Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 208 – The Flame of Primal Chaos, and the Furnace of Good Fortune

[TL’s note:

These last couple of chapter required a lot of background research; sorry about the delays…..

The flame of primal chaos refers to a mythical flame that is the origination of all matter; like the big bang theory sort of a thing. The object referred to as a furnace, is more like a cauldron in terms of appearance.]

There were two bodies of Jun Mo Xie’s inside the Hongjun Pagoda at the moment; A real one, and an illusionary one.

An irresistibly strong force was trying to pull the two bodies together, and soon the two bodies fused together and became one.

The Furnace of Good Fortune had started issuing a sonorous sound once again, and soon a light emerged from it, circled around the furnace, and then vanished into nothingness.

Jun Mo Xie suddenly realized that his wrist had been cut, and blood was flowing out of that cut like fountain; however, instead of falling down to the ground, his blood was falling straight into the furnace!

The initially fading multicolored flame started blazing up again, and had soon encompassed the entire furnace into its colorful conflagration. However, Jun Mo Xie didn’t feel any heat from this massive fire, even though he was standing close proximity.

The Flame of Primal Chaos!

These words suddenly appeared inside his mind, and then a dark golden-blood colored light flashed from within the Furnace of Good Fortune, and instantly entered into Jun Mo Xie’s body. The young master Jun abruptly realized that the wound on his wrist had faded away all of a sudden, and if his body hadn’t been feeling a slight discomfort due to the massive blood loss, he would’ve never realized that his wrist had just been cut moments ago.

The multicolored flame suddenly stopped burning again, and the entire room quieted down once again, reversing the atmosphere of the room to the one similar to when he had entered the second floor in the beginning.

The three-legged furnace remained silently in its place at the center of the room.

The multicolored flame under the furnace was only burning with a very small fire underneath at the moment, but the flame was still so smooth that it seemed as if it would continue to burn for the rest of eternity.

The book was still quietly placed next to this furnace.

Jun Mo Xie continued to stare at his surroundings with eyes wide open for a long time, believing that he was inside a dream, and then suddenly pinched his thighs; even though he felt the pain of the pinch, it still seemed to him as if he hadn’t yet recovered from the shock of these sudden and unexpected turn of events…..

How did my body get in here?

For a long time, he was unable to believe what his eyes were seeing, and pinched his body a few times as a result. He pinched his body so hard that at one point it seemed as if he’d pull out his skin, but this sharp pain finally made him realize: this is really hurting! It seems that my body has really entered into the Hongjun Pagoda!

Does this mean that I can access it anytime I want? Jun Mo Xie’s head was still feeling a bit dizzy; it was almost as if the heavens were dropping meat pies on his head, and he didn’t have any place to take shelter.

However, the young master Jun was still feeling a strange sense of happiness at this moment!

He hadn’t found happiness in shade, or in the radiance of springs, but only inside the Hongjun Pagoda…..

He he…..

”Blood becomes the evidence, soul’s wisdom becomes the proof, and the soul transforms in strength – the Flame of Primal Chaos refines all living things in this world; the furnace of good fortune, turns into the supreme creator!”

These words suddenly appeared inside Jun Mo Xie’s brain. The young master Jun could clearly feel that his body, the odd ancient-looking Furnace of Good Fortune, as well as the Flame of Primal Chaos were now so closely related that it would be impossible to separate them.

Jun Mo Xie took two steps forward, and leaned over the golden colored book.

Just as his hand touched the book, the book suddenly turned to a mass made of nothingness, circled over the Furnace of Good Fortune once, and then vanished into the space between his eyebrows just as the previous images and letters had.

Folk Remedy!

[TL: Folk Remedy means homemade medicines.]