Dimensional Library Of Taboo Techniques!

Right after he said that, his unseen eyes glowed blood red, and as his fingers crawled forward, right in front of Fang Yuan, Han Bai turned into something that looked like a green fog.

Simultaneously, the cauldron began spinning and the pot opened, capturing Han Bai's soul. The old man grinned at Fang Yuan.

"You're next, boy!", he said grinning.

Fang Yuan felt a bead of sweat roll beside his head. The cauldron demon kept grinning at him as the pot began spinning again.

"You were the one who killed my messenger, errr?" the old demon asked with a grah sound like a pirate, exposing his rotten teeth.

"Mess-Messenger?" Now it struck Fang Yuan hard. He had to step back because he was feeling scared all of a sudden.

That carrot wasn't just alive by itself—it lured them here. Fang Yuan couldn't wrap his head around how the cauldron came to find out about their situation.

He couldn't think of that right now. "I have refined many souls, but you'll be the first soul at mid-divine combustion."

Accompanying the old man's words, he stretched his fingers forward in a claw posture. However, Fang Yuan quickly jumped up in an attempt to escape.

No, he jumped up and his spear materialized in his grip. "Release Han Bai now," he growled, and swiftly sent his spear.

But it didn't do any good. The weapon struck the ruined roof. Fang Yuan, who should have landed on his feet, was now suspended in midair.

The cauldron demon was behind him, slowly digging his finger into Fang Yuan's neck. He spoke with his stinky breath.

"Aaaah, your soul will provide more than a hundred years."

After he said that, the same green fog slowly floated out of Fang Yuan's mouth, nose, and eyes, until his whole body condensed into it.

Finding its way into the spinning cauldron pot, and the demon laughing menacingly. "Bahaha... Hehehehe, immortality!" he yelled.

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Meanwhile...

Xuan was at the doorstep of Fang and Han Bai's district. He knocked on the white door a few times but ended up getting no reply.

So Xuan just opened the door and walked in. The house was just along the street; unlike his, which was very big, this one was small.

So when he entered, a few people saw him going in. He had promised he'd teach them how to concoct the meridian pill.

But at that time, his daily task was suddenly given, so Xuan had to push it forward to this day.

"Damn," said Xuan. He was now in the kitchen, seeing how ruined it was. "Fang Yuan, Han Bai!" he called out.

When he was about to leave the kitchen, he stopped. A familiar scent made his eyes quickly land on the liquid. Xuan walked closer and squatted.

He saw the abnormal-looking carrot split in half. Xuan could have sworn he was seeing something like teeth on the carrot, but he didn't bother confirming it.

He used the tip of his finger and smelled the liquid. "Demon pill?" he asked himself, almost surprised. "No wonder the cauldron broke," Xuan said before standing up to leave.

When he reached home, Li Lan was in his room again, lying on the bed—definitely not a maid in Xuan's perspective.

"You're back," she said.

"What are you doing on my bed?" he quickly asked.

"I was thinking maybe when you come back we could—" Li Lan stuttered.

"As much as I like dual cultivation, I don't like it when women feel this desperate. Now get off my bed."

"Urgh! You're so hard," Li Lan frowned. She was already sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Xuan untie his robe.

"Do you know where I can get a cultivator's bookmark?" he asked.

Cultivating with the general's wife was really something, especially when her vaginal wall for some minutes tightened very well against his penis.

Xuan could only imagine how many yin she must have squished out. On top of that, he felt like he had gotten a breakthrough.

After Xuan found out he wasn't really at the late martial realm stage but divine combustion, it only made him feel more enlightened to use the taboo techniques.

The speed was undeniably awesome. And after using Charging Bull to thrust, Xuan clenched his fist hard while looking at it.

'Feels like I reached the first stage of heaven combustion,' he thought.

"Yeah, we've got that here, unlike cauldrons."

"Cauldrons? What do you mean?"

Li Lan kept quiet, crossing her legs with a smile. Earlier, Fang Yuan and Han Bai came over telling her they would be looking for a cauldron.

Li Lan, knowing a cauldron was rare, told them that, but in the end, she heard them talking about the Smoke Village.

"There's a cauldron there?" Xuan asked.

Li Lan took her time to respond because she was racking her head around a few fairy tales she once heard about the Smoke Village.

"Well, I don't know... I heard the Smoke Village had the strongest alchemist who went rogue and killed all the villagers by refining their souls in a demonic cauldron, I think."

"What? How long have they been gone?" was the next thing Xuan asked. If they had been gone for two or three hours, then that was enough time.

"About three hours ago."

"Take me there now."

"Hey, that was just a fairy tale to scare children away from the Smoke Village."

"Then it's a good thing we aren't kids."

Li Lan frowned. The walk all the way to the Smoke Village was a big hassle for her. On top of that, this dark, spooky, eerie environment scared her.

'Crack.' Even if she was the one who stepped on the stick, she would still yell, hugging Xuan.

"It was just a stick, Li Lan. You aren't supposed to be scared, so now let go."

"Hmph, you obviously don't like me, so just leave me here to die," she said, folding her arms.

Xuan sighed and stopped walking. Of course, she was going to follow him behind. However, when he stopped hearing her voice, he had to turn around.

"Hehehehe," and the demonic voice of the cauldron demon was what he heard, and he saw the big cauldron spinning around as Li Lan's body condensed into a green fog.

The cauldron stopped spinning after taking in the soul, and the demon sat on it with his legs crossed. "Hehehe, just when I was feeling short of humans to refine."

"Eeer? Aren't you scared?" asked the old man.

What Xuan used in replying was dashing forward so fast, and bam, kwuek, his fist made contact with the demon's face.

Sent him crashing into the ground, standing up, and crashing back down. "I was up until five seconds ago," said Xuan.

When he turned, he had tried rewinding back to five seconds. However, five seconds was too late, and Li Lan was already captured.

Xuan walked towards the cauldron and tried opening it, but he couldn't. It was also too hot, and he moved his hands away.

But he saw something—a familiar language was written at the front of the cauldron. [Only the inheritor has the right over the Immortal Cauldron]

[The Cauldron of Immortal: to refine living things, gain temporary power, and permanent immortality. Inheritor can be—]

That was what Xuan saw before the cauldron began spinning again and arrived behind the demon, who had just managed to stand on his feet.

"Replaced," Xuan said. "The inheritor can be replaced," he whispered to himself.

The cauldron demon spat out blood and growled. "Your strength was much too close to a heaven cultivator. You must be some thousand-year-old hiding in the body of a child."

"What?" Xuan summoned his venomous dagger, pointing it at him. "Dude, I'm just twenty."

"What?" The cauldron demon stepped back. Not only the age scared the shit out of him but also the dagger—a cut could weaken him until there was nothing left.

"You don't wanna get stung by my dagger," Xuan smiled. "I would have negotiated letting my friends go, but I'm taking that thing with me."

"When did you—"

Of course, someone this dangerous, the cauldron demon had his eyes on Xuan the entire time. There was no way he would miss the moment Xuan closed the gap between them.

He slashed the dagger, aiming for his throat. However, the demon was also fast to react by turning to dust, and the dagger made contact with the cauldron, creating sparks.

'Shit, he's fast too; that's not good,' thought Xuan. He looked around and couldn't find the demon, but the cauldron was still here.

Which meant the demon was either in stealth mode—which was very bad for Xuan—or he was hiding.

Unfortunately for Xuan, it was the former. A clean cut came from behind, precisely for his neck, but Xuan moved his neck and it grazed his cheek.

"Bwheehee," the demon laughed. Even at that, Xuan couldn't pinpoint the exact spot.

"Shit."