Supreme Emptiness

You're helping me get the pill recipe?

The East Sea Demon Emperor slightly raised her delicate eyebrows.

Then she calmed down again, revealing a trace of relief.

She tidied up Jiang Fan's hair that was blown by the wind, like a kind elder:

"Good child, I understand your intention."

"But don't wade into these troubled waters."

"If anything happens to you, how should I explain to your Pavilion Master?"

The pill recipe is Sanqing Mountain's taboo; how could it be allowed others to peek?

Moreover.

This pill recipe is Sanqing Mountain's top secret, only held by Primordial Spirit-level experts.

How could Jiang Fan easily obtain it?

Jiang Fan said earnestly, "Senior Yizhu, trust me once."

The East Sea Demon Emperor was momentarily stunned.

The last person who spoke to her like that was her husband, who died over ten years ago.

She couldn't believe it.

After all these years, these words came from a junior's mouth.

She seemed to recall the past when she was protected by her husband.

She couldn't help but show a faint smile of reminiscence at the corner of her mouth.

"You, little rascal."

The East Sea Demon Emperor looked at Jiang Fan with more tenderness.

"You want me to believe in you? Sure."

"You have to give me a reason, right?"

Jiang Fan reached out: "I already have a plan in mind."

"However, I need to see the Cold Cicada Silence Pill first."

The East Sea Demon Emperor hesitated slightly.

The Cold Cicada Silence Pill was indeed too precious.

She only had one.

If it got damaged, it would be troublesome.

Yet, looking at Jiang Fan's calm and powerful gaze, she instinctively took it out.

"Be careful then."

The East Sea Demon Emperor handed over the Cold Cicada Silence Pill wrapped in seaweed.

Jiang Fan took it and examined it.

It was a Spirit Pill with gray-white interwoven patterns and considerable spiritual pressure; unmistakably a Fourth Grade Spirit Pill.

Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, and its fragrance intoxicating, with excellently maintained quality.

"The quality is excellent."

"Sanqing Mountain indeed has capable people."

This pill has been mastered by Sanqing Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, thoroughly researched.

The quality of the refined pill was already impeccable.

He sniffed it closely.

Then scraped off a bit and tasted it.

He exhaled slightly: "Fortunately, they're not too unfamiliar things."

"The high-grade Medicine Garden of Green Cloud Sect has cultivated them all."

Immediately, he took out paper and pen and noted them down.

"Toad Heart Embryo Mud, Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice, Qingchen Purple Fruit…"

Not long after.

A pill recipe with twelve materials appeared.

The East Sea Demon Emperor took back the used Cold Cicada Silence Pill.

Looking at the scraped layer, her eyes showed a trace of heartache.

"Are you analyzing the pill recipe?"

She was a bit puzzled.

Analyzing a pill recipe wasn't something ordinary people could do, but Soul Masters could.

After all, discerning numerous raw materials from the pill fragrance was generally impossible for ordinary people.

Only Soul Masters, who deal with various materials long-term, can do it.

"All the materials are here." Jiang Fan handed the pill recipe to her.

Upon glancing at it, the East Sea Demon Emperor was slightly surprised.

"I inadvertently heard Sanqing Mountain collecting Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice all over."

"Could it be that the Cold Cicada Silence Pill really contains this material?"

Gu Xin'er curiously poked her little head over.

"Really?"

"You can analyze the composition of pills?"

"Don't tell me you're a Soul Master."

Jiang Fan replied with a question: "Why? Suddenly feeling a rising sense of admiration?"

Gu Xin'er scoffed: "Who admires a rogue like you?"

"Besides, just having the materials, what kind of pill recipe is that?"

"Do you know the quantities for each material?"

"Just having the materials is useless."

Even if she's not a Soul Master, she knew the emphasis of a pill recipe lies in the ratio of materials.

Any slight difference in materials could lead to a big mistake.

Trying to duplicate someone else's pill recipe, especially one with extraordinarily complex components.

It's just impossible.

Jiang Fan laughed: "Of course I don't know the quantities."

"But don't the people of Sanqing Mountain know?"

"They will tell me."

Speaking, he casually wrote a roughly matching number behind the materials.

Hmm?

The East Sea Demon Emperor looked confused.

What did Jiang Fan mean by this?

The people of Sanqing Mountain would tell him the formula?

"Senior Yizhu."

Jiang Fan handed the pill recipe to her: "Later, when negotiating with the people of Sanqing Mountain."

"At the right moment, show them this semi-finished pill recipe."

"You must make them feel surprised."

"Also, keep me beside you."

"I'll find a way to get the ratios."

Need to make the other party surprised?

Also keep Jiang Fan with her?

The East Sea Demon Emperor pondered for a while.

She still didn't understand what Jiang Fan planned to do.

But, worth a try.

If it fails, she won't lose anything.

If by chance it succeeds, the Sea Demon Clan would be free from then on.

Not long after.

A shell slid to a giant ship.

An hunched old man stood at the bow, hands behind his back.

His skin was wrinkled, full of senility.

Wearing an old Taoist robe that had been washed to a slight whiteness, fluttering in the wind.

"East Sea Demon Emperor, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He said hoarsely, his glance sweeping over the other two on the shell.

When he glanced at Gu Xin'er, his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

He obviously recognized her as the Vice Building Master of Jiangshan First-class Building.

When he glanced at Jiang Fan, he slightly pondered.

Feeling he had met him somewhere.

He didn't remember Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan remembered him well.

"Ha, this world is indeed small."

"Encountered this old bastard again."

Jiang Fan snorted internally.

This person was none other than Xuanyang from Sanqing Mountain.

And standing beside him were his two disciples close to Primordial Spirit level.

Qingde.

The 'Forget God Spell' Jiang Fan learned was thanks to him.

At this moment, Qingde bowed his head, his lips slightly moving.

Seemed to be memorizing something.

Judging by his mouth shape, it should be some lengthy Taoist scripture.

The East Sea Demon Emperor smiled gently: "I went on a journey for a few days."

"I didn't know Xuanyang visited, making you wait."

Listening to the East Sea Demon Emperor's excuse.

Xuanyang snorted coldly: "Come to the cabin to talk!"

The East Sea Demon Emperor's heart sank.

The words 'Not a friendly visit' were almost written on his face.

She leaped onto the ship.

Jiang Fan and Gu Xin'er followed closely.

"What is the point of you two outsiders following?" Xuanyang turned back to look at Jiang Fan and Gu Xin'er.

The East Sea Demon Emperor stopped.

Thinking of Jiang Fan's proposed plan, she pulled Jiang Fan along: "This is a member of my East Sea Demon Emperor Palace."

Member?

Xuanyang scrutinized Jiang Fan, showing doubt.

The East Sea Demon Emperor added: "My son-in-law."

Son-in-law?

If the eldest daughter's husband, then enjoying great blessings.

If the third daughter's husband, they are terribly unlucky.

Xuanyang showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

He wanted to talk to the East Sea Demon Emperor alone.

But the East Sea Demon Emperor insisted on bringing Jiang Fan, he couldn't say anything.

"Then Qingde, you come along too."

Upon hearing the call, Qingde regained his concentration and stopped reciting.

Immediately followed.

Soon.

The group entered the cabin.

Bam—

Before speaking.

Xuanyang struck the table with his palm, causing it to resonate loudly.

The iron table was imprinted with a handprint.

"You have such audacity!"

"I ordered you not to help the Sky Demon Emperor, yet you dare defy my command!"

From the start, he gave the East Sea Demon Emperor a show of force.