Chapter 134 - 131: Caught in One’s Own Trap

Mo Qianqian watched as the delicate, snow-white body began to writhe and shrink. Even its six long legs completely retracted together. Finally, the Black Widow shrank into a white sphere about half a meter in size. Immediately after, a hard, black shell formed on the outside, tightly wrapping its entire body. It looked just like a large black egg, over half a meter in diameter.

"This..." Mo Qianqian was a bit dumbfounded. Was the Black Widow going through a metamorphosis, or entering a dormant state to recover?

"It spun a cocoon around itself. It has sealed itself off," the mysterious woman’s voice rang out again.

"For how long?" Mo Qianqian asked.

"I’m not sure. At the shortest, six months to a year; at the longest, it might take several years or even more," she replied.

"Then I can just take it with me and throw it into the Ling Family’s estate," Mo Qianqian said. But there was another problem. Did he have to physically carry this large, half-meter black egg? Wouldn’t that be far too conspicuous?

"Actually, you can use the Ninefold Coffin as a storage space and put it inside," the mysterious woman reminded him.

"Hmm?" Mo Qianqian’s eyes lit up. "How do I do that?"

"It’s quite simple, actually!"

As soon as she spoke, a stream of consciousness suddenly transmitted from his shadow directly into Mo Qianqian’s mind. He was startled. This mysterious woman was powerful indeed. She even knew how to store things in the Ninefold Coffin and could casually transmit the method to him.

Looking at it this way, wasn’t the mysterious woman in the Second-Layer Coffin close to breaking her seal? Once she got out, wouldn’t he face another life-and-death crisis?

Mo Qianqian thought, "I must grow stronger, and quickly!"

He didn’t just have to deal with the Ling Family; he also had to survive. Only by becoming powerful—rapidly powerful—would he have a sliver of hope. Otherwise, when that terrifying entity broke out at some unknown time, no one would be able to save him. Of course, it also depended on exactly when she could escape. If she broke the seal in the short term, then no matter how fast he broke through, he probably wouldn’t be able to resist.

Following the method she taught him, Mo Qianqian shifted his Spirit. The next moment, a deep red spatial glow suddenly covered the area ahead, instantly vanishing and taking the large black egg with it. This method of storing other people and objects was actually quite similar to entering it himself. It wasn’t difficult at all.

"Senior, you wouldn’t happen to be encouraging it to dig up the Second-Layer Coffin, would you?" Mo Qianqian suddenly asked, thinking of a glaring issue.

"It’s possible. So, remember to throw it out before it awakens, or else I might really make it dig up the coffin," the mysterious woman laughed.

Mo Qianqian’s heart tightened. She said it as a joke, but he didn’t know if it was true. Regardless, he had to throw this thing out as soon as possible. Especially when faced with danger—if they encountered peril, this Black Widow couldn’t just stay inside its eggshell forever, right?

"First, I need to refine the Flame Demon Flower!"

Mo Qianqian subsequently left the cave. After moving far away from its location, he stopped at a relatively hidden spot. He roused his Spirit and directly activated the Ninefold Coffin.

The next moment, the apocalyptic, Star Realm scene of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin appeared vividly in his consciousness. A faint phantom of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin surfaced between Mo Qianqian’s eyebrows, and a dim light enveloped his entire body. Pulled by an inexplicable force, Mo Qianqian felt his vision blur.

In the next instant, his body appeared within the first layer of the Ninefold Coffin, on the Dark Red Rock Island. He sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed the Flame Demon Flower, and began to refine it. Who knew if its medicinal efficacy would fade if kept for too long?

As soon as he swallowed the Flame Demon Flower, Mo Qianqian felt a surging medicinal power crash through his body. He felt as though his entire physique was about to explode from the sheer impact. He hastily circulated the World-Destroying Heaven-Shattering Technique, washing the energy through his physical body.

Three days later.

WHOOSH!

A powerful aura burst forth from the surface of Mo Qianqian’s body. His physical cultivation broke through from the Second Realm, Fifth Level, to the Sixth Level. Moreover, the medicinal power did not stop there; not even half of it had been refined.

Another five days passed.

Once again, a fresh aura emanated from Mo Qianqian’s body. His physical cultivation broke through once more, rising from the Second Realm, Sixth Level, to the Seventh Level.

Mo Qianqian was overjoyed. Regarding the Flame Demon Flower, Ling Qingxue had indeed not lied. It truly allowed one’s cultivation in the Spirit Profound Realm and the Second Realm to break through by two consecutive levels!

Mo Qianqian began to weigh his options, thinking, "Second Realm, Seventh Level. With my combat prowess, if I go all out with my trump cards, fighting a Fifth or Sixth Level Tongyou Realm expert shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

At this moment, he could already feel that explosive power coursing through his veins. He knew that his strength was now incredibly, overwhelmingly powerful!

"Ling Qingxue, your time of death is drawing near!"

The next moment, Mo Qianqian charged out of the Ninefold Coffin. He reappeared in the Black Demon Ridge area. As soon as he emerged, he heard a clamor of voices exchanging words not far ahead.

"We are from the Ling Family! If you lay a hand on us, do you Iron Hammer Mercenaries wish to be annihilated?" a cold, stern voice rang out.

"People from the Ling Family?" Mo Qianqian was surprised. It had been eight days; why were the Ling Family’s men still here? Or had the Ling Family sent more people to search for that fake Mo Qianqian?

"Brothers, they say we wouldn’t dare attack the Ling Family!" a burly man’s voice boomed.

"HAHAHA..."

A boisterous commotion came from ahead. Mo Qianqian quietly slipped behind an ancient tree. Looking ahead, he saw seven burly men wielding massive sledgehammers surrounding a group of three. Those three consisted of two youths and one middle-aged man. Clearly, they were all from the Ling Family. Hearing the mercenaries’ laughter, the three Ling Family members took on solemn expressions.

Mo Qianqian sighed inwardly, "Mercenaries... perhaps I can try to recruit them."

For the Asura Conglomerate, what he actually wanted most were all sorts of desperados to infiltrate the Ling Family for him. Mercenaries were exactly that—desperados living on the razor’s edge, not much different from the Slaughterer with the Evil Blade.

Seeing the ages of the three Ling Family members, they didn’t look like high-level experts of the Tongyou Realm. Coupled with his current cultivation at the Second Realm, Seventh Level, he wasn’t the least bit afraid of the three from the Ling Family—or the mercenaries, for that matter. He simply stepped out from behind the ancient tree.

"Hmm?" At that moment, the entire group turned their attention toward Mo Qianqian.

"Master Asura!" Seeing Mo Qianqian in his masked disguise, the three from the Ling Family were instantly overjoyed.

The middle-aged man among them called out, "Master Asura, we are acting on the orders of the Young Master to come and find you."

"Find me?" Mo Qianqian was taken aback. "Find me for what?"

"Our Young Master is concerned about Master Asura’s safety," the middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Concerned about the Flame Demon Flower, you mean?" Mo Qianqian scoffed. "Apologies, I have already gifted that Flame Demon Flower to someone else."

"Are you Asura, the Great Treasure Master of the Asura Conglomerate?" one of the burly men asked.

The middle-aged man from the Ling Family hurriedly added, "Master Asura, our Ling Family is willing to befriend you. These mercenaries want to attack us. We ask Master Asura to lend a helping hand. Once we return, the Ling Family will definitely reward Master Asura handsomely."