“A medicine cauldron?!”
Hong Changqing was taken aback by Maxton’s unexpected question.
Confusion swept over him as he wondered, “How could Maxton know about the medicine cauldron? Didn’t Master, the old man, make it clear that this secret should only be known by the sect’s leader and must never be revealed to anyone else? How could he possibly tell Maxton about it?”
With these thoughts racing through his mind, he decided to feign ignorance. “Maxton, where did you hear about the medicine cauldron? I wasn’t aware of anything like that!”
Maxton frowned, his voice tinged with frustration. “Master! A while back, the old man mentioned it to me. He said that Taizhen Dao possesses a treasured medicine cauldron that is incredibly effective for refining medicine! He also indicated that only the future master would be entitled to inherit this treasure. Since you’ve decided to name me as your sessor, doesn’t that mean the medicine cauldron should be passed down to me? Otherwise, how will I exin this to my master and my personal discipleter?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Hong Changqing was shocked. He had never anticipated that his master would disclose the existence of the medicine cauldron to Maxton before officially passing on the position. The old man had always emphasized the importance of keeping this secret safe until the heir was chosen. Now, in an instant, it seemed that the secret had slipped through his fingers and been shared with Maxton.
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Feeling embarrassed, he stammered, “Maxton, you must have misunderstood. Taizhen Dao doesn’t have any medicinal cauldrons. I think the old master was just teasing you.”
Maxton shook his head vigorously. “That’s impossible! The Master clearly told me that Taizhen Dao possesses such a medicine cauldron, and he wouldn’t joke about something so serious!”
She pressed on, “Master, the medicine cauldron is a significant artifact of the Taizhen way that has been handed down for centuries. Are you trying to keep it all for yourself?”
“I didn’t…” Faced with Maxton’s strong gaze, Hong Changqing felt cornered. “Listen, I assure you on my honor as your teacher, the medicine cauldron is not in my possession. If it were, I would certainly give it to you without hesitation.”
Maxton’s frown deepened. “Master, if the medicine cauldron isn’t with you, then whose possession is it? The Master entrusted it to you, so you must have lost it!”
Hong Changqing responded vaguely, “Maxton, I really don’t have the medicine cauldron right now, and I’m unable to retrieve it. It’s best for you to just act as if it doesn’t exist.”
As he spoke these words, Hong Changqing felt a wave of anxiety. He had initially thought that Maxton was unaware of the cauldron’s existence and that he could evade the subject. However, it turned out that Maxton was fully informed. If he failed to hand over the medicine cauldron, he would inevitably be seen as a traitor to Taizhen Dao.
Unfortunately, the cauldron was lost to Charlie, and there was no way he could ask for it back now.
Thus, he was left with no choice but to sacrifice his own reputation. Even if future disciples of Taizhen Dao discovered that he had lost this sacred treasure, he would have to ept the consequences.
When Maxton heard Hong Changqing’s words, her anger grew. She hadn’t expected her master to keep the existence of the medicine cauldron a secret from her and then act evasively when confronted.
Maxton couldn’t help but challenge him, “Master, what do you mean by pretending that Taizhen Dao doesn’t have such a thing?”