Supreme Emptiness

Eh?

Jiang Fan paused.

Then he suddenly realized something and couldn't help but slap his own forehead.

"I assumed too early!"

"Dry for a thousand years, wet for ten thousand years, neither dry nor wet, only half a year."

"The air in the snowfield is dry, once these woods are taken out, they will instantly endure the drying of a thousand years and only become drier."

"They won't rot!"

Thinking this in his heart.

His gaze wandered and saw a pile of wood in the distance.

He cast out the Heavenly Mountain Silk to drag a piece of wood out.

In an instant.

A thousand years descended upon the wood.

The wood, thick as a man, shrank by a circle.

At the same time, large and small cracks appeared on the surface.

With a twist of his hands, the wood shattered into pieces like paper.

The wood, which had endured a thousand years of drying, didn't rot but became more flammable, and was incredibly light.

Making it more convenient to use on the battlefield.

This time, fuel was found.

Looking at the invisible barrier not far away.

Jiang Fan pondered.

He wondered if people could safely enter.

He took out a chunk of clam meat, wrapped it with the Heavenly Mountain Silk, and threw it to the other side of the barrier.

After waiting for a while.

He dragged it back and found the meat fresh as ever.

There was no change despite the different time states of the two places.

"You are as cautious as ever."

The Evil Spirit showed appreciation: "Go in without worries."

"If the static time were dangerous, how could future generations retrieve wartime supplies?"

This made sense.

Still, Jiang Fan carefully extended a finger first.

Attempting to see if he could freely retract it.

Once certain there was no danger, he slowly moved in and out bit by bit.

Only after fully confirming there were no hidden dangers did he enter.

Looking at the endless array of war weapons.

He felt regret: "What a pity."

"So many good things, all can't be taken away."

Suddenly.

He discovered next to the giant crossbow chariot, there was a box full of neatly arranged folding fans.

He picked up one and unfolded it.

The folding fan emitted a terrifying wave of spiritual power.

Vaguely, a layer of flame spread over the fan.

The Evil Spirit lamented: "It's the Phoenix Feather Nine Flames Fan, a top-grade spiritual artifact."

"It used to be a weapon for killing ancient giants, once deployed, it could ignite a city."

"Its power is immense."

"Because the Artifact Refining Master who crafted it perished in the ancient war, the refining diagram was inexplicably lost."

"As a result, it was lost forever."

"Unexpectedly, this hidden space stored such a big box of unused ones."

"A pity, such a pity."

"Back then, a broken Phoenix Feather Nine Flames Fan caused two Nascent Soul Realm seniors to fight fiercely."

"If a complete one appeared, the scene would be unimaginable!"

Jiang Fan felt distressed too.

The space in front of him was like a peerless treasure trove.

But like a mirage.

He could see it but not touch it.

Unable to take anything away.

Unwilling to give up, he grabbed a bunch and threw it into the Heavenly Thunder Stone.

He couldn't leave empty-handed.

Even if they turned to ash after going out, it wouldn't be a wasted trip.

While picking up.

Jiang Fan found a crumpled scroll at the bottom of the box.

It seemed to be accidentally packed along with the fans in a hurry.

He opened it and was taken aback: "The Phoenix Feather Nine Flames Fan Refining Diagram."

"Could this be the lost refining diagram you mentioned?"

The Evil Spirit extended its divine sense.

Upon seeing, it exclaimed like seeing a ghost:

"What?"

"The lost refining diagram is actually here?"

It extended two strands of mist, turning into hands to hold the scroll carefully, observing it thoroughly.

Excited: "Yes! Yes!"

"The rare materials, the complex crafting process, it can only be the genuine diagram!"

"It seems the Artifact Refining Master or their disciple accidentally mixed the diagram while splitting the crafted Phoenix Feather Nine Flames Fans."

"This box of supplies was never used, the war ended."

"Unnoticed, it was stranded in this hidden space."

The Evil Spirit was overjoyed: "Boy, we didn't come here for nothing!"

"This refining diagram, if I sell it outside, exchanging for a panacea to enhance Nascent Soul Realm or Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects is more than enough."

"For you, exchanging for a divine potion to breakthrough Nascent Soul Realm is also no difficulty."

So precious?

Jiang Fan quickly took out paper and pen, copying it on the spot.

If fate permitted in the future, this diagram might be incredibly useful.

Just as he finished copying.

Suddenly.

Jiang Fan's arm was enveloped in a faint layer of silver light.

Flickering spatial waves slowly appeared.

The Evil Spirit immediately cautioned: "Move quickly!"

"Someone tampered with you!"

Jiang Fan realized almost simultaneously.

Without a word.

He shattered his sleeve, flinging away the silver light.

But it was too late.

The silver light expanded with a ripping sound, space flickered.

Wu Manyue's enchanting figure emerged, as fast as lightning, snatching the Phoenix Feather Nine Flames Fan Refining Diagram from Jiang Fan's hand.

She then retreated, holding the scroll with a smug look.

"Hahaha!"

"Surprised? Happy?"

Wu Manyue wiped off the remaining silver light from her chest.

She bit her red lips, displaying a teasing look: "Junior brother, did you enjoy the comfort of Senior Sister's chest?"

Jiang Fan recalled.

At departure, Wu Manyue deliberately held his arm, her chest rubbing against him.

He thought it was a tease.

Turns out it was a deliberate trick.

To seize the treasure at the critical moment.

Jiang Fan chuckled angrily: "You really are something, scheming against me from the start."

Wu Manyue, like a fox that stole a chicken, laughed charmingly:

"I'm Wu, like the grand witch!"

"Little brother, you're too naive to play with Senior Sister."

With a playful smile.

She leisurely unfolded the scroll.

With one glance, her pupils shrank to pinpoints, exclaiming: "A top-grade spiritual artifact's refining diagram!"

Her ample chest heaved as she spoke incoherently in excitement.

"Struck rich! Immensely rich!"

"Jiang Fan, you are truly Senior Sister's lucky star!"

The earlier losses, compared to the diagram, were negligible!

Jiang Fan said plainly: "You take your time looking."

Since he had copied it, the original diagram held no more value.

Filled with curiosity, he continued to explore the space.

Wu Manyue quickly stored the scroll in her bosom.

Then looking around at the war weapons exuding destructive aura, she exclaimed in delight: "So many good things!"

"Jiang Fan, you're not taking any?"

After a pause, she realized something.

With a meaningful smile: "What a pity."

"Without a space storage device, you can't take these large weapons."

Oh?

Jiang Fan turned his head, eyes glinting: "Judging by your tone, it seems you have one."

Wu Manyue chuckled.

She waved at a bronze war chariot, and it disappeared into thin air.

"A space storage device?"

Jiang Fan was astonished:

"You truly are unfathomable."

He knew Wu Manyue possessed many treasures.

But never expected she even had a space storage device.

This woman's fortune was incredibly deep.

Wu Manyue didn't hide her pride:

"Hahaha, no matter how good the space storage device is, without you bringing me here, it couldn't hold so many good things!"

While mocking Jiang Fan, she happily collected several more war weapons.

Only after collecting ten, did she stop because she couldn't fit anymore.

Regretfully, she sighed.

"The rest will have to be left for others."

Wu Manyue sighed regretfully.

Jiang Fan smiled meaningfully: "Congratulations Senior Sister Wu for your bountiful harvest."

"You continue, Junior Brother will take his leave."