Receiving a flood of new knowledge instantly, Jiang Xun'er only opened her eyes after a long while.
She looked at Zhou Fan, unsure what to say.
It was Zhou Fan who spoke first, smiling casually, “Xun’er, partings are inevitable in life.”
“Once I possess enough strength, I will definitely come find you.”
Seeing Zhou Fan so uninhibited, Jiang Xun'er also smiled, her eyes glistening as if tears were welling up.
“Then it’s a promise. I’ll wait for you in the Moon Clan of Central Continent.”
“This Young Friend, there are some things this old woman doesn’t know whether to say or not.”
“Senior, please speak freely.”
“Observing your cultivation, you’ve reached Fifth Stage before the age of one hundred, with a solid Foundation and pure Qi. Your talent must be excellent, and you’ve had quite a few Opportunities.”
“Although you’ve taken Young Miss’s virginity, our Moon Clan does not taboo this matter. If you can reach Seventh Stage within three hundred years, you may come to our Moon Clan to propose marriage.”
“This old woman will report this matter to the Clan Chief and give you a chance.”
“Thank you, Senior.”
After their conversation, the old woman took Jiang Xun'er and left.
Zhou Fan tidied up the chess board, and only then did Jiang Mei belatedly ask, “Master, you’re already the legendary Fifth Stage Cultivator?”
Over the past year, Jiang Mei had occasionally been nurtured by Zhou Fan, and her cultivation had gradually risen to Late Stage Foundation Establishment.
Zhou Fan nodded, clearly not in high spirits at the moment.
Seeing this, Jiang Mei said no more, simply staying quietly by her Master’s side.
The next day, Zhou Fan destroyed the contract he had signed when joining the Jiang Family and left the Jiang Family with Jiang Mei.
He returned to Luoyun Temple, where it happened that Fairy Master had emerged from seclusion. In Nangong Wan’s gentle embrace, Zhou Fan regained his vigor.
After spending some time with the women of Luoyun Temple and Xuanyuan Dynasty whom he hadn’t seen in two years, Zhou Fan received a sound transmission from the Thousand-Faced Illusion Heart Butterfly.
After searching for so long, Huan Cai had finally found Lin Xuanye in the northern reaches of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
Currently, the Son of Destiny Lin Xuanye’s cultivation had recovered to the Core Formation Realm, and he was traveling with a female Cultivator whose cultivation had also reached the Core Formation Realm.
According to Huan Cai’s investigation, this female Cultivator’s surname was Ji, and her given name was Qingchan. Several years ago, she had disguised herself and participated in the Sixth Trial of the Dao Heroes Assembly, ranking second.
The two seemed deeply in love, having clearly forged a profound bond over these past few years. If not for Lin Xuanye’s physical disability, which he was ashamed to show, the two might already have been husband and wife.
Zhou Fan rushed to the scene. As for this heroine of the Son of Destiny Lin Xuanye, he was too lazy to bother with a slow-burn strategy.
Appearing directly before the two, Zhou Fan displayed a Fourth Stage aura and chuckled as he looked at the startled Lin Xuanye.
“Long time no see, Lin Xuanye.”
“Zhou Fan? Why aren’t you staying on Yin Yang Peak? What are you doing here? Also, why has your cultivation risen to Fourth Stage?”
Although Lin Xuanye was surprised by Zhou Fan’s rapid cultivation speed, his own cultivation speed was no less impressive.
Moreover, after these few years of traveling with a beauty, Lin Xuanye had regained his confidence. He felt that with his peak Fourth Stage Dao of the Sword attainment, killing this Young Peak Lord of Yin Yang Peak by fighting above his realm should not be difficult.
What’s more, he also had the help of Ji Qingchan, whose cultivation had reached Late Stage Core Formation and who also possessed extraordinary combat power.
Today was the perfect Opportunity for the two of them to work together and slay this villain Zhou Fan, who dared to defile his former first disciple.
Transmitting his plan via Divine Sense to Ji Qingchan, Lin Xuanye continued to converse with Zhou Fan on the surface, but internally, he began to gather power, preparing to unleash a Sword of Mind that was far more powerful than it had been years ago, aiming to kill Zhou Fan in one blow.
Zhou Fan acted as if he hadn’t noticed, replying, “Lin Xuanye, the Xuanyuan Dynasty isn’t your home. Can’t I come to the Northern Territory?”
“And since even you can Breakthrough to Third Stage, isn’t it quite reasonable for my cultivation to have risen to Fourth Stage now?”
“Reasonable, very reasonable.”
An invisible yet substantial Sword of Mind suddenly flew out from within Lin Xuanye, and at the same time, Ji Qingchan also unleashed a palm strike. The power of both attacks reached the Fourth Stage level.
If an ordinary Fourth Stage Cultivator were ambushed like this by the two, they would indeed be severely wounded on the spot.
But Zhou Fan was no ordinary Fourth Stage Cultivator. He still maintained the aura fluctuations of the Yuan Transformation Realm. These two attacks seemed fast to the Thousand-Faced Illusion Heart Butterfly, but in Zhou Fan’s eyes, they were pitifully slow.
He unleashed a Divine Sense comparable to Fifth Stage, and with a casual sweep, he completely shattered the Sword of Mind that Lin Xuanye had painstakingly condensed.
Immediately, in the eyes of Lin Xuanye and Ji Qingchan, Zhou Fan appeared before them as if teleporting, simultaneously striking out with both fists. All the Low Grade defensive Magic Treasures that Lin Xuanye and Ji Qingchan had accumulated were shattered.
The two were sent flying like broken sacks, both entering a state of severe injury.
Zhou Fan walked over to Lin Xuanye, who could no longer get up, patted his face, and asked knowingly.
“Lin Xuanye, you want to kill me?”
Lin Xuanye no longer pretended. He gathered a mouthful of saliva, intending to spit it on Zhou Fan’s face, but Zhou Fan stomped down, making Lin Xuanye’s mouth intimately connect with the ground.
“Do you still want to kill me now?”
Lin Xuanye laboriously pulled his head out of the dirt. He looked at Zhou Fan, who was smiling but not smiling, and gritted his teeth, saying.
“Zhou Fan, if you have the guts, kill me today. Otherwise, I, Lin Xuanye, swear that I will kill you in this life.”
“What a big mouth, you’re scaring me to death.”
Zhou Fan calmly walked over to Ji Qingchan. He lifted the chin of this beautiful woman and asked with a smile.
“What about you? Do you want Lin Xuanye to die right now?”
The woman pursed her lips, saying nothing.
Zhou Fan found it amusing. He had the Thousand-Faced Illusion Heart Butterfly act, pulling Lin Xuanye into an illusion and torturing him with cruel punishments, to see if his mouth would still be so stubborn.
At the same time, he had Huan Cai implant false memories into Ji Qingchan, overwriting her true memories.
Upon hearing this, Huan Cai, who had transformed into a mischievous imp, immediately showed an evil smile.
After being tormented for seven days and seven nights in the illusion, Lin Xuanye’s will was quickly broken. He begged Zhou Fan to give him a quick death, but Zhou Fan ignored him.
Because Ji Qingchan’s change was even more interesting.
Originally, this young Daoist nun, who was deeply devoted to Lin Xuanye and extremely hostile towards Zhou Fan, immediately knelt before Zhou Fan after her memories were altered, looking at him piously and saying.
“My Lord, thank you for your salvation, for rescuing me from the side of the devil. I wish to serve you all my life, only asking that you give me more light and warmth.”
Zhou Fan smiled. He had Huan Cai, according to his wishes, weave a set of black and white nun’s robes for his devout believer, Ji Qingchan, using magic power.
Then, using an illusion to deprive Lin Xuanye of his sight, Zhou Fan constructed a wide chair with magic power, and sat grandly on the “divine throne,” saying.
“Ji Qingchan, my believer, you must know that there is no such thing as something for nothing in this world. Our creed praises labor and adheres to equivalent exchange.”
“Since you want more light and warmth, then come and take it yourself.”
Ji Qingchan devoutly listened to her Lord’s teachings. Dressed in a black and white nun’s habit that outlined her full figure, she crawled on her knees to Zhou Fan’s lap.
She wanted to prove to her Lord that she was a devout believer who loved labor and was willing to dedicate everything to him.
