The day passed quickly, and as night fell, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the entire village, adding a bit of mystery to it.

The cup technique has been passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors in Gongga Village. Because it is rumored that those who apply cup will be cursed, so few people have tried this cup technique for thousands of years.

Everything was prepared, and in the evening the man was carried to a cave in the back mountain by several men in the village.

The facilities in the cave are simple, and what is particularly conspicuous is a large steaming water tank in the middle. Sitting on a high stone platform is an old man with snow-white hair and strange talismans painted on his face.

The old man did not open his eyes, but he could see everything in the cave. He stroked his long beard and said slowly: "Put your blood into this vat."

The woman who had been walking in front of the crowd took the blade handed by the man beside her, lifted up her sleeve and cut her finger, letting the blood drip into the steaming water tank drop by drop.

Everything was ready, and at the old man's signal, the man was put into the jar by several men, who then took the wooden lid next to it and covered it with them, then stepped back.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Is there really no problem with this?"

"It's too late for you to regret it now." The old man sitting in the high position spoke with a solemn expression and didn't say much. He just slowly opened his two eyes that could see through the world and looked at the charming and beautiful woman.

"I will never regret it!" The woman's tone was still firm.

She wanted this man and she never changed her original intention from the beginning. Even if the man married another woman and let another woman give birth to his child, she still wanted him.

"Then you go out and wait, and then come back in two hours." The old man waved his hand, and two young men appeared immediately.

"I want to see it with my own eyes." The woman asked again, leaving the man alone here. She was worried.

The old man closed his eyes and said nothing, and the two young men also said nothing and just made a gesture to please go out.

The woman's heart is unwilling, but she still can't go against their wishes. A brief separation can be exchanged for eternity together, she is willing.

The wait is always long and tiring. Two hours is not a long time, but to the woman who has been waiting anxiously at the entrance of the cave, it seems like a long time.

She didn't know what was going on inside, and wanted to sneak in to take a look, but she was worried about disturbing the Archmage's cup.

I don't know how many times I walked anxiously back and forth, but I immediately stopped when I heard a voice coming from inside.

She looked at the people coming out and rushed in without asking anything. She did not look at the limp old man on the high platform, but rushed directly to the water tank and opened the wooden lid.

After confirming that the man in the tank was still there, the woman took a breath and then looked up at the old man on the high platform: "How is he?"

"Let someone carry him back. When he wakes up, he will be yours." After that, the old man waved and someone came to help immediately.

When he wakes up, he will be yours.

This sentence made the woman's heart surge with excitement. She was waiting for this sentence and this moment.

When this man wakes up, he will be hers, all her thoughts will be his thoughts, and he will stay by her side obediently.
Chapter completed!