Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution - Chapter 1157: 1157: The Bitter Gourd

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157: The Bitter Gourd

“I’m telling you, elder sister… You really should stop absorbing… I can’t hold on any longer… If we truly get absorbed by you and turn into blood… it’ll be too late for regrets…” The pain-stricken expression on the wine gourd’s face grew increasingly twisted.

Although Xiaona didn’t believe nor paid any heed, she nonetheless noticed the Red Gourd in her hand suddenly had slightly weakened suction power.

Lin Shen, as the true owner of the Red Gourd now, naturally felt it, and was slightly surprised in his heart: “Huh, could it be that what this guy said is actually true? Does it really have some kind of connection with the Red Gourd? But how is that possible? There are only six Great Emperor’s Divine Artifacts in the entire cosmos, and none of the other five are gourds. How could there suddenly appear a gourd claiming ties?”

The wine gourd seemed to know that pleading with the Red Gourd was useless, and quickly turned toward Lin Shen, saying, “Oh my Lord… You misunderstand… I have no ill intentions toward your daughter whatsoever… Quite the opposite, it’s all for her benefit… I only want to pass on the Little Wine Emperor’s legacy to her… It’s entirely out of goodwill… This really is a misunderstanding…”

Lin Shen glanced at Little Wine, who staggered about aimlessly and was now drunk and asleep on the ground, and said coldly, “If you say it’s a misunderstanding, then it’s a misunderstanding? That sword light just now nearly cost me my life.”

The wine gourd hurriedly explained, “I’ve been wronged! That Sword in Wine was automatically triggered because your strength is too formidable—it wasn’t my intention! The Sword in Wine was left behind by that damned scoundrel Little Wine Emperor, not only to guard against you but also against me…”

The wine gourd quickly laid out the full situation clearly, not daring to waste any more time.

According to its account, back when the seven gourd sisters were born, they emerged from a single furnace. As for what that furnace was, it couldn’t quite say itself—it only knew it was a mountain resembling a dan furnace.

Yet, whether it was truly a mountain or a furnace-like structure, it couldn’t be certain.

They were born together from the furnace, and though countless epochs passed, someone eventually appeared to take them away from that place.

Later, they learned that person was the Lord of the Celestial Court—the Jade Emperor.

Afterward, the Jade Emperor gifted the gourds one by one to others, leaving only the last gourd, which he named the Heavenly Emperor Gourd.

“Originally, I was doing just fine in the Celestial Court—until that scoundrel Little Wine Emperor forcibly stole me from the Shenxiao Palace! That damned wine-addicted fool even had the audacity to turn me into a wine container…” The Heavenly Emperor Gourd grew angrier the more it spoke.

From then on, it was carried around by the Little Wine Emperor, used regularly to store his wine.

Given the caliber of a figure like the Little Wine Emperor, it was no ordinary wine stored inside the gourd. Later, the Little Wine Emperor even used wine to comprehend the Tao, crafting the invincible Sword in Wine. From that point onward, he began nurturing wine in the gourd and fostering the sword within the wine, eventually creating what is now known as the wine gourd.

Of course, the wine gourd’s claim of invincibility was likely somewhat self-serving—after all, the Sword in Wine was nurtured within its own body.

The wine gourd initially thought it had found everlasting freedom and joy under the Little Wine Emperor. The cosmos was vast—but to them, they could roam wherever they pleased. Wherever they went, it would be their domain.

Yet, never in its wildest dreams could the wine gourd have imagined that one day, the Little Wine Emperor would whimsically decide to quit drinking.

The wine gourd felt as if it had been struck by lightning when the Little Wine Emperor declared that keeping it would hinder his resolve to quit, and so he left it behind to await a worthy successor. He also left behind the sword energy nurtured within the wine, instructing the gourd to pass it on to its next master.

The Little Wine Emperor quit drinking as abruptly as he departed. Meanwhile, the abandoned wine gourd was shaken to its very core, unable to process the fact that such a heartless act had occurred.

Initially, it couldn’t accept it—abandonment by the Little Wine Emperor, that damned scoundrel.

Eventually, the wine gourd came to terms with its fate: “If you no longer want me, I’ll find my own way forward. Today, you cast me aside; tomorrow, I’ll make you look up to me.”

The wine gourd resolved to run away and live independently—it had no intention of finding a new owner. After all, it bore the title of Heavenly Emperor Gourd; it could live freely on its own, enjoying life.

But who could have known, the moment it intended to escape, the sword energy sealed within the wine forcefully dragged it back?

As long as it stayed within the cave, all would remain well. But the moment it tried to step out, the Sword in Wine would erupt and pull it back in.

Th𝙞𝑠 ςhαp𝖙𝑒r 𝘪𝐬 p𝟬𝙨𝙩єɗ b𝑦 Ⱪ𝘪ṯ𝗲𝘯◎𝙫𝓮𝗅

Initially, the wine gourd didn’t believe in such fate, trying every method it could think of to escape. Yet all efforts proved unsuccessful—it could not rid itself of the Sword in Wine, and could only remain confined within the cave.

Only after much contemplation did the wine gourd realize that unless it passed on the Sword in Wine, it would never escape in its lifetime.

Thus, it waited and hoped—for someone to come, anyone, to inherit the Sword in Wine, granting it freedom at last.

But the heavens had their own plans—this damned place had no visitors at all! The wine gourd waited for ages, yet it couldn’t recall exactly how long.

Not a single human appeared. Not even an ant.

“Never seen a soul… Truly never seen anyone… I’ve damn near forgotten what humans even look like… Finally, your daughter appears before me. I should be worshiping her like my savior—not harming her… My only intent is passing on the Sword in Wine to her… But the sword energy is too potent… Not even the Immortal Undying Body could withstand it… She must first drink wine, absorb the sword energy infused within it bit by bit, slowly altering her constitution to integrate the sword energy… until finally mastering the Sword in Wine…”

“Though that damned scoundrel Little Wine Emperor was a worthless person, the Sword in Wine he crafted is indeed unmatched in all the lands. Passing it on to your daughter—it’s truly nothing but fortune and goodwill!” The wine gourd grew increasingly aggrieved.

“What kind of nonsense is this? All I wanted was to gift this unparalleled skill, yet I got held down and beaten for it—what sort of world is this?!” The wine gourd lamented that it should rename itself the “Suffering Gourd,” given its dismal fate.

“Unmatched in all the lands? My elder sister defeated it effortlessly,” Xiaona scoffed.

The wine gourd helplessly explained, “Your elder sister wields a Great Emperor’s Divine Artifact; what I house is merely a sword energy left behind by the Little Wine Emperor. The two are incomparable.”

“To be blunt, if the Little Wine Emperor himself used the Sword in Wine, even a Great Emperor’s Divine Artifact wouldn’t be able to stop it,” the wine gourd said with a hint of pride, as if basking in reflected glory—for it had a role in nurturing the Sword in Wine.

“Does the sword energy contain the Little Wine Emperor’s consciousness?” Lin Shen frowned as he questioned.

The wine gourd immediately realized the implication and hurriedly responded: “My Lord, you truly misunderstand. That damned scoundrel Little Wine Emperor—his body spans the cosmos, his Sword Heart Divine Communication unparalleled. He has achieved the Immortal Undying Body, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Great Emperors. While the cosmos remains, he will endure; while the Great Emperors survive, so shall he. What need does he have to seize someone else’s body? I’ve nurtured that sword energy for countless years—I would bet my life on it. That sword energy is purely the essence of the Sword in Wine, without any trace of divine consciousness, and absolutely incapable of possessing another.”

The wine gourd truly felt unspeakably unlucky—plucked from the Celestial Court, stolen away, only to be abandoned.

Now that it finally sees a glimmer of hope for freedom, it ends up encountering such a formidable person—with a terrifying arsenal, including two Great Emperor’s Divine Artifacts, and even a Little Bell that could rival its own power. Who knows what this person’s background might be?

Had it known beforehand how fearsome Lin Shen was—how wealthy and formidable—it surely would have come forward humbly from the start, without presenting any airs.

Originally, it had wanted to teach Lin Shen a lesson, letting him know its might. Even if it acknowledged Little Wine as its master in the future, they would still need to treat it like royalty. Who could have predicted things would turn out like this?