Chapter 740: Chapter 740 Heavenly chanism Pavilion
Speaking of Jiang Fan.
After returning to the Green Cloud Sect,
he first visited the dicinal garden. Given his contributions to the sect,
those high-grade dicinal herbs that were once for viewing but not harvesting were now all at his disposal.
After gathering enough herbs,
he decisively went into closed-door seclusion to refine Spirit Pills.
Three days later,
he handed over one hundred Revitalizing Pills and more than twenty pieces of sliced Spiritual at to Liu Wuchen.
He instructed him to distribute them.
The Revitalizing Pills could save lives.
The Spiritual at could help the elders and Supre Elders advance their cultivation another level.
In the near future,
the Green Cloud Sect was likely to produce cultivators at the perfect level of the Ninth Layer of Core Formation.
This could be considered Jiang Fan’s parting gift to the sect before his departure.
Afterward, he went to Xu Youran’s room.
She was still caring for the unconscious Xu Yining.
“She still hasn’t woken up after all this ti?” Jiang Fan asked doubtfully.
He had checked and found that it was just so minor impact injuries.
She shouldn’t have been in a coma for so long, right?
Xu Youran sighed softly and said, “Sister has been through too much; maybe she doesn’t want to wake up.”
Jiang Fan fell silent.
She had been utterly humiliated in front of the entire Nine-Sect Alliance,
and then witnessed her master sacrificing himself to protect her.
In just one day, her ntal state endured unbearable trauma.
With a slight sigh,
he silently took out three Qingxu Pills.
These were the pills he used when he broke through the Core Formation Realm.
They could directly allow soone to reach the Second Layer of Core Formation.
This ti, thanks to the Void Lotus he obtained from Kong Yuanba, Jiang Fan had the chance to refine them.
“You and Siling each take one pill; it will be enough for you both to reach the Second Level of Core Formation.”
“The remaining one, save it for her to use in the future.”
Xu Youran was moved and said, “Thank you, my husband. Yining will definitely be thrilled when she wakes up.”
Jiang Fan nodded, “We will depart early tomorrow morning.”
“I’ll cultivate for one more night.”
“Take good care of Yining.”
He returned to the secret chamber.
He began to sort through his spoils from the Tiger Demon Emperor Mansion.
He had been rushing on the road and didn’t have ti to carefully inspect them.
First, he took out a bottle of pills.
They were a vibrant red—Fragrant Corpse Pills.
“These pills are impressive,” he remarked.
After a series of practical tests, he had to admit that the Fragrant Corpse Pills were a powerful weapon for catching enemies off guard.
Unfortunately, only five pills were left.
Next,
Jiang Fan took out an Iron Man.
It belonged to Wang Chongxiao and bore an imprint of the Great Yin Sect’s Yin Corpse Skill.
“This is an absolute secret technique of the Great Yin Sect, worth no less than the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple’s Thunder Extension Order.”
“I should find an opportunity to sell it for a hefty price.”
Afterward,
he brought out a bronze tripod carved with mountain and river patterns.
This was also sothing he had seized from Wang Chongxiao.
“My brother sure had quite a collection of treasures.”
Jiang Fan chuckled lightly and began examining the Mountain River Tripod closely.
This was definitely a Spiritual Artifact.
Its capabilities were still unknown.
He tried injecting so Spiritual Power into it, but the Mountain River Tripod didn’t react at all.
It remained as ordinary as a common tripod.
“That’s odd.”
“If it were an ordinary object, Wang Chongxiao wouldn’t have been so desperate to keep it.”
Jiang Fan stroked his chin and pondered:
“This tripod is likely not an offensive Spiritual Artifact.”
“Otherwise, it would’ve been used during our fight.”
“It’s most likely a supportive item.”
“If that’s the case…”
He peered inside the Mountain River Tripod.
After so thought, he casually picked up a leftover herb from nearby and threw it into the tripod.
Then he once again infused it with Spiritual Power.
Whoosh—
What happened next left Jiang Fan stunned.
The herb instantly vanished.
“Gone?”
“No, wait.”
Jiang Fan focused his gaze and saw inside the tripod a viscous drop of liquid.
It emitted a rich, herbal fragrance.
“Oh?”
Jiang Fan exclaid in surprise, “A single herb condensed into a single drop?”
“Could this tripod’s function be to condense the essence of objects?”
“Is this ability useful for anything?”
He thought carefully.
For now, he couldn’t figure out a practical application.
Disappointed, he sighed, “It seems not all Spiritual Artifacts are treasures.”
“This Mountain River Tripod is just one of those useless exceptions.”
He shook his head and disdainfully tossed it into the Heavenly Thunder Stone.
Then he pulled out a scripture,
its cover bearing the words “Forget God Spell.”
It was clearly the Taoist scripture he had seized from Qingde.
Back then, Qingde had used a spell to cause everyone, including Concubine Yunxia, to fall unconscious.
Jiang Fan was envious of its power.
Now he finally had ti to study it.
He eagerly opened the scripture and imrsed himself in its contents.
After a long ti, he murmured to himself:
“Rather than a spell, it’s more of a secret soul technique.”
“The power of this spell depends on the strength of the soul—the stronger the soul, the greater the power it emits.”
“Qingde was rely at the perfect level of the Ninth Layer of Core Formation, yet he managed to render the tribulation-transcending Concubine Yunxia unconscious.”
“With my near-Nascent Soul-level spiritual strength, I could only be even more powerful in casting this spell.”
Excitent flickered in his eyes.
He imdiately began practicing the spell.
The next morning.
Jiang Fan’s eyes were radiant and brimming with intensity.
He recited aloud:
“The heavens hold nine stars, the earth holds nine palaces.”
“I have a hundred connections, and myriad spirits follow .”
“The three corpses lie hidden, the five organs flow freely.”
“The three fields and four limbs, move and rest, guard the center.”
“The dragon and tiger form the Bagua, awaiting my divine glory.”
“Ghosts, demons, myriad spirits, Mo Gan Zhen Guan.”
A strand of profound soul energy radiated outward as the incantation was vocalized.
Nearby, the Little Kirin had just woken from a full sleep.
It wanted to wander over for a bite to eat.
Unexpectedly, it heard strange chanting.
Its ears perked up to listen.
Within monts, its eyes rolled back, and it collapsed softly onto the ground.
Soon after, it resud its slumber.
Jiang Fan smiled faintly, “Consider it a success.”
“As long as the enemy doesn’t preemptively suppress their sensory faculties,”
“even a Ninth Layer of Core Formation cultivator at perfection will succumb to this spell.”
Knock, knock, knock—
Just then.
He heard knocking on the secret chamber’s door.
Opening the door,
he saw Liu Wuchen leading the entire sect to bid him farewell.
“Jiang Fan, Heavenly chanism Pavilion is filled with prodigies. If you encounter setbacks, rember not to lose heart.”
Liu Wuchen adjusted Jiang Fan’s collar.
He earnestly advised him.
Wen Hongyao wiped the moisture from her eyes and said, “Child, don’t burden yourself with psychological pressure over there.”
“If things don’t work out, just co back.”
“This will forever be your ho.”
Jiang Fan, who initially didn’t feel much, found his heart stirred by their words.
His eyes welled slightly with emotion.
He deeply bowed and said, “Master, my respects to all Supre Elders, elders, and senior brothers and sisters.”
“Though our paths may diverge, the bonds remain eternal beneath the shared sky.”
“Farewell until we et again in this vast world.”
After bidding farewell to everyone,
Jiang Fan, along with Xu Youran and Xu Yining, rode on Spirit Beasts and departed gracefully.
The mbers of the Green Cloud Sect watched their figures retreat into the distance.
Only after a long ti did they slowly disperse.
Qitian Peak.
At the mountain’s summit.
A slender figure stood silently, facing the cool mountain breeze.
She quietly watched them leave,
until their forms vanished from the horizon, becoming no longer visible.
Only then did she lower her head despondently.
After a long pause, she picked up the luggage scattered on the ground.
She strapped on a sword.
She, too, was leaving.
There was no one left in the Green Cloud Sect who mattered to her.
No one at all.
As if recalling sothing.
She took out a jade bottle containing a Qingxu Pill from her bosom.
She gently rubbed the bottle, feeling the last trace of tenderness Jiang Fan had left her.
Tears silently stread down.
“Jiang Fan, tell , why can’t ti turn back just once?”
“Even just once would be enough.”
In response, there was only the eternal silence of the heavens and the earth.
After a while, she wiped away her tears.
She placed the jade bottle on the stone table in the pavilion.
“I don’t need your pity.”
“Take good care of your sister.”
“May you two live your lives… hand in hand to the end.”
Turning, she walked down the mountain.
But after taking a few steps, she couldn’t resist turning back to look at the lonely jade bottle in the wind.
Tears suddenly fell like rain.
“Jiang Fan.”
“We will never et again…”
Several days later.
At Heavenly chanism Pavilion.
“Our deal is finally concluded.”
Gu Xin’er let out a long breath.
After six or seven days of negotiations, the two sides had finally reached an agreent regarding the sale of top-grade crystal stones.
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master was very satisfied with this transaction.
With a smile, he said, “Vice Building Owner Gu, is there anything else you need?”
“If the Heavenly chanism Pavilion has it, we’re more than willing to trade.”
Gu Xin’er was very trustworthy, making her an ideal business partner.
“Nothing…”
Gu Xin’er suddenly thought of sothing and said, “But there is a minor request.”
“I’m looking for a little rogue.”
“I’ve asked many people with his portrait, but nobody has been able to find him.”
“If the Pavilion Master could mobilize the Nine-Sect Alliance’s resources to help locate him,”
“I would offer a handso reward.”
Though much ti had passed, Gu Xin’er still couldn’t let go of the incident.
A little rogue?
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master’s expression turned peculiar.
Who could possibly have dared to act roguishly toward Gu Xin’er and escape unscathed?
Curious, he asked, “Do you have a portrait?”
Gu Xin’er imdiately handed over a prepared portrait to the Pavilion Master, saying:
“This despicable scoundrel is the one.”
“Don’t be fooled by his decent appearance—he’s extrely shaless!”
The Pavilion Master took the portrait and glanced at it.
His expression froze imdiately.
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