Chapter 11: Thousands Cauldron Mark (Part 1)

Due to her broken hamstrings, she couldn’t get down from the bed to light the candles. Hence, she could only check out her right arm under the dim lighting. 

There was a wound left by the Glazed-Beads Whip on the right arm. Because it had been sprinkled with coarse salt, it hadn’t healed yet. However, from yesterday till now, she was already accustomed to this kind of pain from the lacerated flesh. In addition, after smearing medicine to heal the wound, the pain had been reduced and she couldn’t feel any piercing pain anymore.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a piece of burning red iron, sticking tightly on a place on the right arm. If it wasn’t for the fact that she couldn’t smell any burnt flesh, she would definitely think that her right arm was being burnt by a branding iron. 

The burning sensation was getting stronger!

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It was getting more and more unbearable..

She bit her lips tight and groaned lightly, “What exactly is happening?” 

Suddenly, a strange imprint flashed and appeared on the burning spot on the right arm, a purple light was radiating around the imprint. Under the set off of the purple light, that strange mark seemed to be more and more strange, and it even showed off a hint of a nobility aura that had been untouched for a long time.

Definitely not a blurred vision!

After the imprint appeared, the feeling of pain disappeared. It was as if the sensation just now was a scene and a feeling in a dream.

Xiao Qianhan carefully observed the imprint that suddenly appeared on her arm, it seemed to be a cauldron, a black one. It looked like it had nothing special, but it gave off an eerie feeling.

Why did this thing appear out of nowhere on my arm?

Just as she was being puzzled, suddenly, an even more imaginary phantom-like being emerged from the phantom-like black cauldron. 

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The phantom-like being was floating along in the air. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a child who was about five or six years old. Looking at its clothing, it was a girl.

The current situation was becoming more and more strange. Even if she had accepted all kinds of weird things on the Green Feather Continent, she was still unavoidably shocked at this moment.

The girl stretched herself and yawned. She opened up a pair of purple pupils and looked at Xiao Qianhan in astonishment. In a childlike yet seasoned manner, “It’s you? How did you get harmed by others until you look this scary? Tsk tsk, almost got scared to death by your looks!”

Xiao Qianhan suddenly lowered her eyes and looked at the girl coldly, “Who are you?”

The girl’s silhouette flickered and the pair of purple pupils seemed to be more and more eerie. She pointed at the black cauldron mark on Xiao Qianhan’s right arm and said, “I am it. I’ve slept for a thousand years. The old lady is finally awake! This feeling is so great, it’s so comfortable like never before!” 

The two words, ‘old lady’ were spit out from the mouth of a child who seemed to be five or six years old, they just… didn’t fit together.

Also, out of excitement, she circled one big round around Xiao Qianhan, dancing briskly. The purple light gradually expanded because of her excitement. 

Xiao Qianhan stared at the girl cautiously and asked coldly, “What exactly is going on?” 

A black cauldron mark appeared on her arm for no reason. Not only that, an even weirder purple-pupiled girl floated out from the black cauldron! 

“My name is Qian Zi, the spirit of the Thousands Cauldron Mark. I have served two masters of the Thousands Cauldron Mark and you are my third master. I am not sure why the Thousands Cauldron Mark chose you to be the master. You are obviously a wastrel who can’t cultivate! Obviously you are a miserable and pitiful person with a disfigured appearance. No matter what, you don’t look like my master! I was dreaming during my deep slumber, that when I wake up, the master whom I am going to see is going to be either as beautiful as a fairy, or heroically handsome. In the end…” 

Qian Zi burst out in tears with purple pearlescent tears streaming down her face, drops of tears were dripping down directly onto Xiao Qianhan’s body.

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