Jar

"Boom!"

The lifeless corpse of Cang Wu fell onto the Bronze Cauldron.

Yi Yun landed as well, and with a wave of his hand, Cang Wu's Space Ring landed in Yi Yun's hand. Yi Yun was quite interested in Cang Wu's collection.

In addition, Yi Yun noticed a clay pot next to Cang Wu. The pot was dark green and looked like a cheap pottery product made in a random folk kiln, completely unremarkable.

Yi Yun held the earthenware pot in his hand. It felt very heavy. The small pot seemed to weigh over a hundred pounds. There were some engravings on the side of the pot, which looked like fish swimming around an eye.

Yi Yun turned his head and saw that the Poison Demon was still there in the sky.

It had been baring its fangs and claws, but now it was struggling to withstand Ling Xie'er's attacks. Cang Wu's death had not directly harmed it.

Seeing Yi Yun looking over, and knowing that its master was dead and there was a cute-looking but incredibly powerful little girl, the Poison Demon felt despair. It desperately tried to escape, but the Kanglong Ding was sealed, and its interior only contained a space large enough to hold a mountain ten thousand meters high. Plus, the earthenware jar it had been using was still in Yi Yun's hands. Where could it possibly go?

"Xie'er, stop for a moment."

Yi Yun spoke, Xie'er flames receded, revealing the true form of the Poison Demon, which was charred black and suffering terribly.

"Get down!"

Yi Yun commanded.

The Poison Demon's eyes darted around, and it roared a few times, pretending not to understand human speech.

"Brother Yi Yun told you to come down, didn't you understand!" Ling Xie'er's little face hardened, and the Evil God's Fire Seed in her hand roared to life again, threatening to spread towards the Poison Demon.

The Poison Demon was truly frightened. It hurriedly cried out, "Don't burn it! Don't burn it! I'll come down right now!"

As the Poison Demon spoke, it shrank its entire body, transforming into a Fierce Beasts resembling a black tiger, and landed in front of Yi Yun.

It was several times larger than an ordinary tiger. Although it looked ferocious, its eyes were cunning and darting. It was somewhat afraid of Yi Yun, but it was also secretly watching the earthenware pot in Yi Yun's hand.

Yi Yun casually examined the earthenware pot. He could sense that it was no ordinary object, and that Cang Wu had been fortunate enough to obtain it.

What's your background?

Yi Yun asked the Poison Demon.

"I have no background whatsoever; I'm just a can of poison that has become a spirit."

The Poison Demon described it simply: its voice was strange, loud yet deep, echoing strongly in the ears like the clanging of heavy metal.

"Since that's the case, you're useless now, Xie'er, burn it!"

Yi Yun sealed the lid of the earthenware pot and waved to Xie'er.

"Okay, Brother Yi Yun." Xie'er didn't hesitate; whoever Yi Yun told her to burn, she would burn.

"Wait! Wait a minute!" The Poison Demon was startled and quickly said, "No, you'll regret burning me!"

"You're so weak, and you have no background, what do you have to regret?" Yi Yun said dismissively.

The Poison Demon was annoyed. "You say I'm weak? It's clearly this little girl who's too strong! Besides, fire is the natural enemy of poison. I was almost burned to ashes. If it were any ordinary poison, it would have been reduced to ashes by this freakish little girl long ago."

The Poison Demon was indignant, Yi Yun smiled slightly. Indeed, fire has a certain degree of restraint over poison, and the origin of the Evil God's Fire Seed is too terrifying. It even devoured the Emperor Heaven Pure Fire. It's already quite good that the Poison Demon has been able to hold out for so long in its battle with Ling Xie'er.

Yi Yun examined the earthenware pot in front of him again. Yi Yun stared at the eye surrounded by swimming fish for a few more moments. The more he looked at the eye, the more terrifying it seemed. It was like an abyss that could suck in one's soul.

"I advise you not to look at it for too long," the Poison Demon suddenly said. "Those patterns are extremely sinister. If you look at them for too long, your Divine Soul will be damaged, and you might even become completely absorbed, forgetting who you are."

"Oh? From what I'm hearing... you and the clay pot weren't originally one?" Yi Yun looked at the Poison Demon. If the clay pot and the Poison Demon were one, and the clay pot was also controlled by the Poison Demon, then naturally there would be no such warning.

"Since you know so much about this, do you know the origin of this earthenware pot?" Yi Yun asked again.

The Poison Demon paused for a moment, not expecting that its casual remark would be so easily understood by Yi Yun, who discerned the underlying meaning: it was indeed not one with the earthenware jar. "This is my dwelling place, so naturally I know a little about it."

"I asked you about your background?"

Yi Yun pressed further, but the Poison Demon seemed unwilling to discuss the origin of the earthenware jar. It hesitated and remained silent. Yi Yun frowned. "My patience is limited."

The Poison Demon finally gave up and said, "It's actually an Ashes Jar..."

"Ashes?"

Yi Yun was stunned. He hadn't expected that this was actually a container for storing ashes. The container was of exceptional quality, yet it was used to store ashes. He wondered who had such a grand gesture.

Do you know its owner?

"I really don't know," the Poison Demon shook his head.

"How did you get into this urn?" Yi Yun asked again. If this Ashes Jar was stored in the tomb of an important person, then the Ashes Jar itself should have a seal. Getting inside the urn would be extremely difficult.

"I was already inside. That important figure died in battle. The person who fought him was even stronger and a master of Great Poison Technique. After the important figure was poisoned to death and his body was cremated, some toxins remained in his ashes. Over countless years, this poison developed consciousness, and that is me."

The Poison Demon spilled its beans about its origins, something it was reluctant to talk about, mainly because it was born in Ashes Jar, which didn't sound very honorable. The origins it had told Cang Wu before were things like being a former god-king.

Faced with Yi Yun, it ultimately chose to tell the truth, as boasting could have killed someone.

"They were poisoned..."

Yi Yun took a deep breath. He hadn't expected this Poison Demon to have such a background. The important figure who used the Ashes Jar was already extraordinary, but the being capable of killing him was even more terrifying.

The Great Poison Technique used by that being was simply unimaginable. After poisoning that important figure to death, the body was burned by the flames during cremation. The flames that could burn the body of such an important figure must not be ordinary fire. However, the poison was not refined and remained in the ashes. After hundreds of millions of years of immortality, it actually evolved to have sentience.

Who is the one who used this Great Poison Technique?

Yi Yun asked, knowing that the poisons here were not limited to those of plants and animals. The Great Poison Technique was also recorded in the Medicine God's Classics. When the world or even the universe collapsed, it would produce World-Ending Smoke, which was itself a kind of poison, a poison that could corrupt the world.

The Poison Demon shook his head and said, "I don't know. Before I gained consciousness, I was in a state of chaos. I can't remember any of those things..."