Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 443 - 442 Desperate Fight

Chapter 443: Chapter 442 Desperate Fight

This is too inconceivable, could it be that the minced meat the old woman spoke of is actually the fragrant meat soup that’s simmering in the giant cauldron?

At that moment, the air at the center of the formation came to a stagnant freeze.

Lin Hao felt nothing unusual, while Mo Changfeng’s face turned deathly pale.

The minced meat was the fragrant meat soup from the cauldron just now, which must be stewed using the animals from the plains, and those animals were all transformed from humans.

In other words, doesn’t that mean the minced meat soup is actually human flesh soup?

This old woman, using human flesh soup to feed her master, to awaken her master, or to heal her master.

Are Lin Hao and Mo Changfeng top-quality human flesh ingredients?

"Damn!"

Upon realizing all this, Mo Changfeng felt a surge of fury from his abdomen rush to his crown, and his head heated up in anger.

In his life, Mo Changfeng imagined many ways he might die.

Killed in fights, dying of old age, assassinated through schemes, or even starving to death while treasure hunting. But he never thought he’d end up being cooked in a soup pot to be eaten by someone else!

Such a way of dying was simply an insult to Mo Changfeng, intolerable. He couldn’t bear the thought of his body being thrown into that great cauldron and slowly stewed into soup until not even a scrap of bone remained.

Such a death was too miserable, too... insignificant!

"I absolutely cannot die like this!"

At this moment, Mo Changfeng’s head was throbbing; his mind was buzzing as he saw the ghostly granny slowly clear the remnants from the cauldron. Mo Changfeng felt as if his life was getting shorter, as if in the next moment, he would be thrown into the great cauldron to be boiled into meat soup.

No! Absolutely not like this!

Mo Changfeng’s eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and a surging killing intent radiated from him.

This man, he’s determined to fight for his life!

Lin Hao stood aside, sensing every change in Mo Changfeng clearly. He understood what Mo Changfeng wanted to do. However, Lin Hao did not stop him.

First of all, what Lin Hao needed now was time. Facing a powerful existence like the ghostly granny, Lin Hao was just a reincarnated immortal emperor with cultivation at the Refining God Realm. To survive, one must either strike successfully or face a dead end.

Lin Hao could not afford to gamble without certainty, or until the very last moment he wouldn’t even move a finger. He needed to refine the Primordial Stones as quickly and as greatly as possible.

Furthermore, Lin Hao needed time, and Mo Changfeng’s reckless action could buy him that time.

As for whether Mo Changfeng might die first, Lin Hao was by no means a Saint Mother.

"It’s almost ready, no rush, this is a divine cauldron from the Ancient Era, perfect for refining minced meat. But, for each stewing, it’s necessary to clean it thoroughly, then gently heat the cauldron with a mild fire, and only after adding the second pot of herbal medicine can the best effect be achieved."

The ghostly granny had her back toward the two, seemingly unaware of the soaring killing intent emanating from Mo Changfeng, she carefully cleaned out the residues from inside the giant cauldron, and then snapped her fingers.

"Snap!"

A pale blue Samadhi True Fire sprang from the granny’s fingertips, falling into the giant cauldron.

"Boom!"

When the True Fire entered the cauldron, the flames blazed immediately, turning the huge ancient cauldron a faint blue. As the True Fire scorched, the cauldron began to flicker with light, and one strange rune after another appeared on its body.

Mo Changfeng didn’t bother observing the Giant Cauldron, but Lin Hao glanced at it with the corner of his eye, and to his surprise, the runes flickering on the ancient cauldron were actually Huaxia script from the Ancient Era!

This Giant Cauldron was related to Huaxia!

How strange, could it be possible that Heavenly Slaying Lord or this old woman was a powerful being from ancient Huaxia?

But, whether it is so or not, what difference does it make right now? Lin Hao knew that this old woman would never let him and Mo Changfeng go.

Lin Hao’s thoughts flashed by, and the old witch governing the spirits had already heated up the cauldron. With a flick of her finger, the Samadhi True Fire disappeared instantly. The cauldron, now spotless, exuded a divine and solemn aura.

"Alright, the Divine Cauldron is cleansed. Now, we can begin the concoction. May the heavens bless my lord, for today we have obtained such fine meat mince. Since it is so, we shall use the best recipe to refine it."

The old witch smirked with satisfaction as she spoke to herself while looking at the Giant Cauldron, though it seemed as if she was addressing Lin Hao and Mo Changfeng. However, just as her words fell, Mo Changfeng could no longer contain himself!

"If you want to eat me, you’ll have to kill me first!"

With a thunderous roar, Mo Changfeng burst forth, brandishing his Treasure Sword and striking at the old woman in one blow!

Rather than being boiled to mush in the pot, it was better to die in combat—this was the death befitting a Cultivator! And the old witch was still turning her back to Mo Changfeng, giving him a glimmer of hope.

No matter what, it was time to stake everything on one throw. As for what Lin Hao wanted to do, Mo Changfeng didn’t care; he was ready to fight for his life!

"One Strike Qichen!"

Amidst the roaring, Mo Changfeng and his sword united, transforming into a streak of light aimed at the old woman’s back.

In an instant, the entire formation’s center filled with Sword Energy, chilling the air.

But the old witch still didn’t turn around!

"Want to die? No, no, no, if I kill you now, the cauldron’s effectiveness will be reduced. The meat mince must be alive in the cauldron and fuse with the precious herbs, that is the superior choice."

The old witch let out a cold laugh, tapping her Skull Crutch lightly on the ground.

"Thud!"

A light sound echoed as a willow leaf-shaped black gleam shot out from the eye sockets of the skull atop her crutch, colliding precisely with Mo Changfeng’s Sword Energy.

"Aah!"

Without a violent collision, the black gleam plunged into the Sword Energy; Mo Changfeng’s Sword Energy dissipated on its own. The formidable Sword Energy that could split mountains and crack the earth vanished in an instant, and Mo Changfeng was sent flying out from the Sword Energy, his face full of fear as he plummeted to the ground.

"Hey, don’t be in such a hurry."

The old witch hadn’t turned around from the beginning to the end, and just as her voice faded, suddenly, vine-like tendrils stretched out from the surrounding boulders, wrapping around Mo Changfeng before he hit the ground and suspending him in mid-air.

"Removing the malignant aura will achieve the best effect."

Now, the old witch finally turned around, her ancient and sinister gaze finally falling upon Lin Hao.

"You, not bad."

It seemed like praise, but no sooner had the old witch’s words fallen, several blood-red tendrils extended from the boulders, entwining Lin Hao and suspending him in mid-air as well.

"The time has come for the best medicinal meal. Young man, show whatever abilities you have left. Otherwise, you won’t have the chance later."

As the old witch spoke, she slowly moved from the center of the formation towards Lin Hao, looking up at him hanging there, a strange glint in her eyes: "I have been waiting for your move, you know."

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