Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 821 - 0821 Bronze Mirror! (First Update)

Chapter 821: 0821 Bronze Mirror! (First Update)

During the meal called by Fang Sijie, there was some awkwardness, all because of Yinyin’s bold words previously, which made Fang Sijie and Ye Qiu have hardly any interaction.

Ye Qiu mentioned that he was living in the Maple Mountain Villa, to which Fang Sijie awkwardly added a few words of praise.

Leaving Fang Sijie’s house, Ye Qiu felt somewhat complicated.

Thinking about being set up by a little girl to marry her mother, Ye Qiu couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and despair, but to say he felt nothing for Fang Sijie seemed unreasonable.

Fang Sijie was gentle and charming, mature both in handling things and in character, compared to a young lady like Shen Mengchen, her charm was indeed much greater.

Not without reason, because she understands men and knows how to keep things in measure.

As for how he and Fang Sijie would get along, Ye Qiu felt it was best to let things take their natural course. At this time, with his obsession for avenging the Dugu family unresolved, he did not want to involve more people.

Otherwise, it would just harm others.

Faced with a problematic situation, Ye Qiu didn’t want to think too much about it and instead returned to Maple Mountain Villa.

The scenery of Maple Mountain Villa was beautiful, just like the first time he came here, attracted by the plum blossoms, but now during the peak of summer, the stars scattered across the sky, the villa area was lush with greenery, flowers blooming in competition, fragrance pervading.

Ye Qiu walked among them, his heart very peaceful, admiring the scenery in the deep night, feeling a special kind of sentiment.

He could hear the sound of blossoms unfurling, under his spiritual power, watching the buds slowly blossom into their most beautiful form.

He could hear the faint vibrations of ants crawling on the ground, seeing lines of ants carrying food scraps.

All things in nature, everything was so peacefully perfect.

It was like a little piece of untouched paradise, even the distant villas could not disturb this place.

Standing there, all his complicated emotions were emptied, Ye Qiu’s spirit tranquil.

Gradually, Ye Qiu closed his eyes, amidst the blossoming flowers, slowly raised his arms, and performed a silent set of boxing, initiated from the palm.

Ye Qiu’s movements were slow, he didn’t employ any force, just simply practicing his boxing, merging himself with the surrounding environment.

Whether it was the Flood Dragon Devil Fist or the Eagle Snake Xuan Hand, both constantly morphed during the blossoming period.

...

In Japan.

Constantly waiting outside all day, waiting for his master to finish his retreat, Sato Tsuru, upon sensing a strong fluctuation emanating from inside the residence, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master!"

Swish.

The door automatically opened, and a figure slowly stood before Sato Tsuru.

The master had finished his retreat!

Sato Tsuru bowed low to the ground, immediately saying, "Congratulations to the master for the great enhancement of your power, achieving great success in your divine abilities."

The middle-aged man said indifferently, "How is the Rakshasa Gate doing recently?"

Sato Tsuru replied, "Since the master went into retreat, whether it be the royalty or those political figures, they have all been very subdued. The master’s strong authority keeps them from stepping out of line, and even those martial arts folks are also behaving well."

"Anyone who was dissatisfied with our Rakshasa Gate, I have already killed them all. In Japan, the master is the sky, no one dares defy the orders of our Rakshasa Gate."

The middle-aged man nodded, "You’ve done well, you haven’t wasted the powerful strength I bestowed upon you. As far as I know, the person you hate is that same one who repeatedly eradicated the Rakshasa Gate’s operations in China, am I right?"

As soon as Sato Tsuru thought of Ye Qiu, he couldn’t help but clench his teeth angrily, "Indeed, I have always wanted to take revenge on him, but since my master was about to go into seclusion, I was worried about his safety and didn’t dare to leave, so I temporarily put aside my hatred. Now that my master has finished his seclusion, it’s time for me to settle this with him."

"Since you are so determined to kill him, I’ll accompany you and see how capable the man who has slaughtered my Rashomon so many times really is," the middle-aged man said indifferently.

Hearing that he would go to Huaxia with his master to take revenge, Sato Tsuru was overjoyed. He knew the horror of Ye Qiu. Although he was different from before and had been endowed with great power from his master, Sato Tsuru still wasn’t very sure of himself, especially since all the people under his command had been killed by Ye Qiu, including another rival of equal renown who was also killed by Ye Qiu. With such prowess, it was uncertain whether he could defeat Ye Qiu.

But now that his master was also going, Sato Tsuru felt reassured. If he couldn’t defeat Ye Qiu himself, as long as the master made a move, Ye Qiu, no matter how powerful, would surely face death.

"But before we head to Huaxia, I need to meet someone and retrieve something," the middle-aged man said.

Sato Tsuru respectfully said, "I am at your disposal to arrange as you see fit."

The next day.

Sato Tsuru followed the middle-aged man to an ancient temple in Japan and took out an important artifact that was enshrined there.

Anyone who tried to stop them was killed by Sato Tsuru.

"Master, what is this?"

"A bronze mirror," the middle-aged man revealed a hint of joy as he gently caressed the mirror, which was engraved with turtles, cranes, and auspicious clouds, and carried a special meaning.

"This is a Divine Artifact of Japan, please return it to its original place," at that moment, a person approached, clothed as a Buddha, resembling a living Bodhisattva.

The middle-aged man looked at the newcomer and asked indifferently, "What relation are you to Wumoni?"

"You actually know my great-great-grandfather?" The elderly man in Buddhist attire suddenly looked surprised, not expecting this audacious man who dared to take away their family’s guarded Japanese Divine Artifact to also know his ancestor’s name.

"So you’re his great-great-grandson. Well, it makes sense. I’ve been away for so many years; Wumoni could not possibly still exist," the middle-aged man said indifferently. He seemed like a divine being, his eyes revealing an undisturbed acceptance of life and death, deep and profound like the universe.

"No matter who you are, you cannot move this Divine Artifact. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy." The Buddhist attired elder still spoke decisively, as guarding the mirror was the duty of his ancestors. Even if it were the royal family before him, his attitude would remain the same.

This Divine Artifact was crucial for stabilizing the fortune of Japan and could not be mishandled.

"Since you are a descendant of Wumoni, I won’t kill you, but I’m taking this bronze mirror," the middle-aged man said indifferently.

The elder in Buddhist attire immediately made a move, releasing his strength explosively, his powerful presence causing even Sato Tsuru to jump in fright.

This powerful aura was at least ten or a hundred times stronger than the realm of True Qi, certainly at the level of a legendary realm.

Who would have thought that a legendary master, staying for years in an ancient temple, was actually only there to protect an ancient mirror.

Sato Tsuru stood in front of the middle-aged man, but the elder moved as fast as a leopard, his speed so fast it was shadowless, slapping Sato Tsuru away with one palm.

He struck straight at the middle-aged man’s back.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and his gaze fell on the Buddhist elder, which instantly made the elder freeze, unable to move involuntarily.

He showed a terrified expression, simply a glance from the man was enough to immobilize him.

This...

"This bronze mirror was originally mine; I am merely reclaiming my possession. Considering you have guarded it for many years, I will spare your life for this offense. But if there is a next time, even if Wumoni were alive, I would still kill you without hesitation!"

The middle-aged man slowly disappeared from the elder’s sight, and it took a long while before he could move again.

"Who exactly is this person?" The elder knew better than to take action, as the opponent was terrifyingly powerful. Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly remembered a name his father had told him about, which was the reason their family had always guarded the mirror.

"Could it really be him?" The Buddhist attired elder suddenly froze, that name and the deeds associated with it had been passed down from his ancestors, and the figure of the middle-aged man that just left matched those legendary traits precisely.