The Most Generous Master Ever

929 No Skills, It’s All Personal

Previously, Ye Qiu thought that this Mother Qi Cauldron was obtained when he was chased to the extreme ice cave in the Grand Primordium Mine.

This was because it was at that time that the Mother Qi Cauldron appeared for the first time. Coupled with his various encounters, Ye Qiu guessed that he had obtained this divine artifact in the ice cave.

Not only did Ye Qiu think so, but he also said so.

This was because before the Mother Qi Cauldron was completely refined, he had no idea that his mother had left the Mother Qi Cauldron in his body to nourish his soul after he was born. He had heard from Ye Wuhen that Ye Qingxuan was born with a cold body, a weak soul, and a weak and sickly body. In his early years, he was very fragile.

In order to save her youngest son’s life, his mother gave her youngest son her most powerful divine artifact, her only life-saving treasure.

Perhaps it was also because of this that he was able to survive that calamity. As for his mother, she lost her ability to resist and fell into the sea of flames because she did not have the Mother Qi Cauldron.

All causes had consequences.

Perhaps his mother did not regret this decision. After all, maternal love was great.

Ye Wuhen was afraid that Ye Qingxuan would spend his life in guilt, so he never told him this. Therefore, he had always thought that this cauldron was an immortal encounter he had obtained in the Extreme Ice Cave after experiencing despair and darkness.

However, he did not know that when his life was in danger, the remaining consciousness of his mother in the Mother Qi Cauldron activated the divine cauldron and saved him from the darkness.

Ye Qiu also happened to obtain this from a conversation with Ye Wuhen. Although he didn’t know why Ye Wuhen told him this, it wasn’t important.

Most importantly, Ye Qiu knew such a thing. He knew that a weak woman had sacrificed everything for her child.

Shaking his head, Ye Qiu stopped thinking about these things. It was too oppressive. He did not tell Ye Qingxuan about this. If he was smart enough, he would know the truth after completely mastering the divine cauldron.

At that time, it would depend on whether he could withstand this mental pressure. If he couldn’t, his mental state would probably be damaged and it would be difficult for him to take another step forward in his life.

“Ye Qingxuan! Bear my anger.” Wang Teng, who was holding the Weeping Blood Banner, opened and closed. His cultivation level increased and he reached the late-stage Dao Sacrificial realm.

Their cultivation levels were completely the same. However, unlike Wang Teng’s pseudo realm, Ye Qingxuan was a true late-stage Dao Sacrificial expert. Moreover, his foundation was unbreakable. It was not something a pseudo realm like Wang Teng could compare to.

“Haha, a clown is still a clown in the end!” Ye Qingxuan smiled disdainfully in the face of Wang Teng’s powerful attack. He was very angry, but this anger wasn’t directed at Wang Teng, but Ye Qiu.

The strange thing was that he was clearly angry at Ye Qiu, but he was fighting Wang Teng again. In his anger, he looked at Wang Teng’s face. It was as if he was hallucinating. It gradually became ferocious. Slowly, a more familiar face appeared in front of him.

Ye Qiu!

“Ah… Dog thief.”

It was the illusion effect of the Weeping Blood Banner. It directly revealed Ye Qingxuan’s mental demons state. In this state, Wang Teng’s face was replaced by Ye Qiu’s.

As a result, Ye Qingxuan didn’t seem to see Wang Teng, but Ye Qiu. This was his lifelong enemy. It was like a mental demon. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape. The pressure of the surroundings made it difficult for him to breathe. If he did not defeat his mental demons, he would be trapped here.

“Damn it! You deserve to die.” With a hysterical roar, Ye Qingxuan held the cauldron with one hand and suddenly rushed over. His anger had already gone to his head. He could no longer care about the fancy killing moves. There was only anger in his eyes. He punched out with his fist, and the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for more than ten years seemed to have been vented. “Kill, kill, kill!”

The undead that surged out of the Weeping Blood Banner were reduced to ashes by Ye Qingxuan. He only had one goal, and that was the owner of the Weeping Blood Banner, Wang Teng!

“F*ck! Is this guy crazy?” With a loud bang, Wang Teng collided with Ye Qingxuan’s fist. Suddenly, he was sent flying like a kite.