Chapter 1482: Chapter 1512: Can’t Stand Jiang Fan Doing Well
At this mont, several figures arrived one after another.
The leader was none other than the Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master, who wore a gentle smile and said:
“This ti, you really took a long while.”
Jiang Fan cupped his hands and said, “Made the Pavilion Master worried. How has everything been at the pavilion lately?”
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master replied, “Overall, it’s been peaceful, except you, like a dragon, elusive. So esteed guests find it hard to see you.”
He took out a jade gourd from his bosom.
Through the jade wall, faintly visible were the grains of Pills inside.
“These are Pills sent by the Vice Palace Master You, said to be a gift reserved for you.”
Jiang Fan accepted the jade gourd, opened it, and found a heap of red-copper-colored Spirit Pills inside.
He couldn’t help but smile with delight, exclaiming:
“Spirit Pills to restore Nascent Soul Realm powers?”
The day he fought the Two-star Giant King, Jiang Fan used the Dayan Sword Array, exhausting his Nascent Soul Power.
At his weakest, Vice Palace Master You had given him one of these Pills, instantly restoring fifty percent of his Nascent Soul Power.
The upcoming battle against the Ancient Giant would undoubtedly be an enormous endurance fight.
The sustainability of Nascent Soul Power was crucial to survival odds.
However, there were only thirty Spirit Pills in the gourd.
Each person at the Heavenly chanism Pavilion could only have one, which wasn’t enough at all.
Just then, he discovered a piece of paper stuffed inside the gourd.
Unfolding it, he smiled once more with delight.
On it, densely packed, were surprisingly two Fifth-grade Spirit Pill Recipes!
“The Anti-Void Spirit Pill Recipe to replenish Nascent Soul Power?”
“The Heavenly Robe Divine Water Pill Recipe for healing!”
“Vice Palace Master You even left the recipes for the two most precious Fifth-grade Spirit Pills from Dan State.”
Jiang Fan was filled with gratitude.
With a great battle looming, the value of this gift was beyond words.
Six-Path Master rubbed his hands with a smile: “Boy, congratulations on getting another gourd of Treasure Pills.”
“I mustn’t be left out, right?”
Jiang Fan glared at him, preparing to toss him one as well.
The Evil Sword, suspended in front of him, started vibrating with a clanging sound once more.
Mo Dingqian was a bit puzzled: “The Artifact Spirit’s resentnt has grown again.”
He looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, finally sensing sothing was amiss.
“This Artifact Spirit seems to dislike you doing well.”
“Whenever you benefit, it feels uncomfortable, and the resentnt grows.”
Jiang Fan nodded slightly: “It does seem that way.”
He had suspected earlier.
Now that he received a gourd of Treasure Pills, the Artifact Spirit’s changing resentnt confird his suspicions.
Mo Dingqian’s eyes grew brighter: “If that’s the case, the better you live, the more the Artifact Spirit can grow?”
“You… you have a rare, growing Artifact Spirit!”
“If you live well enough, this Artifact Spirit could very well elevate the Evil Sword to beco a Quasi-Realm Artifact!”
Jiang Fan also beca overjoyed.
He initially dismissed the Artifact Spirit as too low-level, but now he was filled with surprise.
“But why does this Artifact Spirit dislike my well-being?”
“In theory, its soul consciousness was wiped, it shouldn’t have any self-thoughts.”
“Could it be that, in life, it bore a deep-seated hatred towards ?”
Mo Dingqian stroked his beard: “Only explanation there is.”
“A hatred so deep it couldn’t let go, leading to such a strong instinct of resentnt towards you.”
“Do you have any guesses on who this Artifact Spirit might be?”
Jiang Fan looked bewildered and said:
“When did I beco so hateable?”
Though ruthless when needed, he wasn’t cruel, nor did he ever torture anyone.
He couldn’t figure out how he garnered such soul-deep loathing.
Suddenly.
He thought of a vengeful petty villain!
“Is it Chen Jing?”
“This guy practiced the Path of Reverse Intent, which defies everything.”
“Anything displeasing, he’d rebel against manically.”
“Seeing live well, contrary to his desires, his resentnt would naturally grow.”
“Moreover, the fierce nature of Artifact Spirit extinguishing the final slivers of Sword Qi also reflects the Path of Reverse Intent.”
“Finally, Chen Jing indeed died that day, but his soul’s whereabouts remained unknown.”
With all these in mind, Jiang Fan showed a peculiar expression.
“It’s really strange, the Evil Sword’s Artifact Spirit is actually Chen Jing!”
“This guy loathes , yet ends up as my Artifact Spirit to command.”
“Seeing live well, it’s no wonder he’d go mad!”
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan patted the Evil Sword and said:
“From now on, just be my Artifact Spirit obediently.”
“Whether this sword can beco a Quasi-Holy Artifact all depends on you.”
As if understanding Jiang Fan’s words, the Evil Sword vibrated again.
The resentnt continued to surge.
Jiang Fan chuckled, wondering if showing affection with True Word Venerable in front of the Evil Sword would drive Chen Jing mad?
Would he reach resentnt’s limit overnight, potentially elevating the Evil Sword to a Quasi-Holy Artifact?
With a hint of expectation, he took out the Bodhisattva Kasaya and wrapped it around.
He enveloped it with Nascent Soul Power, having it float behind him for carrying.
Every scene of his life going well must be witnessed by Chen Jing.
“But why did this guy’s soul hide in the Heavenly chanism Pavilion for so long?”
Jiang Fan showed an expression of surprise.
Logically, Chen Jing had been dead for over a month, and no one noticed his soul hiding in the Heavenly chanism Pavilion?
“After all, he’s the disciple of a Divinity Transformation Venerable, possibly possessing so unique ans.”
“Hiding was likely for revenge on .”
“He probably attempted to seize my Evil Sword while I was away, ending up having his consciousness wiped by the base water, becoming the Artifact Spirit.”
“Hmm, that’s likely the case.”
In the crowd.
Nangong Xiaoyun was sweating coldly, her small head nodding continuously, murmuring to herself:
“Yes, yes, that’s exactly it! There’s absolutely no one hiding Chen Jing’s soul!”
She sighed lightly in relief.
Finally escaping a disaster.
She resolved never to act on her own accord again, misplacing her kindness.
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master regarded the Evil Sword with cold indifference and said, “Chen Jing brought this upon himself, it’s his just reward.”
He then added, “Besides, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple sent people several tis to invite you.”
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple?
Jiang Fan felt a slight stir, even if they hadn’t invited him, he intended to visit the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple at so point.
To see if they had any more Thunder Power to replenish the Heavenly Abyss Heart.
The power of temporarily rging with the Divinity Transformation realm from the convergence of Six Paths left him endlessly relishing it.
“Lastly, Green Pearl returned to the Heavenly Realm half a month after your departure.”
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master added.
Green Pearl?
Jiang Fan silently groaned and asked, “How will she report back then?”
Green Pearl descended to reclaim the head of Venerate Xinnie, the mover of the Connecting Sky Black Pillar.
Leaving empty-handed with the accompanying Two-star Giant King fallen.
Upon return, how would the Five-star Giant King be lenient with her?
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master said, “Green Pearl said, to properly bury Venerate Xinnie’s remains.”
“She went to seek the Great Wine Sacrifice’s assistance, attempting to pass off a Divinity Transformation Realm head.”
Jiang Fan’s expression was calm, but there was a problem.
He intended to move the Connecting Sky Black Pillar to the most perilous Forbidden Land in Taicang State next.
Once he moved the Connecting Sky Black Pillar, wouldn’t her lie be exposed?
He could only hope Green Pearl was smart enough.
Not returning to the Black Sun Royal Court imdiately, but waiting for Jiang Fan to finish moving the Connecting Sky Black Pillar before reporting back.
Thinking of this, he felt a tinge of worry:
“Take care, Green Pearl’s wife.”
Then, Jiang Fan looked up at everyone.
All the familiar faces were present, and in the month apart, everyone’s cultivation had undergone another qualitative leap.
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