Chapter 117
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Chapter 117: The Divine Artifact, Mirror of Enlightenment
“Are the divine artifacts you mentioned like the Chili Sword and the Earth-Shaking Cauldron?” You You asked.
“The Chili Sword! The Earth-Shaking Cauldron?!” Nie Zheng’s eyes widened. “Those are the legendary strongest fire and earth-attribute divine artifacts! How… how could you know about them?”
“Oh, I’ve seen a few before,” she replied casually.
“…” Nie Zheng felt his chest tighten. A few?! Those were divine artifacts! Why did they act like they saw such treasures every day? Was this place really not the Divine Realm?
“If your Heavenly Emperor wants to hunt traitors and find artifacts, why send only you?” You You pressed. “Is the Immortal Realm that short-staffed?”
Nie Zheng’s shoulders slumped. “Though we’ve become immortals, we can’t freely travel between realms. The barrier between worlds is hard to breach, and the boundary-shattering lightning injures even the most powerful. I only descended because the Emperor gave me a supreme treasure—the Thunder Ward Talisman. But the talisman was single-use, so I came alone.”
You You frowned. “If descending’s so dangerous, how will you return? Don’t you need to send artifacts back?”
“That’s why we need the Mirror of Enlightenment!” Nie Zheng explained. “It’s said to traverse Yin and Yang and overturn destiny, but none know how to activate it properly. Misuse could bring calamity. The traitor Jing Chen must’ve used it to descend. The Mirror was kept in the Treasure Pavilion until he stole it. We tracked him here after long pursuit.”
He clasped his fists solemnly. “The Emperor sent me because strange signs suggest the Mirror will cause disaster in the Mortal Realm. Even destroying it would avert catastrophe.” Turning to Yuan Qi, he pleaded, “Divine Lord, Jing Chen’s a cunning Immortal cultivator wielding a divine artifact. Injured as I am, none here can stop him but you. I beg your aid!”
He coughed violently, blood spilling as he fixed Yuan Qi with a desperate gaze.
Yuan Qi smiled gently. “I’ve no interest in Immortal Realm affairs.”
“…” Nie Zheng stared. He’d been ready to die! Normally people agreed to last requests!
“Jing Chen’s beyond mortal power now!” Nie Zheng pressed. “Only you can—”
Yuan Qi turned to You You, his smile warming. “What does Little You think?”
“This does sound serious.” You You exchanged looks with Ling Qi. An actual immortal! She coughed seriously. “But we need proof Jing Chen exists. Our Zhen Yan Sect can’t act blindly.”
“The Emperor gave me a tracking tool! Once I recover—” He doubled over, blood dripping.
You You sighed at his wretched state. “Let’s fix you first.”
“You’ll lend me spiritual veins?!” Hope lit Nie Zheng’s face.
“No!” You You shut him down instantly.
His hope died.
“But maybe my Revitalizing Technique works.” It had healed Lin Feng’s group—similar injuries.
“Another method?!” Nie Zheng’s eyes widened.
Placing a hand on his head, You You chanted, “Revitalize!”
Nie Zheng twitched. Had she just cursed him?
Then warmth flooded his meridians. The lightning’s violent energy stilled. His shattered Dantian began mending.
“This…!” He gasped as vitality returned. “What magic is this?!”
“Seems effective.” You You noted his healing wounds. Four more sessions might suffice.
Yuan Qi stopped her. “The lightning’s residue remains. Overhealing could backlash. Wait days between treatments.”
“Understood.” She withdrew her hand.
“Thank you, Celestial Maiden!” Nie Zheng bowed deeply.
“Save thanks.” You You’s expression turned businesslike. “Now let’s settle your debt.”
“Debt?!”
She waved at Ling Qi. “Calculate every copper.”
“Yes, Sect Master!”
