Chapter 58: Who Dares to Kick Me in My Dreams!
The young man was named Mo Ya. The moment he saw the portrait, he displayed a look of disdain.
“A mere boy, and the sect master actually wants me to take action? Isn’t that a bit of an overreaction?”
He exuded powerful confidence, classifying Zhou Tong amongst the ranks of ants.
Zhao Wutian did not explain to him that Zhou Tong might be hiding his true cultivation level; Mo Ya was merely a pawn, perfectly suitable to test Zhou Tong.
The Transcendent Divide was hard to cross.
If Zhou Tong really was in the Unity Heart-Mind Realm, he could not possibly be a match for someone in the Heaven-Cutting Realm.
However, if Zhou Tong was able to defeat Mo Ya, it would imply he was pretending to be weak while harboring great strength. He would be a formidable ally but an unthinkable enemy!
“I want you to kill him in front of everyone!”
Zhao Wutian said coldly. A public assassination of a Guest Senior would slap the Empress’s face; over the years, Qian Miaoyu had increasingly disregarded him.
Even if it failed, it didn’t matter; no one would recognize Mo Ya, so they wouldn’t be able to pin it on him.
…
“Guest Senior, I can’t sleep.”
It was late at night, yet Zhou Tong was summoned to the Empress’s palace. Upon hearing this question, his eyes widened.
“Is that all?”
“I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for months. As soon as I close my eyes, I’m plagued by nightmares.”
Qian Miaoyu lay sideways on the bed, looking extremely exhausted. She didn’t tell Zhou Tong that her nightmares originated from him.
“Could it be an Unwarranted Calamity?”
“Not so. It is likely due to worries that prevent me from finding peace. I hope you can guard the night for me, Guest Senior. Someone, bring a seat!”
As soon as she finished speaking, someone brought in a luxurious seat, which was more akin to a bed.
Its style was no less impressive than a dragon bed.
Zhou Tong’s brow twitched. Was he being asked to keep watch or to share the bed?
“Are there any alchemists in the palace?”
“There is a fifth-rank alchemist; unfortunately, he is of no use.”
“Then let me personally concoct a seventh-rank calming pill for Your Majesty, guaranteed to cure your ailments.”
As he spoke, Zhou Tong instructed people to prepare the furnace and herbs, then directly sat down on the seat and immediately entered the proper state.
“Truly worthy of being a born Supreme; mastering myriad paths isn’t just talk. I finally see it for myself!”
Watching Zhou Tong’s skilled techniques, Qian Miaoyu became even more certain of her guess.
For some reason, a long-lost drowsiness surged over her at that moment, causing her eyelids to flutter continuously.
“Guest Senior, could you repeat that promise you made to me back then…”
“Is that difficult?”
Zhou Tong slightly raised his head and gazed into her eyes. “We are already allies; as long as you don’t take the initiative to become an enemy, we will never harm you!”
Qian Miaoyu smiled, feeling an overwhelming heaviness in her eyelids; she was sure she would have sweet dreams tonight.
Moments later, the pill was ready, and as it manifested, a thunderstorm descended.
“Disperse!”
Zhou Tong glanced upward and, using the Ignorant Realm to invoke the Godly Language of the Heavens, dissipated the thunder within the void.
“Your Majesty, it’s time to take your medicine. Your Majesty, Your Majesty…”
“Haha… it seems I wasted my efforts; isn’t this a peaceful sleep?”
Zhou Tong held the spirit pill, smiling helplessly.
At this moment, Qian Miaoyu had entered the land of dreams with an uninhibited demeanor.
She tightly clutched the brocade quilt with her long, smooth legs and hugged a pillow to her chest, occasionally rubbing her face against it, seemingly acting spoiled in her dreams.
Even more surprising was that, due to her restlessness, her loose sleeping robe had come undone, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, shining and dazzling, almost tempting one to commit a crime.
“It seems she is fine now.”
Zhou Tong relaxed, took out the Six Combinations Annihilation Sword’s manual, and began to comprehend it earnestly.
For someone who had reached the Ignorant Realm, this was rather superfluous. Moreover, this sword manual was created by him, so he was already well-versed in it.
But Zhou Tong still kept up the habits of his previous life; he understood that reaching the pinnacle of martial arts requires relentless effort and diligence.
Practice the sword a thousand times, and its meaning will naturally manifest!
The path of the strong is never-ending!
The Six Combinations Annihilation Sword consists of six moves, corresponding to the four directions of heaven and earth and the powers of nature.
The Southern Sword embodies fire, serving as the main defense.
The Northern Sword embodies thunder, primarily aimed at weakening enemies.
The Eastern Sword embodies wood, representing vitality.
The Western Sword embodies metal, focused on killing!
In addition, there are two swords of heaven and earth, with the Earthly Sword being the Netherworld Sword, capable of binding the essence, spirit, and consciousness of the slain within the sword, turning them into battle slaves.
The Heavenly Sword is the sword of accumulation, also the mightiest sword, capable of aggregating sword intent and storing it to be released in a single blow, unleashing power several or even dozens of times more than usual!
This blade can be used to challenge stronger foes.
To complete the Heavenly Sword, one must first forge the sword.
This was an easy task for Zhou Tong, as he himself was the strongest sword in the world!
He stood still, and a powerful sword intent burst forth from within him. Instead of dissipating, it converged toward his left palm.
“Ugh…”
Zhou Tong gasped, feeling excruciating pain as if his hand were being hollowed out, blood and bone being shattered.
Yet he bore it silently, even his expression remained unchanged.
“Boom!”
After an unknown amount of time, a loud rumble sounded from deep within him, indicating the sword had been forged.
At that moment, a space seemed to have been opened in his palm, with the sword intent rushing in like a mud cow sinking into the sea, unable to fill it for a long time.
“What a sight.”
Zhou Tong exclaimed in surprise; even with the strength of his sword intent, it would take an hour to fill it. If it were Long Lingyun, wouldn’t it take three full days and nights?
If this move were unleashed, there would be nothing more to say but horror!
Unknowingly, the night was drawing to a close, with the eastern sky starting to brighten.
Just as Zhou Tong was about to leave, Qian Miaoyu on the bed suddenly stirred.
“Guest Senior… Guest Senior!!”
She furrowed her brows tightly, repeatedly calling those two words, as if she were encountering nightmares once more.
“Indeed, it’s still not working?”
Zhou Tong shook his head, unleashing his spiritual power and preparing to forcefully intervene in her dream.
“Guest Senior… kneel and wash my feet!”
The moment those words were spoken, Zhou Tong’s expression instantly froze.
Half an hour later, the great Empress slowly woke up, stretching luxuriously, highlighting her beautiful figure, though no one was there to admire it.
“What a comfortable sleep… Did Guest Senior leave?”
She let out a gratifying groan and suddenly noticed a brocade box at the head of the bed, which contained the calming pill.
“I accept this!”
Her lips curled in a smile as she asked the guards about Zhou Tong’s whereabouts.
“Reporting to Your Majesty, Guest Senior just left the palace, and a guard team is following him.”
“In that case, I can rest easy. Even if someone is reckless, they wouldn’t dare to act openly, right?” She recalled Zhao Wutian’s appearance, already guessing that he would be a threat to Zhou Tong.
“Strange, why does my back hurt so much?”
Qian Miaoyu looked down and found two footprints imprinted on her waist.
“Who dares to kick me in my dreams?!”
