I Cheated While Cultivating

“Xiao Zhou, this, this…”

He Dacheng’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Zhou Heng. He pointed at the mirror in his hand, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

He didn’t even know how to handle this pitch-black mirror anymore.

The mirror was too terrifying.

Just a mere reflection and it could actually kill a person—utterly inconceivable.

No matter whether these two, a man and a woman, were Secret Six Rank big shots, the miraculous power of the mirror was undeniable.

It was too impressive!

“What, what’s going on?!” Liu Chang was also stunned.

He first looked at the pitch-black mirror with a shocked expression, then turned his gaze to Zhou Heng. “You’re that Xiao Zhou… no, Young Hero Zhou who hitched a ride?”

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Although Liu Chang had no idea what was happening, based on He Dacheng’s reaction, he could guess that it must’ve been Zhou Heng who gave this wondrous mirror to He Dacheng.

Compared to He Dacheng’s bewildered shock, Liu Chang’s heart was even more tumultuous. He understood the horror of the mirror better than He Dacheng did.

In the hands of an ordinary person not even at the Ninth Grade level, it could instantly kill two Secret Six Rank martial artists. This was completely beyond his comprehension.

Liu Chang had been in the cargo ship business for over thirty years, traveling all over, having seen many important people and a fair share of miraculous treasures. However, the majority of these treasures required some level of cultivation to wield their power.

But a mirror like this one, which enabled a common person to kill a Secret Six Rank Innate instantly, he had never even heard of, let alone seen.

This clearly demonstrated that this “Zhou Wei” was definitely no ordinary individual.

“Correct, it was me,” Zhou Heng nodded slightly to Liu Chang in acknowledgment, then said to He Dacheng, “No need to be nervous, the mirror can no longer kill anyone.”

As he spoke, he beckoned casually, and the pitch-black mirror flew out of He Dacheng’s hands, floated back to his own palm in the air, and finally turned into a beam of black light and disappeared.

“Thank you for saving my life, young hero,” Liu Chang stood and bowed, expressing his thanks to Zhou Heng.

“There’s no need for that,” Zhou Heng waved his hand gently, lifting Liu Chang into the air, and smiled. “It was just a small effort on my part. The swan soup and baked flatbread on your boat are quite good—I would like to have them again in the future, so naturally, I couldn’t let those two spoil it.”

“Ah? Swan soup, baked flatbread?” Liu Chang was a bit bewildered upon hearing this, at a loss for what to say, as the power Zhou Heng had displayed was so incongruent with these two food items.

“Alright then, Xiao Zhou, whenever you want to have swan soup and baked flatbread, just come by, I’ll make sure you have enough!” He Dacheng laughed heartily, slapped Zhou Heng’s shoulder, and said, “I also enjoy them, hehe!”

“Dacheng, you…” Liu Chang was dumbfounded and also felt a bit apprehensive.

Wasn’t this simpleton afraid of offending such a remarkable and skilled individual?

“Haha, alright,” Zhou Heng burst into laughter as well, gave He Dacheng a pat on his shoulder, and smiled. “I have a martial art here; would you like to learn it?”

“Martial arts?” Upon hearing this, Liu Chang’s eyes widened, feeling as if his heart was about to leap out.

An extraordinary person with advanced martial arts skills offering to teach martial arts was an immense opportunity for a commoner.

Although it wasn’t his opportunity, He Dacheng was his subordinate as well as his brother. If He Dacheng could encounter such a chance, of course, he would be very happy and excited.

“Ah? Martial arts…” He Dacheng hesitated a bit and said, “My aptitude isn’t good; I’m afraid learning martial arts won’t be of much use.”

“Oh you!” Liu Chang was on the verge of jumping up in frustration upon hearing this.

“It doesn’t matter if your aptitude isn’t good; this martial art doesn’t test the usual kind of aptitude,” Zhou Heng said with a smile. “I think your disposition is just right for cultivating it.”

“There’s martial arts like that?” He Dacheng became immediately curious upon hearing the words, saying, “Then I’ll learn it.”

“Good,” Zhou Heng nodded lightly, raised his right hand to form a sword finger, and said with a grave voice, “Don’t move.”

Immediately, he pointed his sword finger directly at He Dacheng’s brow, and at the same time, a sliver of his divine soul formed the heart imprint of the “Longevity Scripture,” branding it upon He Dacheng’s divine soul.

The so-called “heart imprint” is actually a collection of information. A person who possesses a heart imprint can inquire within it, and as long as the query is within the information collection, they can get an answer.

The heart imprint that Zhou Heng left behind was a collection of various pieces of information from the “Longevity Scripture,” so whenever He Dacheng encountered any uncertainties during his cultivation, he could consult the heart imprint.

“My goodness, this is magical!” He Dacheng realized the wonder of the heart imprint and was about to thank Zhou Heng when he looked left and right and found that Zhou Heng had vanished.

Not to mention the two people who had been killed by the dark mirror moments before, they too had disappeared without a trace.

“Boss, what’s going on?” He Dacheng looked confusedly towards Liu Chang at the ship’s bow.

“You’ve been standing here for an hour now, Young Master Zhou had already left with those two corpses long ago,” Liu Chang explained, then asked in a low voice, “By the way, what martial arts did Young Master Zhou impart to you?”

“Ah, I’m not quite sure what martial arts this is; it doesn’t have a name,” He Dacheng scratched his head and said, “But, now that I have a preliminary understanding of this martial arts, it seems to have the effect of extending one’s life.”

The heart imprint that Zhou Heng passed on only included the cultivation methods of the martial arts and some explanations of experiences, without the name of the “Longevity Scripture.”

After all, this martial arts was actually not fully developed yet; the levels above Sect Fifth Rank were still theoretical. Once it was truly created in the future, it wouldn’t be too late to correct it.

“Just extending life?” Liu Chang was puzzled. Most martial arts had that effect, but given Zhou Heng’s demeanor just now, it didn’t seem like he would only impart such a common martial art.

“Ah, there’s one more thing,” He Dacheng suddenly clapped his hands, saying, “This martial arts can directly refine Innate True Qi, and even if the state is only equivalent to Ninth Grade, one can utilize the power of nature, although the extent would be extremely low.”

“What?!” Liu Chang jumped three feet in the air, staring at He Dacheng wide-eyed, “Brother, you’ve struck it rich, you’ve truly struck it rich, this is a divine skill, a divine skill indeed!”

For a martial artist of the Lower Third Rank, a martial arts that could manipulate the power of nature before reaching Secret Six Rank was undoubtedly a divine skill, without question.

Meanwhile, Zhou Heng had already arrived at the peak of a deserted mountain, carrying the corpses of a man and a woman.

He threw the two corpses onto the ground, flipped over his palm, and a flash of white light shone upon the corpses. In a blink of an eye, the two were resuscitated.

“What’s happening, weren’t we…”

“Where is this… who are you?! Attack! Kill him!!”

Just as the two regained consciousness, they noticed something was amiss and immediately spotted Zhou Heng, deciding on the spot to attack.

“Such impatience.”

Zhou Heng gently shook his head, raised a hand, and instantly flames rose all around, and a light barrier entwining nine fire dragons descended from the sky, directly imprisoning the two people within.

The Nine Dragons Fire Barrier’s imprisoning power was also extremely formidable.

“You claim to be servants of a deity, but which deity do you serve?” Zhou Heng asked solemnly. This was the reason he had captured these two and resurrected them.

The behavior of these two was greatly different from that of normal martial artists, as if under some bewitchment.

Perhaps by some evil god.

“The revered name of my god, are you worthy to hear?” The male among them said arrogantly, sneering, “However, since you have so asked, I will be magnanimous and tell you.

“The deity we serve is the ‘Nine Dragons Plague Emperor,’ who governs all the plagues and miseries of the world. He is a great existence beyond your imagination.”

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