Reborn as a Human Cauldron, But I'm the Top - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Going Too Far – The Old Guard Comes After the Young One

It shouldn’t have been the season for snow, but Mei Xin’s full effort covered the entire Tai’an Sect in a layer of white frost.

Sucking the life force, creating illusions, reversing memories, and magnifying resentment—these were the disgusting methods of the evil spirits.

Those with weak wills were controlled by the evil spirits, slaughtering their fellow sect members. The image of Yun Huiming constantly appeared in Mei Xin’s mind, and every time it appeared, a new wound would appear on her body.

Mei Xin did not drop her sword. She looked at her fellow sect members, manipulated by her Grand Master’s evil thoughts. She clenched her fist and froze that disciple in ice.

The evil thought drifted out from the ice layer. She looked at Mei Xin, whose Dao heart was irreparably flawed, and then looked at Liu Qianfeng, who was slowly waking up and staring intently at her.

The spiritual attack perfectly restrained Liu Qianfeng. Already choked with emotion, she awoke to see her Master turned into an evil soul confronting Mei Xin, making her feel even more pain.

She stumbled over, almost kneeling after a stagger, thankfully supported by Mei Xin.

Liu Qianfeng looked at the black shadow. “Master.”

The evil thought looked at the two distressed figures with disdain. “Sure enough, the girl Yun is more suitable to be the Sect Master.”

Mei Xin’s eyebrows knitted tightly upon hearing this. A huge ice sword swiftly condensed over the evil thought’s head, and the chilling blade plunged directly towards the evil thought.

The ground shook, and the mountain cracked.

Liu Qianfeng closed her eyes.

“You ruinous thing! Tai’an Sect barely has a few decent mountain peaks left!” The evil thought crawled out from underground, grumbling.

Before she could feel the heartache, another ice sword was about to form. The evil thought quickly called out, “Wait! Stop splitting!”

With a loud crash, the mountain split in two from the middle.

The evil thought looked at the perfectly divided two pieces of the mountain. Her expression slowly twisted. “Seeking death!”

The evil souls of Tai’an Sect all looked up at the mountain, then roared and flew towards the peak.

The surrounding air suddenly became sticky. They were wrapped in resentment and immobilized in place.

More and more evil souls gathered, gradually turning into a pitch-black resentment dragon. The dragon roared at Mei Xin and Liu Qianfeng. Inside the dragon’s mouth were countless faces.

Liu Qianfeng saw her Master’s face distorting within it. She closed her eyes, then opened them again, and drew her sword.

She tossed a medicine bottle to Mei Xin. “Medicine.”

Mei Xin caught it and swallowed the pill without a word. In an instant, most of her wounds healed.

Liu Qianfeng slashed at a flying tree, uttering the most heroic words of her life. “Go all out. I’ll take responsibility for the aftermath.”

The black dragon roared, seemingly provoked by the statement, and its tail whipped fiercely toward Liu Qianfeng.

Liu Qianfeng retreated to the right, landing on another tree, and nimbly avoided the next wave of attack.

The black dragon was even angrier. Its third tail whip was locked down by an ice chain.

Mei Xin flung her hand, letting the ice chain wrap around the resentment dragon’s tail. With a tug, the dragon’s tail straightened out.

It continued to let out an unpleasant roar. Those with weaker cultivation inside the sect immediately started vomiting.

However, this attack was nothing to Mei Xin. She grabbed the dragon’s tail and flew rapidly around the mountain. Because of the sheer speed, the resentment dragon’s attacks couldn’t hit anyone.

Mei Xin tied it together with the mountain, giving the ice chain a final pull to tighten the lock.

The resentment dragon sensed the danger and tried to disperse again but failed.

It roared at Mei Xin in indignation, and then Mei Xin pulled the chain, turning the furious roar into a cry of pain.

A hint of a smile appeared in Mei Xin’s eyes. If they were scattered, they might accidentally injure the sect members. It was better to gather them.

But as she thought this, the evil souls repeated their trick. This time, Mei Xin’s entire vision was obscured. She saw her Master lying lazily on a branch, glancing at her. In the beautiful spring sunshine, her Master slowly turned over, turning her back to her.

She heard her Master’s voice mixed in the spring breeze. “Heh, you’ve actually practiced better than me. I don’t want to look anymore.”

After a while, the sulking person turned back over on her own.

Mei Xin saw her smiling at her. “Dummy, why don’t you ever coax me?”

Mei Xin opened her mouth. “I’m sorry, I haven’t learned how yet.”

Black thick fog devoured the entire Tai’an Sect. The ice chain tightly held in Mei Xin’s hand slowly loosened, finally dropping to the ground.

If Tai’an was in this state, the other sects could not be spared.

Everyone was dreaming in the black fog, a completely blissful smile on their gradually emaciated faces.

Mei Xin and Liu Qianfeng and the others still struggled a little, but a transparent figure slowly drifted out of the black fog.

Su Zhao’s soul body was not optimistic. She had split her soul into several parts to pretend to perish together, and then took advantage of Song Yin’s surprise to push her soul into the chaotic space rift.

Su Zhao’s soul body flickered between bright and dark, but she showed a winning smile. She looked at Mei Xin, who was still resisting in the thick fog, and her smile gradually turned cold.

“I can’t let you wake up.”

Su Zhao’s eyes narrowed, and the space where Mei Xin was began to twist.

In an instant, Mei Xin would be reduced to minced meat.

But the twisting of space stopped just like that.

The sword at Mei Xin’s waist glowed. Her second sword automatically unsheathed. A hand stretched out from the suspended half of the sword, followed by a head with loose hair, clad in white clothes, its face unclear, looking more like a ghost than any of the ghosts present.

She lightly stroked the spatial rift, watching it slowly close. Then, she bent down, took the sword hairpin from Mei Xin’s head, gently held it in her mouth, simply put up her hair, and fastened the sword hairpin.

Yun Huiming turned around. She stood in front of Mei Xin, her smile not reaching her eyes. “Xiao Zhao, you’ve gone too far.”

This vast black fog had no effect on Yun Huiming. For her, there were no regrets in her life.

“Tai’an Sect has stabilized, but the situation is still not good. The other immortal sects, including the Demon Territory, have all fallen,” Qi Wu said seriously, describing the current situation.

After speaking, she looked up at the person sitting at the head. That person seemed a bit lost in thought.

Qi Wu raised her voice. “Sword Venerable.”

Shen Yirong awoke with a start. She rubbed her aching temples. “Can you scout the situation and casualties of the other immortal sects?”

The few Protectors sat below, but the usual lively atmosphere was gone. Yao Ling, who was usually noisy, was the most silent one.

Qi Wu’s mental state was also poor. She paused, then reported, “The situation after the black fog took control is unclear, but many sects suffered losses. This is the list of casualties from each sect.”

Shen Yirong took the jade slip. Her consciousness sank into it, revealing densely packed names. Shen Yirong flipped to the section on Tai’an Sect.

Familiar and unfamiliar names flashed before her.

Chen Jie, Ke Xulai, Fu Qingchi, An Ran—these people were surrounding her only a while ago.

Shen Yirong dared not look closely and quickly skimmed past.

Then her gaze stopped at the name Lin She. She unintentionally read it out loud, “Lin She.”

Qi Wu replied, “Tai’an Sect’s formation was destroyed. Elder Lin filled the formation with her body to stabilize it.”

Shen Yirong remembered this person, the daughter of a sect elder, but she felt she should remember more than just this.

Shen Yirong shook her head, looking through the names one by one. Her eyes were full of sorrow. When she saw the Nine Heavens Sect, she felt a choking sense of difficulty breathing.

Putting the jade slip away, Shen Yirong glanced at Yao Ling, sighed softly, and ordered, “Pass on this Venerable’s decree: those with low cultivation are not allowed to wander freely.”

“The Protectors are to distribute Chief Bai’s pills and the formation disks I have engraved.”

“Furthermore, no word of the Venerable’s matter shall be leaked. If anyone disobeys, do not blame this Venerable for being merciless!”

The people below were shaken and immediately replied, “Yes!”

Shen Yirong waved her hand. “Go down. As long as this Venerable is here, nothing will go wrong.”

“Yes!”

After everyone left, Shen Yirong looked behind her. “How is she?”

Bai Yuzan’s figure slowly materialized. She looked at Shen Yirong’s haggard appearance and could only sigh. “Your body is not well either. You’re forcing yourself to take over Song Yin’s mess. I’m still here. Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”

Seeing her not speak, Shen Yirong understood the answer. Her heart was throbbing with dense pain. Perhaps due to the memory loss, this pain was still bearable.

She ignored Bai Yuzan’s advice. “A month of waiting is too long. Is there any way for me to quickly restore my strength?”

Bai Yuzan hesitated. “There is, but that is a reckless method. The probability of death is greater than life. Wouldn’t things be more chaotic if you died?”

Shen Yirong stood up. “If I were greedy for life and afraid of death, things would be more chaotic. Use whatever method you have. I am not that fragile.”

Shen Yirong stood by the door. Sunlight streamed through her hair, casting a warm color on her black hair.

Bai Yuzan wanted to say something more, but Shen Yirong left her no room to refuse.

“You know I can read memories, but I don’t want to do that to you all.”

Bai Yuzan’s words of refusal were forcibly suppressed by this statement. By the time she nodded, Shen Yirong was already gone.

After handling everything, she returned to Song Yin’s side. The person lying on the bed was sleeping peacefully.

Shen Yirong wished she would suddenly open her eyes and scare her, but she was soberly aware that she was just deceiving herself.

She was a highly skilled liar, but she couldn’t lie to herself, which was why she was suffering.

Shen Yirong sat by the bed and said nothing, only teasing in a joking tone, “I haven’t fully acknowledged you as my disciple yet. If you keep sleeping like this, I might just leave.”

This behavior was truly foolish. The exhaustion beneath Shen Yirong’s fading smile was deep.

“If you’re not waking up, then listen. I’m going to recover my strength and snatch back this world’s destiny. I understand Su Zhao; she has plotted for so many years, so it won’t be that easy.”

“If you can hear this, then pray for me. When everything is over, I’ll find time to restore my memory, so you won’t have to see a me with unfamiliar eyes.”

“Tsk, how cheesy.”

“I’m sorry…”

Shen Yirong grabbed Song Yin’s hand and covered it, muttering, “It’s so cold, you need to warm up.”

No matter how Shen Yirong rubbed, Song Yin showed no reaction.

After rubbing for a while, she looked at Song Yin’s wrist. There was nothing there.

A golden bracelet used to be there.

Shen Yirong’s thoughts were very messy, and she didn’t have the energy to think about too many things.

After releasing Song Yin’s hand, she looked again at the recording stone on the square table.

The image of her in the recording stone was very shy, exactly like how she was when she first came to this world.

Shen Yirong sighed and turned to walk out.

Bai Yuzan was waiting for her at the cave entrance. She, too, had lost her usual smile.

Shen Yirong walked past her. “After you help me this time, you can return to the Medical Immortal Valley. The journey is too dangerous; I can help you.”

Bai Yuzan shook her head. “I stayed here back then to ensure your and Song Yin’s safety. With you two here, I feel the odds of winning are much higher.”

Bai Yuzan quickened her pace to walk alongside Shen Yirong. “Besides, the valley mainly consists of healers, so the casualties should be minimal.”

Bai Yuzan was right about this; the Medical Immortal Valley’s casualties were less than half of the other sects.

Shen Yirong took a deep breath. Her eyes lit up. “It will be over soon.”

The two discussed the current situation, walking further and further away.

After their auras disappeared, the cave entrance slowly opened

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