The Pill Cauldron

"I never imagined that this unremarkable fellow would possess such strength!"

Li Mu muttered to himself, watching the direction Su Muchen had disappeared.

"Hmph, so what if he's strong? Wang Ming will never obediently do as he says!"

Qian Shan, harboring animosity towards Su Muchen, said coldly. He always thinks highly of himself, but now Su Muchen had overshadowed him, naturally breeding resentment.

Li Mu shook his head slightly, choosing not to say more. He knew Qian Shan was prideful and arrogant by nature, and now that Su Muchen had overshadowed him, it was no surprise that Qian Shan would speak with bitterness.

"Let's look around to see if we can find any treasures!"

Li Mu called out, arbitrarily choosing a direction and proceeding cautiously.

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"I'm telling you, you better leave this place quickly! If the Lord of the Abyss finds you, you'll suffer a terrible death!"

Throughout the journey, Su Muchen had heard Wang Ming nag countless times.

At first, it was temptation with benefits, then pleading, and now it was threats. However, Su Muchen remained unmoved. A sealed-off guy daring to call himself "Lord"?

Moreover, Su Muchen faintly felt that this ancient city contained a huge secret.

"If you don't guide me properly, I don't mind using the Soul Searching Technique on you! Then I'll go find it myself."

Su Muchen's cold voice suddenly came, Wang Ming's body stiffened, and he sighed, reluctantly leading Su Muchen towards the inner city.

Soon, Su Muchen passed through a deserted street, and a magnificent inner city appeared in Su Muchen's view.

"The inner city is where the four powerful experts lived, and there are definitely many treasures inside. But the souls of these four experts can move freely within the city. That's how I was captured back."

Wang Ming seemed to recall something terrifying and was unwilling to approach the city gate.

Su Muchen didn't care whether Wang Ming was truly afraid or pretending; he grabbed his collar and walked towards the city gate.

Soon, Su Muchen arrived below the city gate. At the moment, the city gate was slightly open, but through the gap, only darkness could be seen.

The slightly open city gate was like a sleeping giant beast, waiting for its prey to arrive.

Su Muchen carefully probed with his divine sense, but as soon as his divine sense crossed the gate, it was directly severed by a strange force.

"There's actually an anti-peeping formation. Interesting!"

Since divine sense couldn't be used, he had no choice but to venture in himself.

The two of them smoothly entered the inner city. The inner city was well-preserved, but because there were only Su Muchen and Wang Ming, it seemed somewhat desolate.

After entering, Wang Ming walked cautiously behind Su Muchen.

"I'm not very clear about the exact location of the Lord of the Abyss's treasures. You'll have to find it yourself."

Wang Ming's voice trembled slightly from fear.

Su Muchen narrowed his eyes, looked around, and arbitrarily chose a direction to walk.

What Su Muchen didn't notice was that a strange arc appeared on the corner of Wang Ming's mouth when he saw the direction Su Muchen was heading.

"Pill Pavilion?"

Su Muchen glanced and immediately became interested. Whether he could find treasures or not, he would go in and take a look first.

He gently pushed open the door, and a rich aroma of pills instantly wafted over.

However, looking around, this Pill Pavilion had only a row of empty shelves. But these shelves were exceptionally clean, spotless, as if someone frequently wiped them.

"This is a bit strange!"

Su Muchen walked slowly in the Pill Pavilion, looking around, but after searching for a while, he gained nothing.

"No, it shouldn't be like this!"

Su Muchen looked at the empty room. He always felt like something was missing, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Seeing that Su Muchen seemed to be lost in thought, Wang Ming's mind raced, and he carefully retreated out.

Su Muchen was still pondering and had no time to pay attention to Wang Ming. The Shadow Elder in the dark, because he didn't receive Su Muchen's order, also directly ignored Wang Ming. This made Wang Ming breathe a sigh of relief. After exiting the room, he ran quickly toward a certain direction.

"Pill Cauldron!"

Finally, Su Muchen remembered what was missing here – the Pill Cauldron!

You see, a true Pill Pavilion must have an alchemist stationed there, and generally, Pill Pavilions would prepare a top-grade Pill Cauldron and place it in the center of the hall.

First, it was to prove the value of the pills in their Pill Pavilion, and second, if they encountered some high-level pills, this top-grade Pill Cauldron could also increase the success rate of pill concoction.

Although this Pill Pavilion was empty, judging from the layout and decoration inside, it was by no means an ordinary Pill Pavilion, so there must be a Pill Cauldron.

You need to know, a Pill Cauldron that could condense the aroma of herbs without dissipating it would have to be at least a Spirit Tool or even a higher level Pill Cauldron!

Search!

He must find this Pill Cauldron!

However, after searching the Pill Pavilion for a full circle, looking inside and out, there was no discovery. Su Muchen could be very sure that his deduction was not wrong.

Then, there was only one reason for the disappearance of this Pill Cauldron, which was that the Pill Cauldron had developed sentience!

The Cauldron Spirit deliberately hid and wouldn't let Su Muchen find it!

"Young Master, why not use pills to attract the Cauldron Spirit?"

The Shadow Elder's voice suddenly sounded in Su Muchen's ear.

Su Muchen's eyes lit up. This method was not bad. The sentience of a Pill Cauldron was different from that of other items. The better the Pill Cauldron, the greater its craving for Spirit Pills or Spirit Herbs!

Because during the pill concoction process, they would also absorb a small amount of spiritual power from the pills to strengthen themselves. Therefore, many alchemists used this to improve the quality of the Pill Cauldron.

As the Young Master of the Holy Sect, Su Muchen was not lacking in Spirit Herbs and Spirit Pills. Soon, Su Muchen took out a light purple pill from his storage bag.

This was a Mind Condensation Pill. After swallowing it, it could condense the soul and enhance the power of divine sense. It was a dream pill for some cultivators who practiced soul cultivation techniques, but after multiple uses, the effect would be greatly reduced.

Although the Mind Condensation Pill was relatively common in the Central Region, for the people of the Lower Regions, it was a rare Spirit Pill. He believed this Cauldron Spirit would definitely not be able to resist!

Sure enough, as Su Muchen took out the pill, a spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the originally calm hall. Then, a purple Pill Cauldron appeared in front of Su Muchen.

"Low-Grade Immortal Artifact!"

Su Muchen's pupils shrank suddenly. Although he knew that this Pill Cauldron must be extraordinary, he didn't expect it to reach the level of a Low-Grade Immortal Artifact!

You must know, the Pill Pavilion within the Holy Sect only had one Middle-Grade Immortal Artifact Pill Cauldron. Unexpectedly, in a mere Lower Region, Su Muchen could encounter a Low-Grade Immortal Artifact!

Su Muchen didn't hesitate at all and grabbed toward the Purple Cauldron.

Upon seeing this, the Purple Cauldron tried to escape, but how could it escape Su Muchen's palm? Even if it was an Immortal Artifact, it could not escape Su Muchen's palm with just a Cauldron Spirit.

Sure enough, just as the Purple Cauldron was preparing to tear through the void again to hide, Su Muchen grabbed directly onto the Purple Cauldron with one hand.

"Come back here!"

Su Muchen pulled suddenly.

Thump!

This Purple Cauldron fell directly into the hall, causing the entire hall to tremble.

The Purple Cauldron seemed to want to struggle, but Su Muchen suddenly sent his divine sense into the Cauldron.

"If you resist stubbornly again, I don't mind erasing your sentience!"

Sure enough, after hearing Su Muchen's threat, the Purple Cauldron instantly became much more honest, but Su Muchen sensed a sense of grievance from the Purple Cauldron.

Su Muchen's expression was strange, but he didn't think much about it. He released a wisp of his divine sense, and the cauldron spirit, recognizing the situation, promptly separated a strand of its own divine sense to intertwine with Su Muchen's divine sense.

In this way, the Cauldron Spirit would recognize Su Muchen as its master, and if this Cauldron Spirit was disobedient, Su Muchen could erase its sentience with a single thought.

Su Muchen's mind moved, and the Purple Cauldron instantly shrunk to the size of a palm, then directly entered Su Muchen's dantian.

After the Pill Cauldron entered Su Muchen's dantian, it still wanted to play tricks.

But when it saw the lush green Bodhi Tree within Su Muchen's dantian, as well as the dense spiritual energy that had already liquefied, the last bit of displeasure in the Cauldron Spirit's heart directly disappeared.

Su Muchen's mouth curved slightly. This trip was really worth it. Just this one Low-Grade Immortal Artifact Pill Cauldron was enough!