Seeing the demon appear, Ito Fumio did not have time to think. He immediately used one of his palms to attack Ye Fan who was focusing on the Evil Cauldron.
Slap!
Thump, thump, thump …
Ye Fan was stunned as he was wondering what had crawled out of the Evil Cauldron. He did not notice that Ito Fumio had attacked him. He was pushed back five steps and almost fell down!
Bang! Without any external force, the lid of the Evil Cauldron closed and merged with the body of the Evil Cauldron.
The demon with disheveled hair was trapped inside the Evil Cauldron again!
The Evil Cauldron returned to normal.
"Senior, what are you doing?" Ye Fan who had regained his senses asked Ito Fumio anxiously.
"You can't open this lid!" Ito Fumio said with a serious expression.
"Why?" Ye Fan asked loudly. "Chiko was about to come out. Why did you stop me?"
"Are you crazy?" Ito Fumio scolded Ye Fan. "There are thousands of demons and ghosts in the Evil Cauldron. If you open it by force, not only will Chiko come out, the entire Dongying will be finished!"
"I don't care!" Ye Fan roared. "As long as I can save Qianzi, I don't f * cking care about anyone else!" As he spoke, he charged towards the Soul Congregation Cauldron once again and prepared to open it by force.
His beloved wife was so close but he could not see her. This torture was worse than death. He could not care less. As long as he could save his beloved wife, he was willing to pay any price!
Whoosh! Ito Fumio extended his leg and kicked Ye Fan who was on the verge of breaking down!
Bang! This kick was so powerful that it sent Ye Fan, who was completely unprepared for it, flying!
Bang! Ye Fan fell to the ground!
"You only care about your wife. Don't you care about others?" Ito Fumio said angrily.
Ye Fan was furious!
He stood up and used his movement technique. In an instant, he disappeared and appeared in front of Ito Fumio!
The two of them were less than three inches apart!
"What are you trying to do?" Ito Fumio frowned and asked Ye Fan who was standing in front of him.
Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ito Fumio. However, he could not say a word.
"Do you think I don't want to save Chiko?" Ito Fumio grabbed Ye Fan's collar and looked into Ye Fan's eyes. "She's not only your wife, she's also my disciple. Do you understand?"
As Ito Fumio spoke, he pushed his hand away and released Ye Fan's collar.
"What do we do now?" Ye Fan's eyes were red as he roared, "Are we just going to watch Qianzi suffer in there?!"
"Of course not!" Ito Fumio said loudly.
"Then tell me! What should we do now? "Ye Fan's voice was hoarse and he was on the verge of breaking down.
"Bring the cauldron back first," Ito Fumio said with a frown. "I'll look for Master Kong Wen after daybreak. Maybe he'll have a way."
"Master Kong Wen?" Ye Fan heard the name and felt a spark of hope.
He had heard from Chiko Fujiwara that not only was Master Kong Wen compassionate, but he was also proficient in Buddhist doctrine. His Tantric Divine Powers were also at the point of perfection. With the help of Master Kong Wen, things might really turn around.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan gradually calmed down.
"Take the cauldron and come back with me," Ito Fumio said. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and rose into the air, disappearing into the night.
Ye Fan had no choice but to carry the cauldron with one hand and use his movement skill to follow Ito Fumio back to Mount Fuji.
After returning to the wooden building on Mount Fuji, the two were not in the mood to sleep. They sat at the wooden table again.
Ito Fumio took out two bottles of sake and two cups and drank with Ye Fan.
The two drank three cups in a row and remained silent.
"Is Chiko's body safe now?" Ito Fumio spoke first, breaking the silence.
"She's in the Lingyun Cave now. It's safe, "Ye Fan said, but his eyes never left the evil cauldron in the corner. He knew that his beloved wife's soul was there.
"Does your father know about Chiko?" Ito Fumio asked with a cup of wine in his hand.
"He doesn't know yet," Ye Fan shook his head and said. "I don't want him to know. He'll be worried."
Ito Fumio frowned. This child's cultivation was high, he was loyal, and he was filial. He was a rare seedling. To be honest, these things should not have happened to him.
"If you knew this would happen, you wouldn't have let Chiko go to the Great Ming Dynasty." Ye Fan drank a cup of sake and said to Ito Fumio, "You should persuade her to give up the idea of revenge and find a good family to marry. She can live a normal life. It's good."
"You say it so easily," Ito Fumio smiled. "If it was you, would you let it go?"
Ye Fan was stunned at first, but then he smiled bitterly.
Ito Fumio was right. If it was him, he would be more obsessed with revenge than Fujiwara No Chiko.
"After meeting Master Kong Wen tomorrow, you have to go back no matter what," Ito Fumio said as he poured the sake. "This is the East Ocean Continent, it's Xie Tian's territory. You're not safe here."
"I'll go wherever I can save Chiko," Ye Fan said as he drank the sake. "I don't care if it's Xie Tian or Xie Tian."
"I know your cultivation is high, but you're not his opponent now." Ito Fumio said to Ye Fan. "If you really care about Chiko, don't act rashly."
"I'll listen to senior," Ye Fan nodded after hearing Ito Fumio's words. "As long as I can save Chiko, I'm willing to do anything."
"That's good," Ito Fumio said as he looked at Ye Fan's bloodshot eyes. "Go upstairs and rest now. I'll pack up and immediately go to Shimizu Temple to find Master Kong Wen."
"This... Alright," Ye Fan replied.
Since he had promised Ito Fumio, he had to keep his word.
"Senior, be careful," Ye Fan said as he stood up.
"Yes." Ito Fumio stood up as he spoke and put the Black Samurai Sword back on his waist. "You stay here and look after the evil cauldron. I'll be back in two hours."
"Senior, don't worry," Ye Fan said.
"Yes," Ito Fumio said as he slowly walked out of the room. He used his movement technique to soar into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ye Fan walked straight to the evil cauldron in the corner of the room. He bent down and picked up the cauldron that weighed several hundred kilograms with one hand and slowly walked up to the second floor.
When he pushed open the wooden sliding door to the bedroom on the second floor, Ye Fan's tears almost flowed out.
This was the bedroom where his beloved wife Fujiwara No Chiko had lived. Everything was still the same.
Even though Fujiwara No Chiko had been gone for a long time, his five senses were very sharp and he could smell the familiar scent of Fujiwara No Chiko.
After Ye Fan placed the evil cauldron in the middle of the bedroom, he slowly sat down in front of the dressing table in the room.
He reached for the sandalwood comb on the dressing table and gently stroked it with his hand.
A few strands of hair were wrapped around the teeth of the delicate wooden comb.
Ye Fan gently took off the hair and put it in front of his nose to smell it.
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