Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 159 - 139: Human-Blade Union, Achievement of the Copper Body (Please Subscribe, Request Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 159: Chapter 139: Human-Blade Union, Achievement of the Copper Body (Please Subscribe, Request Monthly Pass)_2

Indeed, the sword is a weapon of violence, craving blood.

But it also chooses its master.

This object seemed to sense that its own blood was more nourishing than Hiroshi Tanaka’s, and, unable to wait, it eagerly sucked it in and expelled his.

Is it already discarding the old for the new?

So, if it killed someone, would it also suck their blood, becoming disgustingly dirty?

Since it is a treasured sword with a spirit, it cannot possibly be such an inconvenient object.

There must be another way.

Zhou Ping’an pressed the blade close to his forehead, pondered for a moment, and vigorously stimulated his heart’s intentions while visualizing the image of Cang Yue’s precious blade.

A strand of red flame blazed up, wrapping around it.

He thought he faintly heard a sword cry, filled with joy and pain.

Resonating deep within his soul.

"This is promising."

Zhou Ping’an looked at the Mind Wish Power Silk Threads in his mind, decided to go all out, made the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burn more fiercely, transformed it into a strong heart intention, and suddenly poured it into the blade.

The blade vibrated.

"Hum, hum" it resonated softly.

In the midst of this, Zhou Ping’an felt it was still not enough, so he accelerated the burning of the Mind Wish Power Silk Threads.

One hundred, one thousand, until he burned up to three thousand.

The power of his mind turned into a surging tidal wave, rushing into the blade.

His mind became incredibly clear, as though a deity lofty high above the mortal world, he watched the Cang Yue Long Sword with calm detachment.

"Boom..."

The pale blue blade suddenly shuddered as if it had been shocked.

A large amount of filthy blood oozed out.

A tender and obedient spirit thought suddenly connected with his mind.

It whimpered like a puppy, incredibly intimate and familiar.

"Is this the spirit within the blade? Goodness, it’s become sentient."

Zhou Ping’an, no longer caring about the three thousand Mind Wish Power Threads he had just spent, held the blade in his hand, feeling as though he was not holding a sword, but rather that his arm had grown longer.

Where the blade extended, the touch was just like that of his fingers, he could even feel the blade breathing like its own pores opening and closing.

The fierce yet obedient spirit could fluctuate slowly along with his emotions.

The pale blue blade seemed a few shades brighter.

Just like the crescent moon rising in the early sky, cold and soft.

Zhou Ping’an couldn’t help but dance with the sword, swiftly using the Wave Subduing Blade Technique in the room.

With each gleam of the sword light, it turned into layers of emerald waves.

Creating countless webs around him.

At this moment, he even had the illusion that he had merged with the sword light, neither sword nor human.

Irresistible wherever he aimed.

His Qi-blood and energy flowed unobstructed, right up to the sharp tip of the blade, no longer like when using the alloy steel sword, which required full power to shake the blade to exert that unusual strength.

Now, he could use it effortlessly.

"If I cultivate True Qi and attach it to the blade, it would surely be much easier than with other weapons."

Zhou Ping’an immediately recognized the advantages of having a treasured sword.

Unknowingly, it had greatly amplified his combat capabilities.

Not to mention, the sharpness and durability of the sword.

If someone tried to counter his Sword Energy, or relied on their robust body to withstand a strike, then the fun would really begin.

Thinking back to the awkward scenarios of him swinging the sword to kill Li Yuankang and Elder Guangming, Zhou Ping’an couldn’t help but chuckle.

Now, if he encountered such an opponent whose body was extremely strong but whose techniques were not very sophisticated,

it would naturally result in splitting them in two.

Even Jesus couldn’t save them...

"Human-Blade Union, this is perhaps another level of Human-Blade Union, which doesn’t need reaching the Peak Mortal Rank Nine Refinements to achieve."

"Moreover, now that the sword feels like a part of my limbs, inseparable from me, and connected to my spirit and soul, maybe it can carry me through?"

Thinking of the "Cang Yue" treasured sword, and this peculiar bondage and entanglement with it, it’s very likely that Broken Mirror would consider it an indivisible part of me.

It qualifies as a Soul-refined Treasure.

It should be possible to take to the Different World.

If indeed so, the chances of preserving my life would naturally increase greatly.

However, having just returned and with the Broken Mirror not yet fully energized, I cannot travel through yet, nor is it wise to try.

Zhou Ping’an could only forcibly suppress the various thoughts in his mind.

He shifted his focus to the "Five Desires Evil Art."

He had figured it out, this "Five Desires Evil Art" either shouldn’t be cultivated at all, or should be pursued relentlessly to transform a single "Desire" into fruition.

Otherwise, the Demonic Fire was too intense, it would certainly affect his mind, leading him to do all sorts of unimaginable things.

For example, the second barrier, "Lust, Desire."

If one were stuck here,

Li Yuankang would be his own example.

Of course, with the strength of his own heart, he wouldn’t regress and act recklessly as he did. That kind of feeling also wasn’t pleasant.

Truly being tormented by desires every day, it was quite likely that at any moment, his mental defenses could collapse, leading to mistakes.

So, Zhou Ping’an was not inclined to test himself to see if he could withstand this kind of trial.

He directly ignited the Mind Wish Power Threads, lighting up the "Red Lotus Karmic Fire."

Karmic Fire burns the heart, desires surging like tides.

Supporting his fundamental heart with the desires of all beings, transforming those desires into kindling, burning into a peculiar Demonic Fire.

The more the Demonic Fire burned, the more intense it became, no longer harming his fundamental heart.

It was perfectly suitable for cultivating the "Immovable King’s Original Classic."

The body transformed into mountains, enduring and unmovable.

The soul was like a rock, from which all dust vanishes and light is born.

Originally having cultivated to the Third Level of the Bright King’s Golden Body Method, dark light swirled around his body, and as blood surged, muscles, bones, marrow, muscles, and skin were all tempered...

Zhou Ping’an sat on the ground, his body swelling at times and contracting at others.

His body emitted creaking noises, occasionally shaking out wisps of dust. After an unknown amount of time, his skin suddenly cleared of black qi, revealing a hint of ancient bronze orange-yellow.

As the orange-yellow color deepened, the exposed muscles gradually began to resemble the statues in temples, with a dark yellow hue tinged with bluish-purple, conveying a sense of heaviness.

If at this moment, someone peered through the crack of the door at Zhou Ping’an,

they might think he was a great artifact unearthed from some tomb.

"Goodness, this cultivation technique is indeed powerful, though it really consumes a lot as well," he murmured.

Checking the time, thirty minutes had passed, and the over nine thousand Mind Wish Power Silk Threads that he had struggled to accumulate were almost completely used up.

All sorts of restless thoughts completely vanished.

He could clearly feel the further strengthening of his soul and a slight increase in his perceptive ability.

This was still an additional gain.

The greatest gain, of course, was that the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique, had now been cultivated to the Sixth Level Copper Body Peak.

Compared to before, it was more than two or three times stronger.

Although he dared not test the hardness of his body with "Cang Yue’s precious blade,"

he was willing to try using the military serrated dagger he carried with him.

Right then, Zhou Ping’an took out the short dagger from his shoe, pointing the blade tip at his arm muscles.

This time, since it was quality steel, naturally much more potent than a kitchen knife.

He slowly applied force with his right hand, stabbing until he used over three thousand pounds of force before piercing the skin.

Blood oozed out little by little.

"Even with five thousand pounds of force, it just about injures the layer of my muscle fibers, definitely not penetrating through," he noted.

"This defensive power, nearly double that of Li Yuankang, although still somewhat inferior to the old monk...

But, as long as it’s not a large-caliber sniper rifle hitting directly, ordinary firearms like pistols and assault rifles basically pose no threat anymore," he surmised.

"If I just stand there and let them shoot, at most, my skin and flesh would be injured."

"Good, very good."

Only at this moment did Zhou Ping’an allow himself to smile.

After all, although this world had seen a massive underground technological boom, true weapons of great effectiveness were few.

One could say that, compared to a thousand years ago, civilian technology had even slightly regressed.

The great war not only killed many people but also devastated civilization extremely severely.

Cutting-edge technology was indeed cutting-edge, those were the private trump cards of countries and major consortia, probably not likely to focus on a little nobody like himself.

With this, he had gained a very precious period of development.

Once the Ninth Level Golden Body was cultivated and his cultivation took several more steps forward,

even facing the strongest high-end weapons wouldn’t be too concerning.

At this moment,

Zhou Ping’an finally set aside the worries of this period.

Many things, just do them.

No more need for covert actions.

Some people, it was time for them to pay the price.

...

Requesting Monthly Pass.