The next day, when Scarface went to carry out his harvesting, he discovered that the "furnace vessel" he used for harvesting was dead.
Scarface found it impossible to believe.
She had been perfectly fine before. How had she suddenly lost all will to live and gone to seek death on her own?
Scarface was both furious and irritable.
He was cultivating at a critical moment, and had to harvest every day, or his evil art would inevitably backlash.
In the short term, it was still manageable. At most, the evil fire would surge up and his mood would turn violent.
But if it went on too long and the backlash worsened, then at best his spiritual power would fall into disorder, and at worst he would lose his mind entirely.
He needed to find another woman to use as a furnace vessel!
But Great Black Mountain was desolate. Where was he supposed to find a woman to harvest?
Some days ago, the First Leader had also sent word down, telling the brothers of Black Mountain Stronghold to keep a low profile for the time being and commit fewer crimes outside, lest they draw attention.
They had already been short of furnace vessels to begin with. Now there was even less he could do.
Scarface had no choice but to think of a way to cool the evil fire, suppress his desire, and avoid losing his mind.
On the right side inside Black Mountain Stronghold, there was a waterfall.
The water above the waterfall flowed down from the mountain, pouring like a white silk ribbon, falling into the stronghold, then streaming toward the abyss below.
The waterfall water was icy to the bone.
Seeing no one around, Scarface took off his daoist robe and placed it to the side together with