Chapter 1040: Lost Truth Sage with Amnesia

Jiang Fan opened his eyes.

A wisp of emerald-green flame rippled through his eyes.

The cluster of Nether Ghostflame within his body had been completely refined.

Every trace of it had integrated into his Fire Core.

His current Fire Core was no longer the original blood-red one.

Instead, it was a swirling vortex of flames.

Most of it was emerald green, with only a small amount of red.

At the center of the vortex, there was a tiny, sesame-sized green flame.

It burned silently, seemingly without any heat.

However, the extremely dangerous Nether Ghostflame, which had just been so menacing, now obediently revolved around the tiny flame.

It was as if the tiny flame was the king of all flames.

All other flames seemed to submit to it.

Jiang Fan inwardly observed, his gaze fixed on the tiny flame, unable to move.

An indescribable excitement surged in his heart: "Could this be the Origin of Fire?"

Although it was only the size of a sesame seed, it gave Jiang Fan a terrifying sensation of being able to incinerate all things.

It was similar to when he first encountered the Heaven-Incinerating Clam Pearl.

Even a tiny spark from it could reduce anything to ashes.

The Origin of Fire before him was no different.

"I wonder what effect it will have when truly used in combat," Jiang Fan's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

*Knock, knock, knock—*

The knocking sound came again.

Jiang Fan calculated with his fingers; today was the grand sect establishment ceremony.

He quickly dressed, picked up the little Qilin, and opened the stone door.

Outside the door was Fairy Yunshang.

She was staring in surprise at the stone door, which had melted into layers of wrinkles due to high temperatures.

What kind of flame could burn a one-foot-thick special stone door like this?

"Jiang Lang, are you alright?" she asked, looking at Jiang Fan with concern.

At this moment, Jiang Fan gave her a startling sensation.

Her Heavenly Fox bloodline also began to boil.

It seemed very excited.

Jiang Fan was still Jiang Fan; his appearance hadn't changed, nor had his cultivation realm.

But subtly, there was a sense of profound transformation about him.

Jiang Fan gently pinched her cheek and said, "What aspect are you asking about?"

Fairy Yunshang's face flushed. "Stop teasing," she said shyly.

"Everyone is waiting for you."

"They're just waiting for you to inscribe the name for the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion."

Jiang Fan became serious and headed with her towards the main gate tower of the sect.

Fairy Yunshang naturally linked her arm with his, and they ascended into the air together.

Just as they were about to leave, a white afterimage flickered into existence before them.

It was a tall woman with a slender figure and full curves.

Her legs were long and shapely, and her waist was impossibly slender.

She had a classic oval-shaped face, spirited phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and crimson lips with pearly white teeth.

Her beauty was so striking that she seemed like a classical beauty capable of captivating entire cities and nations with a single smile.

Such beauty did not seem much inferior even before the "Fairy of Celestial Beauty," Fairy Yunshang.

Jiang Fan paused, stunned: "Who is this?"

The unfamiliar, beautiful woman before him, who could float in the air and move with incredible speed, left him momentarily bewildered.

When did the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion get someone like this?

Wait!

He remembered the scorched woman he had brought back.

"Could she be..."

Fairy Yunshang nodded, a strange expression on her face. "It's her."

"She woke up this morning. I gave her some of my clothes."

Jiang Fan was astonished: "Is she a Nascent Soul realm cultivator?"

Fairy Yunshang was silent for a moment, then said, "Perhaps more than that."

"Look behind you."

Wasn't that the back mountain of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?

That was the Qingli Mountain Range.

He turned his head to look.

Jiang Fan gasped.

He saw that the belly of the massive mountain range, which spanned the horizon, had a palm print punched clear through it, front to back!

This... this wasn't something a Nascent Soul cultivator could do.

At least a Seven-Orifice Nascent Soul couldn't.

A Nine-Orifice Nascent Soul... would probably struggle too.

Jiang Fan collected himself, looked at the stunning woman in front of him, swallowed slightly, and said:

"She did that?"

Fairy Yunshang nodded, her usually calm demeanor now showing lingering fear.

"When she first woke up, she seemed startled and instinctively unleashed a palm strike."

"Fortunately, there was no one nearby at the time."

"Otherwise, no one would have been spared."

"Thankfully, after that strike, she calmed down and has just been staring blankly, not acting recklessly."

After speaking, she turned her gaze to Jiang Fan, a peculiar look on her face:

"Jiang Lang, where exactly did you bring this woman back from?"

*Gulp!*

Jiang Fan swallowed, a faint suspicion already forming in his mind.

He said, "I think I probably know who she is."

Soul Transformation realm, woman, fell from the sky.

Wasn't that Venerable Zhenyan, who went to the Heaven-Connecting Black Pillar?

As for why she had pursued him relentlessly after turning into a fireball...

Jiang Fan took out a pink lotus artifact from his Heavenly Thunder Stone.

It was precisely the life-saving item Venerable Zhenyan had given him.

As soon as this item was taken out,

the woman immediately leaned closer, her eyes fixed intently on the pink lotus.

At times she frowned, at times she pondered, and at times she looked bewildered.

Jiang Fan became even more certain.

This woman was most likely Venerable Zhenyan.

The reason she could track him from afar was because he possessed this pink lotus artifact.

The thought made Jiang Fan incredibly frustrated.

A perfectly good life-saving artifact had almost become a death omen!

He carefully observed the woman's eyes again; they were the very same eyes he had met when establishing the Silent Zen connection with Venerable Zhenyan.

It really was her!

Jiang Fan cautiously cupped his hands and said, "Venerable Zhenyan?"

Fairy Yunshang, standing by, was startled: "Jiang Lang, she... she is Venerable Zhenyan?"

"Elder Chenjing's master?"

Jiang Fan nodded slightly. "It's her, alright."

"But her mental state seems to be problematic."

Because when he called out "Venerable Zhenyan," she showed no reaction at all.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Fan said again, "Venerable Zhenyan, I am Jiang Fan. Do you remember me?"

Venerable Zhenyan raised her gaze to Jiang Fan, falling into thought, remaining silent.

Jiang Fan's heart jolted.

She really has amnesia!

What exactly happened on the Heaven-Connecting Black Pillar?

Why did Venerable Zhenyan turn into a fireball and fall?

What about the other two Venerables and the Bodhisattva?

Fairy Yunshang was repeatedly astonished. "Jiang Lang, what should we do?"

Faced with such a powerful senior in an unstable mental state, she had no idea how to treat her.

What if they showed even slight neglect, and she regained her senses later? Wouldn't she cause them trouble?

Jiang Fan also felt it was extremely tricky.

This woman held grudges. If he failed to treat her well, who knew what she would do if she remembered later?

After thinking, he said, "Regardless of her state, we should treat her with courtesy."

He cupped his hands and said, "Venerable One, I still have important matters to attend to."

"How about you rest temporarily in the secret chamber?"

Venerable Zhenyan continued to frown, not speaking.

Fairy Yunshang became a little scared.

If she went berserk and accidentally struck, both she and Jiang Fan would be annihilated.

She instinctively tightened her grip on Jiang Fan's arm and whispered, "Jiang Lang."

"Let's try to leave for a moment and see how she reacts."

Jiang Fan was also concerned that Venerable Zhenyan might do something unfavorable.

He nodded and cautiously moved forward with Fairy Yunshang.

Venerable Zhenyan's gaze followed them.

She looked at Fairy Yunshang's snow-white dress, then at her own white dress.

She looked at Fairy Yunshang tightly holding Jiang Fan's arm.

Then she lowered her head and looked at her own empty hands.

She then moved forward, pulled Fairy Yunshang away.

Then she linked her own arm with Jiang Fan's, turned her head, and called out:

"Jiang Lang!"