"Azure Heaven Cauldron!" My heart clenched. This little cauldron was clearly the Azure Heaven Cauldron. My birth had begun with this cauldron—it could be said to have carried my destiny. It was the beginning of everything!
"Azure Heaven Cauldron may be what you call it, but we call it the Heavenly Mandate Cauldron. It is the source of all fate, and the object that determines the world's fortune." The black-robed man spoke blandly. He began fiddling with the object in his hands as well, while all the immortals around us seemed not to notice what he was doing, their attention fixed entirely on the competition.
"Whether it's the Heavenly Mandate Cauldron or the Azure Heaven Cauldron, don't delude yourself into thinking you can use it to do anything to me!" I said coldly. But in the next moment, I discovered that beneath layers of azure clouds inside the cauldron, a middle-aged man was meditating in a Daoist's room. He was thin and lean, with sharply defined features. Though his temples already showed wisps of white, they only added to his immortal air.
And how could I possibly not know this man?
He was my father, who had remained behind on Earth.
I drew a deep breath. My eyes turned icy as I said, "What do you mean?"
"Let's have some fun. How about we see who gets the last laugh this time? If you win, this Heavenly Mandate Cauldron is yours. Of course, if you lose..." The black-robed man spoke unhurriedly, then looked toward the Heavenly Mandate Cauldron. At some point, wind and rain suddenly raged outside the Daoist temple's windows, lightning flashed, and the two windows banged wildly in the storm!
Xia Qingping's expression changed slightly. After standing up, he hurried to the window and shut it, but with