My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

Just as Qingfeng Li found a moment to catch his breath, massive amounts of black liquid began to pour from the sky.

When Xue Lin, Mengyao Xu, Ruyan Liu, and the others reached the mountaintop, they were just in time to witness Qingfeng Li being sucked in by the black pot. At the sight, their faces stilled, and their eyes were filled with horror.

Xue Lin yelled out, "Honey!"

But Qingfeng Li was already captured by the black pot and was unable to hear her screams.

Hearing her voice, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint gazed toward Xue Lin, Mengyao Xu, and the rest of the group, his eyes glimmering with greed. He could sense the unordinary energies emitting from the women. Especially Xue Lin, she possessed the bloodline of a divine beast.

The Nine-headed Demonic Saint was naturally drawn to divine beast bloodlines. He knew that the consumption of Xue Lin's blood would elevate his powers exponentially.

The Nine-headed Demonic Saint looked at Xue Lin and said, "Beauty, your husband has been trapped in my Demonic Saint Pot. Soon, he will become a puddle of blood and his soul will forever be imprisoned. I think you should come with me instead."

Infuriated, Xue Lin spat on the ground in front of the Nine-headed Demonic Saint. She said coldly, "In your dreams! My husband won't die. Watch, he's going to destroy your Demonic Saint Pot in the next second!"

As if he had heard the world's funniest joke, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint let his head fall back as he laughed out loud. "Beauty, you are too confident in your husband. Do you know what level my pot belongs to? It's a high-grade demonic item. Your husband is no match for my treasure. He's only a low-grade saint."

Xue Lin furrowed her brows, worried about her husband's safety. Both Ruyan Liu and Mengyao Xu also looked anxious as could be.

The only ones unfazed were Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake; they were confident in Qingfeng Li's powers.

Maybe Qingfeng Li wasn't strong enough to break out of the Demonic Saint Pot himself, but he had many powerful beings surrounding him. Other than Dark Night Emperor and the Fire Dragon's Soul, the most powerful person on his side was the Demonic Peacock Empress.

The Demonic Peacock Empress had been in a deep slumber. Once she awakened, she would shake up the entire universe. A mere Demonic Saint Pot was no match for her powers.

At this moment, Qingfeng Li was faced with grave dangers brought upon by the Demonic Saint Pot. At the sight of the pouring black liquid rain, he panicked, his eyes full of astonishment. This was the first time such an expression had grazed his face.

He had felt its corrosive powers before, as a single drop of the liquid burned through his arm. It had only stopped after Qingfeng Li used his golden flame.

But it was even worse now; the sky was pouring black liquid, endless and infinite.

Qingfeng Li knew that he couldn't let the black liquid touch his body. Otherwise, it would melt him into a puddle.

He immediately began to channel his inner vital essence, forming above himself a gigantic protective light veil.

However, the defensive light veil was corroded as soon as it was struck by the black liquid, unable to defend against the black liquid's powerful acidic nature.

The voice of the Dark Night Emperor sounded in Qingfeng Li's head, "Kid, you must be careful. The Demonic Saint Pot is beyond powerful. In the ancient era, it even dissolved high-grade saints."

Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows, realizing just how truly powerful the Demonic Saint Pot was; it was nothing less of invincible.

He immediately asked, "Senior, how do I break out of the Demonic Saint Pot?"

Dark Night Emperor answered, "Kid, the Demonic Saint Pot has immensely powerful defense mechanisms. You won't be able to break it with your strength and dharma treasures. You must seek help from the Fire Dragon's Soul. The godly dragon fire is the only way out."

Qingfeng Li nodded and immediately connected to the Fire Dragon's Soul through his spirit energy.

The Fire Dragon's Soul flew out of the depth of Qingfeng Li's mind. Sensing the Demonic Saint Pot, the Fire Dragon Soul stilled; it also felt the Demonic Saint Pot's incredible powers.

Qingfeng Li said, "Senior Fire Dragon, Dark Night Emperor told me to ask for your assistance. The only way to break the Demonic Saint Pot is if you unleash your godly dragon fire. It's the only way I can get out of here."

The Fire Dragon's Soul was momentarily silent, ultimately sighing. "Kid, with my current spirit energy, I can break the pot if I unleash all of my godly dragon fire. As a consequence, however, my soul will enter deep sleep, unable to recover for a very long period, and it will sustain damage."

Hearing its words, Qingfeng Li didn't know what to say. He couldn't ask the Fire Dragon's Soul to risk injuries for his sake.

Suddenly, the voice of Dark Night Emperor sounded. "Fire Dragon Soul, you must help Qingfeng Li escape even if it will injure you. You are both in the same boat. If Qingfeng Li dies, you won't come out alive either. You can help him out, and later he'll repay you with saint level elixirs."

After a moment of thought, the Fire Dragon's Soul nodded in agreement with the Dark Night Emperor. It turned to Qingfeng Li and said, "Qingfeng Li, I can help you escape the Demonic Saint Pot, but because it will exhaust a lot of my energy, you must give me three high-grade saint level spirit elixirs afterward."

Qingfeng Li nodded and said, "Senior Fire Dragon, do not worry. If you can let me out, I promise to find three high-grade saint level spirit elixirs for you."

Qingfeng Li's promise to the Fire Dragon Soul placated the ancient divine beast. If Qingfeng Li ever went back on his word, he would be punished heavily.

The Fire Dragon's Soul nodded and began to channel its godly dragon fire, opening its mouth to spew out a red ball of flames.

The flames began to expand the moment it appeared, reaching more than tens of thousands in size, covering the entire sky. It began to weave into the black liquid, torching through the corrosive rain almost instantly.

In the next moment, the Fire Dragon Soul lashed out with its dragon tail, gashing the atmosphere, leaving behind a gigantic rift in the air, and whipping towards the Demonic Saint Pot.

Bang!

With a deafening blow, a massive dent appeared on the wall of the Demonic Saint Pot, leaving behind a gaping crack.

Admittedly, the Fire Dragon Soul's spirit energy was too ridiculously powerful.

As an ancient divine beast, the Fire Dragon was an invincible existence, ruling over 3000 powerful Daos, dominating the entire universe. Only after its fall did it turned into a soul. Even so, its attack powers were still powerful as could be.

At the sight of the crack on the Demonic Saint Pot, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint panicked, his eyes filled with shock.