Chapter 417: Ancient Bronze Mirror


    The person in the painting couldnt speak, of course, and his strange eyes remained on Fang Xings face.


    It was incredibly satisfying to bully the grand ancestor of the Hentain n, and Fang Xing became even more excited as he cursed on. Damn old Hentian, did the heavens kill your entire family and bed your wife for you to want to hate the heavens? Let me tell you, your little grandpa here despises people like you the most! Hurry and spill where you hid your treasure or Im going to burn you!


    The portrait of Grand Ancestor Hentian showed no response, and his eyes remained narrow alongside the diabolic aura.


    Oh? Youre even putting on airs and dont want to spill? Do you think I wont actually burn you? Fang Xing simply pulled out a me talisman and threw it over. Since there wasnt anything worthwhile in this trash of a secret pavilion, simply burning such an ordinary-looking painting would do.


    Fang Xing did have a hidden motive. His Book of Revtion brought him nothing but benefits, but there were still some items beyond ordinary understanding or objects so powerful he wasnt able to appraise them. Although this painting in front of him seemed normal, who knew whether there was actually some kind of unknown spell or mystery inside? He decided to give this method a try.


    The me talisman he used was the most ordinary kind, and the me was nothing more than an ordinary fire that couldnt burn even the lowest-level spirit robe. If this painting actually had some kind of mystery to it, it should withstand the me without any difficulty whatsoever. If it burned, it meant it wasnt a treasure and there was no need to care about it; if it couldnt burn, there had to be some secret within and hed have to take it with him.


    With a<em>woosh</em>, the me talismannded on the painting and turned into a ball of fire.


    The painting had been here for who knows how many years, yet to Fang Xings surprise, the material was incredibly dry and didnt have any spells to ward off fire or water. The painting truly began to burn when it was touched by the me talismanand incredibly quickly, at that. Seeing the painting suddenly in mes like this left Fang Xing speechless;<em>It really burned up just like that. Seems theres no mysteries or secrets, then.</em>


    Fang Xing was a bit taken aback and it was difficult to tell whether it was simply a reflection of light from the mes, but before the painting waspletely engulfed, he faintly saw the old man seemingly give a faint smile.


    Eh? Fang Xing thought hed simply seen it incorrectly and was a bit bewildered.


    <em>ng</em>.


    Something fell from the me andnded on the ground, causing a crisp nging sound before it rolled over to his feet. When Fang Xing focused his gaze, he noticed it was a bronze mirrorexactly the same as the one the old man had been holding in the painting. He was quietly surprised by this, but he could tell it was a treasure; after giving it a few nudges with his foot to make sure nothing was wrong with it, he picked it up for himself.


    The bronze mirror was asrge as a bucket and half an inch thick. It had an old, rusty appearance with numerous spells engraved on it, and the mirror itself wasnt very clear and didnt show any reflection. The diabolic aura was incredibly obvious even at a quick nce, and Fang Xing immediately knew this mirror wasnt some ordinary treasure, even if he didnt know how such a thing woulde out from a burning painting.


    <em>Nn. Gotta appraise it properly.</em>


    Fang Xing attempted to use his Book of Revtion to study it, but he immediately discovered the amount of Qi he needed to do so was extremely high. It wouldnt necessarily be a huge issue under normal circumstances, but hed spent a whole day and night continuously stealing eggs, snatching babies, and pinning everything onto the nall while using the presence-concealing spell, no less. Hed simply used too much Qi, and even the Blood Lotus he took to replenish himself wasnt quite enough.


    After realizing how much Qi hed need to use to appraise this bronze mirror, Fang Xing decided against doing it now. It would make things difficult for him if the situation became dangerous, so it would be better to take it with him and appraise itter when he had more time.


    He went to pick out some more treasures, but the noise outside became louder and louder as the peril beasts fighting gradually made its way closer, followed by a loud thud. It seemed as though the entire mountain began to shake as an earthquake tremored through the grotto, causing Fang Xing some surprise. He could tell a peril beast had arrived outside the mountain, and it would be extremely troublesome if it happened to bury him inside. With such thoughts, he stopped caring about the other treasures and flew out of the cave with the bronze mirror in hand.


    When Fang Xing reached the grotto entrance, he saw a half-mountain-sized ck bear roaring and thrashing its head amidst a cloud of wasps. The ck bear loved the honey of these vicious wasps and the two were natural enemies, but it couldnt handle the pain and was running all over the mountain peaks. It had collided with the mountain, causing the tremors that had shocked Fang Xing while he was inside.


    The Hentian ns gathering spot was chaotic beyond imagination. The area was filled with fire and beasts fighting against each other, and the humans who could run had all already fled. There were nearly no cultivators in the air; even those who could fly wouldnt dare to do so now, as that would be the same as throwing themselves into the peril beasts stomachs.


    <em>Aooo</em>.


    The vicious cry of the red dragon came from afar. Fang Xing assumed it was chasing the n master and the elder, but a closer look revealed the dragon was currently locked in heatedbat against a giant bird and a hill-sized tiger while the Hentian n master was nowhere to be seen. This left Fang Xing unsure how to respond. This red dragon really didnt have a good brain; just how had it managed to get involved with these things?


    Come back, big doggie! Fang Xing called out to the very excited red dragon.


    Fortunately, the red dragon hadnt been disadvantaged even against two peril beasts. All three were rather tired, and it could even be said the red dragon had held the advantage instead. The peril bird and giant tiger could see they had no chance at winning, so they retreated as well once they saw the red dragon leaving the fight.


    Wheres the n master and that elder? Fang Xing took the opportunity to scold the red dragon, who raised its head and looked around in confusion as though it had forgotten those two long ago. You dont even know how to fight! So disappointing! Fang Xing couldnt help but to scold the dragon a bit more before jumping onto its head and pointing into the distant sky. Go!


    The red dragon shook its tail before flying off into the sky. They left with great fanfare, yet nothing dared to stop them.


    Meanwhile, within a hidden cave in the Hentian n, the n master gently set the heavily-wounded Head Exalt and ns third uncle down. He looked at the only two remaining powerful masters of their n who might die at any time, and the hatred and anger within him surged like a poison. Although there might be ack of resources within the Guixu Ruins, the Hentian n had always been one of the most powerful ns. Since when had they ever experienced such chaos? His past self would have never even imagined being cheated by a Foundation Stage junior like this even in the absolute worst of nightmares!


    To make it all worse, whether it was intentional or not, the n master happened to see Fang Xing riding triumphantly away on top of his red dragon and the anger in his heart only grew. Hed been a n master for so many years and had cultivated a great deal of even-mindedness, yet he still couldnt suppress his rage. He pulled out arge ck bow and flew to the peak of the mountain before aiming a blood-red arrow straight towards Fang Xing.


    Please help me, Grand Ancestor. Allow me to kill this little demon who destroyed our Hentian ns gathering spot.


    A mid-stage Golden Core had started praying before attempting to kill a Foundation Stage junior. It was all too clear how much the annihtion of his n had impacted him or perhaps hed simply been frightened out of his wits.


    After a long moment of praying, he finally focused his Qi and drew back the bowstring, causing spells to appear around the bows body.


    Just as the n master was about to release the arrow, however, Fang Xing who was several dozen miles away suddenly looked back on high alert. This left the n master surprised; just how could this be possible? He was a mid-stage Golden Core and he was actively hiding his aura, so how could a Foundation Stage junior sense it in advance from so far away?


    But so what if this Foundation Stage junior could sense it? The n master stopped caring and clenched his teeth while preparing to release the arrow!


    Fang Xings mind began concentrating and thinking quickly at the same time. His innate ability to sense danger was very strong, and it was onlypounded by his spirit sense that was so powerful even normal Golden Cores would be envious. Hed been somewhat rmed the moment the n master pointed an arrow towards him, and hed ended up ncing in the direction the threat wasing from. Just as he was about to cover himself with the unnamed technique, however, an eye-blinding light abruptly shined from his handfrom the bronze mirror hed taken out from the Hentian ns secret pavilion.


    Fang Xings storage sacks had simply been too full for him to put the bronze mirror inside, and hed further thought there had to be something special about it since it was a treasure used by the Hentian ns grand ancestor in the past. He intended to use the Book of Revtion as soon as he could, but now he was coiled up in such a messy battle that he didnt have the opportunity. Unexpectedly, the bronze mirror began acting on its own once danger appeared.


    A pale yellow light suddenly extended from the bronze mirror and into the sky above, brightening half the sky. All the maddened peril beasts in the surroundings suddenly seemed to show looks of fear as they gazed up at the pale yellow light above, as though the light had an innate power to suppress them.


    How can this be pos When the n master saw the pale yellow lightor, more specifically, sensed that powerhe suddenly felt a great shudder in his mind. Thats how could it be in his hands? His hand let go and the string pulled taut. The arrow shot off to some unknown location, but his face was utterly nk as he stared at that light with disbelief.


    As for the Head Exalt and head elder sitting within the cave, they looked to that light with faces full of surprise. How how can this be? Their expressions wereplicated, filled with shock, disbelief, and even the hint of a bitter smile.