Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

“Saintess.”

“Greetings, Saintess.”

“Greetings, Saintess.”

“Greetings, Saintess.”

“Oh, who could this be? Isn't this Her Highness, the Saintess, ranked tenth on my beauty list? What brings the Saintess to grace my humble little city?”

Inside the City Lord's mansion of Falling Star City, a woman walked out, teasingly, reaching out to pat Mo Zhu'er's shapely bottom.

Mo Zhu'er slapped her hand away, sternly saying, “Don't joke around, prepare a room for me, I need to enter seclusion.”

“Really, we haven't seen each other in three years, and you're so cold to me,” Jiang Ruyan glared at Mo Zhu'er, but didn't continue to tease her.

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

“Yes.” The maids all retreated.

“Come with me.” Jiang Ruyan swayed her hips, walking towards a stone wall, moving a vase, and a bookshelf opened, revealing the entrance to a secret chamber behind the bookshelf.

Jiang Ruyan led Mo Zhu'er into the secret chamber, arriving at a stone room decorated like a woman's boudoir.

“This is where I usually enter seclusion. There are formations set up around it that can isolate all divine sense detection. Even cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm wouldn't be able to detect it.”

Jiang Ruyan opened a cabinet.

“Inside are Qi replenishing pills, Mind Stabilizing Pills, and so on. If you need them, just take them yourself, don't be polite with your sister ~”

“Okay, sister, you can leave now, I can handle things myself,” Mo Zhu'er said with a smile, no longer as cold as before.

“Hmph ~” Jiang Ruyan pouted, “You little girl, after not seeing you for a few years, you're still so heartless. I provide you with accommodation, and you immediately want to chase me away, but that's fine, I just like you like this. Call me if you need anything ~”

However, just as Jiang Ruyan was about to leave the room, she turned around, curiously asking, “Hey, by the way, why do I feel like you're walking strangely? Are your feet injured? Do you want me to get you some Golden Sore Ointment?”

Mo Zhu'er's cheeks flushed red, but she quickly steadied her mind, smiling, “No need, thank you!”

“No need to thank me, what kind of relationship do we have?” Jiang Ruyan laughed twice, closing the stone room.

“Could it be that she...? It shouldn't be,” Jiang Ruyan looked back at the tightly closed stone room, recalling her strange posture when she walked, and couldn't help but have a bold guess in her heart.

“It's probably impossible,” Jiang Ruyan shook her head.

She must be overthinking it.

This girl doesn't look favorably on any man, how could she do that kind of thing.

Inside the stone room, Mo Zhu'er sat cross-legged on a futon, taking out the Lovebird Cauldron from her storage bag.

Mo Zhu'er took out a short sword, cut her wrist, dripped some blood onto the Lovebird Cauldron, and began to refine it.

Semi-immortal weapons need to recognize their master, and Mo Zhu'er didn't know if she could gain the Lovebird Cauldron's recognition.

However, if she could become the master of the Lovebird Cauldron, then she could control it at will.

This Lovebird Cauldron is a semi-immortal weapon! It can kill enemies at will!

Moreover, because she refined the Lovebird Cauldron, even if she and Xu Ming entered the Lovebird Cauldron at the same time, she could control the Lovebird Cauldron to kill Xu Ming, and she wouldn't be affected in the slightest, and she wouldn't need to do that kind of thing with Xu Ming.

In addition, the "cauldron" type of weapon is both offensive and defensive.

The cauldron can completely cover oneself, blocking the enemy's attack.

Mo Zhu'er's divine sense gradually connected with the Lovebird Cauldron.

The two lovebirds carved on the cauldron seemed to come to life, leaving the cauldron and swimming around inside the cauldron.

Just as Mo Zhu'er was refining the Lovebird Cauldron, Mo Zhu'er's mind once again flashed back to everything she and Xu Ming did inside the Lovebird Cauldron.

She was pressed against the wall of the Lovebird Cauldron by Xu Ming.

His large, rough, yet firm hand roamed over her body.

The more she thought about it, the more chaotic Mo Zhu'er's mind became, and even her breathing became a little rapid.

“What am I thinking!”

Mo Zhu'er took a deep breath, suppressing the uncontrollable memories in her mind.

Three days passed.

Inside the stone room, as the pair of lovebirds cried out, the two lovebirds flew down from the air at the same time, landing beside Mo Zhu'er's feet.

“Go!”

Mo Zhu'er opened her eyes, pointing at the cauldron.

The two lovebirds turned into two wisps of green smoke, returning to the wall of the cauldron.

The blood that Mo Zhu'er dripped on the cauldron gradually appeared on the cauldron, and finally, these blood traces depicted the appearance of a bamboo.

The spiritual energy in the stone room gradually calmed down, Mo Zhu'er deeply exhaled a fragrant breath, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

It was simpler than she imagined, this Lovebird Cauldron was refined by her just like that.

She was even thinking that if she couldn't refine it, she would take this thing to exchange for other things.

Mo Zhu'er stood up, reaching out her finger to gently tap the cauldron, and the cauldron made a crisp sound.

The Lovebird Cauldron kept shrinking, eventually turning into a phantom, entering Mo Zhu'er's sea of consciousness.

This is the benefit of refining a magic weapon.

Once the magic weapon is refined, it can be absorbed into the sea of consciousness, without needing to be placed in a storage bag.

Mo Zhu'er opened the cabinet, ate two Qi replenishing pills, and then set up a formation, taking out a painting and placing it in the center of the formation.

Mo Zhu'er chanted an incantation.

After three breaths, a wisp of green smoke floated out from the painting, and a phantom of a middle-aged man appeared above the painting.

“Disciple Mo Zhu'er greets Master.”

Mo Zhu'er saluted the phantom of the middle-aged man.

The Black Lotus Sect Master calmly looked at Mo Zhu'er: “Ji Wuming is dead, do you know?”

Mo Zhu'er was shocked: “There's such a thing? I don't know who killed my Black Lotus Sect's Holy Son, I, Mo Zhu'er, will definitely avenge this blood feud!”

The Black Lotus Sect Master laughed twice: “Looks like you don't know?”

Mo Zhu'er nodded: “This disciple really doesn't know.”

The Black Lotus Sect Master stared at Mo Zhu'er: “If you don't know, then you don't know. Ji Wuming is dead, it would be good if you didn't drink a few cups of wine to celebrate, and you're still talking about revenge.”

Black Lotus Sect Master: “How is that Xu Ming? Did you kill him?”

Mo Zhu'er shook her head: “Reporting to the Sect Master, that Xu Ming cultivates both body and technique, his martial artist realm has entered the Heroic Soul Realm, and his Qi refiner realm has entered the Ocean Viewing Realm, and the strength of both realms is different from ordinary people. Based on this disciple's own strength alone, I can no longer kill him.”

The Black Lotus Sect Master thought for a moment: “I will send three Elders from the main altar to help you. Not only you, but also the other Black Lotus Sect Holy Sons and Saintesses have already taken over the task of assassinating Xu Ming. Don't let others get there first.”

“Disciple obeys,” Mo Zhu'er nodded, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“What's wrong, it seems like you're not very willing to kill Xu Ming?” The Black Lotus Sect Master narrowed his eyes.