Chapter 1009: Let You Watch Yourself Die

Venerable Zhenyan was, after all, a Transcendent God Realm cultivator.

A voice suddenly appeared in her mind, yet her heart remained undisturbed; she even recognized it.

"Is that the Buddhist 'closed-mouth' meditation?"

"Speak freely; Venerable Xieya cannot hear us."

Jiang Fan felt relieved.

"Venerable, how long until we travel to the Black Pillar of Heaven's Connection?"

Venerable Zhenyan was slightly surprised. "Five days."

"Why do you ask?"

Jiang Fan replied calmly, "Because I want Venerable Xieya dead."

Venerable Zhenyan paused, a look of confusion on her face.

It wasn't until Jiang Fan spoke again that she understood. "Venerable, would you be interested in co-forging a new Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan?"

"I'll provide the blueprints, and you provide the materials."

"What?"

Venerable Zhenyan's pupils constricted. She asked in her mind, "You have the blueprints?"

Jiang Fan smiled. "Yes, and they're complete."

"I discovered a hidden space near an ancient battlefield where time is permanently static."

"Inside, there were several decayed Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fans and their blueprints."

"I completely copied the blueprints."

She shot up.

Venerable Zhenyan excitedly stood up.

She and her disciples had scoured the entire Tai Cang Great State, and countless bounties had been issued in Tianzhou, yet no one had been able to provide even a corner of the blueprints.

And now, Jiang Fan actually possessed a complete set of blueprints!

As for their authenticity...

Firstly, Jiang Fan had no reason to deceive her.

Secondly, mentioning a hidden space where time is eternal made it highly probable.

Aside from the major powers, only mysterious ancient caves or relics could possibly contain such diagrams.

Venerable Xieya watched Venerable Zhenyan suddenly stand up, his eyes filled with surprise. He asked,

"What is this about?"

Venerable Zhenyan sat back down and calmly looked at Venerable Xieya. "What was the purpose of your visit?"

"I want to confirm one more time."

Venerable Xieya dimly sensed that something was amiss and tentatively asked,

"I want to fulfill the promise regarding the Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan."

"Alternatively, you could cultivate with me once."

Venerable Zhenyan nodded, took out the damaged Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan, and placed it before Venerable Xieya.

"Take it."

Venerable Xieya was stunned. He said in surprise, "Venerable Zhenyan, don't joke about your own life."

"You and I both know how difficult it is to reach the Transcendent God stage."

Venerable Zhenyan stated impolitely, "The fan is yours."

"I have matters to attend to now; you may leave!"

She directly ordered him to leave, refusing to waste another word on Venerable Xieya.

This outcome was completely unexpected for Venerable Xieya.

Between death and dual cultivation with him, Venerable Zhenyan actually chose death?

That shouldn't be!

The experience of reaching the Transcendent God stage should have put Venerable Zhenyan's disposition through a tremendous test.

How could she so easily give up her life?

Furthermore, Venerable Zhenyan had clearly been deep in thought just moments ago, weighing her options.

But, as if she had suddenly received some news, her entire demeanor changed.

He narrowed his eyes, vaguely understanding something, and indignantly said, "Is someone transmitting a message to you, secretly helping you?"

"Does he want to see me die?"

"Is it the brute from the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple, or the Bodhisattva from White Horse Temple?"

The only ones he could think of were those two immensely powerful Transcendent God Realm cultivators.

He didn't suspect Jiang Fan, who was standing right in front of him, in the slightest.

Because in his eyes, Jiang Fan was too insignificant, too minor to even consider.

Venerable Zhenyan remained expressionless and said indifferently,

"Take the fan and leave."

Venerable Xieya looked at the Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan before him, his expression gloomy.

What use was this fan to him?

What he wanted was to cultivate with Venerable Zhenyan!

Who was it? Who exactly had ruined his plans?

He unwillingly clutched the Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan and said in a deep voice, "Venerable Zhenyan, are you sure you're going to stand by and watch me die?"

"If I truly reach the end of the first decline, a dying man like me will do anything!"

Heh!

Failing to coerce her with the Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan, he resorted to threats.

Venerable Zhenyan replied unenthusiastically, "I am a lone individual, without sect or faction."

"At worst, I'll take my disciples and hide in Tianzhou."

"Would you dare to come to Tianzhou to find me?"

"Enough. I've told you to leave twice already. It's time to go!"

Venerable Xieya gritted his teeth, his aura dark as he stood up, murderous intent swirling around him.

"Don't let me find out who is helping you!"

"Otherwise, I'll make him regret ever being born!"

It was clear that this person wanted him to perish from the First Heavenly Decline.

But he couldn't recall which powerful individual he had offended so gravely.

Filled with rage, he transformed into a wisp of dark energy and departed.

Jiang Fan's expression remained calm, his heart unperturbed.

If Venerable Xieya hadn't tried to kill him the moment they met, he wouldn't have meddled in the grievances between Transcendent Gods.

Now, Venerable Xieya could only pray for good fortune.

Oh, right.

Temporal Dust could also extend his lifespan, couldn't it?

From this moment on, he would also be cautious about selling Temporal Dust to outsiders.

He wanted Venerable Xieya to watch himself, who could have been saved, slowly rot and die.

Senior Disciple Chenjing let out a small sigh of relief, a wary look on his face. "Master, no wonder Venerable Xieya suddenly invited you to the Great Yin Sect half a year ago."

"So his Five Heavenly Declines had already begun to manifest then."

"It's a good thing you didn't go, Master. In his territory, you would have been powerless."

The Great Yin Sect's Yin Corpse lineage had existed for over a thousand years.

Heaven knew how many Yin corpses the sect had accumulated over such a long period.

Even a Bodhisattva or a Venerable from the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple wouldn't dare guarantee their safe return if they went there.

Venerable Zhenyan said indifferently, "His ambition is too great; he actually dared to provoke a dying Demon Monarch."

"If that Demon Monarch dies, then so be it. But if he didn't die, he might come to Tai Cang to seek revenge on him."

"In the future, keep your distance from him, lest we get implicated when he falls on hard times."

Senior Disciple Chenjing bowed and assented.

His gaze flickered to Jiang Fan, who stood calmly nearby, and a slight smirk suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips. "Master."

"Venerable Xieya has left. Shouldn't we continue punishing this brat?"

"He was so disrespectful to you; he can't be let off lightly."

This fellow was still thinking about teaching Jiang Fan a lesson.

Venerable Zhenyan nodded gently. "It is time to deal with this boy."

"Chenjing, you may leave."

Senior Disciple Chenjing was taken aback.

He was waiting to watch the show of Jiang Fan being punished, but his Master was dismissing him?

He was merely a subordinate; what was there that couldn't be seen?

However, with his Master's order, he could only leave the White Pagoda, filled with doubts.

Leaving the space to Jiang Fan and his Master.

"Come here."

Venerable Zhenyan called softly.

Jiang Fan entered the pavilion, looked at her captivating back, and cupped his hands.

"Thank you for intervening just now, Senior."

Venerable Zhenyan scoffed. "Now you call me Senior? Not a woman who can't teach her disciples and throws petty tantrums?"

Jiang Fan cleared his throat.

This woman held grudges too.

"Venerable, let's talk about serious matters."

Venerable Zhenyan said sternly, "Bring out the blueprints."

Jiang Fan's eyes darted around. "Senior, let me remind you."

"What I said earlier was 'co-forging' the Phoenix Feather Nine Flame Fan."

"If this fan is successfully forged, I should also have a share."

Venerable Zhenyan retorted irritably, "I'm not deaf!"

"You don't need to remind me!"

This boy was too shrewd!

She had originally intended to pretend she hadn't heard the part about co-forging, but he had pointed it out.

It was truly difficult to take advantage of him!