After Being Chosen as the Empress’s Cauldron, I Became the One Who Devours All - Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: Spiritual Root Stolen, Harvested by the Empress.

“Benhuang gives you two choices. Dual cultivate with me nine times, or die!”

The icy, bone-piercing voice echoed through the chaotic void, carrying an unquestionable imperial authority.

Lin Chen struggled to lift his head. His vision swam through a haze of blood before finally settling forward. The moment he saw her, his breath caught.

She was breathtaking.

Barefoot, she floated in the void as stars flickered and vanished around her. Her dress swayed gently, revealing glimpses of her long, jade-like legs. Her skin was as white as snow, her aura noble beyond compare. She was like an untouchable empress from the heavens, someone who could only be admired from afar, never defiled even by thought.

Xia Qingyue.

Ruler of the Primordial Sacred Clan of the Heavenly Realm, suppressor of the current age, revered as the Moon Emperor.

In her eyes, everything in existence was nothing but dust.

“Dual cultivation… or death?” Lin Chen froze for a moment, then let out a hollow, bitter laugh.

He was the heir of the Lin Family in Luoyun City, born with a heaven-grade spiritual root. He should have soared like a celestial prodigy.

Yet the one he trusted most, his childhood sweetheart Zhao Wanling, had joined forces with Li Qingyun, the young master of the Li Family. They poisoned his wine, sliced open his abdomen while he was still alive, and tore out his blood-soaked spiritual root.

‘Lin Chen, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having something you couldn’t protect.’

‘Compared to you, Brother Qingyun needs this spiritual root more.’

Their vows had turned into blades, carving open his body to steal his destiny.

And now, this terrifyingly powerful woman had appeared, intending to use him as a furnace for harvesting?

“I choose death!” Lin Chen’s voice was hoarse, yet resolute. “I will never be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered again!”

Xia Qingyue’s glass-like eyes flickered faintly before returning to a deeper coldness. “Mortal, you are bold. I would like to see just how stubborn you are. Unfortunately, before me, you do not even have the right to die.”

Before her words fully fell, she stepped forward.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure erupted instantly. Lin Chen’s clothes shattered apart under the force.

Xia Qingyue showed no trace of modesty. She removed her red dress without hesitation, then pressed forward, pushing Lin Chen to the ground.

“Since you are a furnace, you should understand your role.”

Her cold voice fell, and a domineering force seized control of his entire body.

She was like a goddess standing high above, extracting offerings from a mortal.

Pinned beneath her, completely exposed, Lin Chen could only watch as her cold, stunning face gradually flushed with a faint, captivating redness. Her chest rose and fell sharply.

At the same time, he felt the vital essence within his body draining like a river bursting its banks. The pain was like his soul being torn apart, forcing a low growl from his throat.

But worse than the pain was the humiliation.

Zhao Wanling. Li Qingyun. And now this woman.

As long as I live… I will return every ounce of this humiliation a hundredfold!

“One day, I will make you die!” he forced the words out through clenched teeth, each syllable soaked in fury.

…

Time lost meaning. Eventually, the terrifying extraction finally stopped.

Xia Qingyue’s aura grew even deeper and more boundless. The pallor on her face faded slightly, replaced by a hint of color. With a casual wave of her sleeve, she restored her cold, aloof demeanor, as if nothing had happened.

Only Lin Chen lay collapsed on the ground, his face pale as paper, like someone who had just walked back from the gates of death.

“This is the first time,” Xia Qingyue said as she looked down at him indifferently. “I am afflicted with a strange poison and must rely on extreme yang energy to suppress it. After three months, I will undergo the second extraction.”

“By then, if you have not reached the Master Realm, your essence will be useless to me. Useless people have only one fate… death.”

“Master Realm?” Lin Chen laughed hoarsely from the ground. “Take a good look. My spiritual root has been torn out. My dantian is shattered. I am a complete cripple. Three months? Even in thirty years, I wouldn’t be able to recover a trace of spiritual energy!”

“Kill me. Do it now!”

Xia Qingyue frowned slightly, a trace of disdain flashing through her eyes. “A mortal truly sees only a narrow horizon.”

“If the spiritual root is gone, recreate it.”

“If the dantian is shattered, rebuild it.”

“As long as you are alive, the path to the heavens is not cut off.”

Before her words faded, she flicked her finger.

A strand of chaotic light shot directly into Lin Chen’s forehead.

Boom!

Within his sea of consciousness, an ancient scripture glowing with dark golden light slowly emerged.

[Chaos Devouring Heaven Art.]

“This is a forbidden technique from the primordial era. It transcends the Five Elements and stands outside the Three Realms.”

“It does not cultivate spiritual roots, because all things in heaven and earth can serve as a spiritual root.”

“It does not absorb spiritual energy, because the sun, the moon, the stars, the flesh of gods and demons… all can be devoured.”

Xia Qingyue’s voice thundered within his mind. “Use this technique to forge a Chaos Divine Body. Compared to it, a mere heaven-grade spiritual root is not even worth dust.”

Lin Chen froze.

Devour everything? Use the body itself as the foundation?

Could such a heaven-defying technique truly exist?

In the darkness, it felt as if lightning split the sky.

The dimness in his eyes began to fade. Slowly, it ignited, until it burned like two raging flames.

He could cultivate again.

He could still cultivate!

As long as he could walk this path once more, revenge would no longer be a distant dream.

“Zhao Wanling… Li Qingyun… You stole my spiritual root and destroyed my life. You never expected I would crawl back from hell, did you?” Lin Chen clenched his fists so tightly his nails pierced his palms, blood dripping down unnoticed.

He suddenly raised his head, looking at Xia Qingyue. The despair in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a wolf-like ferocity. “Master Realm? Fine. I’ll reach it. This furnace… I’ll be it!”

Xia Qingyue felt a slight tremor in her heart when she met his gaze.

A mere mortal, yet his eyes carried such savage intensity, like a young Asura.

Interesting.

“The flow of time inside the Chaos Pearl differs from the outside world. One hundred days here equals one day outside. As the second master of the Chaos Pearl, you may enter here to cultivate at any time.”

With that, she turned away. Her red dress trailed behind her as she walked deeper into the chaos, leaving only a cold and solitary silhouette.

“Do not disappoint me.”

…

Heavenly Sovereign Continent, Eastern Extreme Region, Leizhou, Luoyun City.

Within a side courtyard of the Lin Family, the autumn wind howled. Fallen leaves covered the ground, unattended, revealing a scene of desolation and decay.

Inside a quiet chamber, Lin Chen returned from the mysterious chaotic space and slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, it felt as though a streak of cold lightning flashed through the room.

“Haa…” He exhaled a long breath, feeling the surging strength within his body. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He was back.

Inside the Chaos Pearl, he had cultivated bitterly for a full hundred days.

Relying on the tyrannical nature of the Chaos Devouring Heaven Art, he not only repaired the damage to his body but also shattered the limits of the human physique purely through physical strength, even without a spiritual root.

Though there was no spiritual energy flowing within him yet, his physical body alone now possessed immense power. With a single arm, he could exert a force of 500 kilograms, comparable to a cultivator at the 2nd stage of the Spirit Realm.

“Still not enough…” Lin Chen lowered his gaze, examining himself. “To truly step into the Chaos Devouring Heaven Art and condense a spiritual seed, I still need five special spiritual herbs as catalysts.”

Blood Coagulation Mushroom, Jade Vine, Seven Illusion Grass…

These herbs were rare, but they should be obtainable in the marketplace of Luoyun City.

Lin Chen stood up and moved toward the door.

At that moment—

“Lin Chen! Get out here!!!”

A sharp, harsh female voice, filled with arrogance, suddenly exploded from outside the broken courtyard gate.