The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

"A dozen breaths... is enough. When that person opens the door, you use the secret technique to control him, and I will get rid of him as quickly as possible!" Matthew said with his eyes flashing.

"Has this person offended the master?"

According to Master Lingzun's understanding of Matthew, he knew that Matthew was a very cautious person and was rarely willing to take such a risk.

"Some grudges, once encountered, you can't let the other party go." Matthew said lightly.

Then, the two began to discuss how to use these dozen breaths to subdue the man.

A few hours later, when Master Lingzun said that the Nascent Soul's consciousness disappeared, Matthew opened the door and rushed out at the fastest speed.

It only took a breath for Matthew to reach the second floor.

Rushing to the door of Room 83, the spiritual energy in his hand flashed, and he pressed his palm on the door.

Pushing hard, the door was opened.

Sitting in the room was a middle-aged man with an elegant face.

This person was meditating and didn't expect someone to suddenly break in.

When he saw a figure with a black glow on his body flash into the private room, he also stood up quickly from his seat.

But before the elegant man could make any other moves, he heard an extremely cold snort in his head.

A scream came from the elegant man's mouth, and he fell to the ground with his hands on his head, and he was still wailing.

Matthew knocked the elegant man unconscious with a punch.

Then, he quickly sealed the ring on his hand and took off the storage bag from the elegant man.

Without time to check, Matthew stuffed the storage bag into his arms and grabbed the private room that the elegant man left.

When he left, he did not forget to close the door.

Coming to the edge of the boat, Matthew threw the elegant man directly into the sea.

Then, he returned to his private room at the fastest speed.

While taking action, Matthew silently estimated the time in his heart.

He was very fast this time, and it took less than ten breaths.

After activating the ban in the private room, Matthew took out the storage bag.

When he poured out the things inside, his face changed slightly.

This person's identity was unknown, but his storage bag was actually filled with a large number of spirit stones, and many of them were medium-grade spirit stones.

A quick count showed that there were hundreds of thousands of spirit stones alone.

For Matthew, this was definitely an unexpected gain.

After putting away so many spirit stones, Matthew began to check other things.

The quality of several magic weapons was average, and they could be exchanged for some spirit stones.

"Flying needle magic weapon, this is rare." When he opened a small box, he saw a flying needle that was as long as a finger but as thin as a hair lying inside.

After pinching the flying needle and trying to inject magic power into it, Matthew found that the flying needle turned transparent.

"Good magic weapon, let's call it the shadowless needle." After a quick try, Matthew smiled with satisfaction.

Put the shadowless needle aside and refine it later.

Then, he continued to check the items.

Although there were many things in the storage bag of the elegant man, the types were not complicated.

There were very few ores, talismans, and pills.

The only thing that could interest Matthew again was two pill recipes suitable for the late stage of Danjie.

After sorting out all the things, Matthew finally found a purple fragment at the bottom.

This fragment was not very big, only half the size of a palm.

"Ding Ling, you keep this thing first, and you can take it out when I enter the space next time." After taking a few glances at the fragment, Matthew said softly.

"Okay."

Ding Ling was very happy to find the fragment.

Matthew was also in a good mood to get a fragment so smoothly this time.

However, a few hours later, a roar sounded on the ship.

Many people who didn't know what was going on were disturbed and came out of the private room to check the situation.

Matthew also followed the others and came to the deck.

Standing on the deck was the elegant man who was thrown into the sea by him.

At this moment, the other person's face was no longer elegant and easy-going. His face was full of anger, and he kept yelling and cursing.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" A cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan obviously knew the elegant man, and asked softly after walking out of the crowd.

"I was meditating and practicing in the private room, and suddenly a man with black air on his body broke in. I don't know what method he used to make me temporarily unconscious. Not only that, the storage bag on my body was taken away, and the person was thrown into the sea!" The elegant man became more excited when he saw the familiar person appear.

"With Brother Chen's cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan, I'm afraid not many people on the ship can subdue you in an instant." The person who spoke obviously didn't believe the elegant man's words.

The elegant man was about to open his mouth to explain a few more words, and saw three flashes of spiritual light appear beside him.

After the spiritual light dissipated, three old men were revealed.

After these three people appeared, they all exuded the aura of the Nascent Soul stage.

Everyone present changed their expressions and stepped back subconsciously.

"We three old guys are the worshippers of this ship. Our consciousness covers this ship for twelve hours a day, and we didn't find what you said." One of the old men with a ruddy face said lightly.

"But my storage bag was indeed robbed, and I was thrown into the sea!" Although the elegant man was a little afraid of the aura emitted by the three people, he still said it with a stiff face.

"If it were me, I would never let you come back alive." At this time, a black-faced old man spoke coldly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt a chill, and some people shuddered suddenly. The eyes looking at the black-faced old man also became fearful.

"I..."

For the words of the black-faced old man, the elegant man didn't know how to defend himself for a while.

"This Taoist friend must have lost his mind during cultivation. It's good to recover now. Let's all go." The last white-faced old man glanced at the expressions of the crowd and chuckled.

After this person finished speaking, all the onlookers dispersed.

Only the elegant man was left standing there.

After a long time, this person sighed and walked towards the private room on the second floor.