My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife - Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295
Chapter 1295: Breaking the Refinery King Kettle


Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

"Do you think Qingfeng is dead now? Has he turned into a puddle of blood?"

"Definitely! Qingfeng must be dead, since no one can hide from the Refinery King Kettle's melting process . In ancient times, the Kettle even melted saints, and even they were turned into just a puddle of blood, not to mention average self-cultivators . "

"That's right, even if the Refinery King Kettle had declined in power, it would still be able to melt a king level self-cultivator . "

Everyone around looked at the Refinery King Kettle in Binger Zhao's hand, and discussed endlessly . They all thought Qingfeng had already died and had became a puddle of blood inside the kettle .

Outside of the kettle, everyone thought Qingfeng had died; no one believed he could survive, unless he was a saint .

Flower Fairy's pretty face grew worried, as everyone around had already come to the conclusion that he had died . This tormented her .

"Puppy, do you think Big Brother Li is dead?" Flower Fairy asked Black Puppy with great concern .

Black Puppy shook its head and said, "Don't worry, Qingfeng won't die that easily . "

Black Puppy knew Qingfeng intimately, and he knew he had hidden powers . The golden flame wasn't used yet, and once it was taken out, it could definitely destroy the Refinery King Kettle .

Inside the Kettle, Qingfeng reached out with his finger and a ray of golden flame lightly bounced on the tip of his finger . Like a golden fairy, it bounced around beautifully .

However, if you felt the golden flame' temperature, you wouldn't think it was beautiful anymore, because it was five thousand and five hundred degrees high .

Humans would be instantly turned into ashes at this temperature . Only Qingfeng's body could withstand this heat; if it were someone else, they would've turned into ashes .

"Qingfeng, I'll enter the sword, you crack the 18 talisman script flaws I just mentioned, and then destroy the Refinery King Kettle to get out," Dark Night Emperor said and pointed out the 18 talisman script flaws to Qingfeng once again .

After he spoke, Dark Night Emperor formed a black ray of light and entered the sword .

Qingfeng placed the sword into the interspatial ring, and, with concentrated eyes, he inspected the talisman script flaws before him .

Swoosh!

Qingfeng waved the golden flame in-between his fingers, and, with his careful control, he shot one onto the first talisman script flaw . The talisman script burned and disappeared with a hint of green smoke .

If the talisman script flaws weren't discovered, Qingfeng would never have been able to burn it, no matter how powerful the Golden Flames were .

As soon as the talisman script flaws were revealed, it would be rendered weak, and the Golden Flames would find its weak spots, and naturally attack it and burn it .



After the first talisman script was burnt, a crack appeared on the surface of the Refinery King Kettle, and it was massively apparent on the smooth surface of the Kettle .

"What's happening, why did my Refinery King Kettle crack?" Binger Zhao looked at the Refinery King Kettle in her hands with great terror and shock .

The kettle could increase or decrease in size . When Binger Zhao sucked in Qingfeng, she decreased its size and held it in her hands .

However, this small kettle, that once ruled the self-cultivation realm, was now cracked .

Everyone around heard Binger Zhao's voice, and they all looked towards her . They saw the crack on the Refinery King Kettle's surface, and they were shocked with disbelief .

"My gosh, why is there a crack on the kettle? This is a saint's treasure, what is happening?"

"Does this mean Qingfeng is cracking the kettle from the inside?"

"What are you saying, that's impossible, Qingfeng might be powerful, but he can't crack a saint's spiritual treasure . "

All the self-cultivators around discussed endlessly, their eyes filled with shock . In the Huaxia self-cultivation realm, the Refinery King Kettle was an invincible treasure, an undefeatable presence in everyone's mind .

Everyone would rather offend Spirit Emperors than offend the owner of the Refinery King Kettle . Because once they were sucked inside, they were bound to melt into blood without any remnants of their corpse left .



Black Puppy saw the crack on the kettle, and it became joyful . It knew Qingfeng had cracked it, because no one else was sucked into the Refinery King Kettle other than Qingfeng .

Meanwhile inside the Refinery King Kettle, Qingfeng saw the crack on the destroyed talisman script and became excited because he knew Dark Night Emperor's orders were correct .

"Binger Zhao, you despicable woman, I'll destroy your Refinery King Kettle completely . " Qingfeng smiled coldly, and with the control of the flames in his hands, he charged at the second talisman script flaw .

Bang!

With a loud sound, the flames in Qingfeng's hands cracked the second talisman script flaw, and burned it into ashes .

The third talisman script followed, then the fourth, the fifth… .

All the way until the 18th talisman script flaw, all were burned into nothingness by the Golden Flames .

More and more cracks appeared on the kettle, beginning with one crack, two cracks, and, soon, 18 cracks that closely knitted together like a cob web .

Bang!

With a loud sound, the Refinery King Kettle suddenly exploded into countless pieces and disappeared .

Along with the Refinery King Kettle's explosion, Qingfeng's body emerged out of the Kettle and appeared before everyone .

This was a kettle once used by a saint, so it was extremely powerful . Even when it exploded, the talisman scripts pieces charged outwards and wounded those that stood around it .

"My Refinery King Kettle! Qingfeng you asshole, why would you destroy my Kettle?" Binger Zhao's face turned gruesome and her eyes filled with anger .

The Refinery King Kettle was the most prized treasure of the Sword Emperor Sect, and not even the sect master himself dared to use it .

However now, the Refinery King Kettle was destroyed in Binger Zhao's hands . Binger Zhao had no clue what to tell her father .

The self-cultivators around were all stunned, even more shocked than as if they saw their parents die .

"How did the Refinery King Kettle shatter? It was a saint's spiritual treasure . "

"Qingfeng is too powerful! Not even the Refinery King Kettle could trap him . He is invincible . "

"From now on, Qingfeng is my idol . I think he will become a saint in the future! That's why he could crack the Refinery King Kettle . "

All the self-cultivators around discussed endlessly, their eyes filled with shock and looking at Qingfeng with great admiration .

For some self-cultivators, they even saw Qingfeng as an equivalent to a saint .