Immortals of the End Times

Chapters 161-178-179: Cursed Master Uncle, Empress's Follower, Hua Clan (Two-part series, please subscribe)

"This is the 'Nine Cauldrons Suppressing Dragon Map' that was found in the secret room of Zhong Kui's bedroom. It should be related to the dynasty you mentioned, Wu Ji. And that dynasty is called Xuanming."

Hua Qingshuang took out an ancient scroll from her storage bag.

The scroll is yellowed, clearly showing signs of age.

"The Xuanming Dynasty?" Zhao Wuji immediately recalled the "Xuanming" waist tag hanging from the waist of the man in the python robe he had seen in his dream.

Upon hearing this, Yan Lan sat up straight abruptly: "Is it the dynasty secretly supported by that powerful immortal cultivation clan that devoured the Overlord's Body?"

A hint of apprehension flashed in her beautiful eyes. "This dynasty is eight thousand miles away. I only heard about it when I passed through Black Sand Market and Cold Crow City during my travels."

It is said that the current ruler of that dynasty is a direct descendant of the main branch of that immortal cultivation family, a Golden Core cultivator who uses the nation's destiny to lock in spiritual energy.

"good."

Hua Qingshuang nodded and said, "I only learned about the Xuanming Dynasty from the jade slip left by Zhong Kui. I never expected that over the years, this dynasty has been manipulating the Xuanyu Kingdom with the 'Gu-raising Plan,' and both Linlang Cave Heaven and Qingming Cave Heaven have long become puppets."

Zhao Wuji frowned and said, "We've only discovered the Linlang and Qingming Grotto-Heavens. Who knows how many more we haven't discovered yet?"
In this degenerate age, Zhang Sichen isn't the only madman. I think there are quite a few madmen within the Xuanming Dynasty and those cultivation families as well.

"Yes, the Xuanming Dynasty used this map to absorb the dragon energy of the Xuan Kingdom's dragon vein."

Hua Qingshuang nodded solemnly and pointed to the scroll.

"If the dragon vein hadn't been broken, this map wouldn't have been able to be removed; it seems to correspond to some kind of formation."

She slowly unfurled the scroll, revealing a meticulously drawn giant gate half-hidden by clouds and mist, with nine intertwined chain patterns carved on the door.

Above the door, a five-clawed red dragon coiled, its eyes, which were made of two ancient dragon spirit stones, had shattered. The dragon's tail, which had eerily disappeared into the doorway, also seemed to have been severed by the giant door.

Upon closer inspection of the giant gate on the map, one discovers that the pattern on the gate depicts the mountains and rivers of the Xuan Kingdom. Nine dragon vein nodes are marked with cinnabar on the map, and each node is marked with a bronze tripod.

Hua Qingshuang traced the winding, dragon-like vein patterns on the diagram with her finger. "What is shown in the diagram is the layout by which the Xuanming Dynasty secretly controls the Xuan Kingdom's dragon veins using the Nine Cauldrons."

Zhao Wuji stared intently at the location of the nine cauldrons in his gaze, then his pupils suddenly contracted: "The location of these nine cauldrons..."

He suddenly looked up, “No wonder the spiritual energy dissipated so rapidly after the dragon vein broke.”

I'm afraid the Xuanming Dynasty has already planted a hidden trap in the dragon vein. Once the dragon vein is damaged, the Nine Cauldrons will accelerate the absorption of the remaining dragon energy!
It is highly likely that the dragon energy is now converging into these nine cauldrons, just waiting for the people of the Xuanming Dynasty to come and take them.

If the cauldron is taken away, I fear the dragon vein will never have another chance to be restored.”

Hua Qingshuang's sleeves fluttered without wind as she said in a cold voice, "Indeed, now that the dragon vein is broken, this map has lost its connection. Once they realize this, they will definitely send people to investigate."

She pointed to a cauldron pattern in the picture, saying, "This 'Li Ding' is located below the Xuan Kingdom's imperial tomb, where the dragon's resentment is most intense."

After all I've said, are you still planning to personally reconnect the dragon vein?

Hua Qingshuang raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, and sighed, "With the current strength of the cave, only I am confident I can handle this matter. Let's give it a try, even if it truly proves dangerous."

He shook his head, offering no assurance.

The reason he was somewhat confident and willing to try was that he was not only proficient in setting up formations, but also possessed a fragment of the Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Map, and he also practiced guiding techniques, which allowed him to guide the dragon energy of the earth veins. Finally, he was protected by the Yang Pearl.

With so many advantages, Zhao Wuji would be unwilling to give up and let the dragon vein shatter and the spiritual vein of the cave collapse.

In this degenerate age, every resource is hard to come by, let alone dragon veins and spiritual veins.

Having finally found a precious place to rest and cultivate, how could we easily give it up?

Yan Lan suddenly tossed a red jade talisman to Zhao Wuji and said lazily, "Since you want to manage the dragon vein, take this 'Blazing Sun Heart Protection Talisman' of mine. If you encounter a dragon's wrath and it goes berserk, it will at least hold out for a while."

"This..." Zhao Wuji took the talisman, hesitatingly saying, "Uncle-Master, your Flaming Sun Wheel is already ruined, this precious talisman..."

Yan Lan glared at him, "You underestimate your senior uncle? Do you think my only possession is the Flaming Sun Wheel?"

She gave a light snort and patted her storage bag, saying, "Old Ghost Zhong's Nine Revolutions Primordial Spear is right here with me. It's a magic weapon for concentrating the mind. Once I've mastered the Spear Control Technique, I'll be able to control it."

Hua Qingshuang nodded and said, "In that case, be careful. I will issue an edict in the name of the cave master to help Li Shiyu secure her position in the court."

She paused, then added, “But if you notice Zhang Sichen’s movements while managing the dragon veins… you must not act unilaterally, but send a message immediately.”

The next moment, she suddenly put away the Nine Cauldrons Suppressing Dragon Diagram, and an ice crystal sword token slid out from her sleeve. She pondered and said, "Once the situation has stabilized a bit, I will personally go to the Xuanming Dynasty to investigate."

"Peak Master." Zhao Wuji was startled, no longer addressing him as Cave Master, and was somewhat taken aback.

"No, it's too risky!"

Yan Lan immediately jumped off the couch. "That immortal cultivation clan is one of the five clans that even the former overlord could devour. If you go there, wouldn't you be like a lamb entering a tiger's den?"

Have you forgotten what Wuji said? Those dynasty cultivators could control the people of our Linlang Cave Heaven with a kind of incantation.

Hua Qingshuang shook her head, staring at the sword token in her hand, her eyes filled with complex emotions. "I'm afraid... I am a member of that great immortal cultivation clan."

"What?" Yan Lan was taken aback, and immediately thought of Hua Lengyun, her expression changing slightly.

Seeing Hua Qingshuang's unmoved expression, Zhao Wuji sighed inwardly, knowing that once the Ice Mountain Peak Master made a decision, she would not easily change it.

Moreover, the dynasty and the great immortal cultivation clans involved Hua Lengyun, and he had long anticipated that this day would come.

He immediately pondered and said, "Speaking of the Bloodline Curse, I once forced the cultivators of those dynasties within the secret realm to learn how to cast the curse, but I haven't yet figured out how to break it. Would the two cave masters be willing to give it a try?"

Hua Qingshuang stared at Zhao Wuji with surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"You can cast spells?"

Yan Lan was surprised, and after hesitating, she said, "Alright, cast the spell on me first, so I can experience just how powerful this spell is."

"Alright! Be careful, Uncle-Master!"

Zhao Wuji's expression was solemn as he made a hand seal with his fingertips.

A wisp of spiritual energy transformed into a talisman that emerged from his fingertip, swimming around like a living thing.

He looked at Yan Lan and said in a deep voice, "Senior Uncle, I apologize."

As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman suddenly burrowed into Yan Lan's brow!

"Well!!"

Yan Lan's delicate body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and her spiritual energy surged like boiling water.

Spiderweb-like veins and dark red curse marks emerged beneath her snow-white skin, rapidly spreading from her brow to her entire body.

"Squat down!"

Zhao Wuji issued the order.

Instantly, Yan Lan's long legs bent uncontrollably at the knees, and she slowly squatted down under the power of the spell.

"This is impossible!"

She bit her red lips tightly, her shoulders trembling violently, and she felt a sense of humiliation in her heart. She tried to forcefully break through the restraints with her cultivation at the Concentration Realm.

Instantly, a muffled sound like chains breaking came from within his body, and the dark red runes shattered inch by inch.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Lan shouted sharply, and crimson flames surged around her, seemingly about to break free of control, her spiritual power soaring.

"control!!"

Despite the dizziness caused by the spiritual power, Zhao Wuji made another hand seal, and the second bloodline curse shot out like a venomous snake, accurately piercing the back of her neck.

"what!"

Yan Lan groaned and knelt on the ground, beads of sweat rolling down her flushed cheeks as she gasped for breath, her delicate body trembling.

The cursed markings, like a festering sore, spread again, this time directly invading the meridians.

She struggled to lift her head, her eyes filled with shock and anger: "This spell can actually devour my spiritual power and blood energy to replenish its power and enhance its effect?!"

Seeing this, Hua Qingshuang immediately slashed out with her fingers, unleashing a blue sword aura, but it was repelled the moment it touched the runes.

Her pupils constricted sharply: "This isn't a battle of magic; this curse power is rooted in the very essence of my bloodline!"

"It seems that my senior brother was also cursed long ago."

This kind of spell, which can be traced back to the source of your bloodline, was likely already rooted in you when you were young, and is even more troublesome than the Bewitching Spell of the Cave Heaven.”

Zhao Wuji finished his incantation, his mind somewhat exhausted from the previous confrontation.

If someone is under the spell of the Bewitching Heart Curse, there is a certain probability that they can break free of it by themselves if they have strong willpower and decisiveness.

Ji Mobai had broken through it on his own, and Yan Lan was no exception.

However, the Bloodline Curse is a very high-level bloodline poison curse that forcibly controls the person being controlled, making it extremely vicious.

"That damned Xuanming Dynasty!!"

Yan Lan gritted her teeth, her expression extremely gloomy, her eyes filled with humiliation and murderous intent, as she brushed aside the messy strands of hair on her forehead.

She suddenly looked up, glared at Zhao Wuji, and coldly shouted.

"You must not cast this spell on your senior master again without his permission!"

Zhao Wuji was taken aback, then quickly bowed and smiled, "Of course, Uncle-Master, please rest assured! I would never be so despicable."

He found it amusing that Yan Lan's wary and suspicious nature hadn't changed at all, and that she was always thinking about things that didn't make sense.

Moreover, judging from the opponent's performance just now, it is clear that the Bloodline Curse can control the opponent.

However, he was still able to break through the opponent's overwhelming strength. If it weren't for his powerful soul, he would probably have already broken the curse.

If it were any other Qi Refining cultivator from the Dynasty's Xuanjia Sect who cast the spell, they probably wouldn't have been able to control Yan Lan at all. In that brief moment, it would have been enough for this Nascent Soul expert to suddenly burst into a killing spree.

"Come and try me out!"

At this moment, Hua Qingshuang suddenly took the initiative to invite him.

Zhao Wuji nodded, turned to Hua Qingshuang, and suddenly made a hand seal to cast a spell.

A spiritual energy talisman entered Hua Qingshuang's brow, but it vanished without a trace.

Her frosty face remained expressionless, with only the tips of her hair slightly lifted.

"How could this be?" Yan Lan exclaimed in surprise. "Why weren't you affected by the Bloodline Curse, Junior Sister?"

"It seems."

Zhao Wuji seemed to be thinking, "Perhaps Senior Hua Lengyun avoided this curse for you, Peak Master, back then."

Hua Qingshuang ran her fingers over her brow, which showed no signs of illness, and a ripple appeared in her cold eyes: "I wasn't affected by the Bewitching Heart Curse back then because my father protected me. It's very likely that this Bloodline Curse is the same."

A warmth rose in her heart, and she looked at Zhao Wuji with her beautiful eyes, saying, "It seems that my father has been protecting me all these years. I must go to the Xuanming Dynasty in the future to see if my father is still well."

Yan Lan frowned, a murderous glint appearing in her eyes. "But if you go there, you'll be exposed, and they might even put the bloodline curse on you again."

"These damned bastards! If I can break this curse, I will surely take my revenge on them for daring to control me like this!"

Zhao Wuji said, "Please don't worry, both of you. Although this bloodline curse is strange, it may not be without a solution. I am already studying it."

Unfortunately, due to the lack of relevant scriptures and texts on incantations, progress has been slow for the time being.

"If you're missing any talisman or spell manuals, go to the scripture library."

Yan Lan turned her head and flicked her sleeve, saying firmly, "If there is still a shortage, I can personally go and collect it for you. In short, we must find a way to break this bloodline curse." Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji immediately bowed and accepted the order.

That's exactly what he was waiting for.

If we can decipher the talisman water technique among the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Techniques, and combine it with the pill-playing technique's borrowing pills to cast spells and the medical technique's method of treating Gu poison, perhaps we can break this troublesome bloodline curse.

However, he did not have the authority to directly enter the library and extensively read the ancient books; only the two cave masters granted him that authority.

at the same time.

Beiyun Dizhou, the capital of the Xuanming Dynasty, inside the Zhenlong Hall.

The thirty-six jade pillars with coiled dragons shone like glass in the morning light.

Yuan Qianqiu stood with his hands behind his back on the Dragon-Viewing Platform, the dark gold cloud patterns on his robes undulating slightly with the spiritual energy forcibly gathered by the surrounding array.

He was a guest elder of the Wang family, a powerful immortal cultivation clan in Beiyun Prefecture. Those who could become guest elders of the Wang family all had the cultivation level of the Condensation Realm.

However, cultivation is cultivation, and power is power.

Among the ten guest ministers of the Wang family, he wielded considerable power and had been assigned to oversee the "Six Dragons Paying Homage to the King" plan within the Zhenlong Hall of the Xuanming Dynasty for many years.

However, recently, the plan has run into trouble due to a sudden change in one of the dragons, which has greatly troubled him.

"The Six Dragons Project is nearing its end. In recent years, the focus has been on protecting and developing the main dragon vein, while the other smaller dragon veins are ready to be abandoned at any time. But now is not the right time."

Yuan Qianqiu sighed softly, "If this matter is not handled properly, all my achievements over the years will be diminished. Cultivation resources are already scarce, and this will only make things worse in the future."

"Elder Yuan."

At this moment, a steward dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe flew into the hall, bowed, and presented a jade slip, saying, "The monitoring of the dragon energy in the northern and southern regions of Tianbei has been completed."

"Oh? Let me take a look."

Yuan Qianqiu raised his hand and grabbed the jade slip. The moment it unfolded, the suspended spiritual energy outlined a three-dimensional landscape of the Tiannan region.

The dragon vein light band representing the Xuan Kingdom had dimmed, like a candle flame being choked by an invisible hand.

Yuan Qianqiu frowned slightly, "Where are the people from the Qilin Sword Sect?"

"Reporting to the elder, the Jiange Inspector passed through the Xiaohan Ancient Road five days ago. According to custom, he will stay in Beiyun Prefecture for three months."

"three months"

Yuan Qianqiu ran his fingers along the edge of the jade slip.

This time difference is enough for the delegation to detour around the East Sea. Although it will take more than ten days, it will allow them to avoid the eyes and ears of those sword cultivators.

After all, the Xuanming Dynasty's secret manipulation of other countries' dragon veins was ultimately unacceptable and was strictly prohibited by the Qilin Sword Sect, the leading Taoist sect in Beiyun Prefecture.

This is also why the Xuanming Dynasty has rarely sent cultivators to Tiannan to investigate over the past century.

In the past, it would take at most half a century for two cultivators to be sent to inspect.

Now, with nearly twenty years until the next inspection, trouble has already broken out.

"Pass the order."

Yuan Qianqiu produced a command arrow from his sleeve, "Order the Formation Hall to prepare the spirit boat, activate Class C resources, and depart at Chenshi (7-9 AM) in three days."

Just as the steward was about to leave, he suddenly saw a streak of crimson light flash across the horizon.

In an instant, it swept into the hall, condensing in the air into a nine-petaled plum blossom-shaped ice crystal talisman.

"Hmm? A plum blossom communication talisman?" The steward's pupils contracted slightly.

This is a unique communication method of the Wang family's Hua clan, and the third branch of the Hua clan is gradually becoming more powerful.

In particular, the family sinner who returned more than ten years ago displayed exceptional talent.

He redeemed himself in the Tiannan Secret Realm and won some glory and resources for his family during the Beiyun Sword Tournament, which can be considered a complete turnaround. He regained his status and made the once weak Hua Clan strong again. Now he is highly valued.
"A message from the Hua family."

Yuan Qianqiu's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to catch a communication talisman that looked like an ice crystal petal.

Hua Lengyun's cold voice rang out directly in his mind: "Brother Yuan, the strange phenomenon of the Linlang Cave Heaven's dragon vein is probably related to the cave master, Zhong Kui."

My daughter, Lingxiang, has already gone to the coast of the East Sea. She can accompany the envoy group on their investigation. I have already reported this to the head of the family. I hope Brother Yuan will take care of her; I would be extremely grateful.

The ice crystal talisman transformed into a pool of spiritual water in the palm of the hand.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yuan Qianqiu's eyes.

When Hua Lengyun betrayed her family back then, she was such a resolute person. Now, she is actually extending an olive branch to him.
After pondering for a moment, considering Hua's current status within the family, he nodded slightly.

"Let's give Hua Lengyun some face. He used to be a criminal, so we shouldn't associate with him too much. But now he's completely turned his life around and is willing to befriend us, so it's not good to offend him."

After replying immediately, he ordered, "After the delegation arrives in the East China Sea, take Hua Lingxiang with them and let this junior get some credit."

He paused, his eyes turning sharp, "If the dragon vein cannot be saved, then take the Nine Cauldrons."

And as for Zhong Kui, I'd like to see how this old dog, who has lived a peaceful life for a hundred years, suddenly breaks free of his leash and causes such a ridiculous mess!

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the Tiannan Secret Realm.

The problem with the Xuan Kingdom's dragon vein occurred after the secret realm ended.

"Tsk, could it be?"

His expression changed, and he paced back and forth. "I've heard that this trip to the secret realm was also a failure. They didn't bring back many resources and even lost a lot of elite disciples trained by the dynasty. It seems that some powerful figures have emerged from those small grotto-heavens."

His eyes flickered, and he became increasingly suspicious that the strange phenomenon of the Xuan Kingdom's dragon vein might be related to the changes in this secret realm.

"Immediately send a message to Elder Wang; I wish to meet with him to inquire about the Tiannan Secret Realm."

Three days later.

Inside the Penglai Palace in the capital of Xuan Kingdom.

The golden lion incense burner was filled with the fragrance of ambergris. Li Shiyu walked barefoot across the brocade carpet, her thin gauze dress fluttering in the wind, and she was very excited.

"Senior brother is even willing to give me such a treasure? With this Golden Cloud Pouch, I'm sure I can break through to the third level of Qi Refining, and even look forward to the fourth level."

As she turned around, holding the elixir in her hand, she looked at Zhao Wuji standing by the window and said, "Senior brother, it was really too sudden for you to help me ascend to the throne as the new emperor. I don't even have a decent dragon robe yet. Why don't you become the emperor?"

"Hehehe, I have no interest in dealing with these political affairs, nor do I understand them, but you do, and I feel at ease with you in this position."

Zhao Wuji stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly.

The faint sound of bells from outside the window, indicating that officials from the Ministry of Rites were conducting the national mourning ceremony, could be heard.

The news of Emperor Zhaoming's death had spread throughout Xuan Kingdom in three days, and the edict announcing Li Shiyu's ascension to the throne was being sent to various prefectures by fast horses.

With the support of the grotto, Li Shiyu, though a concubine, was able to emulate the former Empress Wu Zetian and become an empress.

Zhao Wuji said calmly.

"After tomorrow's coronation ceremony, you will become the first female emperor of the Xuan Kingdom."

"Senior brother, you can rest assured about me. I will definitely not let you down."

Touched, Li Shiyu chuckled softly and stepped forward, pressing her back against Zhao Wuji's back. "But Senior Brother, with all this effort to support you, do you really want me to give birth to a child with unparalleled spiritual talent for you?"

Her words were teasing, but her eyes reflected the candlelight on the table, shining brightly, and she was filled with anticipation.

Zhao Wuji let the soft touch from behind him remain unchanged, and said, "What Dongtian wants is the stability of Xuan Kingdom, what you want is freedom."

What I want is to enhance my spiritual aptitude; we each get what we need.

"Senior brother, you really are heartless. When will I be able to win your heart?"

A hint of resentment flashed in Li Shiyu's eyes. She stroked her flat stomach, recalling the murmurs in her dream that had become a prophecy. A mocking smile curved her red lips: "Zhang Zhaoming thought until his death that I was his caged bird, but little did he know that I had already become the bluebird that pursued my senior brother's sword light."
I thought freedom would come very late, but I never expected it to come so quickly and so perfectly.

She suddenly grabbed Zhao Wuji's sleeve, the thin veil slipped down to reveal her shoulder, and she suddenly tiptoed close to his ear: "Senior brother, after I ascend the throne, I really want to issue the first imperial decree to make you my imperial consort."

Her soft voice was alluring, her eyes were filled with infatuation, and her pink tongue lingered near Zhao Wuji's ear.

Zhao Wuji suddenly turned around, pulled her into his arms, and said with a faint smile, "It's already good that you were able to meet me. You want to win my heart? Your ambition as an empress is quite great."

"That's natural."

Li Shiyu suddenly tilted her head back and laughed, then slowly knelt down, her brocade skirt spreading out, deliberately revealing a beautiful cleavage below her collarbone. "Even if I am the Empress, I am still your junior sister, Senior Brother."

The Nine Revolutions of the Maiden's Record consists of nine revolutions. When the Qi is drawn to the fourth level, the junior sister can fulfill the senior brother's first time.

But now that we have the resources of a nation, and my senior brother is the esteemed master of the cave heaven, perhaps we can succeed a few more times in the next eight attempts.”

Her eyes sparkled, and her red lips suddenly bit Zhao Wuji's jade pendant ribbon, her pearly teeth grinding fine marks on the pearl: "After becoming the Empress, I will be like a canary transformed into a bluebird, and I will even carry your sword tassel as I ascend to heaven."

"Trying to shake me off? Not so easy, Bluebird. You want to swallow dragons and spew mist too?"

She suddenly opened her mouth and chuckled.

After a stick of incense.

After leaving the Empress's bedchamber, Zhao Wuji listened to the little bluebird's chatter and maintained their emotional connection for a while before getting down to business.

He summoned Xiong Ba, who rode the wind to the underground palace of the Xuan Kingdom's imperial mausoleum, holding a fragment of the Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Map, to investigate the condition of the underground Li Ding.

The tomb keepers here had long been dismissed, and as soon as one stepped into the passageway, one felt a chilling wind.

"Ka!"

Xiong Ba was startled, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared at Zhao Wuji, as if to say that he had just shaken it off in the palace, but now he was bringing it with him to this godforsaken place.

"Don't be afraid, what's there to be afraid of with a dead dragon? I'll infuse you with some dragon energy later, and you'll be able to activate the Golden Crow bloodline within you that can devour dragons and phoenixes. Have you forgotten what Xiaoyu said?"

Zhao Wuji lied.

Xiong Ba grunted, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then quickly nodded and opened his mouth, "No seats!"

"Okay, then you can go in and take a look now. I'll wait outside."

Zhao Wuji used his bird-taming technique.

Xiong Ba immediately flew into a rage.

"Don't be afraid, you are a descendant of the Golden Crow, what are you cowardly for? Are you even less cowardly than Bao Hu?"

After being persuaded by Zhao Wuji, Xiong Ba reluctantly flapped his wings and flew into the underground palace, half believing and half doubting.

Inside the underground palace, the dragon's resentment manifested as a tangible, dark green poisonous mist that surged between the pillars, with the faint howls of wronged souls echoing through the air, suggesting that the backlash from the dragon's energy was still raging.

Zhao Wuji stood warily in the passage, sharing the same view as Xiong Ba.

A giant bronze cauldron stood in the center of the altar.

Nine chains are wrapped around the cauldron, with the ends of the chains sinking into the earth's veins, frantically drawing out the remaining dragon energy from the broken dragon vein.

The cauldron was filled with a viscous liquid that was a mixture of gold and red.

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up with envy. "How much yang energy must that be? It's a pity I'm here to heal, not to absorb yang energy."

Just then, the liquid in the cauldron suddenly boiled!
"boom!!"

Countless streams of resentful dragon energy burst forth from the mouth of the cauldron. Xiong Ba let out a "ga" and quickly darted back like a bristling feather.

However, the next moment, Zhao Wuji's figure rushed in, holding array flags and fragments of a map.
(End of this chapter)