While the immortal realm was engulfed in a storm of blood and chaos, the space within the Mist of Causality of the Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror remained serene, untouched by the passage of time.
At this moment, there were still two and a half hours left before returning this Chaos Supreme Treasure. Since there was nothing else to do, Chen Yi decided to let the Little Golden Dragon try to awaken the slumbering spirit of the Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror and establish communication.
Artificially crafted magical treasures are generally not imbued with sentience, as a treasure developing its own thoughts could lead to operational delays or even distortions in control—fatal flaws in high-intensity battles against enemies!
Only naturally born spiritual treasures can give rise to artifact spirits. If such a spirit encounters a kind-hearted master, it might avoid being instantly refined. But if it falls into the hands of a ruthless individual, the spirit—an uncontrollable variable—would undoubtedly be eradicated without hesitation.
As the highest tier of natural spiritual treasures, Chaos Supreme Treasures are rarely stripped of their spirits. While the presence of a spirit may cause slight operational delays, it can also yield unexpected advantages—like a wildcard, capable of delivering a decisive, match-winning strike when conditions are right!
Of course, Ling Xiao was an exception.
He was no ordinary man. As an emperor of immortals drowning in wealth, wielding three Chaos Supreme Treasures, sacrificing one to secure the foundation of his imperial ascension meant nothing to him—in fact, it was a bloody bargain!
In stark contrast, the former master of the Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror, the Supreme Sovereign of the Divine Realm, was different. Whether he was wealthy or not aside, Chen Yi could first confirm one thing: he was undoubtedly kind-hearted.
The reason was simple...
The spirit of the Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror had been raised too well. Its manifested form was that of a young boy—delicate and fair, wearing a blue baseball cap, a white shirt, shorts, and a pair of stylish sneakers.
Several strands of primordial Dao marks encircled its body, serving as both protection and nourishment. It slept peacefully, utterly unresponsive no matter how much it was called.
After all, only those pretending to sleep cannot be awakened. Chen Yi had already used the mirror with great effort, yet it acted as if it felt nothing, completely ignoring him—even taking the time to roll over mid-slumber...
If not for the need to maintain cooperation with the Divine Realm, he would have taught this little spirit the meaning of a merciless iron grip and the torment of nightmares!
Fortunately, the Little Golden Dragon had been rescued. As the incarnation of a Chaos Supreme Treasure's spirit, he should be able to resonate with the Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror's spirit and awaken it through peaceful means.
Judging by the Little Golden Dragon's stunned reaction, it seemed he recognized this spirit too!
"Brother Dragon, what's the plan? Any way to wake this guy up?" Chen Yi's tone was faintly amused as he gazed deeply at the still-dozing spirit.
The Little Golden Dragon pondered for a moment before suddenly exclaiming, "Old Primordial, what the hell are you doing playing dumb? Can you really not recognize me, or are you just pretending?"
The Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror's spirit ignored him, merely rolling over again to continue its serene slumber.
The Little Golden Dragon's lips twitched. "I’ve already turned against Ling Xiao. We’re not enemies anymore. Still won’t talk to me?"
"......"
"Fine, fine! You like pretending, Old Primordial? I suppose you wouldn’t want anyone to know about your... peculiar fondness for being trampled underfoot and ravaged, huh?"
"The delicate paws of a newly transformed catgirl, the jade-like feet of a young maiden, the playful allure of a married woman, the weight of a bear’s paw..."
The Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror's spirit visibly shuddered—but still refused to engage.
Meanwhile, Chen Yi, who had been watching silently, slowly formed a question mark in his mind.
He was baffled.
How could such a depraved preference be associated with a supreme Chaos Treasure?
Then again, it wasn’t that important. Artifact spirits were, after all, non-human entities—having unconventional tastes was perfectly normal!
The real question was... how did the Little Golden Dragon know about this?!
Chen Yi took a deep breath, his gaze toward the Little Golden Dragon growing increasingly... benevolent.
Unaware of the scrutiny, the Little Golden Dragon grew impatient when the mirror’s spirit continued ignoring him. "Old Primordial, you’re really going to be like this?"
"You even dared to—"
"SHUT UP!"
In an instant, a swirl of causal mist materialized and smothered the Little Golden Dragon’s mouth.
The Primordial Heavenly Pivot Mirror’s spirit snapped its eyes open, glaring furiously. "And what about you?! You think you’re any better?!"
"You... you—"
"Me what? Go on, say it!" The Little Golden Dragon’s gaze was clear, brimming with righteous defiance.
After all, only those with dirty secrets fear exposure—but he was pure, untainted by worldly filth. His purity was terrifying!
"You’re a dumbass!"
After much deliberation, the mirror’s spirit ultimately settled on the most vicious insult it could muster.
There was no helping it. This fool was like a blank sheet of paper—his abilities shared similarities with the mirror, capable of reflecting the myriad heavens, yet untouched by the stains of the mortal world. All he cared about was tinkering with his Primordial Chaos Creation Dao, blindly pledging loyalty to that heartless ingrate Ling Xiao, nearly ending up annihilated.
In a way, he had no weaknesses—or perhaps, he was nothing but weaknesses. A ruin cannot fear collapse.
Thus, with no leverage to exploit, the only option was direct insults—because he truly was a dumbass!
"You—you mother—UGH!" The Little Golden Dragon’s eyes bulged, his composure crumbling.
"Look at you now—neither man nor ghost! Isn’t this all because of your own stupidity? You’ve even wrecked your true form—can you still call yourself a Chaos Supreme Treasure?!" The mirror’s spirit continued its verbal assault.
"SCREW YOU—" The Little Golden Dragon, now livid, lunged forward in a fit of rage.
"Enough, enough! Neither of you has it easy..." Chen Yi quickly intervened.
Ignoring the fact that this was the mirror’s domain, how could a severely weakened spirit hope to fight a fully restored one?
It would only invite humiliation!
"Brother Yi... tell me, am I really a dumbass?"
To Chen Yi’s utter disbelief, the Little Golden Dragon not only failed to appreciate the intervention but even backstabbed him with this question.
Do you really need to ask?
As everyone knew, while Chen Yi might take things out of context, he never lied—not even white lies, as doing so would betray his principles!
Under the Little Golden Dragon’s hopeful gaze, Chen Yi fell silent for a moment before tactfully replying, "You’re not dumb. You’re just... not obviously smart."
The first half of the sentence made the Little Golden Dragon grin—but the second half wiped it right off.
So you’re still calling me stupid?!
Where exactly am I stupid?!
I’m clearly a genius!
"I get it. You talk to him. I need to be alone..."
Like a frost-bitten eggplant, the Little Golden Dragon’s fiery enthusiasm withered instantly. Dejected, he slumped into a corner, listlessly drawing circles on the ground.
What’s wrong with this kid?
Chen Yi shook his head, unable to fathom why the Little Golden Dragon was so fixated on proving his own stupidity.
Probably just too much energy with nowhere to direct it. I’ll toss him into some work for a few days—that’ll sort him out.
Whether he was stupid or not didn’t matter. What mattered was that he was capable!
After all, beasts of burden only need to get the job done, while the boss has far more to consider.
That said, whether the Little Golden Dragon is an idiot or not is something only I can say—what right does a mere artifact spirit like the Untainted Celestial Pivot Mirror have to insult my people? Slapping me in the face like this?!
I’m about to lose it!
Chen Yi immediately fixed a blazing gaze on the artifact spirit of the Untainted Celestial Pivot Mirror.
"Care to explain why you just gave me the cold shoulder?"
"Do you think someone like me, Chen Yi, isn’t worthy of your conversation?"
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