Rebirth As A Human Cauldron Chapter 6 Part 1

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Chapter 6 Part 1

Wang was jostled by the crowd behind him, almost stumbling to the ground. After steadying himself, he turned back, intending to give a few scolding words, but all he could see was an ocean of people.

Beside him, Zhao was also drenched in sweat. Seeing the anger on Wang’s face, he quickly advised, “Let it go.”

With a sigh, Wang said, “The grand opening of this building is truly unprecedented in scale. If we hadn’t left early, I’m afraid we wouldn’t have made it to the front.”

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The overseer trembled, holding a jade token in his hand, and his lips quivered. “H-How is this possible… the Spirit Formation on the 18th floor was actually broken…” He took several deep breaths to calm himself down, “Just wait here; I’ll go report to… that esteemed figure.”

However, even so, he knew that mismanagement was unforgivable. Punishment was inevitable, and just thinking about it made him look as if he had seen a ghost.

Turning away, he ascended the stairs, step by cautious step, following the red carpet. He passed the second floor and continued until he reached the third floor, where he finally began to slow down.

Unlike the lower floors, the third floor had a unique decoration. The walls were painted bright red and adorned with golden talismans, constituting a three-tiered Spirit Gathering Formation—the most top-notch formation in the spiritually sparse Qingzhou.

The overseer tiptoed to the door of a room, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to gently knock on the door.

After a while, a soft voice came from within, “Come in.”

He cautiously pushed open the door and walked into the room, but after only three steps, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the ground, bowing and prostrating himself, “I pay my respects… to Your Excellency.”

He didn’t even dare to catch a glimpse of the person’s appearance, only faintly seeing the vibrant red hem of their robe adorned with hidden lotus patterns.

Trembling, he presented the broken Spirit Token, but before he could speak, he felt a sudden heaviness on his body. A bloody aura surged up his throat but was forcibly suppressed.

The figure, seemingly rising from their seat, looked down at him with a commanding gaze, “Even a second-tier Spirit Formation couldn’t suppress that group of furnace cauldrons. What are you people even doing?”

The voice was extremely gentle, even carrying a hint of amusement, but to the overseer’s ears, it felt like his very marrow was freezing.

His teeth began to chatter, his internal organs tormented by the pressure of the spiritual aura, causing excruciating pain. Yet, he still managed to explain intermittently, “The furnace cauldrons this time… had an exceptionally powerful Pure Yin entity… I used four Spirit Lock Chains, but he still… managed to escape…”

“A Foundation Establishment Late Stage Pure Yin entity?” The figure’s tone slightly lifted, chuckling again, “This sounds a bit like the little pet that ran away from headquarters today…”

The overseer didn’t understand, so he dared not speak.

After a while, the pressure on him seemed to ease a little, and the figure asked again, “Have you caught the other furnace cauldrons?”

“I have sent people to catch them, but the Fengyue Tower is too vast, and it’s filled with formations and mechanisms… I’m afraid it won’t be so easy…” he stammered, the red hem of the robe brushing over his palm on the ground, feeling cold—

The overseer sneakily raised his head and saw a small snake, as thick as a finger, crawling on the back of his hand, hissing and spitting venom.

After that, he knew nothing.

…

Qin Duan rescued all the furnace cauldrons within an hour and followed the energy flow to find the eye of the formation.

The person who set up the formation seemingly didn’t consider the possibility of it being broken, as there was no attempt to conceal it. Instead, they casually exposed it in the center of the corridor, making it hard to miss.

Kneeling beside the formation’s eye, Qin Duan’s right palm exuded rolling blood mist, condensing into a massive sharp blade. With limited true essence, he had to allocate a portion to suppress the formation’s power, causing him to break out in a profuse sweat. His thin clothes clung to his skin, revealing an alluring sight.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Duan narrowed his eyes and said without looking back, “After I break the formation, find your own way to escape. Whether you can make it out depends on your luck, but please, don’t follow me.”

Before waiting for their response, he violently thrust his blood qi into the formation’s eye. The tremendous spiritual power exploded from within. Qin Duan was well-prepared and swiftly retreated. When the formation finally dimmed completely, he dashed downstairs without looking back.

A wave of bloody sensation surged up his throat, but he managed to suppress it. For some reason, an ominous premonition lingered in his heart, growing stronger with each passing moment. Now, it caused cold sweat to break out all over his body.

However, after descending three floors, he hadn’t seen a single window. Instead, each floor was equipped with identical formations, albeit one level lower, all of which he could break with his current strength.

Another wave of blood surged up his throat, causing Qin Duan to stagger. Darkness crept into his vision, and he leaned against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He gasped for breath and waited for his breathing to stabilize before taking another step. Yet, to his dismay, he found that he couldn’t move a single finger—his body was suddenly engulfed by an immense spiritual pressure. Qin Duan’s face turned deathly pale, bloodshot veins appearing in his eyes. He clenched his teeth, barely resisting the pressure, refusing to collapse.

“Oh? A person with some backbone…” A soft laughter sounded in his ear, but Qin Duan could no longer hear clearly. All he could do was muster all his strength to resist the overwhelming pressure. When the person suddenly let go, his body lost control and fell to the ground.

Then, he fell into a warm embrace.

Qin Duan didn’t hold back; he grabbed the person’s sleeve and spat out blood without any restraint.

Before he could expel all the congested blood from his chest, his chin was lifted, and the grip on his jaw almost crushed his bones.

Squinting his eyes, Qin Duan looked at the person.

Before his eyes was a head of snow-white hair, stained with some red—his recent creation. Apart from that, a pair of golden eyes were fixed meaningfully on him, with extremely narrow pupils, resembling those of a cold-blooded creature.

…Indeed, a cold-blooded creature, Qin Duan thought hazily, forcing out a bitter smile.

It was him—Bai Lingzhi, his only disciple during his lifetime, a snake demon with ancient dragon blood.

Snakes were inherently lecherous, and Bai Lingzhi was exceptionally skilled in dual cultivation, which was closely related to the Fengyue Tower. Now that he ran into him, it seemed that he had exceptionally bad luck and walked into the trap willingly.

A mix of emotions surged in Qin Duan’s heart, but his gaze gradually lost focus. Tiny specks of blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, staining his transparent clothing crimson.

Seeing this, Bai Lingzhi tenderly wiped away the blood. He was extremely handsome, and when he smiled, he looked like a heavenly being.

“Even with bloodstains, the Master’s face remains so charming. Seeing you like this, I suddenly can’t bear to punish you. What should I do?” He asked and answered himself, changing his posture to embrace Qin Duan’s weak body, and gently stroking his hair soaked with sweat.

“But escaping without permission is a death sentence for pets, especially since you still have that damn sword cultivator’s scent on you.” His tone suddenly turned cold, showing a hint of chilliness. “However, I can’t touch you because this body was prepared for Master… If I accidentally ruin it, the Master will blame me.”

Qin Duan felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, forcing him to tilt it back. Bai Lingzhi tugged on his hair, his golden eyes bright, showing a peculiar fanaticism.

“I’m most afraid of him scolding me. Tell me, what should I do?” He asked, looking bewildered like a child, while his grip on Qin Duan’s head grew tighter, pulling out a few strands of hair.

Qin Duan’s mouth twitched—this little lunatic…

The dragon bloodline was powerful, but its nature was indulgent. They frequently copulated with other demons, giving birth to offspring with tremendous strength but unstable minds. If their internal dragon blood surged, they could easily go insane.

A hundred years ago, when he left Bai Lingzhi, this kid wasn’t this crazy… But now, seeing him again, he had already fused with the dragon blood, growing a silver dragon scale on his forehead, matching his white hair and golden eyes.

If they were back in the past, he would have several methods to suppress him. However, given his current miserable state, it was already quite difficult for him to survive in the hands of this person.

Due to his injuries, Qin Duán was in a dazed and unconscious state, but he could still hear Bai Lingzhi’s words clearly. It seemed that this body was indeed prepared for him, but there had been some unexpected changes. He resurrected ahead of schedule, yet nobody knew, and he was still mistaken for the original owner of the body.

All that had happened so far seemed destined to be.

Seeing Qin Duán remaining silent for a long time, Bai Lingzhi grew impatient. He sealed all the acupoints on Qin Duán’s body with a swift motion and carried him to the bedroom on the third floor. As the door opened, a group of small snakes could be seen on the carpet, seemingly devouring something. However, upon his return, they scattered obediently like birds and beasts, leaving the carpet clean without any traces of blood.

Bai Lingzhi gently placed Qin Duán on the bed and tenderly pushed aside the disheveled hair on his face. Qin Duán’s body temperature was high, and the soft touch of Bai Lingzhi’s fingertips on his face felt incredibly comfortable.

Qin Duán couldn’t help but cough a few times, and his body slightly arched as his chest rose and fell with cold sweat.

He felt he should have passed out long ago, but inexplicably, he hadn’t. Not only that, the damaged meridians were slowly being repaired by some unknown force. Bai Lingzhi looked at him with playful eyes, like a child who had found a new toy, full of excitement.

“Really alike…” Bai Lingzhi touched Qin Duán’s face and sighed with infatuation, “I never expected you to be so similar. When those under me reported, I thought they had never seen the revered appearance of my master in their lifetime. They are mere ants, how could they compare to just half a finger of my master.” He paused and then leaned in closer, wrapping his soft body around Qin Duán and gently whispering in his ear, “But now, it turns out you’re this similar… It’s wonderful.”

Instinctively, Qin Duán tilted his head, feeling his earlobe warm up, nearly jumping up from the bed. Bai Lingzhi chuckled, sticking out his forked snake tongue and forcefully pressing it against Qin Duán’s head, where it swiftly entered his ear, licking and caressing the sensitive inner ear.

Qin Duán could only hear the sound of liquid by his ear. The intrusion of the foreign object in his sensitive inner ear caused discomfort, making his scalp tingle, his muscles tense, and he began to breathe heavily.

“You’re quite ticklish…” Bai Lingzhi said with amusement, “That’s great. It’s just like my master.”

“But you’re not him.” He continued, and Bai Lingzhi’s fair fingertips brushed against the rolling adam’s apple of Qin Duán, gently drawing apart the blood-stained clothes that were unbearable to look at.

“That’s even better—because now, I can do many things to you that I wouldn’t dare do to my master.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave any traces. Even if my master comes back, he won’t find out,” he chuckled with uncontrollable joy, his madness evident.

Qin Duán took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness within himself.

Survival of the fittest was something he had taught Bai Lingzhi, and now it seemed that the young man had mastered it quite well.

Amidst the chaotic thoughts in his head, Qin Duán suddenly felt a chill on his body. The sensation of scales made him shudder violently. There, a small white snake was resting on his chest, its eyes shining just like its master’s golden ones.

Bai Lingzhi reached out and covered Qin Duán’s eyes, saying gently, “Don’t be afraid… It won’t hurt much.”

Damn you… Qin Duán coldly swore in his mind, but his body involuntarily trembled.

Until a sharp pain came from his collarbone, Qin Duán’s vision darkened, and he finally passed out as he had wished.

In his dazed state, a tremendous surge of heat coursed through his veins. Qin Duán’s eyes remained tightly shut as his body involuntarily twisted, unconsciously rubbing against the bedsheet soaked in sweat, his flushed chest rising and falling, as if craving for something.

He instinctively tried to resist, but it felt as if fire was burning in his dantian. The spiritual energy circulating throughout his body turned into a potent aphrodisiac. Qin Duán gasped sharply, his body involuntarily arching up and then heavily falling back onto the bed.

His lower body had already risen and was trembling. His long legs intertwined instinctively, and his engorged m*nhood rubbed against his rough palm. Qin Duán bit his lip, almost violently pleasuring himself, and in no time, the tip turned pitifully red. Yet, he was not satisfied and seemed to wish something was inserted into his slit…

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