Supreme Emptiness

He had endured Wang Yingfeng for a long time.

It was one thing to repeatedly indulge Lu Zheng, but to bully Xu Youran time and again?

This time, he would ensure she had no opportunity to interfere with their marriage!

Wang Yingfeng's eyes were filled with wrath as she shouted, "Fine! You have guts!"

"As long as you can give me a satisfactory betrothal gift, I won't meddle in your affairs anymore!"

"But remember, it must be a gift that satisfies me! Understood?"

Jiang Fan nonchalantly wrote a line, "Then just wait to shut up!"

Wang Yingfeng clenched her fist, gritting her teeth, "Fine! I'll wait!"

With that, she stormed back to her room with a dark expression.

Xu Zhengyan glanced at Jiang Fan and couldn't help but look at him differently.

"You do have some backbone, kid."

Seeing him so dominantly defend Xu Youran, as a father, he felt a bit reassured.

However, Jiang Fan wanting to gather a betrothal gift that would satisfy Wang Yingfeng within three days seemed nearly impossible.

He pondered whether he should help Jiang Fan and Xu Youran a bit.

The crowd dispersed.

Xu Youran returned to Jiang Fan's house with a worried look, her face troubled, "Fan, you shouldn't have agreed just now."

"Do you know why Aunt Wang wants a satisfactory betrothal gift, and why she gave exactly three days?"

With no one around, Jiang Fan smiled, "You know, so how could I not know?"

"She just wants to get a large sum of silver to clean up her precious nephew's mess."

"As long as the betrothal gift exceeds 300,000 taels, even if she doesn't want to agree to us being together, she will hold her nose and accept it for Lu Zheng's sake."

Xu Youran angrily punched Jiang Fan's chest, "You know and still dare to agree?"

"That's 300,000 taels of silver, where will you get it from?"

"Rob the bank?"

Jiang Fan shrugged, mumbling softly, "The bank may not have more than me."

He had promised.

To marry Xu Youran in grand style.

So, even without Wang Yingfeng demanding a high-priced betrothal gift, Jiang Fan had already planned to offer a lavish betrothal gift!

Night fell.

After Xu Youran left, Jiang Fan began refining Qi Cultivation Liquid.

With the experience from the day, he did it skillfully.

By dawn.

He had placed forty bottles of top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid and twenty bottles of top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid before him.

"The efficiency of the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid has improved a lot compared to yesterday."

"Alright, sell the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid to the Chen Family, which will bring in another 400,000 taels of silver."

"Including the previous 500,000, that's 900,000 taels of a hefty sum."

He was about to leave for the Chen Family.

But Xu Youran came over, smiling brightly, "Fan, Chen Silin invited me to her mansion and wants me to bring you along too."

Who?

Chen Silin?

The one from the Chen Family?

Seeing his confusion, Xu Youran explained, "She's my close friend, we've known each other for many years."

"For this betrothal gift, I want to ask for her help."

If it weren't for a matter concerning the survival of her marriage, she really wouldn't seek help.

Now, she could only seek Chen Silin's assistance.

"When you meet her later, you must make a good impression, understand?"

"Perhaps, she's our last hope."

Make a good impression?

Does it mean to refine more top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid?

Jiang Fan scratched his nose and helplessly followed Xu Youran to the Chen Family.

Feeling the weight of the Qi Cultivation Liquid in his pocket, Jiang Fan was a bit speechless.

Couldn't go visiting like this, could he?

Better sell the Qi Cultivation Liquid to the Chen Family first.

Nearing the Chen Family's gate, Jiang Fan said, "Youran, why don't you wait here."

"I'll buy some pastries and come back soon."

Xu Youran was momentarily stunned, then realized it was Jiang Fan's first visit to the Chen Mansion.

He should bring a gift along.

"You are quite considerate, alright, hurry back, Chen Silin is very busy, it's rare she has time to meet us, we can't waste her time."

Jiang Fan nodded and slipped into the crowd.

Taking advantage of Xu Youran's inattention, he dodged into an alley, changed his attire, and appeared at the Chen Family gate.

The Treasure Pavilion's shopkeeper was initially waiting for Xu Youran.

Seeing the Soul Master, he was pleasantly surprised, "Senior, why have you come so early?"

From last night to today, countless people had been urging their Chen Family to sell top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid.

Many even offered double the price to get a bottle of the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid.

However, Chen Silin worried that this senior Soul Master might not provide enough top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid today, so she dared not agree.

Unexpectedly, this senior Soul Master was so diligent.

In just one night, he had come as promised to deliver the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid.

"Please come in, let me take you to the young lady."

At the Chen Family's backyard.

Chen Silin was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, trying to calm her anxious heart.

After thinking all night, she still couldn't decide whether to dedicate herself to this senior longing for her.

First, the age; second, the other party might not fulfill the promise of nurturing Soul Master apprentices.

"Miss, the senior has come to deliver the Qi Cultivation Liquid."

The shopkeeper's voice interrupted her sword practice.

Chen Silin was startled, turning her head to see the mysterious Soul Master, wrapped tightly in a loose robe.

She couldn't help but feel a bit happy.

She was naturally pleased that he kept his promise and came early to deliver the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid.

However, her mind soon grew troubled again.

She was troubled, of course, because she still hadn't decided whether to accept his implicit offer.

As she pondered, she discreetly squeezed the Delusion-breaking Crystal hidden in her sleeve.

Steadying her emotions, she quickly put down her sword and ran over, her flushed face and beads of sweat rolling down her smooth chin, sliding into the depths of her chest.

The sweaty martial robe clung tightly to her body, outlining a voluptuous and alluring figure.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but take another look before quickly averting his gaze, placing the forty bottles of top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid on the table.

"Here it is."

Chen Silin felt nervous.

Because she had been paying attention to the senior Soul Master's glance, even though he only looked at her for a moment, she still caught it.

It made her even more flustered inside.

She quickly checked the top-grade Qi Cultivation Liquid, confirming there was no problem, then handed over the prepared silver note and fifty sets of materials on the spot.

"Senior, everything is here."

She bit her lip lightly, deliberately keeping her distance as she handed it to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked puzzled.

What's wrong with her?

Did she think he would eat her?

"Alright, I'll come back tomorrow." Jiang Fan pocketed the items and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment, senior!"

Suddenly, Chen Silin called after him, "Senior, have some tea before you go, I specially prepared a bowl of Spiritual Tea for you."

As soon as she finished, a maid carefully brought over a bowl of jade-green Spiritual Tea.

The tea had a rich aroma, and it was clearly top-grade Spiritual Tea that could enhance cultivation.

It was priceless and beyond the reach of ordinary families.

Jiang Fan's fingers twitched, and he sat down to take a sip.

While he lowered his head, Chen Silin turned away and discreetly fitted two thin, transparent crystals into her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she turned back, nervously looking at the senior.

She secretly hoped.

She wished this senior who hinted at her wasn't too old.

At the very least, it would put her at ease.

If he was middle-aged, that would be ideal.

As for appearance, she didn't have high hopes, just as long as he wasn't too ugly.

But.

When the Delusion-breaking Crystal gradually pierced through the layers of thick robes, revealing Jiang Fan beneath.

Chen Silin was stunned.