Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 113: Encounter with the Cheap Donkey Again

Zhou Heng unsheathed the Black Sword, activated Swift Cloud Radiant Step, and slashed out with his sword.

The figure speeding towards him immediately froze; the man in gray incredulously looked down at his chest to find a Broken Sword unexpectedly protruding from it, deeply buried into his body. The savage exotic Spiritual Power rampaged inside him, effortlessly obliterating all his life forces.

Crack!

As Zhou Heng drew back his sword, the man in gray also collapsed to the ground with a thud, a pale trickle of blood seeping out from beneath him, as if some substance had been siphoned from him.

"What!"

The remaining three people regarded Zhou Heng with an expression akin to having seen a ghost. Who could have imagined that Zhou Heng would be so formidable?

"The Realm of Momentum, is it truly that powerful?" Their hearts were filled with bitterness.

They were at the same Initial Separation Realm, the same Initial Separation First Layer Heaven, yet none could withstand even a single move in front of Zhou Heng!

The gap was too vast!

This was practically like crushing a Spirit Gathering Realm practitioner in the Initial Separation Realm!

It wasn’t surprising, after all. Back when Zhou Heng encountered the nine Silver Men in the Heart Net Hall, he also had no power to fight back under the opponent’s Realm of Momentum. If it wasn’t for the miraculous Swift Cloud Radiant Step, he would have died countless times over.

To resist Momentum, one must either possess the same control over Momentum or have an overwhelmingly superior strength. Otherwise, defeat is certain.

The remaining three looked at each other, immediately turned, and ran, each sprinting off in different directions!

"Gu Zi, Fox Reasoning Spirit, one each!" Zhou Heng shouted. He chased after one of them with the Swift Cloud Radiant Step, moving as fast as a streak of light, and in an instant, he was right behind his target.

"I’m fighting you to the death!" The man suddenly turned his head, his eyes filled with deadly intent as black wormsilk started to emanate from his body, which looked incredibly disgusting.

Those like him who had broken through to the Initial Separation Realm at such a young age, ninety-nine percent had Bloodline Power. The varying strengths were a different matter, but aiding in breaking through to the Initial Separation Realm was a certainty.

For this reason, there were those in their twenties or even thirties at the Initial Separation Realm—without the help of Bloodline Power, relying solely on one’s own comprehension to reach this level would require decades, or even scores of years of diligent cultivation!

This was the power of the Bloodline Power, and also why Spiritual Bodies were extremely coveted in all the big Sects.

The previously mentioned man in gray was too tragic; he got dispatched by Zhou Heng before he could even mobilize his Bloodline Power, and now, he was fighting like a cornered beast, not hoping to injure the enemy, but simply to escape. freёnovelkiss.com

"You do not have that privilege!" With a swipe of his sword, Zhou Heng completely crushed his peer with the Realm of Momentum. As the Black Sword swept by, a spritz of blood mist rose from the man’s neck, and he had just enough time to let out a short scream before it abruptly ended.

"It’s Lady Wife!" An Yumei gritted her teeth in anger. That scoundrel Zhou Heng dared to nickname both her and Lin Fuxiang. Every time he would call her nothing but ’fox spirit’!

Pah, does a fox spirit have her charm?

Complaints aside, she still dashed forward, moving to intercept the two remaining opponents, while Gu Zi chose the last one.

But Zhou Heng was too quick. After he blasted his target away, An Yumei and Gu Zi had only just managed to catch their respective targets, their hands not even warmed up yet, when they saw Zhou Heng already on his way to kill again.

"Spare my life, I’m willing to submit to you, to never betray you for all my life, and if I break this oath, let the heavens strike me with thunder!" An Yumei’s opponent felt a chill all over his body. That guy was simply inhuman, slaughtering his peers like slaughtering chickens and dogs, completely defenseless against him.

"Your eyes flicker; you clearly wish to save your skin for now and seek your Sect elders to take action against me after you’re gone!" Zhou Heng saw right through it, his observational skills were exceedingly meticulous; the opponent’s heartbeat and pupil dilation couldn’t possibly escape his notice, "So, you’d better die!"

"No—" The man let out a shriek, his Bloodline Power already activated, and he suddenly grew a row of iron spikes over his body, as if he had transformed from human to hedgehog in an instant.

"You choose not to be a decent person, and here we have a lowly donkey who tries to act human all day. You, on the other hand, are living more and more backwards! Well then, I’ll send you on your way, to give you a chance at rebirth!"

"Gaga, what are you saying, Zhou!" The nearby Black Donkey complained discontentedly.

Zhou Heng’s Black Sword swept by, and a head soared into the air. Without a pause, his cold gaze turned to the last man.

...

Without a doubt, once Zhou Heng advanced to the Initial Separation Realm, with his terrifying strength and mastery of the Realm of Momentum, he could easily crush ordinary Initial Separation Third Layer Heaven enemies, let alone killing those at Initial Separation First Layer Heaven; it was child’s play for him.

He wouldn’t seek trouble on his own initiative, but against anyone who wished him or his companions harm, the solution was simple—annihilate them!

"Zhou, your Cultivation Level advancement is passable, why not devote yourself to me? I could give you some guidance!" The Black Donkey stood up, crossed its front hooves in front of its chest, and struck a pose of ’come and worship me’.

"How did this lowly donkey get in here?" Zhou Heng was utterly puzzled. If someone claimed that this lowly donkey had blended into the group of more than a hundred and snuck in earlier, he would never believe it.

"A mere broken formation? How could that stop your Donkey Master!" no longer posing, the Black Donkey dropped its front hooves and trotted around proudly, "With one kick from me, I broke right in!"

Zhou Heng naturally wouldn’t believe that, but this clever black donkey would not speak even if threatened or tempted! He thought about it and said, "Since Donkey Master can find herbs, from now on, you’ll lead those three to find them!"

"Hmm, I shall supervise those three uggos!" The black donkey stood up again, placing its two front hooves behind its back, and swayed its donkey tail back and forth.

"You dead donkey, who are you calling an uggo?" An Yumei had finally adjusted to the shock of a talking donkey and started to get angry.

"You look like that and still say you’re not an uggo? Does Donkey Master need to lend you a mirror to take a look?" The black donkey lazily said.

"Ignore it. Why bother comparing beauty with a donkey!" Zhou Heng couldn’t help but laugh and cry—was he supposed to make the black donkey accept human standards of beauty?

"Hmph!" Lin Fuxiang also made a face at the black donkey because she too was categorized as one of the uggos.

"That’s because you have no experience. If you saw the Saintess of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, wouldn’t you feel so inferior you’d want to bash your heads in!" The black donkey was incredibly shameless, not content until it had everyone boiling with rage, and it turned its artillery towards the three women that were An Yumei.

Gu Zi did not care at all, but Lin Fuxiang and An Yumei had supreme confidence in their looks and refused to be called uggos in front of their love interest, so they immediately started bickering with the black donkey.

The black donkey was always itching for an argument and wished for nothing more than for someone to quarrel with, so it became excited to fight An Yumei and the other woman, facing two opponents without falling behind, making the two women feel like dying.

"I’ll go meditate for a bit!" Zhou Heng entered the Nine Mystic Trial Tower, which then attached itself to An Yumei, for her to carry forward, since it was light as dust and weightless.

"Eh, a space artifact that can contain living things?" The black donkey’s eyes suddenly bulged roundly, staring at An Yumei with greedy eyes, and drool immediately started dripping from its mouth forming a puddle, its bright red tongue nearly touching the ground.

"You despicable donkey, what are you planning to do?" An Yumei watched the black donkey warily, knowing at a glance it wasn’t good, no need for Zhou Heng’s reminder.

"Uggo, let me have a look at that space artifact!" the black donkey said brashly, putting on the air of an expert.

"Not giving it to you!" An Yumei decisively shook her head, knowing that if she let him have it, it would be like throwing a meat bun to a dog—gone for good.

"If you let me have a look, from now on I’ll call you Little Uggo and her Big Uggo!" The black donkey looked at An Yumei but pointed a hoof at Lin Fuxiang.

Lin Fuxiang immediately started yelling, "You dead donkey, in what way am I uglier than her?"

"Both ugly! Both ugly! It’s just that one is uglier!"

This successfully aroused a united front between the two women, and they joined forces to attack the black donkey. But although the black donkey was shameless, its strength was not trivial at all, having actually reached the Initial Separation Realm. It handled their attacks with ease, all the while shouting ’ugly’, ’ugly’.

"Stop!" Gu Zi calmly said, "Don’t waste time, keep searching for spirit grass!"

An Yumei and Lin Fuxiang also knew they couldn’t do anything to that despicable donkey and conveniently used this moment to back down. They glared at the black donkey hatefully, deciding no matter what it said they’d pretend not to hear.

"What treasures, I used to have who knows how many space artifacts back in the day. When Zhou comes out later, he’ll definitely be impressed by my brilliant and valiant prowess. He will willingly offer up the treasures!" The black donkey muttered to itself on the side.

This despicable donkey had reached the pinnacle of self-love, its skin thicker than a city wall!

Lin Fuxiang and An Yumei looked at each other and sighed. Could they win a verbal battle with a shameless beast?

...

Zhou Heng had entered the Nine Mystic Trial Tower, naturally, to refine the power within the Black Sword. In this ruin, everyone had dropped their masks, engaging in deadly combat at the drop of a hat, so he must raise his power as quickly as possible.

The four Initial Separation Realm experts had provided him with considerable power, but his cultivation level still remained in the medium period of the Initial Separation Realm, just a little bit forward.

"Only this much!" he couldn’t help frowning, having thought that he could advance to the peak of the Initial Separation Realm in one go, but considering his dantian space was forty times that of a normal Initial Separation Realm cultivator, it made sense that his cultivation progress was slow.

With a thought, he had already left the Nine Mystic Trial Tower, only to see An Yumei and the other two women carefully searching in the bushes, while the black donkey was idly yawning on the side.

"You despicable donkey, why aren’t you looking for spirit grass?" Zhou Heng couldn’t help but wonder. With this "herb-finding donkey" around, there was no need for the laborious searching by An Yumei and the others.

"I am training them!" the black donkey claimed impudently.

"Not at all!" Lin Fuxiang ran over, "Stingy jerk, don’t believe it. This dead donkey doesn’t know how to find spirit grass at all; it only knows how to swindle and cheat!"

The black donkey huffed and said, "Uggo, I know you’re just jealous!" Then its eyes suddenly lit up, "Zhou, let me have a look at your space artifact!"

Zhou Heng laughed heartily, "If you’re not afraid of getting in and not being able to come out, I don’t mind suppressing you for a hundred and eighty years. One day, when I suddenly remember you, I’ll just butcher and stew you into donkey meat soup!"

The black donkey immediately grimaced, baring its white teeth at Zhou Heng, but it thought better of it, considering the owner of the space artifact indeed had the ability to do just that, unless its strength was so great it could break out of the artifact’s rank.

Master Donkey had been suppressed for hundreds, thousands of years before finally getting out, and it certainly didn’t want to be suppressed again. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)