The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 132 - 95 Good Cauldron_2

Chapter 132: Chapter 95 Good Cauldron_2

Scolded by him, the tiger on the cauldron let its porcupine-like fur droop down, its eyes also losing their luster, seemingly having suffered a great blow. Even Ning Xiaoxian, who had just been insulted by its words, felt a tinge of sympathy. Yet Changtian’s heart remained as firm as iron, as he pointed at it and said:

"This creature’s true form is called Qiongqi. On the day the cauldron was completed, the original owner of this cauldron and I went into the mountains to find the evil beast ’Qiongqi’ and took a few drops of its essence blood to forge the cauldron. Since then, the Artifact Spirit has taken on the image of Qiongqi."

Qiongqi! She was greatly shocked in her heart. In the book Mr. Bai lent them, it mentioned this ancient evil beast "Qiongqi," a monster that looked like a tiger with wings. It primarily hunted humans, was able to speak human language, and when it knew of a dispute among people, it often devoured the righteous; if it knew of someone who was loyal and trustworthy, it would eat their nose; knowing of someone committing evil, it would hunt wild animals and present them to that person, thus being an evil beast with a completely inverted sense of right and wrong.

The book also mentioned that such evil beasts were tremendously powerful. Changtian and his friend not only found Qiongqi in the mountains, but also "took" a few drops of its essence blood. She didn’t believe that such an ancient evil beast would willingly let them take its essence blood. Changtian spoke lightly of it, but she couldn’t imagine how fierce the battle must have been at the time.

Of course, the winners in the end were them; otherwise, this tiger would not have been depicted on the cauldron.

Instead of her doubts being cleared, they only grew more and more. "What exactly is going on? Tell me everything from the beginning," she said weakly.

"It’s quite simple. That cultivator Liu Manzi somehow got his hands on the Fu Yu Tripod but couldn’t make it move, naturally thinking it was a fake," Changtian narrated the sequence of events, making it clear for her to understand.

The Fu Yu Tripod was indeed forged by his friend who excelled in alchemy. Before being captured into the God Demon Prison, he did not bring the Pill Furnace with him, which presumably got lost somewhere. The Fu Yu Tripod needed to be empowered by the Dan Qi produced during alchemy to grow stronger, but after being buried in the ruins, who could use it for alchemy? Therefore, in the ensuing thirty thousand years, its stored Divine Power became less and less. To preserve itself, it had no choice but to enter a deep slumber.

The original owner of the tripod was a Daluo Golden Immortal, and only by being imbued with Divine Power could it be awoken. But as millennia passed in this world, more than thirty thousand years have elapsed, and the myriad God Demons have disappeared, so where could one find another immortal with Divine Power? Naturally, no one could awaken the Fu Yu Tripod either.

After Liu Manzi got hold of the tripod, he also wanted to use it for alchemy, but like countless previous owners before him, he failed. However, this guy really had some crooked talent, and he actually came up with a trick. He packaged the body of the tripod, painting it with a special pigment to make it purple-golden, and drew extremely mysterious runes on it, perfecting the packaging and presentation, then sold it to someone else.

This thing was truly disguised flawlessly, especially with the purple nebula inside swirling autonomously, giving it an extraordinary and mystical appearance, and it actually fooled many cultivators’ eyes.

And now, Liu Manzi had already fled far away, after taking the Spiritual Medicine from Master Tantai and his injuries slightly healed, he started to mutter spells. When he obtained the Fu Yu Tripod, he had dripped blood on it, completing the blood oath. Normally, after chanting the spell, the Pill Furnace would instantly fly back into his hands, convenient for him to find another ’fat sheep’ to deceive. But today was odd, no matter how he urged it, the furnace was nowhere to be found.

This unlucky fellow chanted spells for half the night, nearly staring holes in the air, yet the Fu Yu Tripod never appeared. In the end, he could only let out a long sigh: Fine. This furnace was already weird, being a dud and yet capable of repeatedly returning to his side. Now that it’s behaving a bit strangely by not coming back, it’s not surprising.

As Changtian explained, Qiongqi was also engrossed, gradually lifting its head, and the previous sense of defeat seemed to vanish. Suddenly, it giggled and said: "That fool actually still tries to summon me back with a spell. Little does he know I’ve found Lord Changtian; in this lifetime, he’d never see me again!"

This flattery was loud and clear! Ning Xiaoxian looked disdainfully at this utterly shameless cauldron.

Changtian, however, shook his head and said: "This is its nature. Qiongqi is a beast that bullies the kind and flatters the wicked; the Fu Yu Tripod, inheriting its essence blood, possesses similar traits. It would automatically cling to a more savage and cruel owner, which is why it kept running back to Liu Manzi before it met you."

The cauldron quickly hugged his leg and flattered: "Exactly! Lord Changtian is truly wise and astute!"

Really? She glanced sideways at the cauldron: "It seems you’re quite unreliable, ready to betray at any moment! Since that’s the case, why should I keep you?"

Before Changtian could reply, the cauldron bounced three feet high, righteously proclaiming: "Since I’ve found Lord Changtian, I will never serve another master in this lifetime! In this world, where else could there be a master more ferocious and ruthless than Lord Changtian?!"

Oh? Her heart skipped a beat. What did the cauldron mean by that? Was Changtian the most vicious and ruthless person in this world? Did she accidentally overhear something she shouldn’t have?

As Qiongqi was feeling proud, its Divine Soul suddenly sensed a piercing chill. Turning its head towards Changtian, it saw the great master it planned to faithfully serve with a dark face, and the Mysterious Netherworld Divine Fire in his hand had silently turned to pure black, the Soul Burning Fire that could scatter its soul! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)