After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

what happened?

Why was he imprisoned in a cauldron?
"Junior sister, what are you doing?" Lei Ming asked, struggling continuously and making a thudding sound in the cauldron.

Shao Yin ignored him and started to take out the formation.

This is a nice place, flat, with a wide view, no large areas of alien plants, and no dens made by monsters.

If the monks get closer, they will be able to find it quickly.

Suitable for setting up camp.

She set up formations layer by layer, defense formations, invisibility formations, confusing formations, and nested formations. The arrangement was as rigorous as when she was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Junior sister!" Thunder shouted in the cauldron, "What are you going to do? Why did you lock me up in here?"

He struggled hard, but he couldn't use even one percent of his strength, let alone mobilize a single bit of spiritual power.

At this moment, how could he not understand that he had been tricked?

"what did you do to me?!"

Shao Yin heard that he was still pretending to be a hypocrite and laughed, "Aren't you tired of pretending?"

"Junior sister, what are you talking about?" Lei Ming asked seriously, "Did you misunderstand something?"

Shao Yin sneered, ignored him and concentrated on setting up the formation.

"Junior Sister Wu Huang!" Thunder rang in the cauldron, "Let me out first, and we can talk it out."

"Bitch! Let me go!" Seeing that Shao Yin didn't respond, he finally couldn't keep up his hypocritical face.

"Do you know who I am?"

"My ancestor is a Mahayana master of the Changyin Sect!"

"If I make any mistake, my ancestor will never let you go!"

He said all kinds of harsh words, but Shao Yin just ignored him.

Being locked in the pitch-black cauldron, he couldn't see his hand in front of him. His consciousness became increasingly light and his strength gradually drained away. He was now not even as good as a Qi-refining cultivator.

"Junior sister, Junior sister Wu Huang." He softened his posture, "You are beautiful and young, why do you have to be so depressed?"

"If you have anything to say, let's talk it out. If you want something, just ask. If I have it, I will give it to you, Junior Sister."

"Don't let your mind wander and lead you astray."

"Junior Sister Wu Huang?"

"Bitch!"

"Let me out quickly!"

Finally, Shao Yin finished setting up the formation. He straightened up, took out a spiritual fruit, and walked around the formation while chewing it.

"Done." There was nothing missing, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

He threw the core of the spiritual fruit into the blood lake, then stepped into the formation and activated it.

"Stop yelling." She smiled, opened the lid of the tripod, and pulled Lei Ming out. "I won't kill you. There is no misunderstanding."

Lei Ming was finally released and saw the light of day again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He rolled on the grass, got up, and his ferocious expression faded a little: "Junior sister, what are you doing? You scared me."

He secretly circulated his spiritual power, which made him more frightened.

Shao Yin walked over and slapped him twice on the head: "Junior sister? Your master is the sister of the Mahayana ancestor! Are you worthy of that?"

After two slaps, all of Lei Ming's teeth were loosened and he spat out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with a few teeth.

"You, you--" He looked at her in shock and anger, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Shao Yin slapped him twice more, and this time all his teeth were knocked out, and his handsome face was swollen like a pig's head.

"I don't have time to pay attention to you, but you come up to me!"

Shao Yin raised her leg and kicked him: "You vile thing."

She was busy with something, and she had no intention of paying attention to a mere creature that coveted her pure yin body.

But he was such a jerk that he had to bump into her hand.

Lei Ming was already in a daze, and after being slapped several times by her, he was now dizzy and couldn't even get up.

A dignified Jindan cultivator is certainly not so useless.

But he was intoxicated by her intoxicating fragrance, and now he was like a drunkard, at the mercy of others.

Shao Yin raised her hand and hung him up, head down, hanging in the air.

The brain was filled with blood, and Lei Ming felt even more dizzy: "What are you doing? Put me down."

Shao Yin put her fingers together like a sword and cut a cross on his head, and immediately drops of blood flowed down.

His scalp hurt. Under normal circumstances, Lei Ming would have been alert. But he was dizzy at the moment. He felt something was wrong but was not alert. "What are you going to do?"

Shao Yin said: "Let me bleed you."

As he spoke, he took out herbs from his storage ring and threw them into the Qiankun imitation cauldron.

"Bleeding? Why?" Lei Ming was hung upside down, with bright red blood dripping down, and he asked in a daze.

Shao Yin glanced over: "Did you meet me by chance, or did you come prepared?"

Lei Ming's eyes had lost their clarity and were dull and fixed, like a fool: "I came prepared. I put a chasing incense on you."

Shao Yin nodded and guessed it.

So she doesn't look down on anyone. Look, didn't he put the chasing incense on her without her noticing?
"What do you want me to do?" she asked again.

Lei Ming answered more honestly: "Be with you, win your favor, become your Taoist partner, and practice together."

To be honest, Shao Yin's Soul-Intoxicating Fragrance does not have the effect of making people tell the truth.

But people who have been poisoned by the Soul-Intoxicating Fragrance are in a trance and no longer have the intelligence to lie, so they just say whatever they want.

"What if I don't agree?" Shao Yin asked.

Lei Ming's mind was in a trance. He didn't know he was guilty when she asked him this, and he didn't know how to hide it: "You must agree."

"Heh." Shao Yin chuckled.

He was not wronged.

This person's death is not a pity.

She threw the herbs one by one into the black cauldron, then took out the water-controlling talisman and filled the cauldron with water.

Looking back, a small pool of thick blood plasma had already accumulated below the thunder. But the blood was still dripping, and it would probably continue to drip for a while.

She waved her hand to put him down, and began to untie his robes and take off his magic weapons.

"You, what are you doing?" At this moment, Lei Ming finally became alert, "Don't touch my things!"

Shao Yin raised her eyes, looked at him and said, "What do you mean by your things? You are mine, and your things are mine too."

Lei Ming was stunned and retorted: "It's not yours, it's mine. You are mine, and yours are also mine. Mine is not yours."

Who is he? A genius with a thunder spirit, a genius who is about to break through to the Mahayana stage. She? A mere pure yin body, just his cauldron.

"Heh." Shao Yin laughed softly, and pulled off everything on him, leaving him only in his underwear. "I won't kill you." She said, raised her hand and hung him up again, continuing to bleed him.

He is the core member of the Lei family. Lighting the life lamp is his basic skill, and he doesn't know what other tricks he has.

Although she had been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, she might not be able to kill him. Moreover, many big families had secret methods that could see the memories of their disciples before their death and identify the murderer.

She is now a disciple of Tianque and has a master who is a spirit-transforming master. It's ok for her to scare outsiders, but if the Mahayana cultivator from the Lei family gets serious, Yunhua will be the first one to push her to death.

Lei Ming was poisoned by the Soul-Intoxicating Incense and had most of his blood drained away. He became increasingly dazed. He said slowly, "It hurts."

"It's your turn." Shao Yin said.

He took out the flying boat given by Patriarch Liu, took out the sword, and began to cut the dragon elephant wood.

She had no intention of repairing this flying boat, because it would cost spirit stones and time.

The monks of Tiangong Pavilion said that it was difficult to find materials for the dragon elephant wood. It would take time to adjust the materials and to repair it. It would take three to five years to repair it.

She took the time to build a new one.

He shaved off pieces of dragon elephant wood and threw them under the black cauldron, then took out the fire-control talisman and threw it over.

She has water spirit roots, and cannot resist fire, nor can she subdue fire. However, this dragon elephant wood has a higher ignition point, so she can use it to burn.

The dragon elephant wood was ignited, and the white flames licked the bottom of the imitation tripod, and soon a gurgling sound came from the tripod.

Shao Yin turned her head and saw that the blood had almost been drained, so she waved her hand and threw the man into the cauldron.

"what!"

As soon as he was thrown into the cauldron, Lei Ming immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered and struggled desperately.

"Bitch!"

"Let me go!"

"If you dare to touch me, the entire Lei family will fight you to the death!"

The severe pain made his muddled mind regain some clarity, and he finally put the whole thing into perspective.

"It's your blessing to be my furnace tripod!"

"At worst, I'll give you a name!"

He looked vicious, and it was obvious that he didn't understand his situation.

Shao Yin raised her hand and waved, and the black tripod lid flew up, then fell heavily, covering the black tripod tightly.

This is the same material and craftsmanship as the ancient Qiankun Ding. If it were not for the will of heaven, this would be Qiankun Ding No. 2.

Just a thunder and you’ll never be able to escape.

"what!!"

"what!!!"

"Let me out! Let me out!!"

A scream rang out from the cauldron, so shrill that it could make fish sink to the depths of their bodies and geese fall to the ground.

Shao Yin clearly saw a bird flying in the sky. It was frightened and lost a few feathers. It flapped its wings and quickly changed direction and flew away.

Shao Yin smiled and said, "Just bear with it."

Take out a cushion and sit cross-legged.

This is the center of a nested array. Not to mention that there are no cultivators passing by, even if there are cultivators passing by, they will be affected by the confusing array and subconsciously think that there is nothing interesting here, so they will leave.

He can shout as much as he wants.

"Just kill me..." On the third day, Lei Ming could no longer shout. His voice was weak and full of exhaustion.

He has cursed, begged, cried bitterly, confessed and begged for mercy.

Shao Yin remained indifferent.

By now, Lei Ming no longer expected to live, he only wanted to die.

What Mahayana, what ascension, what chosen one of heaven, under the constant pain of burning soul and cutting body, all are like bubbles, out of reach.

"It would be a pity to kill you." Shao Yin calculated the time, opened the lid of the tripod, and threw in another pile of herbs. "I said, I won't kill you."

How much spiritual energy did a Jindan cultivator absorb, how many elixirs and spiritual objects did he consume to reach this level? He died, what a waste.

From the very beginning, Shao Yin had no intention of killing him.

The thunder rose and fell in the scorching sea like a tiny speck of dust. The light moved away from him, and he felt like he was trapped in a small space and would never see the light of day again.

"Please, spare me." His voice was so weak that it could hardly be heard. "Please."

Endless fear pressed down like a mountain, pressing him at the end of darkness. Lei Ming no longer had the arrogance of a favored child of heaven, but only the humility under endless fear.

The female cultivator's indifferent voice came from a distant place: "If I beg you, will you let me go?"

Lei Ming finally remembered that he had originally intended to use her as a cauldron.

Let her go? How is that possible?

He wants to become an immortal, to ascend to heaven, to become the best among men, to be a person who can shake the mountains and the earth with a wave of his hand.

Even if she cried beautifully and had a sad face, he would at most show a little pity for her, but he would not let her go.

"How could this be?"

She was obviously supposed to be his cauldron, so why was he the one being thrown into the cauldron to be refined?

The look of her hiding behind him weakly and begging for his protection that day seemed fake.

The light above his head gradually became as small as a sesame seed, and then as small as dust. Then, even if he tried his best, he could no longer see any light.

"You are not..." a pure yin body.

How could there be such a pure yin body? She was an evil cultivator, a demon, that was why she acted so evilly.

The gurgling sound in the black cauldron disappeared.

Shao Yin stood up from the mat, her eyes flashing with anticipation, but also a little uncertainty. She bit her lip and slowly walked to the black cauldron.

She waved her hand gently, and the lid of the tripod slowly slid open, revealing what was inside.

The medicinal liquid had already been absorbed, and in the clean black cauldron sat the body of a handsome man.

The skin was white, jade-like, and reflected a hard and beautiful color. She closed her eyes and did not move.

"Yu Nu." Shao Yin called softly.

The handsome man didn't move at all, his chest didn't rise or fall at all, and he didn't react at all.

"Look at me." She slapped her head in frustration, "I forgot about it."

I haven't done this for many years and I actually forgot the most important step.

A drop of blood was forced out from between his fingers and dripped onto the handsome man's forehead. The next moment, the handsome man's chest rose and fell, and he opened his eyes and looked out of the cauldron.

"Yu Nu." Shao Yin called softly.

The handsome man looked at her, his eyes bright, pure and clear: "Master."

(End of this chapter)