Evil God, Love Me Tender

He had originally wanted to buy a suitable pill furnace, but he had never imagined that he would be able to buy such a treasure.

He didn't know if he should call himself lucky or unlucky.

"How should I use this thing?" Jun Qiyan looked at the stones on the table and could not help but have a headache.

The ball stood on Jun Qiyan's shoulder, at the same time looking at the stone on the table with a frown.

"Where did you get this?" An evil voice rang beside Jun Qiyan's ears.

Jun Qiyan's body abruptly trembled, then he stiffly raised his head. The person in front of him was none other than Di Mo Jiu.

Jun Qiyan pursed her lips. This was the first time the two of them had met since the last kiss.

Jun Qianyan could not help but feel a bit awkward as she spoke with some uneasiness …

"I, I bought it in the black market."

Di Mo Jiu didn't seem to feel the awkwardness of Jun Qianyan as he continued, "This is the lowest grade of spirit stones. The spirit stones are filled with a rich amount of spiritual energy which can help the cultivator improve."

"However, they are extremely rare in the Eastern Xuan Continent and only a few appear in the mines. However, in the God Realm, they are considered a currency."

Di Mo Jiu said indifferently.

With just a few simple sentences, the difference between the God Realm and the Profound East Continent was made clear.

As Jun Qianyan listened to Di Mo Jiu's deep voice, he gradually forgot about the matter of the strong kiss from a few days ago.

The discomfort began to fade from his mind.

"Then how should this thing be used? I don't feel any spiritual energy from it? "

Jun Qiyan couldn't help but ask with some doubt.

The corners of Di Mo Jiu's lips curved upwards, "The method of using it is quite simple. The spirit spring water within the Nuwa Stone can help the spirit stone to recover its power."

Upon hearing these words, Jun Qianyan hurriedly placed the spirit stone within the Nuwa Stone's spirit pond.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, it was originally just an ordinary stone.

In the next instant, it became filled with spirit energy.

"What did you go to the black market for today?" Di Mo asked casually.

"Nothing much, I just want to find a suitable pill furnace."

As he spoke of Danding Jun Qiyan, he could not help but have a headache.

"Crucible?" Di Mo Jiu pondered for a while, then took out a four horned cauldron that looked lifeless and lifeless from his own Cosmic Bag.

"This is the Great Desolation Cauldron. Take it and see if it's suitable."

Di Mo Jiu then handed the pill furnace in his hand over to Jun Lange.

Jun Qianyan frowned slightly. Since it was something given by Di Mo Jiu, then it must be something extraordinary. However, he had no reason to take it away from him …

When Di Mo Jiu saw Jun Qiyan's hesitant look, a dark light flashed across his eyes.

"This is the Great Desolate Cauldron, one of the ancient divine artifacts. If you want to tame it, you have to be able to." Di Mo Jiu said slowly.

"Otherwise, it would just be a piece of scrap metal. It would be useless."

When Jun Qianyan heard this, her wrinkled brow loosened a bit. She took the pill furnace from Di Mo Jiu and began to play with it.

Jun Qiyan bit her finger, and a drop of bright blood dripped onto the icy surface of the Primordial Cauldron, before blossoming into a devilish blood-red flower.

Immediately after, Jun Qiyan felt a wave of dizziness and fainted on the ground.

When Jun Qiyan woke up, his surroundings were completely empty; it seemed as if his head was about to explode.

"She really isn't a simple girl." An elderly voice echoed in the air.

Jun Qiyan looked around nervously, but did not see any human body.

"If one wants to forge pills, the most important thing is to remain calm and not be impatient. If you can face your biggest inner demon. You are qualified to be my master. "

Jun Qiyan opened her eyes wide as she slowly said this with an ancient voice.

His biggest inner demon …

In Jun Qiyan's mind, the scene of when he was five years old and his parents lying down in front of him flashed across his mind.

The little girl was crying helplessly on the side.

Jun Qiyan only felt a flash of white light in his head, and when he woke up again, all that was left was a plethora of miserable shrieks.

"Wuu …" Mother. "

A weak voice was heard amidst the raging flames.

Jun Qiyan looked at everything in front of him in shock.

She …

She crossed over again?!

Everything that was happening in front of him was exactly the same scene as when he had been five years old and his entire clan had been exterminated.

Countless fear and anger surrounded Jun Qianyan. She trembled as she looked at her petite and bloody hands.

Jun Qiyan's eyes turned crimson as he jumped into the sea of fire. The flames engulfed the petite figure in an instant.

Jun Qiyan ignored the scorching heat around her. She anxiously searched through the numerous corpses for the figure of her mother, but to no avail.

Finally, in the center of the hall, there was a woman lying on the floor. Her messy hair covered her original appearance. Although there was only her back, Jun Qiyan still recognized that this was her mother.

Jun Qiyan's entire body was trembling. Step by step, she slowly walked towards that figure. Her face was covered with bloodstains, but even so, it couldn't cover up her devastatingly beautiful face.

"Mother …" Jun Qiyan kneeled on the ground as she lost control of herself and roared.

Why? Why was she still late?

At this time, Jun Qiyan was like a soulless doll. Her originally colourful eyes had now become extremely empty.

"You want to become stronger like this?" "He can't even resist inner demons, and he still wants to cultivate to become an Immortal?!"

A teasing voice echoed in the air, and the eyes of the people on the ground gradually gained a tinge of color.

When Jun Qiyan came back to her senses, she looked at everything before her with a perplexed expression.

Wrong...

Jun Qiyan gradually came back to her senses. She had already died a long time ago, and everything before her eyes was nothing more than her own inner demons.

As she thought of this, Jun Qiyan slowly stood up. The flames around her seemed to have become less intense in an instant.