Chapter Ninety-Five: The Cosmic Cauldron, a Self-Delivered Blow

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Zhou Changwang swiftly entered through the gate and closed it behind him.

“So grand!”

The first thing to catch his eye was a vast courtyard, at its center an artificial hill. Beneath the hill lay a small pond, where numerous fish swam freely.

He then glanced around, taking in the antique-style rooms, each exuding a charming aura.

There was the main house, secondary rooms, servant quarters, alchemy room, talisman room, study, and a secret cultivation chamber… Everything Zhou Changwang had in his own courtyard was here, only more spacious and comfortably arranged.

Zhou Changwang had no intention to admire these surroundings, however; he headed straight into the main house.

Next, he explored the secondary rooms, the alchemy room, the talisman room…

Only upon reaching the cultivation chamber did he finally find something of interest.

A small golden egg.

It was about the size of an adult’s head, elongated and glowing with a golden hue, placed atop a meditation cushion within the secret chamber.

This very spot was the most spiritually abundant place in the entire estate.

It is worth mentioning that the spiritual energy concentration throughout Xue Tong’s estate was truly worthy of its reputation in the Eastern District. Any random spot there rivaled the spiritual node in Zhou Changwang’s own cultivation room.

Within the cultivation chamber, the spiritual energy was more than twice as dense as in his own secret chamber.

“What a fine place, a fine place indeed. If I were to cultivate here, my efficiency would surely more than double. That would greatly advance my progress to the ninth layer of Qi refinement.”

Zhou Changwang sighed with admiration but knew that although he now held the key to Xue Tong’s estate, he could not occupy it indefinitely.

A day or two was acceptable, but lingering too long risked discovery and great trouble.

He then focused his gaze on the golden egg.

“I wonder what kind of spiritual beast or demon insect’s egg this is. But since Xue Tong treasures it so highly, placing it in the cultivation chamber at the estate’s most spiritually rich spot, it must be extraordinary.”

Making this judgment, Zhou Changwang placed the golden egg into a spiritual insect pouch.

He had acquired these pouches from Xue Tong previously.

There were four in total, all empty since Zhou Changwang had wiped out the spiritual insects on Xue Tong’s person. Perfect for storing the egg.

Next, he left the cultivation chamber and entered the study.

Surprisingly, the study contained many books.

Most were paper-bound volumes, with some jade slips among them.

Some were miscellaneous essays, some travelogues, others cultivation manuals, insights on spellcasting, and even research and exploration texts.

Zhou Changwang glanced through them, considering that these books could broaden his knowledge.

There was potential for cross-disciplinary inspiration.

He then unceremoniously stuffed all the books into his storage bag, planning to place them in his own spacious study to add elegance and depth.

Then he proceeded to the servant quarters.

With little expectation, upon entering, a black-needle venomous wasp charged at him.

He swiftly struck it down with a flick.

Inside, Zhou Changwang quickly deduced that this had once been the nest of these black-needle venomous wasps.

Since the nest was taken by Xue Tong into a spiritual insect pouch—now in Zhou Changwang’s possession—this lone wasp, unable to find its home, had been wandering the room.

This time, it was essentially reunited with its queen.

After inspecting, Zhou Changwang found a large barrel of black-needle venomous wasp honey, propolis, and beeswax.

Though these wasps were fierce and venomous, their honey was rich in spiritual energy and renowned for nourishing beauty, favored by many female cultivators. The propolis and beeswax were also prized tonic products, worth a considerable sum.

This barrel alone was worth tens of lower-grade spirit stones.

In the second servant room, there was another group of spiritual insects—a swarm of scorpions.

Though individually small, roughly the size of a baby’s fist, their tail stings were even deadlier than the black-needle wasps, capable of disabling a nascent martial artist with a single sting.

There were dozens, most having reached the demonized stage, equivalent in strength to a first-layer Qi refinement cultivator.

Upon seeing Zhou Changwang, they swaggered arrogantly and charged at him.

Instinctively, Zhou Changwang cast a fireball spell.

They all turned to ash.

He then moved to the estate’s backyard.

Xue Tong’s backyard should have contained about seven mu of land reserved for spiritual farming.

However, it was all neglected, overgrown with weeds and various trees.

Here too, spiritual insects were specially bred.

Countless spiritual insects divided into five categories were arranged in five distinct areas, separated by thorny branches, with no overlap.

Quite peculiar.

“The power of formation.

I didn’t expect a formation here.

This is why these five types of poisonous insects each survive independently, neither competing nor conflicting, no fighting or devouring each other.”

Zhou Changwang’s eyes flickered with surprise.

He also discovered that the five poisonous insects bred here were snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, and geckos, corresponding exactly to the “Five Poisons.”

At the center dividing these five groups stood a giant tripod cauldron, over a person’s height.

This massive cauldron was the formation’s core, serving to separate the five directions, allowing the five poisonous creatures to live apart.

“So it really exists.

A top-grade magical device, the Qian Kun Cauldron.”

Looking at the three-legged cauldron, Zhou Changwang’s face brightened.

This cauldron, called the Qian Kun Cauldron, was a great treasure he had heard about from “Fairy of the Setting Sun” when investigating Xue Tong.

Essentially, it was an alchemy cauldron.

Originally, it belonged to a seventh-layer Qi refinement-level top-grade alchemist.

Once, on Mount Liangyuan, the alchemist had quarreled with the insect king Xue Tong over a superior spirit herb, resulting in a fierce battle that ended with the alchemist’s death.

The cauldron fell into Xue Tong’s hands.

Since Xue Tong did not practice alchemy, the cauldron was of no use to him. Many alchemists later tried to purchase it, with the highest offer reaching 8,000 lower-grade spirit stones, all refused.

Outsiders did not know why, but all knew he possessed this cauldron.

When Zhou Changwang learned this from the Fairy of the Setting Sun, his heart leapt, instinctively guessing that if the cauldron hadn’t been disposed of, it would be within the estate.

Now seeing it confirmed, he felt immense joy.

“Others don’t know why Xue Tong kept this cauldron.

But I know he must want to use it to practice the Five Poisons Heart Sutra, aiming to collect the five types of top-grade poison sacs and, with the cauldron’s aid, refine them to temper his spiritual roots, thereby improving his spiritual root aptitude…”

Having read the Five Poisons Heart Sutra, though he did not intend to practice it, Zhou Changwang was deeply impressed by its ability to enhance spiritual root aptitude.

He naturally guessed that Xue Tong sought to use this method to improve his spiritual roots.

A top-grade alchemy cauldron was indeed an excellent vessel for refining the power of the Five Poisons.

“Xue Tong placed the cauldron in the backyard for experimentation.

He’s likely testing whether the venom of the weaker five poisons can also be refined and tempered to achieve similar effects.

That must be why he raised these five poisonous insects here.”

Zhou Changwang silently compared the scene with the knowledge from the Five Poisons Heart Sutra and formed this hypothesis.

He then focused on the five poisonous insects separated by the formation.

Among the poisonous snakes, there were not just one species but dozens mixed together, attacking and devouring each other until only the strongest and most poisonous survived.

The scorpions, centipedes, toads, and others were the same.

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Dozens of various Five Poisons creatures were raised together; only the strongest survivors—those at the demonized stage, comparable to first-layer Qi refinement cultivators—were used for experiments.

This was to achieve the effect described in the Five Poisons Heart Sutra of enhancing spiritual root aptitude.

However, Zhou Changwang’s mindset was normal; unlike Xue Tong, he did not intend to practice the Five Poisons Heart Sutra or refine the poisons.

To him, these poisonous creatures were all dangerous. If they escaped, the damage would be severe.

Resolute, Zhou Changwang began a ruthless extermination.

He struck fiercely, killing every poisonous insect and creature without hesitation.

Afterward, he collected the bodies and placed them carefully into empty storage bags and spiritual insect pouches.

He planned to feed these remains to the Devouring Gold Spirit Ridge as fodder.

After all, the Devouring Gold Spirit Ridge’s teeth were strong enough to consume metallic spirit ores, let alone these poisonous insects.

With the nourishment of various poisonous creatures, it might even evolve and break through to the demonized stage.

Next, Zhou Changwang approached the massive alchemy cauldron.

Inside, it contained a thick layer of venom, carefully collected by Xue Tong.

After some thought, Zhou Changwang placed this venom into a bag and carefully tucked it into a corner of his storage bag.

Then he cast several cleansing spells to thoroughly wash the cauldron, ensuring no venom residue remained before happily storing it away.

A top-grade magical device, the alchemy cauldron.

Its value was extremely high.

Although someone had offered 8,000 lower-grade spirit stones, its actual worth exceeded 10,000.

Obtaining such a treasure naturally delighted him.

As he stored the cauldron, the entire formation automatically dissolved.

The five regions could no longer be maintained separately and merged into one.

A few surviving spiritual insects immediately scurried about, even attacking each other.

This explained why Zhou Changwang had exterminated all the poisonous creatures beforehand.

Otherwise, once he removed the cauldron without control, these poisonous creatures would run rampant, causing great harm.

High-level cultivators might not fear them, but the weaker cultivators in the Eastern District would suffer.

He did not want to attract the attention of powerful figures in the city who might trace the source and come after him.

Afterward, Zhou Changwang continuously cast cleansing spells to erase all traces of his presence in the estate.

Only then did he quietly exit through the gate, returning to his own courtyard under the cover of night.

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“I didn’t expect the top-grade magical device, the Qian Kun Cauldron, to still be in Xue Tong’s hands.

Thankfully, I made inquiries.

Thankfully, I obtained the key to his estate gate.

Thankfully, Xue Tong was also interested in improving spiritual root aptitude, which is why he raised the Five Poisons and conducted experiments…”

Zhou Changwang waved his hand, and a huge alchemy cauldron appeared before him, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

No matter what, this Qian Kun Cauldron would carry the surname ‘Zhou’ from now on.

Even if he didn’t practice alchemy and it gathered dust in a corner, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t find use for it later.

Such a treasure would attract many buyers should he ever decide to sell it.

But it was too conspicuous; given his current strength, trying to sell it would draw too much attention and pose great risk.

Still, it was undoubtedly a precious treasure he valued highly.

He quickly stowed it away in his storage bag.

Then he retrieved the golden egg.

He didn’t know what creature grew inside.

But judging by the vibrant life force emanating from it, the being inside must be extraordinary.

Thus, Zhou Changwang treated it with great care, placing it on a meditation cushion in his secret cultivation chamber.

Though the spiritual energy here was not as rich as in Xue Tong’s estate, it was not weak either.

At worst, it would slow the egg’s hatching but not cause it to perish from lack of spiritual energy.

Then he thought for a moment and cast the Soothing Charm.

Immediately, he sensed a faint joyful response in his mind.

The Soothing Charm was the best spell for raising spiritual beasts; any creature affected would feel calmed and comforted.

Now that Zhou Changwang had mastered this spell perfectly, its effect was significant.

Sure enough, he perceived a happy emotion from the being inside the golden egg.

He quickly cast several more Soothing Charms.

However, the creature’s thoughts were simple and pure, responding only with joy.

There was no other feedback.

Zhou Changwang had no choice but to stop.

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The next day, Zhou Changwang returned to the backyard.

“In a few more days, the Spirit Gathering Grass will mature and be ready for harvest.

Unfortunately, due to Xue Tong’s intrusion, the grass suffered damage.

Of the 3,300 plus stalks, only 90% matured, with over 2,900 surviving.”

Looking over the Spirit Gathering Grass in the spiritual field, a trace of pain crossed his face.

Actually, this survival rate was quite good.

The notes of a hundred-year-old farmer recorded the highest survival rate at only 80%, usually around 70%.

This showed how difficult it was to cultivate the Spirit Gathering Grass.

Zhou Changwang’s ability to maintain a 90% rate owed much to various spells.

Spirit Rain Spell, Accelerating Birth Spell, Rejuvenating Dead Wood Spell.

With one spell perfected and another complete, the grass grew rapidly.

The rejuvenation spell revived the near-withered grass, making his cultivation of spiritual materials remarkably successful.

Still, the battle had caused many stalks to wither.

Had Xue Tong not invaded, the survival rate might have reached 99%, a truly astonishing feat.

“But what pleases me even more is the Thunder Spirit Rice Trees.

All 502 survived.

And each tree has already borne fruit—spiritual rice.

Although the rice has just begun to grow and needs more time to mature, this is still highly significant.”

Walking through the spiritual field, Zhou Changwang was filled with accomplishment and joy.

He couldn’t resist casting Thousand Thunder Flash again.

Thousand Thunder Flash +3

Instantly, countless casting techniques and cultivation insights regarding Thousand Thunder Flash surfaced in his mind.

It was as if he had cast the spell a thousand times in a short span.

Smooth and practiced.

Suddenly, Zhou Changwang realized his mastery of Thousand Thunder Flash had improved.

From proficiency to minor achievement.

“A Thousand Thunder Flash at the minor achievement stage not only greatly increases its power,

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but also significantly reduces casting time…”

Zhou Changwang couldn’t help but experiment again.

He concluded that within Thousand Thunder Flash, three combined bolts of lightning equaled the power of a common lightning talisman.

A powerful spell.

Moreover, the casting time dropped from six breaths to three.

Though it might not be very useful in battle due to power limits, it was still encouraging.

“At this moment, I should seize the opportunity and immediately study the Five Elements Thunder Transformation Technique.

Perhaps I can gain more and advance further.”

Suddenly inspired, Zhou Changwang began researching and practicing the Five Elements Thunder Transformation Technique.

One incense stick, two incense sticks, three incense sticks passed…

At some point, he produced a new jade slip.

The Five Elements Thunder Transformation Technique was a single-target lightning spell with tremendous power, but extremely difficult to cultivate.

He decided to proceed slowly and steadily.

Step by step, methodically… rushing would yield little success.

He then took out a jade slip he had obtained from Xue Tong’s storage bag.

It was the Dispersing Spirit Technique.

“The Dispersing Spirit Technique affects the mind.

It differs completely from ordinary spells.

It uses spirit as a blade, thought as the driving force, to sever the mind.

It doesn’t require the usual spiritual energy to draw spell structures, forming complete loops to cast successfully.

The Dispersing Spirit Technique only requires strong intent.

When the intent is strong, visualizing oneself as a ‘blade,’ one can naturally sever all and split the mind.”

Following the cultivation instructions in the Dispersing Spirit Technique, Zhou Changwang visualized a blade in his mind, silently nurturing and sketching it, filling in details.

At last, the ‘blade’ took shape.

In an instant, he focused his will to strike at his own mind with the blade, slashing fiercely!

Boom!

But the expected pain did not come.

At the moment the blade was about to strike, Zhou Changwang quietly stepped back.

That single step caused a flaw in his spirit.

The envisioned ‘blade’ dissipated like the wind.

The so-called blade slash vanished like gentle rain.

“This Dispersing Spirit Technique trains the mind.

Only those with firm, fearless hearts can truly condense the blade and sever their own minds.”

Realizing this, Zhou Changwang tried again.

Though the blade formed, it still faded just before the slash landed.

It was an instinct.

Only by overcoming this instinct could he truly slash himself.

Once, twice, thrice…

He tried tirelessly.

Finally, after hundreds or thousands of attempts, Zhou Changwang visualized the blade and, without fear, decisively slashed his own mind.

“Hmph!”

Zhou Changwang grunted.

He felt overwhelming pain surge through his mind, as if a golden needle pierced his brain, stirring incessantly.

The pain was unbearable.

Only after an hour did he slowly open his eyes.

“The slash succeeded.

My spiritual power… seems to have increased somewhat?”

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