Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 834 - 645 Internal Disagreements + - 646 Empty-handed
Chapter 834: Chapter 645 Internal Disagreements + Chapter 646 Empty-handed
When others speak politely, Zhou Ping’an has always been gentle and follows suit with politeness.
He wouldn’t make things awkward for people face-to-face.
Remaining seated, he waited as Zhao Wuque filled the wine cup to the brim, took it, drained it in one swift motion, and placed his palm vaguely over the cup before smiling and saying, "Under normal circumstances, a thousand taels of silver is quite a generous sum. But for someone like me, who lacks neither food nor drink, greed is not my strong suit.
However, there’s a saying: ’A man without integrity shall not stand.’ When Zhou Ping’an first ventured into Southern Lake, the word across Jianghu proclaimed that the Zhao Family promised—alongside gold, silver, and official titles—one particular item as the most important reward for fulfilling the task. That item is none other than the Heavenly Star Stone...
Back then, your words were clear: escort one person to Jingxi City to enter the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion for inheritance rites, and as a reward, provide one Heavenly Star Stone per person, up to a maximum of ten stones. My companions and I did not fail our mission, delivering eight exceptional youths safely, without a single loss along the way. By that logic, eight stones should be prepared. So, I ask—have these Heavenly Star Stones been made ready?"
As Zhou Ping’an calmly recounted the details of the previous mission, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically.
The Old Madam’s face became visibly displeased.
The faint trace of warmth in her gaze completely transformed into indifference.
Zhao Wuque’s expression grew stiff, his white brows lifted slightly.
Mr. Yu, the Yin Yang Sword, the Four Seasons Saber, and others were so startled they almost considered leaving the table outright.
As for the eight young individuals, they were momentarily slow to react, still seated there in confusion, glancing around the room without understanding why the atmosphere had become so tense.
Zhao Wuque took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as a knife. He held his wine cup, then shot a deep glance at Zhou Ping’an, before suddenly forcing a slight smile and speaking in a grave tone: "Mr. Zhou may not be fully aware of just how rare and precious these Heavenly Star Stones are."
"How rare?"
Zhou Ping’an asked curiously, "I’ve heard that on the Sky Star Plain, Jianghu folk search for them daily, hoping for a lucky find. Occasionally, someone does obtain one. Even outside Jingxi City, when I lucked out and picked up a stone, I didn’t see what makes it so special.
Oh, I get it. Could it be that the vast Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion is less capable than some modest sects of Jianghu and can hardly procure a few stones?"
Reaching casually into his "pocket", Zhou Ping’an retrieved a gemstone glowing with a brilliant red light.
The potent flame energy emitted was so minimal, merely floating on the surface, yet it distorted the light within half an inch of it and warped the surrounding air.
Though the item appeared to be a stone, it seemed to contain the fury of an entire volcano.
Unactivated, it was dormant and profound.
Once utilized through unique runes, it could instantly release waves of energy capable of scorching mountains and boiling seas—an unstoppable force.
This phenomenon exemplified the mysterious nature of this realm.
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However, when it came to weaponry and the manipulation of destructive force, the restrictions were far less strict.
Zhou Ping’an even felt that the underlying rules of this world bore a striking resemblance to those of his modern home world.
Especially before the Third War, when the rules of heaven and earth, and energy law, had yet to break during that peaceful era.
Physical bodies were equally limited, lifespans capped; whether mental or spiritual, any form of cultivation faced bottlenecks, incapable of transcendence or surpassing human limits.
Yet, though biological life was shackled to its ceiling, the development of weaponry remained relentless.
Even with a fragile body, weapons could be designed to crush cities, topple mountains, and overturn rivers and seas.
They could even lead to the annihilation of humanity.
Because of this, anyone coming to this realm for missions who underestimated these locals as mere weaklings could very easily suffer a major setback.
It wouldn’t be surprising to be killed by someone using a secret technique to unleash power far beyond their usual level.
This was evident in the Heavenly Star Stone before him.
Zhou Ping’an was confident that Zhao Wuque’s claim about the stone’s value wasn’t exaggerated.
Using the stone to craft spiritual weapons was likely just a rudimentary application.
There might be more advanced energy utilization methods, including temporary enhancements of energy and spirit. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be easy to explain how the Heavenly Martial King Zhao Tiangang could entrust tasks to the Shadow Pavilion.
What gave him the right to make such contact? Did his mental capacity enable him to bear this level of consumption?
Where did his confidence come from, believing he could handle foreign mercenaries without incurring disaster?
...
Watching the fiery Heavenly Star Stone laid openly on the table by Zhou Ping’an, Zhao Wuque remained silent for a while before finally saying, "The Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion indeed possesses a few stones. Task rewards can still be provided. But, since the item is exceedingly rare, it has always been kept in Big Brother’s possession and rarely shown to outsiders.
Why not take a good rest? In three days, the inheritance banquet for the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion will commence. Big Brother will emerge from seclusion to oversee the occasion and provide a reply to Mr. Zhou, ensuring you won’t be disappointed."
"Fair enough."
Zhou Ping’an didn’t press further.
It was merely a matter of delaying the "final payment" by a few days; he could afford to wait.
After the departure of the Old Madam and General Ling Feng Zhao Wuque, except for the occasional patrolling guards outside the hall and a few maids with bowed heads, the entire Eastern Pavilion Stylish Home was now left solely to Zhou Ping’an’s group.
He Sixi of the Yin Yang Sword hesitated and said, "Mr. Zhou, it seems that the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion holds these Heavenly Star Stones in high regard, so, um..."
"Of course they value them—who in this world doesn’t?"
Zhou Ping’an laughed out loud, "Speak plainly. What are you all thinking?"
"How about we quit while we’re ahead? This journey has earned us a satisfactory reward, after all. What my brothers sought in the beginning was no more than this."
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