Chapter 1019: You Are Not Worthy

Reverend Wan An's eyes widened, a little skeptical that he had heard correctly.

"Some things shouldn't be said carelessly!"

Dealing with Honored Ones and Bodhisattvas all day? What an unbelievable thing to say!

Jiang Fan blinked, feigning innocence, and said, "I'm not saying things carelessly. I'm the Bodhisattva's messenger, the designated translator of the Honored One of the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall, and the partner of the Honored One of True Words."

Hua Wuying was stunned. No, the Honored One of the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall had merely said it casually. Had he already established this as his identity so quickly? If she was surprised, imagine Reverend Wan An!

The latter two might be made up, but the Bodhisattva's messenger? Surely no one would dare fabricate that. After all, when the words "Bodhisattva" are uttered, they are surely heard by the Bodhisattva themself. Who would dare invent such an identity?

"You... how did you do that?" Reverend Wan An swallowed hard. It was difficult for him to even meet a Bodhisattva of Incarnation. Yet the illegitimate son of Fairy Qian Lan had already established such connections with Honored Ones and Bodhisattvas.

Jiang Fan thought seriously for a moment. "It doesn't seem difficult. I just somehow gained their recognition in various ways. Oh, right, Senior Wan An, you just said you wanted to introduce me to some powerful people, didn't you? Shall we go meet them now?"

Reverend Wan An forced a stiff smile. "Another day, another day." Most of the people he knew were friends of similar cultivation levels. Occasionally, there would be a senior at the Four-Aperture Nascent Soul stage. These were insignificant compared to Jiang Fan's connections.

"Oh, I still wanted to meet more friends," Jiang Fan said, disappointed.

Reverend Wan An felt awkward. Maintaining good relations with two Honored Ones and one Bodhisattva should be enough. Was there any need to make superfluous acquaintances?

While he was feeling awkward, they finally arrived at Fairy Qian Lan's villa. It was a villa situated beside a volcano. The temperature was extremely high, but for those cultivating fire-elemental divine abilities, it was, instead, a very comfortable environment.

Just as he was about to step forward, he narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed. In front of the courtyard stood a woman radiating coldness. Her cultivation had reached the Four-Aperture Nascent Soul stage. Dressed in luxurious palace attire, her expression was stern, and her gaze slightly cold. Beside her was a miserable-looking young man.

Recognizing the newcomer, Reverend Wan An quickly bowed in greeting. "Fairy Cining, what brings you here?"

Fairy Cining scoffed coldly. "Where is Qian Lan? Where is she hiding?"

Reverend Wan An's scalp tingled. He glanced at the miserable-looking young man and understood what was happening. Fairy Cining's disciple and Fairy Qian Lan's female disciple, Luo Yingshuang, had fought over a ball of flame. In the end, Luo Yingshuang won. She had benefited from Fairy Qian Lan's half bottle of True Spirit Blood, and the power of the flames within her had significantly increased. Thus, she unexpectedly defeated her opponent. Fairy Cining could not accept this insult and had come to seek an explanation, bringing her disciple with her. Fortunately, Fairy Qian Lan was not in her cultivation cave at this time.

He said with a smile, "Fairy Qian Lan must have gone somewhere for something; I don't know either."

Fairy Cining scoffed coldly. "You follow her around like a shadow every day. How could you not know where she went? Tell me now! My disciple has been beaten like this; she must provide an explanation today!"

Reverend Wan An's old face flushed slightly. He clasped his hands and bowed, "Fairy Cining, let's not elders interfere in disputes among juniors, so as not to become a laughingstock."

Fairy Cining sneered, "It's not your disciple who suffered, so of course you can speak so lightly! If you want to side with Fairy Qian Lan, I can settle the score with you instead!"

Reverend Wan An had a headache. Wherever there are people, there is conflict. And society is often made up of all sorts of people. For every reasonable person, there is bound to be an unreasonable one. Fairy Cining, standing before him, was precisely the unreasonable type. He was both worried about Fairy Qian Lan and felt powerless to help. He could only clasp his hands and continue to speak appeasing words.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan coldly snorted, "Where did this shrew come from, making a fuss here?" From their brief exchange, he gathered that it was a dispute among juniors. Yet this person named Cining insisted that Fairy Qian Lan provide an explanation. It seemed Fairy Qian Lan's life in the Fire Worship Sect wasn't as good as she claimed.

Fairy Cining looked over coldly and sternly rebuked, "Where did this insolent brat come from? Get lost!"

Jiang Fan folded his arms across his chest and said indifferently, "You're the one who should get lost!"

Reverend Wan An was startled. Fairy Qian Lan's illegitimate son had such a temper? He quickly clasped his hands and tried to mediate, "Fairy Cining, please calm your anger. Don't bother with a junior." Then he turned to Jiang Fan and said, "After all, she is an elder; you shouldn't be disrespectful."

Jiang Fan gave him a meaningful glance. "They're bullying her right at her doorstep; do we still need to pacify them?" If it were the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, knowing he was outmatched, he would have planned ahead and resolved the conflict long before Cining came looking for trouble. He wouldn't have let Fairy Qian Lan end up in the awkward situation of having her door blocked. It wasn't wrong for Reverend Wan An to pursue Fairy Qian Lan. But it seemed he wasn't putting his heart into it. He knew there was a conflict between Fairy Qian Lan and Fairy Cining's disciples, and he also knew Fairy Cining's character. The current scene was foreseeable. Yet he hadn't considered Fairy Qian Lan's position and hadn't intervened beforehand. His pursuit was merely superficial, like a performance.

Reverend Wan An was embarrassed by Jiang Fan's retort and said, "Fairy Cining is at the Four-Aperture Nascent Soul stage. Even if I risked my life, it would be useless. I can only try my best to mediate."

Jiang Fan shook his head slightly and said, "Do you think sweet words will be useful, given how she is acting?" Knowing it was useless, yet still wasting words. Reverend Wan An was merely pretending to be diligent. He wouldn't actually sacrifice anything for Fairy Qian Lan.

Reverend Wan An was cornered by Jiang Fan's remarks and couldn't back down. He retorted, "Then what do you suggest we do?" This was truly baffling. He was kindly helping Fairy Qian Lan, yet her illegitimate son was, in turn, accusing him of not helping enough. How was he supposed to help? Should a Three-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator fight to the death against a Four-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator?

Jiang Fan calmly said, "It's simple: teach her a lesson. Make her never dare set foot here again!" After speaking, he stepped toward Fairy Cining and said indifferently, "Since I've encountered this, I cannot stand idly by."

Fairy Cining was so angry she laughed, with a furious expression on her face. "Where did this wild brat come from, acting so presumptuously in front of me?" With a casual wave of her hand, a powerful Nascent Soul force of the Four-Aperture stage condensed into a palm print and struck towards Jiang Fan.

Reverend Wan An's expression changed. He dodged first, then exclaimed, "Quickly, get out of the way! It's dangerous!"

Jiang Fan remained expressionless, lightning gathering in his eyes. "Dark Sky Eye!" Two bolts of lightning, as thick as arms, instantly melted the palm print and struck Cining with lightning speed. How could she have guarded against a blow from a Two-Aperture Nascent Soul Jiang Fan, a blow that could pierce her attack? She was immediately hit by the two lightning bolts; her palace attire was scorched with two circular holes on her chest, and the flesh underneath was seared.

"Hiss!" Cining staggered backward, both ashamed and enraged. "You're insolent!"

Jiang Fan's gaze was cold. "You're the insolent one! Soul Lock!"