Chapter 865: Wind-Moon Treasure Mirror

After refining the All-Heaven True Thunder, He Pingsheng fell into deep thought.

What use is this thing?

Does it merely break through bottlenecks?

When I refined the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire, it did have some utility.

For instance, it shattered two layers of my Soul Transformation bottleneck, and the flame was stable enough to be used in elixir refining.

Also, during combat, infusing the flame into my fire-based divine arts increased their attack power by thirty percent.

But…

That was all.

It had no other remarkable features.

Now that I've refined this All-Heaven True Thunder, the same situation persists.

I thought having both Primordial True Fire and Primordial True Thunder would greatly enhance my combat power, but in reality, they're quite useless.

Hummm… hummm… hummm…

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and lightning and Mystic Fire appeared on either side.

The lightning took the form of a small silver boy; the Mystic Fire became a small red boy.

He Pingsheng asked: "I want to ask you both—how did your former masters use you?"

"For example… did they use you to comprehend powerful divine arts?"

The two little children instantly looked bewildered.

The All-Heaven True Thunder said: "Um… we don't know!"

"After leaving our masters, our memories are wiped clean. When we return to the cosmos, we have no connection whatsoever to our previous owners!"

He Pingsheng nodded: So that's how it is.

Forget it!

I'll just store it for now.

Even though this thing is useless, the key point is it helps me break through bottlenecks!

Hmm…

It's time to consider advancing to Body Integration.

At Body Integration, I can do many things!

For example, enhancement!

Many things that couldn't be enhanced before can now be strengthened once I reach Body Integration.

But there's one obstacle to entering Body Integration: the cultivation base of my clones.

He Pingsheng possesses five clones.

Normally, he can sense the fluctuation of their cultivation energy.

Of the five clones—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—the Wood clone fares best, having mastered the most Dao arts, yet it's only at Void Refinement Level Ten.

To achieve Body Integration, I must wait until the Wood clone reaches Void Refinement Level Twelve.

Of course, once the main body breaks through a bottleneck, the clones no longer encounter bottlenecks.

Yet even without bottlenecks, two levels of cultivation still require decades of arduous effort.

No choice!

Wait!

He Pingsheng stepped out of his small cottage.

He arrived at the courtyard ahead.

"Master…"

Luo Bingyao, tall and clad in a crimson Dao robe, saw He Pingsheng and exclaimed happily: "You've emerged from seclusion?"

He Pingsheng was slightly surprised: "You're back?"

"Hehe… yes, Master, your disciple has returned!"

It's been over a decade.

He Pingsheng sent out his spiritual sense and scanned Luo Bingyao's cultivation base—she had reached Void Refinement Level Three.

This cultivation speed is undeniable—her Empty Spirit Root is truly remarkable.

"Master, I've caused you trouble!" After He Pingsheng sat behind the counter, Luo Bingyao hurried over, clenched her tiny fist, and gently pounded his shoulders: "Weren't the three Body Integration cultivators from Tianxuan Valley the ones you helped me deal with?"

Feng Wu only told her He Pingsheng met those people outside the city—he didn't know the outcome.

He Pingsheng smiled: "Yes… you really know how to stir up trouble!"

"But… one must follow one's heart."

"If you believe something is right, go ahead and do it boldly—don't worry about causing me trouble, even if you offend a Mahayana Emperor—I'm not afraid!"

"Really?" Luo Bingyao paused her pounding, her eyes sparkling.

He Pingsheng shuddered: "Wait… you… actually offended a Mahayana Emperor?"

Luo Bingyao laughed: "No, I was just teasing you—look how pale you've gone!"

"Nonsense!" He Pingsheng said: "My face is naturally pale—it's not from fear. Don't you know how many Mahayana Emperors I've offended?"

"Forget it, forget it—as long as you're safe, that's all that matters!"

"Here… take these pills!"

He Pingsheng gave her two supreme Lightning-Avoidance Pills.

They might never be needed, but if she ever clashed with a lightning cultivator, they could save her life.

"Thank you, Master…" Luo Bingyao smiled warmly, her fair skin glowing, her eyes curving into sweet crescents.

"By the way!" she said: "I've brought you something special this time!"

"Come, take a look!"

As she spoke, Luo Bingyao pulled a round mirror from her storage ring.

"What is this?" He Pingsheng asked.

Luo Bingyao said: "It's called the Wind-Moon Treasure Mirror—a low-grade Heaven-Piercing Magic Treasure."

"Oh?" He Pingsheng was slightly startled: Heaven-Piercing Magic Treasure?

Hummm… hummm… hummm…

As she spoke, Luo Bingyao unfolded the Wind-Moon Treasure Mirror, activating all twenty-five seals.

"The Wind-Moon Treasure Mirror is powerful—when unfolded, it instantly forms a seventh-rank array!"

"And it's a seventh-rank defensive array!"

"At a critical moment, it can withstand a single strike from a Body Integration cultivator!"

He Pingsheng's eyes brightened instantly: "This thing is excellent…"

Right now, his weakest point is array cultivation.

Though his cultivation base is about to reach Body Integration, he can still only set up fifth-rank arrays—those can only defend against Soul Transformation cultivators.

For example, the array behind his courtyard now is pathetic.

"For me?" He Pingsheng felt a warmth in his heart.

"Mm…" Luo Bingyao said: "This is your disciple's offering to you, Master!"

"Hehe…" He Pingsheng shook his head: "I don't need it… but I'd like to examine this mirror's mysteries and meditate on it."

"Why not?" Luo Bingyao pouted: "Do you think my gift is unworthy?"

"Not at all," He Pingsheng said: "To be honest, I have something similar—even if it's different, my treasure can also activate a seventh-rank array!"

"So I don't need this one."

"Besides, a seventh-rank defensive array, even if it's low-grade, can only block one strike from a Body Integration cultivator!"

"It's of little use to me—it's better suited for you."

"You don't know, did you? Those three Body Integration cultivators from Tianxuan Valley—one at Level Nine, one at Level Three, one at Level Eleven—all got slaughtered by me!"

"Oh oh oh…" Luo Bingyao said: "Alright then!"

"Master, you're amazing… I heard… you even killed the Qingqi Crown Prince—he's a Level Eleven Body Integration powerhouse, said to be the third strongest Body Integration cultivator on the entire Lei Huang Continent!"

He Pingsheng's face darkened: "Who told you that?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept outward.

Not far away, Cangqiong Daoist Hu Chen revealed a sly, ingratiating smile: "Hehehe… I did… You won't get angry over such a small thing, will you?"