Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Pfft! Pervert!

The Patriarch of the Bliss Sect reached out and grabbed towards the sky.

The massive cauldron descended directly upon Ming.

Even as the Bliss Sect Patriarch’s body and divine soul gradually dissipated, the final spell cast upon the Mandarin Duck Cauldron had taken effect.

Even if the Bliss Sect Patriarch was dead, the great cauldron would still carry out its master’s last command.

Ming looked up at the descending cauldron, his expression calm, without a trace of disturbance.

In Ming’s mind, he was already destined to die, with no hope of survival.

If anything, he was lucky to have taken down the Bliss Sect Patriarch.

If only there was no smoke, Ming would have sat on the ground with a bottle of white liquor and a cigarette, waiting for death.

Just as the cauldron was about to cover Ming, a black figure flashed past his peripheral vision.

Then, Ming caught a whiff of a faint fragrance.

Ming shifted his gaze from the sky, looked down, and asked in confusion, “What are you doing? Why did you come back?”

Mo Zhu’er blinked her eyes, “Of course, I’m here to help you. Aren’t you moved?”

“The Bliss Sect Patriarch is already dead. How are you helping me? Hurry up and go!” Ming said exasperatedly. If she didn’t quickly take Sheng Sheng to the Heavenly Profound Gate to get the antidote, why was she coming back now? Was her brain broken? “Go where?” Mo Zhu’er looked around.

“Are you stupid? Didn’t you see that huge cauldron?”

“Ding”

Before Ming could finish speaking, the great cauldron covered both Ming and Mo Zhu’er.

Inside the cauldron, it wasn’t pitch black but emitted a soft glow, giving an ethereal beauty.

It was only then that Ming realized Mo Zhu’er had done this intentionally.

But Ming couldn’t understand what purpose she had by being trapped in the same cauldron as him?

Looking for death? “What sinister schemes do you have?” Ming asked Mo Zhu’er in confusion.

“What do you mean by sinister schemes? This girl came to save you.” Mo Zhu’er said irritably, feeling like her goodwill was being wasted.

“Hmph.” Ming let out a cold laugh, “If you’re saving me, then pigs might fly.”

Mo Zhu’er gritted her teeth, “What kind of person do you think I am?”

“Deceitful, shameless.” Ming replied.

Mo Zhu’er kicked Ming’s knee.

“Hisss” Ming sucked in a breath of cold air.

“You came here just to torture me deliberately?” Ming asked coldly.

“That’s right! I’m here to make your death as painful as possible!” Mo Zhu’er said irritably, “I’ll return all the humiliations you’ve inflicted on me these days!”

Ming felt that Mo Zhu’er wasn’t telling the truth.

Something was off with her, like she’d taken the wrong medicine.

But he couldn’t quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Meanwhile, the Mandarin Duck Cauldron had already taken effect. Ming felt every inch of his skin burning.

If nothing unexpected happened, within the time it takes to burn an incense stick, he would be reduced to a pool of blood by the Mandarin Duck Cauldron.

“Do you know what kind of cauldron this is?”

Perhaps deciding arguing with this guy was meaningless, they stopped arguing and got to the point. “Mandarin Duck Cauldron?” Ming said casually.

Mo Zhu’er blinked her eyes, “Don’t you know?”

“I guessed. After all, there’s a pair of mandarin ducks painted on the cauldron,” Ming said.

Mo Zhu’er: “…”

“This cauldron is indeed called the Mandarin Duck Cauldron. Its greatest function lies in dual cultivation. If dual cultivation is practiced inside the cauldron, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort.”

Mo Zhu’er explained to Ming.

“Of course, the Mandarin Duck Cauldron can also be used to kill enemies.

All dharma instruments related to ‘cauldrons’ mainly use ‘subjugation’ as their method to defeat foes.

However, the methods of ‘subjugation’ differ.

The ‘subjugation’ method of the Mandarin Duck Cauldron is to trigger one’s most primal desires. In other words, it forcibly maximizes a man’s yang energy and a woman’s yin energy.

When the man and woman inside the cauldron cannot harmonize yin and yang, the man will explode and turn into a pool of blood, while the woman will become an ice sculpture, shattering into pieces.”

“I see.” Ming nodded.

No wonder when he was closing the distance with Cui Renwang earlier, the cauldron didn’t move at all. It was probably afraid of locking them together, forcing a union against their will.

Wait… Ming realized the key point and looked at Mo Zhu’er, “You mean, we need to…”

“Pfft!” Mo Zhu’er spat a crystal-clear saliva to the side, “Who wants to do that with you! This girl won’t let you take advantage of me like that!”

Mo Zhu’er turned her head, brushing her hair behind her ear, “I’ll circulate my techniques, continuously adjusting the spiritual energy between us to achieve yin-yang balance, achieving a similar effect.

A semi-immortal weapon recognizes its master.

In my view, Cui Renwang never truly gained the acknowledgment of this Mandarin Duck Cauldron. He merely controlled it slightly with a divine soul mark.

After his death, the divine soul mark will gradually dissipate. I estimate it will take about half an hour. We just need to endure for half an hour.

But I have one condition. After we escape, this Mandarin Duck Cauldron belongs to me. You’re not allowed to compete with me for it.”

“No problem.” Ming relied on fists and swords. He had no interest in such things. Even if Ming obtained it, he would likely just use it to pay off debts later.

“Then it’s settled. Sit cross-legged facing me,” Mo Zhu’er said.

Now Ming could only follow her instructions and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Mo Zhu’er also sat cross-legged. Then she noticed that Ming seemed to have pitched a tent.

Mo Zhu’er smirked, “Could it be that you can’t hold back and want to do something to me?”

Ming nodded, “Indeed, I do want to, but even though I want to, I won’t do it.”

Originally, Ming had been affected by Cui Renwang’s palm strike, which had awakened his primal desires.

Now, this large cauldron added another layer of enhancement. With a breathtaking beauty less than half a meter away, he could constantly smell her fragrance.

Ming felt that being able to resist now was already a testament to extraordinary willpower.

“Pfft! Pervert!” Mo Zhu’er spat again, her cheeks slightly red.

[Realized something – if you don’t nap in the afternoon, you generally sleep soundly at night, falling asleep instantly.

By the way, I’m thinking of getting a new car, one that costs eleven or twelve ten-thousand units. It should be a plug-in hybrid, using electricity for commuting and oil for long trips, perfect.

But I heard plug-in hybrids break easily? Is that true?]