Mu Lao also noticed Jun Yimo's displeasure and asked strangely, "Girl, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Mr. Mu. The Huntian Cauldron has successfully recognized its owner. I'm afraid your friend is in danger!" Jun Yimo said straightforwardly.

After a while, Mu Lao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, this is also expected. How does this cauldron look like? It feels pretty good, right?"

She curled her lips rudely, "It's really not that good!"

"Hey, woman, who do you think is not good?" Huntian Ding was unhappy. He agreed to accept her as his master without lowering his worth. How dare this woman say that he was not good?

It's simply too much!

"It's you I'm talking about. Don't think that it's amazing that you can refine divine elixirs. If you don't be honest with me, I still want you to continue to stay here endlessly!" Jun Yimo said expressionlessly.

As he spoke, there was an indescribable coldness in his tone.

Huntian Ding actually trembled at what she said. After trembling, he became even more angry when he thought that she was still just a little Xuanling Master.

He has always been used to being worshiped and respected by people. How could he bear the threat of a little person like Jun Yimo? He immediately shouted, "What? You, you, you dare? If I am willing to accept you as my lord, I am already yours."

It's an honor, do you dare to make a mistake for me?"

Jun Yimo raised her eyebrows, and there was a cold light in her beautiful eyes that could not be ignored. She raised the hand holding the Huntian Cauldron and threw it towards the corner of the wall with all her strength.

With a bang, the Huntian Cauldron hit the wall hard, and then fell to the ground.

Just when he was about to hit the ground, the Huntian Cauldron flew up and circled back to Jun Yimo's eyes, suspended in mid-air. The little black dragon on the cauldron looked at her, "

Hey, you damn woman, what are you going to do? Don’t think that you can bully me at will just because I accept my master.”

"Hmph!" Jun Yimo snorted coldly, "I have never seen a spiritual weapon that has recognized its owner be so arrogant in front of its owner. I admire you!"

"It's good that you know! If you serve me well, I will cooperate with you in refining medicine in the future. However, I see your strength... ugh!" Halfway through the words, Hun Tian Ding suddenly stopped,

The little black dragon's eyes seemed to have a look of extreme contempt, which made Jun Yimo feel that he was dazzled.

Even though it was just a relatively realistic statue, she always thought it was alive.

"Continue to finish." Jun Yimo looked at him calmly, waiting for his next words.

"This is what you asked me to say! I said, I am afraid that using me to refine medicine is just an overuse of your strength. It is really a waste!" Huntian Ding's tone was filled with regret and regret that could not be concealed.

"Haha! So that's it! Well then! In order to save you from being so wronged, I have to..." Before Jun Yimo finished speaking, she expressed her next intention with actions.

She pressed the bleeding finger again, and the blood that had just stopped flowed out again, one drop, two drops, three drops.

Three drops of blood were seen floating between her and Huntian Ding. Before Huntian Ding could react, she had already said, "Cancel the contract!"

The three drops of blood exploded immediately, and a fine blood mist surrounded the Huntian Cauldron. The drop of blood that Jun Yimo asked him to recognize as his master slowly rose from the Huntian Cauldron.
Chapter completed!