Chapter 193: Are You Reluctant to Kill Xu Ming?

"Lady Saintess."

"Greetings, Lady Saintess."

"Have seen Lady Saintess."

"Greetings, Lady Saintess."

"Oh? I was wondering who it might be. Isn't this the tenth-ranked beauty on my Beauty List, Lady Saintess herself? What brings you to my humble little city, Lady Saintess?"

In the City Lord's Mansion of Luoxing (Falling Star) City, a woman walked out, teasing as she reached out to slap Mo Zhuer's firm and shapely backside.

Mo Zhuer slapped her hand away directly and said sternly, "Stop fooling around. Prepare a room for me. I need to go into seclusion."

"Tsk, we haven't seen each other for three years, and this is how cold you treat me." The woman, named Jiang Ruyan, rolled her eyes at Mo Zhuer but didn't continue teasing her.

"All of you, leave," Jiang Ruyan said to the maids.

"Yes," the maids replied and left one by one.

"Follow me," Jiang Ruyan said, swaying her hips as she walked to a stone wall. She moved a vase, and a bookshelf slid open, revealing the entrance to a hidden chamber.

Jiang Ruyan led Mo Zhuer into the hidden chamber, a stone room furnished like a woman's boudoir.

"This is where I usually cultivate in seclusion. The formations set around it can block all divine sense probes. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to detect anything inside."

Jiang Ruyan opened a cabinet.

"Inside are Qi-replenishing pills, Mind-stabilizing pills, and other elixirs. Take whatever you need. No need to be polite with me, alright~?"

"Thank you, Sister. You can leave now. I'll handle everything from here," Mo Zhuer replied with a smile, her cold demeanor from before gone.

"Hmph~" Jiang Ruyan pouted. "You little thing, we haven't seen each other in years, and you're still so heartless. I give you a place to stay, and you immediately chase me out. But fine, I like you this way. Call me if you need anything~"

Just as Jiang Ruyan was about to leave the room, she turned back, curious.

"Hey, by the way, why does it seem like you're walking funny? Did you hurt your foot? Do you want me to grab some healing salve for you?"

Mo Zhuer's cheeks flushed, but she quickly steadied herself and smiled. "No need, thank you!"

"No need to thank me. We're close, after all." Jiang Ruyan chuckled twice and shut the stone room's door behind her.

"Could it be that she... No, it shouldn't be." Jiang Ruyan glanced back at the tightly shut stone room, recalling the peculiar way Mo Zhuer had been walking. A bold thought crossed her mind.

"Probably not," Jiang Ruyan shook her head.

She was likely overthinking.

That girl doesn't even care for any man. How could she possibly do something like that?

Inside the stone chamber, Mo Zhuer sat cross-legged on a prayer mat and took out a Yuan Yang Cauldron from her storage pouch.

She drew a short sword and cut her wrist, letting some of her fresh blood drip onto the Yuan Yang Cauldron before beginning to refine it.

A half-immortal weapon required a master to bond with it. Mo Zhuer wasn't sure if she could gain the cauldron's acknowledgment, but if she succeeded in becoming its master, she would have full control over it.

This Yuan Yang Cauldron was a half-immortal weapon! It could effortlessly suppress and kill enemies!

Moreover, with her bond to the cauldron, even if she and Xu Ming entered the cauldron together, she could control it to kill Xu Ming without being affected herself or needing to engage in any... intimate acts with him.

In addition, a cauldron-type weapon was both offensive and defensive. The cauldron could shield her entirely, blocking enemy attacks.

Mo Zhuer's divine sense gradually connected with the Yuan Yang Cauldron.

The two engraved mandarin ducks on the cauldron seemed to come alive, leaving the cauldron and swimming freely inside it.

As Mo Zhuer was refining the Yuan Yang Cauldron, memories of everything that had happened between her and Xu Ming inside the cauldron once again surfaced in her mind.

She recalled being pressed against the inner wall of the cauldron by Xu Ming, his large, rough, and firm hands roaming across her body.

The more she thought about it, the more her focus wavered, her breathing growing uneven.

"What am I even thinking!"

Mo Zhuer took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the uncontrollable memories flooding her mind.

Three days passed.

Inside the stone chamber, as the pair of mandarin ducks let out a cry, they simultaneously descended from the air, landing at Mo Zhuer's feet.

"Go!"

Mo Zhuer opened her eyes and pointed at the cauldron.

The two mandarin ducks transformed into wisps of green smoke, returning to the walls of the cauldron.

The blood Mo Zhuer had dripped onto the cauldron gradually reappeared, forming the image of a bamboo stalk on the cauldron's surface.

The spiritual energy in the stone chamber began to settle. Mo Zhuer exhaled a fragrant breath, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

It had been easier than she expected. The Yuan Yang Cauldron had been refined just like that.

She had even been prepared to trade it for something else if she couldn't refine it.

Mo Zhuer stood up, gently tapping the cauldron with her finger. The cauldron emitted a crisp sound.

The Yuan Yang Cauldron began to shrink continuously until it turned into a shadowy figure, which then entered Mo Zhuer's sea of consciousness.

This was one of the benefits of refining a magical treasure. Once refined, it could be stored in the sea of consciousness instead of being carried in a storage pouch.

Mo Zhuer opened the cabinet, consumed two Qi-replenishing pills, and then set up a formation. She retrieved a scroll and placed it at the center of the formation.

She formed a hand seal, and after three breaths, a wisp of green smoke rose from the scroll.

A middle-aged man's phantom appeared above the scroll.

"Disciple Mo Zhuer pays respect to Master."

Mo Zhuer bowed to the phantom of the middle-aged man.

The Black Lotus Sect Master gazed calmly at Mo Zhuer. "Ji Wuming is dead. Did you know?"

Mo Zhuer was stunned. "Such a thing happened? I don't know who killed the Holy Son of the Black Lotus Sect, but I, Mo Zhuer, will avenge this blood debt!"

The Black Lotus Sect Master chuckled twice. "It seems you truly don't know?"

Mo Zhuer nodded. "Disciple indeed does not know."

The Black Lotus Sect Master stared at her for a moment. "If you don't know, then you don't know. Ji Wuming is dead; the fact that you're not drinking a few cups to celebrate is already impressive. And yet, you talk of vengeance."

The Black Lotus Sect Master continued, "What about Xu Ming? Is he dead yet?"

Mo Zhuer shook her head. "Reporting to the Sect Master, Xu Ming is both a body cultivator and a Qi cultivator. His martial cultivation has reached the Heroic Soul Realm, and his Qi cultivation has reached the Sea Observation Realm. Both realms are unusually strong. With my current strength alone, I am no longer capable of killing him."

The Black Lotus Sect Master pondered for a moment. "I will send three deacons from the main sect to assist you. It's not just you—other Holy Sons and Daughters of the Black Lotus Sect have also been tasked with hunting Xu Ming. Don't let someone else beat you to it."

"Understood, Master." Mo Zhuer nodded, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"What's this? You don't seem too willing to kill Xu Ming." The Black Lotus Sect Master's eyes narrowed.