Chapter 2612 - 2604: The Legend of Old

Chapter 2612: Chapter 2604: The Legend of Old

The fluctuation of consciousness was so intense that Feng Jun’s mind felt like a storm was raging within, and his face instantly turned ashen.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, Feng Jun tightened his grip on his breath, gritting his teeth as he asked, "Is this a sign of soul possession?"

"Hold on," the thought reacted swiftly, no longer feeling half-dead and sinister, and its emotions calmed significantly, "I’m a bit surprised... please hold on a moment."

This wait lasted about five or six seconds, with the consciousness of the thought still slightly fluctuating, evidently indicating its emotions were still unstable. Then, it sent a mental message, "This thing, it was obtained from another dimension, right?"

"Yes," Feng Jun responded very confidently, "It seems, senior, you’ve already recognized what this is."

The thought ignored his latter words and continued to ask, "Then this... what is it called?"

"When I acquired it, others referred to it as the Speculator," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice, "However, I have a longtime friend who said it was called the Sun-Mirroring Glass forty thousand years ago."

He explained in detail, but in fact, he wanted to convey that besides seniors in the Earth Realm, he also knew a Big Boss from another cultivation dimension—of any race or creature, anything that has lived for forty thousand years is certainly something noteworthy.

The thought fell silent, and after about ten seconds, it suddenly burst out, "Bullshit, the Speculator, Sun-Mirroring Glass is more like it... yet those fools ultimately never grasped the true essence."

Feng Jun didn’t follow along with further questions because he couldn’t determine the thought’s reaction, so he continued to speak on his own, "No matter what this mirror is called, can you repair it, senior?"

However, the thought still didn’t answer his question and continued to speak on its own, "How did you acquire it?"

Feng Jun still answered honestly, "The mirror was severely damaged, hence obtained by a Nascent Soul. This Nascent Soul, along with others, ambushed me. After I narrowly escaped, I teamed up with friends to strike his sect and obtained the mirror."

This time, the thought finally paid attention to his words, "Teaming up with friends, striking a Nascent Soul’s sect, your connection is indeed commendable. Can you give this mirror to me?"

"Well..." Feng Jun could only wryly smile, "This item is a shared trophy with fellow cultivators, currently under my care. Senior should also know that its level is above True Treasure. Without sufficient reason, I can’t part with it."

Gifting it is out of the question. If you’re interested in buying, give a reasonable reason, and I might sell it at a discount.

Then the thought once again jumped thoughts, "The aura on this mirror... is it the aura of the senior you mentioned? It’s curious, hasn’t that one fallen?"

Feng Jun initially intended to protest again, but hearing this tone, as if they knew the Guardian, he temporarily held back.

"You could say an old acquaintance," the thought didn’t harbor any hostility, only sighed with emotion, "It’s unexpected that it survived, quite an extraordinary event... Who else is alive from Earth?"

"From what I know, only it," Feng Jun answered candidly, "It has made a guardian promise."

"Guardian promise? Hahaha," the thought was initially taken aback, then burst into laughter, "It got tricked indeed."

Feng Jun waited a moment, then when its emotions settled slightly, he solemnly spoke, "I don’t think it’s a trick, is it? Even though it accepted the guardian promise, it survived in the end."

"You don’t understand, you don’t understand," the thought’s consciousness became much livelier, finally no longer sinister; it even was interested in asking, "Hey, why don’t you ask me who it is?"

"I’m not very curious," Feng Jun casually stated, "If you want to tell, I’ll listen. If you don’t want to, I won’t ask."

"Then I won’t say," the thought straightforwardly expressed, not having the desire to show off, though its mood had indeed lightened significantly, "For repairing this mirror, how many Spirit Stones do you intend to pay?"

"Isn’t this something you should price, senior?" Feng Jun wouldn’t fall for this tactic, "If the price is suitable, I’ll repair it; if it’s not, we’ll just walk away, wouldn’t you agree?"

"What if I want to buy this mirror? Name your price," the thought surprisingly imitated, "If the price is right, I’ll buy it."

Feng Jun waved his hand, "Sorry, I can’t name a suitable price. You don’t have a reason to convince me, so there’s no need to buy it."

"Heh," the thought sneered, "If the price isn’t suitable... then I’ll just steal it! I don’t believe that one would come looking for me."

"In the end, still the demeanor of a tyrant," Feng Jun chuckled indifferently, "Even if I set the price lower, you’re bound to seize it in the end. Do you have Spirit Stones, senior?"

The thought was slightly taken aback, then gritted its teeth to declare, "I... I have a Spirit Stone Mine!"

"Don’t kid me, alright?" Feng Jun coldly sneered, "That senior stated it would repair the essence first, before repairing the Sun-Mirroring Glass. Your small Spirit Stone Mine isn’t even worth a single Ultimate Spirit."

"It will repair? Pfft!" the thought scornfully snorted, then realized an issue, "Repairing its essence requires five hundred Ultimate Spirits... are you willing to pay five hundred Ultimate Spirits to restore this mirror?"

Its consciousness uncontrollably trembled.

"Senior, you’re overthinking," Feng Jun laughed upon hearing it, "If you want to buy this Sun-Mirroring Glass, I’ll sell it for fifty Ultimate Spirits... though a bit damaged, it is after all a treasure above True Treasure, certainly worth a hundred Ultimate Spirits."

"You’re talking nonsense!" the voice burst out furiously, "This is at least an ancient replica! Fifty Spirit Stones... who do you think you’re looking down on?"

Feng Jun was taken aback for a moment, then he waved the Storage Talisman he had taken out, "Even your broken ancient artifact is being sold for fifty Spirit Stones, senior."

"A broken ancient artifact and one that can be repaired, are they the same price?" the voice was about to lose it.

"But that’s just a broken ancient artifact from your territory, this is my spoils of war, how can it be the same?" Feng Jun chuckled, "Senior, why don’t you tell me about its background? If it really has a background, I don’t mind giving it to you."

The voice was infuriated, "Even if it has no background, it’s worth more than fifty Spirit Stones."

"Yes, it’s worth five hundred Spirit Stones, but do you have any Spirit Stones?" Feng Jun sneered, "I was thinking of selling it to you for cheap, and you’re mad at me. You really can’t be a good person, can you?"

The voice went silent, but Feng Jun could almost hear it panting with rage. After a long pause, it finally transmitted a thought, "Then just give it to me."

"Then I’ll give it to you," Feng Jun laid the Sun-Mirroring Glass flat in his hand, just as he had shown the Storage Talisman earlier.

The voice was stunned for a moment before asking, "Give it to me... How will you explain it to your companions?"

"This item seems to have a connection with you, senior," Feng Jun replied seriously, "I shall create good karma with you; they will understand."

The voice was speechless for a long while, then gritted its teeth and said, "You just figured out that my Spiritual Energy is not enough to refine it, right?"

"Then can’t I take it back?" Feng Jun also got angry, as he swiftly put it away, "I respect you as a senior, but you can’t keep nitpicking... You want me to give you the Sun-Mirroring Glass and then even fifty Spirit Stones?"

"Wait, listen to me," the voice sounded a bit anxious.

"I’m not waiting," Feng Jun once again tightened his grip on the attracting aura, "The Sun-Mirroring Glass is on Earth, if you want it, go get it yourself!"

"That’s my Twinborn Mirror!" the voice shouted, "If you dare leave, I won’t let you off!"

Feng Jun genuinely wanted to leave, but he couldn’t bear to leave the Space Fleet that was in the midst of exercises. If he left now, they would likely suffer because of it, which made him hesitate—how should he plead with the Guardian to save them?

As he hesitated, he heard the term "Twinborn Mirror," and finally relaxed his hand, "Twinborn Mirror?"

The voice remained silent, likely adjusting its emotions, and only spoke after a long time, "It’s just my speculation."

If it was just speculation, would you really be this agitated? However, he wasn’t interested in exposing the other party, so he just listened.

After a moment of silence, the voice asked, "What is the most famous mirror from ancient times on Earth?"

"The Wind Moon Treasure Mirror," Feng Jun replied without hesitation.

"Not that one," the voice denied his answer decisively, "There’s an even more famous one."

"Then it’s the Demon-Revealing Mirror," Feng Jun had an inkling but he definitely wouldn’t answer seriously.

"The Demon-Revealing Mirror is nothing, it just shows things," the voice became increasingly disgruntled, "Have you never heard of the Yin-Yang Mirror?"

"I have the Yin-Yang Mirror myself," Feng Jun responded blandly, "Kunlun was going too far, so I broke through Kunlun’s Mountain Protection Array, ransacked a bit inside, and took the Yin-Yang Mirror."

"A replica, that’s just a replica!" the voice’s consciousness kept fluctuating, "You’ve never even seen the real Yin-Yang Mirror!"

"So... you are, senior?" Feng Jun asked coldly, "So you are a natural-born spirit, but not a Five Elements Spirit, nor even an Innate Spirit, just a Jing Ling born from the Yin-Yang Mirror?"

"Not a fool, are you," the voice coldly sneered, "Do you think I’m easy to deal with?"

"Not really, I’m kind of relieved," Feng Jun answered honestly, "Luckily, I didn’t rashly attack you, otherwise... it would have been reflected back on me."

"Is that the greatest power of the Yin-Yang Mirror?" The Jing Ling was genuinely annoyed, the function of a mirror-type Magical Treasure varies, but they all have one basic function, which is to reflect damage, to varying degrees.

But it really couldn’t endure just having this basic function, "The right hand brings life, the left hand brings death, that’s the Yin-Yang Mirror... Seeing means life or death!"

Feng Jun shook his head, "This Kunlun mirror doesn’t work, it can at most make you faint, so it’s really just a replica... By the way, since the Yin-Yang Mirror is also from Kunlun, senior, would you be prejudiced against me for robbing Kunlun?"

"What prejudice can I have against you?" the Jing Ling snorted coldly, "I’m a natural-born spirit, not related to Kunlun, just like your senior, I’m a natural-born spirit too... Would I care that it’s my adversary?"

(Updated to, summon monthly tickets.)