Supreme Emptiness

Let's talk about Jiang Fan.

After a half day of painstaking cultivation.

The mountain forest within an eight-hundred-zhang radius has already turned into scorched ruins.

"Cultivated to the middle tier, and the range of the Undying Blade reaches eight hundred zhang?"

"Is this the effect of the Void Flow Thunder Force's enhancement?"

"Under normal circumstances, it should be four hundred zhang."

Jiang Fan was shocked repeatedly.

According to the description of the cultivation technique.

The first tier of the Undying Blade can reach a hundred zhang, the second tier four hundred zhang, the third tier a thousand zhang.

With the enhancement of the Void Flow Thunder Force, the Undying Blade he unleashed doubled in power.

Eight hundred zhang—it is already incredibly close to the strike of the Green Crane Masters.

Below the Nascent Soul Realm, aside from those who have survived tribulation at the ninth-layer perfection of Core Formation with some immunity to thunderbolts,

the rest would hardly withstand such a strike.

Of course, the energy cost of this strike is a colossal drain.

The Thunder Path Power within his body would be instantaneously emptied.

"If I cultivate to the third tier, under the enhancement of the Void Flow Thunder Force, wouldn't it reach two thousand zhang in a single strike?"

"Stronger than the strike of the Green Crane Masters?"

When this idea occurred to him, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

If only he could return to that thunder pool one more time.

Or make a deal with the deputy building master from Jiangshan First-class Building to obtain that thunder orb.

Thinking of the latter.

He hurriedly shook his head: "Crazy!"

"Why did I think about her?"

"I even had the audacity to squeeze and kiss her."

"If she sees me again, she'll slice me into a hundred and one pieces, then burn me into ashes and mix me with flour to make buns, feeding them to dogs afterwards, right?"

His body shivered slightly as he got up to leave.

This place had made such a commotion, it could easily be seen through by someone.

Just.

As he exited the cave, he saw a familiar silhouette flash past overhead.

Clad in a bright orange short-sleeve buttoned shirt with a goose-yellow long skirt.

Her jet-black hair was styled into adorable celestial buns.

Two long pink silk ribbons swayed beautifully with the wind.

But the most recognizable feature was the painted Beijing opera mask on her face.

Who else could it be but the deputy building master from Jiangshan First-class Building?

Damn!

This… this is like a dream coming true?

A nightmare dream!

He quickly shrank back into the cave, hiding completely without moving.

In the skies above.

Gu Xin'er muttered incessantly with her small mouth:

"The building master is so annoying."

"I was earning merit peacefully, yet he insisted on summoning me here to take a look."

"Said something about Deputy Building Master Yan's Space Storage Device causing a disturbance nearby."

"Why didn't he come himself? He just knows how to boss me around."

The remnant soul in her hairpin said: "Perhaps he's tied up with something."

Gu Xin'er scoffed: "Isn't he just worried about the Thunder Extension Order in Deputy Building Master Yan's Space Storage Device?"

"If I manage to kill that little scoundrel Jiang Fan, I might also get one myself."

The remnant soul in the hairpin shook its head lightly: "Given the building master's status, he wouldn't personally come here for just a Thunder Extension Order. Perhaps there's an even more valuable treasure in Yan Dao'an's Space Storage Device."

Oh?

Gu Xin'er responded indifferently: "No matter how valuable the treasure, what does it have to do with me?"

"The building master is stingy. He'll even charge me for asking additional questions."

"Even if I find that treasure, he wouldn't share it with me."

The remnant soul asked curiously:

"Then why did you rush here so eagerly upon receiving the order?"

Gu Xin'er's eyes narrowed into crescent moons and she replied:

"Naturally, I came to try my luck and see if I'll come across that little scoundrel!"

"This Moon Realm—the heavens know when I'll obtain it. But I can't just keep sulking, can I?"

"Lately, the more I think about it, the angrier I get; the angrier I get, the more I think!"

"How dare he squeeze me like that?"

"After squeezing, he even said it was 'a firm grasp!!!'"

"That damned brat!"

"I might not kill him yet, but surely I can beat him up, right?"

The remnant soul shook its metaphorical head in disbelief.

Still holding a grudge over "a firm grasp."

That gesture seems to have left quite a mark.

She coughed lightly: "You, stop overthinking."

"The heavens are vast. Where will you 'run into' him?"

"This place is desolate and remote, without a soul in sight. How could he possibly…"

She stopped midsentence.

Because she faintly sensed something.

Looking down at the mountain cave beneath her feet, the expression on the remnant soul's face froze.

What the—!

Even here they run into each other!

Are they fated for disaster together?

"What's the matter, Master?"

Hearing her master abruptly stop speaking, Gu Xin'er asked inquisitively.

The remnant soul stammered: "N-nothing."

It tried its best to cover up nervously.

If Gu Xin'er discovered Jiang Fan, wouldn't she break his teeth?

Gu Xin'er thought nothing of it and continued grumbling angrily:

"That little scoundrel—if I come across him."

"I'll definitely break the hand that touched me."

"Let's see him 'firmly grasp,' 'firmly grasp!'"

Once the commotion in the sky quieted down.

Jiang Fan cautiously emerged.

Plastering a Dustless Talisman onto himself, he hurried off in the opposite direction.

Muttering to himself:

"Daylight meeting ghosts."

"Even in this barren wilderness, I run into her!"

Drawing out the Purple Sword, he decisively took off on it.

Moments later.

Glancing back, he saw the female deputy building owner's figure had already vanished.

Only then did he feel slightly relieved.

But just then.

His overhead view darkened slightly.

Looking up.

A white cloud had drifted across to block the sun.

At first, Jiang Fan didn't register anything.

But after flying for a while, he was still shrouded beneath the white cloud!

What kind of white cloud is fast enough to move so swiftly?

Jiang Fan's eyes flashed.

Without making a sound, he discreetly took out a Nascent Soul Jade Token and activated it in his sleeve.

The ability to control a white cloud could only belong to a Nascent Soul Realm expert, right?

And such a person, following him covertly—

Could hardly mean goodwill, correct?

Once the activation was complete.

He suddenly struck out!

A deadly blow aimed fiercely at the white cloud overhead!

BOOM—

A shadow of an unstoppable black blade tore through a thousand-zhang stretch of sky, slashing into the white cloud.

With a muffled sound.

The white cloud was shattered.

Revealing an elderly man in a black robe.

His arm shielded his torso.

The devastating Nascent Soul strike only tore his robe, leaving his arm unscathed.

"Such ruthless execution."

The man's hoarse voice addressed Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's heart pounded wildly.

This voice, those eyes—

Wasn't this the Carefree Master he encountered earlier?

Wasn't he severely wounded?

How is he now entirely recovered?

No wait!

This man isn't Carefree Master.

"Who are you?" Jiang Fan's expression turned grim.

For a moment, he couldn't discern this man's identity.

Hehe.

The robed figure chuckled softly, raising his right hand to touch the two Space Storage Devices on it.

One belonged to Yan Dao'an.

The other to Carefree Master.

Yet, Jiang Fan's attention wasn't on the Storage Rings.

Instead, it was.

This hand—it only had four fingers.

Jiang Fan's pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints!

"Seems there's no need for introductions."

The black-robed elder rose from his seated posture.

An overwhelming, suffocating aura emanated from him.

With a faint smile, he spoke:

"Young one, hand over that spiritual pet which stole my Merit Divine Pearl."

"I'll show mercy this once and grant you a swift end."

Jiang Fan's gaze turned grave.

Mercy?

Like how the Divine Movement Sect disciples were crushed like melons?

His heart sank further.

The power of the Hell Beast seemed far greater than a typical Nascent Soul.

How could he possibly escape?

Suddenly.

The image of the female deputy building master flashed in his mind.

Brightness abruptly dawned in his eyes.

She wasn't the vengeance-seeking deputy building owner.

She was clearly a Female Bodhisattva!