Aiya! I never thought that the two of you would be so old. However, your knowledge and experience are so shallow. This is merely a spiritual treasure that requires blood essence to activate. You actually call it a Yin Weapon. "    

    

Elder Zhuang frowned and stared at the small sword. He didn't say anything else.    

    

"You better pray. When I leave this place, I will make sure the two of you die a graveless death."    

    

A vicious smile appeared on Zhao Hu's face. Every time he used the sword, it would consume some of his Blood Essence, which would have a huge impact on him. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he wouldn't be willing to use it.    

    

The lines on the small sword became more and more dazzling. In the end, it covered the entire sword body. The cries and howls also gradually faded into the sword body, becoming deeper and deeper.    

    

"Go!"    

    

Zhao Hu suddenly let out a stern cry. The small sword that was randomly flying around immediately stopped. It spun around on the spot before piercing towards the treasured mirror above.    

    

As if sensing the threat of the small sword, the mirror suddenly glowed with a golden light. It was so bright that people could not open their eyes.    

    

The small sword's speed immediately slowed down. Under the shine of the golden light, it felt as if it was stuck in a quagmire. It was difficult for it to take a step forward for a long time, and the sword began to tremble slightly.    

    

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Zhao Hu's forehead. He squinted his eyes and said, "Break for me!"    

    

He roared furiously. The small sword moved forward a little more, but it still could not get close to the mirror.    

    

In order to stop his attack, Elder Zhuang was also struggling. Although the magic treasure in the mirror was very powerful, it also had a very high requirement for cultivators. It was very difficult for him to control it with his own cultivation.    

    

"Li Fellow Daoist, please lend me a hand. Don't let him hurt the magic mirror."    

    

He said in a deep voice. His eyes were still fixed on the small sword.    

    

Elder Li chuckled, "Don't worry, Zhuang Fellow Daoist. I know what to do."    

    

As he spoke, he picked up the walking stick beside him and pointed it at Elder Zhuang.    

    

"What are you doing?!"    

    

Elder Zhuang was shocked and shouted angrily. Just as he was about to make a move, Elder Lee's speed was even faster. A black light flashed on the walking stick and shot out.    

    

"Puff!"    

    

With a light sound, a thumb-sized bloody hole appeared on Elder Zhuang's chest. There were traces of black smoke coming out from it.    

    

This sudden injury caused his mind to tremble, and he found it difficult to circulate the Spirit Aura in his body.    

    

The golden light on the magic mirror immediately dimmed, and the small sword paused for a moment. Then, its speed increased dramatically, and it stabbed into the mirror. The red light at the tip of the sword instantly spread out. The mirror that was originally flickering with golden light began to be covered with a layer of scarlet light.    

    

The power of the golden light instantly reduced by a lot. Elder Zhuang's originally pale face suddenly became distorted, and he fell down. His body curled up, and he howled in pain.    

    

Elder Lee chuckled. He put down his walking stick and formed a seal with both hands. He then controlled the magic realm. The surface of the mirror once again shone with a dazzling golden light, suppressing the small sword once again.    

    

"Elder Zhuang, Elder Zhuang, His Majesty really trusts you. He gave you the magic mirror to control it. However, I don't know if you understand the principle of having a treasure is a crime."    

    

After controlling the magic mirror, he patted the bag on his waist again. A colorful snake immediately crawled out.    

    

"What do you want to do?"    

    

Elder Zhuang's eyes were wide open. They were full of blood. The veins on his forehead were bulging. He seemed to be in great pain.    

    

The small five-colored snake swam over slowly and stopped in front of his face. It kept flicking its forked tongue.    

    

"No... No... Ah!"    

    

A miserable howl was heard and the small five-colored snake suddenly bit down on his neck. Because of the chaotic Spiritual Force, he was unable to pull out the Spiritual Force to resist. Within a couple of breaths' time, his face gradually turned purple.    

    

"Hee hee, it is all thanks to that small sword of Zhao Fellow Daoist. It is truly a sharp Mental Energy weapon. It is best to quickly withdraw it."    

    

Elder Li chuckled.    

    

Zhao Hu furrowed his brows. After hesitating for a moment, he put away the small sword and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"    

    

"What do you mean? Isn't that obvious enough?"    

    

Elder Lee shook his head and took the snake back before continuing, "Zhao Fellow Daoist, this old man wants to make a deal with you."    

    

"Go ahead." Zhao Hu narrowed his eyes and thought quickly.    

    

"Before that, I have to tell you something. The reason Emperor Chiang sent us to restrain you is because he found another Third Stage warrior. Plus, his strength is not bad. If nothing unexpected happens, Chiang Country should have gained a significant advantage by now. "    

    

"What?!"    

    

Zhao Hu was shocked. His eyes kept turning as he thought about the authenticity of these words.    

    

"If I'm not wrong, your people should be looking for you everywhere at this time. This is also the reason why we specially lured you here. In another few hours, Qifeng Country will definitely suffer a great defeat."    

    

Elder Lee said leisurely. His expression was calm, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.    

    

Zhao Hu's brows were tightly knitted. After hesitating for a moment, he could only clench his teeth and say, "Alright, tell me. What kind of deal do you want to make with me?"