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.

Zhao Lan sat on her bed feeling sad. The clothes Xuan's body shattered through had been with her. She hadn't taken food nor drinks.

Xue Ming was really worried about her. Unlike her, who knew the holy society existed, Zhao Lan wasn't from this world.

In her world, there wasn't a thing like the dead coming back to life, so how could she easily believe that by some miracle Xuan would return?

"Zhao Lan, if you continue like this you'll fall sick. Xuan isn't entirely dead, he could return," Xue Ming said, but Zhao Lan was a tough shell to crack.

And they had other problems to worry about. One was the undead troop. Of course, killing the elf king did not stop them, because the elf king was merely a messenger.

He wasn't the one controlling the dead. Another god would be responsible for that, and two was a colossal dragon that roared every night.

Deciphering the message of the dragon, she was crying for Xuan and ended up burning whatever was in her path, good or evil.

Zhao Lan scoffed, holding tight to Xuan's robe. "When you're dead, that's it! This isn't the time of Jesus," she said.

Xue Ming wondered what that meant. "What's a Jesus?" she asked.

Zhao Lan raised her head, looking at Xue Ming. The question wasn't a joke, she really didn't know. It made sense to her, though.

"You really believe this society can bring him back?" Zhao Lan asked. If Xue Ming wasn't standing very close, she wouldn't have heard.

"Yes, Xuan can do it! Even if he's an aphrodisiac, I believe he can pass through anything."

"What's an aphrodisiac?" Now it was Zhao Lan who began to wonder. They would definitely take this time to learn about themselves.

Especially Zhao Lan. This wasn't her world, so she needed to know all there was, starting now, and that would lead to a close relationship with Xue Ming.

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Boom!

Han Bai and Fang Yuan quickly ducked before the explosion took their faces off. They were in the kitchen trying to concoct Green Meridian Pill.

And they were pretty clueless on how these things were even done. They had mixed the spirit herb with the blood essence inside the cauldron, and it suddenly exploded instead of boiling.

They were still squatting until they both decided to gradually stand up. Not only was the kitchen ruined, the cauldron had cracked, leaking out the liquid.

Cauldrons were not something they could buy here. Every alchemist job user got one cauldron each, and now theirs was broken.

"Fuck, dude, how many drops of blood essence did you put?" Fang Yuan asked, because it should have been two drops. However, the bottle was empty.

"Uh… all of it," Han Bai replied.

"All of it? Dude, man!" Fang Yuan yelled out of frustration.

While the leaking cauldron was dripping on the carrot, the vegetable suddenly gained life and started laughing at them.

"Hahaha, that's not even blood essence, you mixed… hahaha," the annoying talking carrot added. "You mixed spirit herb with devil essence. Now your cauldron has broken, there's only one—aaaahhh—"

The carrot yelled, and with its tiny carrot legs, jumped up, avoiding Han Bai who almost cut it in half with the big knife.

"If you kill me, how will you find a new cauldron?" the carrot said very fast so they would have a reason not to harm it.

And it worked. Fang Yuan placed his hand under the knife. It just seemed to have bounced without leaving a cut. "Another cauldron?" he asked, holding the carrot by its green leaves.

"Hey, hey, don't drag my beautiful hair like that. Just wait till the demon pill settles in me and I become a demon. I'll kill you both!" the carrot cried out.

Fang Yuan sighed and gently dropped the carrot on the ruined table. "Okay, so where do we find this other cauldron?"

When the carrot didn't reply and acted like a shy schoolgirl looking away—bam! Han Bai stabbed the big sword inches away from its face.

"Then there's no need to prolong your short life," Han Bai reminded it why it was alive.

And when the time red right, he'd be dead.