Jiang Fan swung down the stick, making Tian Ge scream continuously.
Fortunately, when the stick was just a foot from her head, it finally stopped.
Tian Ge was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes.
"You’ve been holding out for a whole day, and now you’re surrendering—isn’t that taking a beating for nothing?"
"You might as well take a few more beatings."
Jiang Fan said indifferently.
Tian Ge said tearfully, "I’ll write, I’ll write everything."
Only then did Jiang Fan take out paper and pen and tossed them in front of her, saying:
"Before you write, a reminder—not to play tricks."
"I have a way to verify if your translation is mistaken."
"Afterwards, I don’t want to hear excuses like ’I rembered wrong’ or ’I wrote wrong’."
"Unless, you want to taste the flavor of my stick again."
Shivering, Tian Ge grabbed the pen and started writing on the ground.
A tea’s ti passed.
A piece of Hell language, rely a hundred words, ca into view.
Jiang Fan suppressed the excitent in his heart and eagerly read through it.
"The ’Invitation to the Saint’ can randomly summon a Hell Realm Master’s avatar to defeat enemies."
"The chant content is as follows..."
"The necessary items are as follows: sacrificial Holy Artifact, blood of Hell Beast."
After reading the contents, Jiang Fan was still full of excitent.
The inscription he had been longing for was finally in his hands.
However, when he saw the part about Hell Beast’s blood, his expression changed.
According to the content, the bronze artifact needs to be irrigated with the blood of the Hell Beast.
Only then can the Holy Artifact be activated!
Then chant the inscription to successfully summon the Boundary Master’s avatar from the Otherworld.
But, the Hell Beast’s body, along with its blood, has already decayed!
"No wonder the Hell Beast’s blood rots imdiately."
Jiang Fan sighed up to the sky; he was puzzled back then.
It turns out, Hell Beast’s blood is so heavenly defying that the rules of Hell Realm limit its usage.
Once the body dies, the blood will rot imdiately.
Preventing outsiders from using the ’Invitation to the Saint’.
So, all the effort to obtain the inscription might be all for naught?
At least, it can’t be used in the Ancient Giant’s war.
Wait!
The Hell Beast in Taicang State is dead, but the other eight states should each have a Hell Beast.
Otherwise, how did their Connecting Sky Black Pillars appear?
He could completely ask for help from the Outer State to catch a live Hell Beast.
Upon thinking this, his eyes lit up with joy.
This matter can avoid Flowers in bloom.
That woman has quite a background; asking her for help would be fastest.
However, he still needs to verify whether Tian Ge tampered with the inscription.’
With a slight shift in gaze, he took out the Ghost Soul Crystal.
Then from within his sleeve, the Ancient Heart Mirror slid out, pointing at Hua Xin, who was lying on the chair, nibbling on Yin Qi radish and reading a book.
Only then did he interrupt Hua Xin, saying: "Sister Hua Xin, I want to ask for your help with sothing."
Hua Xin put down the book and glanced sideways at Jiang Fan, chuckling:
"Sister? Such a long-gone title."
"Last ti you called sister, you swindled away my Tiger Talisman."
"What are you planning to swindle this ti?"
Jiang Fan laughed, "Sister Hua Xin has a serious misunderstanding of , am I that kind of person?"
"This ti, I just want you to help verify the authenticity of ’Invitation to the Saint’."
Huh?
Hua Xin’s smile suddenly froze, and her eyes beca sharply focused.
She urgently scanned the surroundings.
Seeing Tian Ge trembling in the corner with fear, her blood pressure shot up and she yelled:
"Damn!"
"You dared to pass the sacrificial inscription to outsiders?"
"Your Dark Shura Clan is truly the sinners of Hell Realm!"
Oh?
Jiang Fan listened with concealed amazent.
The Dark Shura Clan, is the Hell Realm sinners?
If he rembers correctly, the Dark Shura Clan was exterminated in Hell Realm, right?
Could it be that the Dark Shura Clan once damaged the interests of Hell Realm, thus they were annihilated?
Now, only the Heavenly Realm has remnants of the Dark Shura Clan?
Tian Ge’s body still held remnants of pain, and hearing this, she furiously said:
"You’re not the one being beaten, so of course you stand and speak without any concern!"
Ha?
Just being beaten?
Hua Xin beca even more enraged, disparagingly saying: "A rightful Princess of the Asura Clan, afraid of torture?"
"You truly disgrace our Asura Clan!"
The Asura Clan originates from the harsh environnt of Hell; their tolerance for pain is far higher than other beings.
In Hua Xin’s view, it must be Jiang Fan’s cunning that deceived Tian Ge.
Unexpectedly, just a bit of severe punishnt made her cave in!
Tian Ge angrily said: "I told you, don’t stand and speak carelessly."
"If you’re so capable, let him hit you with a stick and see!"
"If you don’t cry out in pain, I’ll commit suicide in apology!"
"If you’re not willing to try, shut up and stop using the Asura Clan reputation to pressure !"
Hua Xin gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with fire.
Though she knew it was unreasonable to ask Jiang Fan to hit her for no reason, it seed foolish.
But watching this seemingly unrepentant, abhorrent Dark Shura Clan princess, her anger surged within.
Turning to Jiang Fan, she said firmly: "Co! Hit with the stick!"
"I want to show her what true Asura Clan determination looks like!"
Jiang Fan eyed Hua Xin’s Remnant Soul and said, "There’s no need, it’s just a matter of pride."
"My stick hurts quite a lot."
Hua Xin snorted: "Hit if I tell you to, I want this woman to respect !"
Jiang Fan felt helpless.
He had never heard such an unreasonable request before.
"Alright then, brace yourself."
Thinking back to how this woman never taught the inscription, Jiang Fan hesitated no longer.
He took Hua Xin out of the Ghost Soul Crystal, then swung the stick down.
Hua Xin stood tall with a cold gaze at Tian Ge: "Sweet and delicate little princess of the Dark Clan, watch this!"
"How I stand firm..."
"Ow~~~"
Once the stick fell, Hua Xin first gasped sharply and then her eyes bulged, features twisted painfully.
Then fell to the ground, like a mudfish pulled from the dirt, rolling relentlessly.
Due to the intense pain, she couldn’t speak for quite a while.
After a tea’s ti, she finally managed to speak:
"How...how can your stick be like this..."
Jiang Fan shrugged: "I told you it would hurt a lot; it might hurt a bit more, bear with it."
"Hahaha!" Tian Ge finally laughed out loud: "You, an eminent figure, aren’t much tougher than either, are you?"
She felt a sense of relief and pride, finally soone is experiencing the hellish tornt she endured all day.
"But you only took one hit."
"I had to take three hits before I surrendered."
Tian Ge snorted proudly.
Hua Xin clenched her teeth, knowing she wronged Tian Ge.
This stick truly wasn’t sothing a person could endure.
She spoke with difficulty: "Send back, I need to lie down and rest."
Jiang Fan, however, leisurely said: "You can be sent back."
"However, you also have to transcribe a copy of ’Invitation to the Saint’."
Hua Xin frowned, "Don’t you already have it?"
She realized Jiang Fan wasn’t sure if Tian Ge tampered with the inscription.
So he asked her to write a copy, too.
She rolled her eyes, should she write a fake one, making it hard for Jiang Fan to discern the real?
That way, even if Jiang Fan gets the real one, he might not dare to use it hastily.
But soon, Jiang Fan’s words interrupted her cautious plans.
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