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Now they could only place their hopes on them. Thus, Li Yunyang took the Luring Demon Pot and headed to the Demon Prison Tower to find Feng Qingyang, while Lan Ran Qingtian and Lian Cheng Xue acted separately to see if they could find Gu Liu Ma. If luck was on their side, perhaps he had received a secret letter and was already preparing to head to Sky Beyond Mountain.
Meanwhile, Ling Zhu and Duck stayed at the inn, watching the corpse of the Witch and the Lizard Spirit, waiting for news from them. Ling Zhu stood by the window, looking outside. The Heart Demon had killed her husband, and now the Heart Demon was dead too; her revenge was considered avenged. However...
She turned to look at Duck, who was filled with guilt. She had initially wanted to leave but felt reluctant. If it weren't for the help of this group of friends, she might not have survived until today. If there was anything she cared about now, it was that they could all be safe.
At the same time, Li Yunyang arrived at the front of the Demon Prison Tower with the Luring Demon Pot but was once again blocked by the troublesome Thorns. He waved his arms and shouted loudly, "Master, Master, it's me, Yunyang!"
"Hmm?" Feng Qingyang, who was meditating intently, heard Li Yunyang's voice and slowly opened his eyes. "This child, did something happen for him to come at this time?"
He stood up and saw that the Demon Lord seemed to be unresponsive. He then turned and flew across to the other side. Upon seeing Li Yunyang's anxious expression, he quickly asked, "Disciple, what exactly happened?"
Li Yunyang hurriedly took out the Luring Demon Pot and handed it to Feng Qingyang. "Master, Shirley has been sucked into the Luring Demon Pot. Is there any way to get her out?"
"Shirley?" Feng Qingyang heard this name for the second time from his disciple's mouth. He looked at Li Yunyang in surprise and then took the Luring Demon Pot. After examining it closely, his brows furrowed tightly. "Yunyang, where did you get this divine artifact?"
Li Yunyang recalled for a moment. "It was Ling Zhu; she brought it back when she returned from Bai Ling Mountain. But Master, is there really no way to rescue Shirley from inside?"
After some back and forth, Li Yunyang still spoke highly of Xiang Xueer. Feng Qingyang frowned deeply and shook his head. "Ancient Artifact: Luring Demon Pot; I have never seen it before. However, it is said that any demon absorbed into the pot will turn into a puddle of pus after being refined for forty-nine days."
"What? Then... is there really no way?" Seeing his master's serious expression made Li Yunyang's heart sink heavily; could it be that this Dead Girl would turn into pus just like that? Would he never see her again in this life?
Feng Qingyang hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It is said that every Ancient Artifact has an Ancestor; there should be one within the Luring Demon Pot as well. Once a demon is trapped inside the Luring Demon Pot, the Ancestor will appear. If everything goes normally, that girl should have already encountered the Refiner of Demons."
Pharmaceutical Ancestor? Li Yunyang was confused; this Ancient Artifact was indeed strange. But if that were the case, what would Xiang Xueer do? Moreover, she shared a body with the Witch, so things were likely not as simple as they seemed.
Li Yunyang suddenly felt anxious. Feng Qingyang observed his disciple's expression and immediately understood. Turning around, he said, "Yunyang, I will arrange another marriage for you; this girl won't do."
"What?" Li Yunyang was startled and quickly approached his master. "Master, what do you mean? Why is Shirley not suitable? You don't even know her."
"Not suitable means not suitable. Whether human or demon, righteous or evil, a girl with such unclear identity, I absolutely will not allow you to associate with her. Yunyang, you should quickly distance yourself from her!" As soon as Feng Qingyang finished speaking, Li Yunyang's face turned pale.
"Master, you don't understand; it's not like that!" He hurriedly tried to explain, surprised that his master would disapprove of his relationship with Xiang Xueer. "She didn't initially know that the Witch's soul was inside her body, and Shirley has been trying very hard to suppress the Witch's consciousness."
Every word was in defense of that woman. Feng Qingyang frowned and angrily shouted, "Not suitable is not suitable; stop talking!"
In ancient times, a master was like a father; their words had to be obeyed, or it would be considered unfilial. Li Yunyang immediately shut his mouth when reprimanded. Seeing him obediently silent, Feng Qingyang turned to head toward the Demon Prison Tower.
"Master!" Li Yunyang suddenly called out to him. Feng Qingyang turned to look at him and saw his determined expression and calm demeanor. "If Shirley drives the Witch out of her body, will you then accept her?"
Feng Qingyang sighed deeply; it seemed this child truly cared for the girl. He finally relented: "Fine, if the Witch leaves her body, I will consider this matter!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yunyang immediately smiled and respectfully bowed to his master. "Thank you, Master! Thank you!"
Feng Qingyang shook his head and used the Azure Wind to fly toward the direction of the Demon Prison Tower. Li Yunyang tightly held onto the Luring Demon Pot, his expression becoming solemn again. "Dead Girl, what are you doing in there?"
At that moment, Xiang Xueer, inside the Luring Demon Pot, was nearly sickened by the damn sulfuric acid fumes. The sulfuric liquid on the ground kept rising. Oh my God, how long until it completely submerged her? She looked up at the dark ceiling above, which appeared like a sky filled with rolling black clouds.
"No, I can't just stay here like this; I have to think of a way!" Xiang Xueer scanned her surroundings with eagle-like eyes. Since it was a round gourd, there had to be an exit. She refused to believe that she couldn't break this damned stinky gourd.
With great effort, she picked up the AK47 behind her. "Let me add some seasoning for you," she said, and with a click, she loaded a bullet and began firing wildly at the wall of the gourd.
"Da da da." The gunfire echoed repeatedly, but no matter what material the gourd was made of, after shooting for a long time, there was not a single mark left. The bullets ricocheted off and fell into the Sulfuric Acid Water above, creating plumes of black smoke.
Xiang Xueer was drenched in sweat. Could it be that the firepower was too weak? After pondering for a moment, she jumped over a few stones and reached out to touch the texture of the gourd. Strange—it wasn't cold at all; instead, it felt warm. She poked it with a finger. "Hey? It's so soft?"
"Hahaha!" Suddenly, a strange male laughter echoed around her. Xiang Xueer quickly stepped back and looked around. "There's no one here? Could it be my ears are ringing?"
After hesitating for a moment, she kicked the gourd several times with her foot. Immediately, the same voice came from the air again: "Hey, stop scratching! It tickles!"
Xiang Xueer's foot froze in mid-air. This wasn't just ear ringing; someone was really speaking. Could it be that there was a demon inside this Luring Demon Pot? Was the Spider Demon resurrected?
She glanced at the spider legs thrown into the Sulfuric Acid Water and found no signs of resurrection. Unable to contain herself any longer, she shouted, "Who is it? Stop sneaking around and come out!"
Xiang Xueer cautiously scanned her surroundings when suddenly someone tapped her shoulder from behind. Frowning, she turned around and immediately sat down on the ground in shock.
A chubby figure poked its head out from above the wall of the gourd—a round face with small triangular eyes and a curly mustache like Avanti's at the corners of its mouth.
One hand stroked its chin as it examined Xiang Xueer. "Hmm? That's not right; you're a human, not a demon. Why were you sucked in by me?"
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