Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 381 - 367 Flying Fish (2/3)

Chapter 381: Chapter 367 Flying Fish (2/3)

The Hundred Ghosts Sword is indeed an Immortal Sword capable of summoning ghost creatures equal in strength to its wielder.

Zhou Heng believed that Immortal Artifacts definitely had different grades. This Hundred Ghosts Sword could not possibly summon a ghost creature as powerful as the original owner of the Black Sword, for the Hundred Ghosts Sword was far from that powerful!

In the hands of the original owner of the Black Sword, this Hundred Ghosts Sword would probably only be reduced to shards, just as Zhou Heng would be when using a Spirit Gathering Realm Magic Artifact.

However, Zhou Heng was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, far from reaching the limit of this Hundred Ghosts Sword, so naturally, there was no need to worry.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, rows of Ghost Shadows rose into the air and headed toward the waves.

These were pure spiritual power entities; thus, they were not affected by the Sea of Fiend Qi and could rise freely into the air. These Ghost Shadows possessed the same level of spiritual power as Zhou Heng, sixty-four times stronger than a normal Nascent Soul Realm, making them infinitely powerful!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As Zhou Heng kept swinging the sword, more and more Ghost Shadows appeared, confronting the waves. These Ghost Shadows, emotionless and formed by the Immortal Sword gathering nature’s spiritual energy, felt no pain, no sorrow, no fear.

Upon the appearance of these Ghost Shadows, the waves were immediately chopped up and pushed back continuously, instantly breaking the crisis.

"Zhou, you brat!" Black Donkey yelled angrily, "Why didn’t you take out such a great thing earlier? You almost made me think I was going to die here!"

"Spit! You’re one to talk, you thieving donkey, hiding your own treasures!" Zhou Heng would not bow to a cheap donkey. Moreover, he had not intentionally hidden it; he had simply forgotten.

While bickering, they fended off the waves together, but the greatest crisis had already passed. Although Black Donkey’s damaged horn was not as powerful as the Hundred Ghosts Sword, it was still an extremely powerful treasure. Together with the Hundred Ghosts Sword, it dissolved wave after wave using supreme Divine Skills.

Another half-day passed, and the huge sea storm finally ended.

Zhou Heng and Black Donkey both collapsed onto the wood raft, exhausted. Although they had each brought out their treasures in the latter half, they had been too depleted earlier and had not had any rest. Now that the crisis was over, they were naturally totally drained.

"Zhou, let this old donkey have a look at that sword of yours," Black Donkey said as he caught his breath, his greedy nature kicking in again.

Zhou Heng quickly stowed away the Hundred Ghosts Sword. Being only at the Nascent Soul Realm, he was not yet able to truly subdue the Hundred Ghosts Sword. If Black Donkey took it, he really wouldn’t be able to get it back.

This thieving donkey was known for exploiting familiarity—definitely something to be wary of.

After the man and the donkey had rested enough, Zhou Heng continued to generate strong winds, pushing the raft forward like a sail.

Several days later, the sea was still steaming with Fiend Qi, boiling as if it were heated.

Zhou Heng was propelling the raft when suddenly, a sense of unease arose in his heart. Without warning, he slapped his hand toward the sea, and with a shockwave, he lifted the raft out of the water.

Splash! The water parted, and a giant creature burst out, snapping its giant jaws toward the raft. Its sharp teeth resembled saw blades.

"What kind of monster fish is that?" Black Donkey exclaimed, his eyes wide. The giant creature was a huge fish covered with blue scales. Its mouth was bizarrely large, taking up more than a third of its body, and it even had a pair of wings next to its front fins, allowing it to pursue the raft through the air.

"That’s strange indeed!" Zhou Heng punched out, and with a disturbace in the air, the flying fish was hit hard. Its scales crackled all at once, shimmering in an exceedingly strange manner to dissipate the force of the punch.

But Zhou Heng’s strength was immense. Even so, dozens of scales were knocked off the flying fish.

"Zhou, catch this fish quickly. I want to feast on it!" Black Donkey’s eyes shone, for this flying fish was clearly at the Nascent Soul Realm. If they could eat its flesh, it would be greatly nourishing, and it would be tremendously beneficial for the complete formation of its deities.

Zhou Heng had no intention of letting the fish that had attacked them escape. Since it had dared to attack them, it should also be prepared to face retaliation!

He released his aura and a massive oppressive force plummeted towards the flying fish.

Yet this peculiar fish was unaffected by his aura, continuing its fierce pursuit.

Zhou Heng spread his hands, summoning heaven and capturing earth, transforming his spiritual power into a net of fine threads that enveloped the flying fish. With one pull, he dragged the flying fish down toward the raft.

Swish, the Black Sword swung, decapitating the head of the flying fish.

"Hahaha, today we feast on delicious fish soup!" Black Donkey put on an apron, held a knife in hand, and after scaling the fish, he took out a big pot, threw in half of the fish, and started cooking while humming a tune.

This was a Nascent Soul Realm Demon Beast; every part of its flesh contained pure energy and should not be wasted!

Zhou Heng closed his eyes and began the refinement of the essence absorbed by the Black Sword.

By the time he finished refining, the fish was still not cooked, given its Half-Step Immortal level—such a thing could not be rushed.

Zhou Heng unleashed the Purple Flame to serve as fuel.

Being a true Nascent Soul powerhouse, the Purple Flame had mutated and its power immense, almost melting the iron pot, causing Black Donkey to panic. The pot could be considered half a treasure, and Black Donkey, being extremely stingy, naturally felt it was a painful waste.

But with Zhou Heng joining in, another half-hour later, the fish soup was finally ready, and both man and donkey devoured it in a whirlwind fashion.

"Woo, I’m gonna die! I’m dying!" Black Donkey exclaimed after taking a bite, "Utterly delicious!"

It belched, and unexpectedly spat out a ray of rosy light, brilliantly shining.

Zhou Heng chewed thoughtfully—the fish not only tasted fresh but also contained strong spiritual energy, no less nourishing than those potent medicinal herbs!

Indeed, it was a Nascent Soul Realm level Demon Beast; its flesh was extremely nourishing!

Neither person nor donkey hesitated, stuffing their faces wildly, quickly emptying the pot, and both of their bellies were swollen, resembling a pregnant woman in her seventh or eighth month.

After consuming the fish, they both started the refinement of its benefits, radiating streaks of rosy light all over, looking as if they were about to ascend and become immortals.

"This fish, it’s not merely an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm Demon Beast!" After the complete refinement, Zhou Heng opened his eyes, appearing extremely astounded.

Black Donkey, too, was brimming with excitement and said, "Could this be an Ancient Spirit Beast?"

"Ancient Spirit Beast?"

"Zhou, do you know how many types of Demon Beasts there are in the world? Thousands upon thousands, countless! Yet, only a limited few can achieve Great Achievement. Why? It’s because they are favored by nature, possessing powerful bloodlines!"

Black Donkey began to show off its knowledge and continued, "Demon Beasts cannot speak, so why can they cultivate? Because the methods of cultivation are inherited in their blood, inherent from birth, instinctive without learning!"

"The so-called Ancient Spirit Beasts are the ones with the strongest bloodlines. They are nature’s treasures, naturally containing powerful life forces and power within their flesh, and even insights into realms!"

Zhou Heng suddenly thought of Huo Tian—each of her bones bore a rune corresponding to a peerless Immortal Technique; was this also a form of inheritance?

He had been certain Huo Tian was an Immortal, but now he was not so sure—she could be a descendant of Immortals!

The teachings of nature are filled with wonders.

Zhou Heng shook his head, discarding the thought for now, as he was still far from reaching the Immortal Realm; he would think about it in the future. He glanced at Black Donkey and smirked, saying, "Donkey, it seems you, too, are an Ancient Exotic Beast!"

"Zhou, why do I feel that your gaze is rather impure?"

"Haven’t you heard of the expression ’dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat underground’?"

"You ungrateful brat, to think of eating me! Just wait till I spit all over your face!"

As the two finished off the remaining fish, a wave of bright rosy light spread from their bodies once more, Zhou Heng’s accumulation of spiritual power rose considerably, and Black Donkey’s divinity solidified even more, potentially ready to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm upon leaving this place.

They continued to move forward on their wooden craft, encountering another Flying Fish that attacked them. It was larger and stronger than the previous one, fortunately, it had not advanced to the Divine Infant Realm, or Zhou Heng and Black Donkey would have had a serious problem.

This treasure of meat offered itself right to them; naturally, there was no reason not to take it. After Zhou Heng slew it, a portion was eaten, but most of it was stored in the Nine Mystic Trial Tower to be taken back for his parents, Ying Mengfan, and the others.

Although Black Donkey was hopping mad, it couldn’t defeat Zhou Heng. Besides, the Flying Fish was Zhou Heng’s catch; it was already fortunate to get a taste.

The ocean was vast, unfortunately, no more Flying Fish attacked them after that, as if they could sense the death scent of their kind left on the craft.

Two days later, three small boats appeared in front of their wooden craft, made of greenwood and woven together. Each boat held three or four people, each looking formidable and awe-inspiring.

Black Donkey suddenly exclaimed, "I recognize those people on the wooden boats; they are from the Ancient Cangyue Sect!"

"You scoundrel!" The people on the three crafts clearly noticed them too; the person Black Donkey pointed out, an elderly man dressed in black and in his sixties, suddenly shouted furiously, his black hair standing on end, "Finally, I have found you!"

Zhou Heng looked at Black Donkey, who then grinned and said, "I spread good throughout the world; admiration from others is unavoidable!"

"Why do I feel like he is so angry he wants to eat you up?"

"Misunderstanding, it’s definitely a misunderstanding!" Black Donkey shook its head repeatedly and then waved its hoof at the person in front, saying, "Old Man Fang, no need for gratitude; I never seek repayment for my good deeds!"

"Gratitude?!" The man in black seemed ready to breathe fire, shouting, "You wretched donkey, today I must chop you up!"

"Donkey, what exactly did you do to him, something unforgivable, to make that old man risk his life to slaughter you?" Zhou Heng asked.

Black Donkey chuckled lightly and said, "It’s not that serious! Back then, Elder Fang found some Spiritual Medicine, and I just wanted to take a look. He stubbornly refused, so I gave him a bit of a laxative, causing him three days of diarrhea!"

While embarrassing, it didn’t seem to merit such deep animosity.

"Um, I might have overdone the dose a bit, Elder Fang didn’t quite keep his footing when using the toilet, and he ended up falling into it!" Black Donkey added hesitantly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)