Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 57 - Entering the Cave

Zhou Heng made a decisive move, turned his finger into a sword, and greeted Fei Chenyu.

Having reached the Realm of Spirit Gathering, picking flowers and flicking leaves could turn into divine weapons, so Fei Chenyu dared not underestimate them.

He quickly countered with his palm, and when the palm wind and finger strength touched, he couldn’t help but grunt softly, his body trembling.

At that moment, Lin Fuxiang had already pulled Zhou Heng into the cave.

“Such recklessness!” Fei Chenyu shook his head repeatedly, but he had to stay at the mouth of the cave; otherwise, if he followed them in and met a new wave of Red-haired Monsters’ attacks, the cave entrance would surely be breached!

He could only watch helplessly as Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang disappeared into the darkness, thinking of Zhou Heng’s strength, which was not at all weaker than his own.

He probably could ensure Lin Fuxiang’s safety, and he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“Keep a watchful eye!” he yelled, needing to find some way to recover his lost face.

…

After about half a year of mining, the cave had changed beyond recognition.

Torches were placed at intervals along the cave walls, but now that no one alive could enter, the torches had long burned out.

Just past a bend, it was pitch black.

Yet Zhou Heng could see clearly.

After reaching the Spirit Gathering Realm, his Spiritual Sense had greatly increased, as had his vision, giving him the ability to see in the dark.

Lin Fuxiang, however, didn’t have this ability and immediately grabbed the edge of his clothes, saying, “Stinky boy, if you let me trip even once, I’ll never let you off the hook!”

Even in the pitch darkness, it didn’t prevent Zhou Heng from seeing her exquisitely beautiful face, white as snow and smooth as jade!

He couldn’t help but think that although Zi Xing was known as the number one beauty of Cold Blue Country, it wasn’t necessarily true that she was more beautiful than Lin Fuxiang.

Probably due to her higher status, Zi Xing was lauded as the foremost beauty.

He couldn’t help but laugh and said, “And how exactly will you ‘not let me off’?”

“I’ll make a voodoo doll of you and prick it ten thousand times every day!” Lin Fuxiang said fiercely.

“Hahaha!” Zhou Heng couldn’t help but laugh, finding that this woman was the same as ever.

“Keep it down, don’t attract the Red-haired Monsters!” Lin Fuxiang hurriedly said, hopping up and down.

“Isn’t the reason you came here to see the Red-haired Monsters?

Why are you afraid now?”

“You…

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are truly unreasonable!”

Lin Fuxiang, frustrated, snorted coldly and ignored him, stomping ahead of Zhou Heng in big strides, no longer caring if she might bump into something.

“Be careful!” Zhou Heng suddenly became alert.

The Black Sword flew out from his Dantian, and he grasped it in his hand, swinging it fiercely.

A streak of black light crossed, followed by a “thud” of a heavy object hitting the ground.

The Black Sword emitted a dim glow, lighting up the space within three feet around it, making it clearly visible.

“Ah—!” Lin Fuxiang let out a sharp scream and quickly darted behind Zhou Heng, only daring to peek out from behind him.

On the ground lay a humanoid Red-haired Monster, now split into two, blood oozing out, with a faint smell of blood spreading.

Lin Fuxiang couldn’t help but feel a rush of fear.

If Zhou Heng had reacted any slower just now, she could have been caught by the Red-haired Monster!

The worry of being scratched was secondary; if she had been touched by such an ugly thing, wouldn’t she have been utterly disgusted?

Zhou Heng stood with his sword, eyes closing and then opening again, a hint of joy spreading across his face.

His guess was correct; the Black Sword indeed had the ability to plunder strength, but although the Red-haired Monsters were said to possess boundless strength, the power plundered by the Black Sword was pitifully little.

This was probably related to the Realm rather than physical strength.

This was also why he had used the Black Sword.

Without it, he wouldn’t have been able to plunder any strength; although the amount was pitifully small, as the saying goes, “even the smallest ant has meat.” It all adds up!

“Shall we continue forward?” Zhou Heng asked, looking at Lin Fuxiang with a smile and an unmistakable tease in his tone.

Lin Fuxiang had just begun to feel a bit grateful to Zhou Heng but was instantly angered by his words, her lovely face twitching.

After snorting, she went ahead of him—she had calculated that Zhou Heng would definitely act to save her.

Thud, thud, thud, they kept moving forward; Red-haired Monsters kept leaping out to ambush them, but were all severed by Zhou Heng’s sword, utterly defeated.

“Strange, I thought these monsters were supposed to be unkillable?” After a while, Lin Fuxiang finally caught on.

“Your reaction is really quick!” Zhou Heng praised.

“You nasty brat, you’re truly detestable!” Lin Fuxiang could tell he was being sarcastic and felt the urge to jump on Zhou Heng’s back and bite him fiercely.

Zhou Heng was actually quite puzzled as well.

These red-haired monsters indeed resembled the ones from Misty Death Valley, but those in Misty Death Valley would crumble upon contact, and at that time, he hadn’t even used the Frost Cold Sword, let alone the Black Broken Sword!

Could it be because the monsters here were more “fresh”?

“Ah, this young lady has figured it out, it must be the broken sword, right?” Lin Fuxiang suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed, “I was wondering before why you were using a broken sword as a weapon, but it even managed to chip away at Jin Tengyi’s magic artifact!”

“Now it can even overcome red-haired monsters; it really is a treasure!”

Her eyes sparkled as she stared at Zhou Heng, “May I touch it, please?”

A beautiful woman speaking such ambiguously suggestive words involuntarily sent a ripple through Zhou Heng’s heart, but the Black Sword was his greatest secret; he couldn’t possibly hand it over to someone else and so shook his head.

“Stingy!” Lin Fuxiang stamped her foot, her clear, distinct eyes blinked, and she suddenly asked, “Where’s the sword that this young lady gave you?”

“I left it at the Nine Spirit Sect!” Zhou Heng inwardly groaned; how had this woman remembered that again?

“Liar!” Lin Fuxiang didn’t believe him this time, “Stingy fellow, this young lady gave you her most beloved sword, and you won’t even let me touch it once?”

Zhou Heng sighed and said, “Alright then, just a touch!”

Lin Fuxiang’s anger turned to joy, but she saw that instead of handing over the Black Sword, Zhou Heng extended his left hand to her.

She couldn’t help but bite her silver teeth and asked, “Why are you handing your dog’s paw over?”

“Didn’t you want to touch it?”

Lin Fuxiang’s lips twisted in annoyance, half-opening her mouth as she huffed at Zhou Heng, then suddenly turned on her heel and walked away, stomping her Little Savage Boots heavily as she went.

Zhou Heng smiled and chased after her; he found teasing Lin Fuxiang quite amusing.

Could he actually have a wicked sense of humor?

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but reflect on this.

Fighting through obstacles along the way, what seemed very troublesome red-haired monsters to Fei Chenyu, fell easily under Zhou Heng’s sword, which also drastically lessened Lin Fuxiang’s scorn as she boasted about sweeping clean the caves and making a tremendous achievement.

“Hmm—” She suddenly stopped in her tracks, her eyes showing an immense terror, but she couldn’t utter a single word.

Zhou Heng was right behind her, and looking over, he saw a dark red color spreading over the small exposed section of the beauty’s jade neck.

He quickly stepped forward, his left hand landing on Lin Fuxiang’s delicate shoulder, his thoughts stirring, and an ultimate, supreme aura from the Black Broken Sword surged through his hand into Lin Fuxiang’s body.

Lin Fuxiang’s delicate body shook, and she let out a long breath, her face turning deathly pale.

“Just…

just now something tried to get inside my body, as if it wanted to control me.

It was so scary!” She shivered, clutching tightly at the corner of Zhou Heng’s clothing.

“It’s alright now!

It’s alright!” Zhou Heng comforted her.

Indeed, like Misty Death Valley, this place possessed an aura that confused and controlled the mind or something of the like.

In Misty Death Valley, those who were affected would simply lie down quietly to die, whereas here they would immediately turn into bloodthirsty, violent red-haired monsters!

What was similar was that the Black Sword could suppress them!

What secrets were hidden within the Pingtian Mountain Range?

Zhou Heng’s thoughts raced; when he and Lin Fuxiang first entered this cave, they hadn’t encountered this situation.

Moreover, the original master of this place was a Six-legged Giant Head Beast, which hadn’t turned into a red-haired monster!

That meant, the change had occurred within the last half-year.

What had happened in the last half-year?

Mining the caves!

That’s right, the blood-colored stele in Misty Death Valley guarded a bottomless pit.

Could there be one here as well?

Eh, thinking about it, the blood-colored stele seemed to be suppressing that evil aura, while its absence here meant that after the mining tunnels were breached, the evil aura escaped and infected the miners?

“Stinky, stinky boy, let’s go, let’s go back!” This time Lin Fuxiang was truly frightened, even her speech was trembling.

Zhou Heng shook his head, smiling, “Weren’t you set on wiping out the red-haired monsters and making a great contribution?

We can’t stop halfway!”

“This young lady has reconsidered, better leave it to daddy; let’s go!” She stubbornly maintained her position.

“Then I will escort you out first!”

“Eh, are you going to come back in?”

“Of course!”

Lin Fuxiang refused to budge, grabbing the corner of Zhou Heng’s clothing, “Then this young lady can’t lose to you, you stingy fellow!

Let’s go!”

Zhou Heng was baffled; this woman’s thoughts changed so quickly, she truly was unpredictable.

He took Lin Fuxiang’s hand and pulled her behind him; the place was becoming stranger by the moment, and he didn’t want Lin Fuxiang to carelessly walk ahead again.

“This stingy fellow can be caring sometimes!” Lin Fuxiang’s beautiful eyes wandered, and her pretty face unknowingly blushed with a charming red.