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(A little late, hehe.)
The pitch-black Cauldron looked exactly as it had at the beginning, without any change. The two kept probing it with their divine sense, but apart from the heat, they could detect nothing unusual. Even Li Xiaoya's powerful divine sense, far beyond that of cultivators at his level, could not penetrate the Cauldron in the slightest.
After examining it for quite some time, neither could make out any clues. Zhang Hong jabbed a finger toward the Cauldron's lid, sending a streak of red radiance shooting at it. A ding rang out, but the lid did not budge.
"Even all that commotion earlier didn't make this thing move. It must be far heavier than normal. Let me try," Li Xiaoya said from beside her. With that, he simply reached out to grab the handle on the Cauldron's lid.
"Be careful," Zhang Hong warned despite herself. She stepped back a few paces and readied herself.
"All right," Li Xiaoya replied with a smile. His hand shot out like lightning and seized the handle on the lid. A puff of white smoke suddenly rose.
"Aah!" Li Xiaoya screamed and snatched his hand back. His palm had turned fiery red.
"What happened?" Zhang Hong asked anxiously, hurrying over. Seeing that his palm was red and merely scalded, she said helplessly, "How could you be so careless? You didn't even protect your hand with magic power. Serves you right." She took a Small Bottle from her Storage Pouch, poured out a little Blue Liquid, and spread it over his palm.
Li Xiaoya let Zhang Hong take his hand. An icy coolness washed over his palm, instantly banishing the pain and leaving him wonderfully comfortable. Before long, his palm had returned to normal. Strangely, he