Chapter 1041: Inscribe with Blood

Jiang Fan's eyes widened. He glanced at Venerable Zhenyan, then at Fairy Yunshang, who had been pulled aside and was equally stunned. For a moment, his mind went blank.

It seemed Venerable Zhenyan wasn't just suffering from amnesia. Her perception also appeared to be problematic. She was actually imitating Fairy Yunshang!

"Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang?" Venerable Zhenyan called out three times in a row.

Jiang Fan's scalp tingled, and he quickly responded, "Yes."

Oh heavens! When Venerable Zhenyan remembered this scene later, would she kill him to silence him?

He looked at Fairy Yunshang with an apologetic expression and said, "Yunshang, this is a temporary measure, please don't take it to heart." This was clearly Fairy Yunshang's term of address for him, yet Venerable Zhenyan had used it.

Fairy Yunshang regained her composure and quickly said, "Why worry about that now? Just keep her stable like this for now. This should be the safest method at the moment." She genuinely didn't feel at ease leaving Venerable Zhenyan alone in the secret chamber. It would be one thing if she just wandered off, but if she lost her sanity and unleashed another palm strike like before, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Currently, due to the pink lotus artifact, Venerable Zhenyan seemed to feel a sense of reliance on Jiang Fan. With her emotions stable, she was undoubtedly much safer.

Jiang Fan gave her a look of grateful understanding, then, with trepidation, allowed Venerable Zhenyan to hold his arm as they arrived before the main gate of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

Liu Qingxian was teaching Yue Mingzhu sword techniques: "See, the fourth sword of the 'Engraving of a Fallen Sword Heart' is like this." At this moment, Liu Qingxian was vibrant with life, exuding the powerful aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Yue Mingzhu was the same! Yesterday, both of them underwent their Heavenly Tribulations. And both succeeded, neither of them failing! It was exactly as Yue Mingzhu had said; she could ensure both their successes.

Liu Qingxian was extremely grateful. Yue Mingzhu's breakthrough was very smooth, encountering no dangers and proceeding without any obstacles. The ease of it was comparable to Fairy Yunshang's tribulation. It was as if she had received the favor of the Heavenly Tribulation; the lightning strikes that hit her were divided into several instances, gradually merging into her body. It caused no serious harm and even tempered her body. Everyone watched in astonishment.

Liu Qingxian, however, faced far greater peril. Her jade phoenix chair was blasted away, and the protective barrier of the Blood Bodhi was shattered. The Heavenly Tribulation seemed to hold a grudge against her, striking her as if to kill. Fairy Yunshang and the Slave-Heart Demon Emperor, who were protecting her, were both ready to intervene and stop the tribulation. However, Yue Mingzhu did something... She cast a spell towards the surroundings, which actually calmed the raging Heavenly Tribulation, allowing her to narrowly succeed in her tribulation.

Therefore, Liu Qingxian imparted all of her knowledge of the 'Engraving of a Fallen Sword Heart'. However, Yue Mingzhu couldn't learn it. She pouted, "I'm not learning anymore. The sword art you gained in your dream seems to have a barrier that outsiders can't imitate."

Liu Qingxian was also troubled, saying, "Then how can I thank you? Everything I have, you have. What I don't have, you also possess."

A glint of slyness flashed in Yue Mingzhu's eyes as she said, "You want to thank me, don't you? How about this?" She leaned close to Liu Qingxian's ear and whispered: "Let me go first, alright?"

Liu Qingxian froze for a moment. At first, she didn't understand, but then she suddenly realized, her face flushing crimson as she pinched Yue Mingzhu's arm and said: "Aren't you ashamed?"

Yue Mingzhu shrugged, "I'm the Sect Master of the Joyous Union Sect, why should I be ashamed?"

Liu Qingxian's face was red, torn between anger and laughter. But her smile quickly froze, replaced by a look of astonishment, as she said: "Someone's about to steal your first."

Yue Mingzhu turned to look, and couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment, angrily asking, "Where did this woman come from now? And she's holding Jiang Fan's arm so confidently? I'll go ask her who she thinks she is!"

Just as she was about to leap forward, Liu Qingxian pulled her back. Liu Qingxian pointed to the terrifying palm print behind the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and whispered: "It's that scorched woman!"

Yue Mingzhu's scalp tingled. The news of this woman waking up and blasting through a mountain range had spread throughout the entire sect. How could she not know? "But, but why is she holding *our* Jiang Fan's arm? And she's even pushed Fairy Yunshang to the back," Yue Mingzhu complained in a low voice.

Liu Qingxian mused, "Something abnormal must be unusual. Jiang Fan wouldn't act like this towards a woman without a reason. There must be a reason. Let's wait and see."

The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets also looked surprised and suspicious. He looked at Jiang Fan, who then activated the 'Silent Meditation' technique through eye contact, explaining the situation. The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets gasped. Venerable Zhenyan? And she has amnesia? This was quite frightening.

Jiang Fan, feigning composure, walked to the front of the gate tower. He quietly said to Venerable Zhenyan beside him, "Venerable One, would you mind standing aside for a moment?"

Venerable Zhenyan thought for a moment, then glanced at Fairy Yunshang. Seeing that she had moved aside, Venerable Zhenyan released Jiang Fan and went to stand beside Fairy Yunshang. Their clothing was similar, as were their figures. Their appearances were also unparalleled in the world. They looked like a pair of sisters.

Jiang Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief and drew his purple sword. He leaped up. With his sword qi, he carved three large, powerful characters onto the massive gate tower: "Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets!"

The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets, the four Deputy Pavilion Masters, the four stewards, and the accompanying senior disciples, looking at the three characters "Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets," felt an indescribable emotion well up in their hearts. The new Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was finally established. A new journey would begin from here.

The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets looked at the carved characters and asked, "Would gold lacquer be better, or cinnabar?" The carved characters weren't very prominent. They needed to be coated to be clearly visible.

Jiang Fan was about to speak. A cold voice came from the horizon. "It's best to tear it down!"

Looking into the distance, a figure was rapidly approaching, riding a cloud of black mist. Within the black mist, the faint figure of a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator with four apertures was visible. The oppressive aura emanating from him made the faces of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion members change.

The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets cupped his hands and asked, "Are you a senior from Mount Sanqing?"

The black mist shattered, and a burly figure in a black cloak suddenly landed on the ground. He had coarse features, fierce eyes, and a face full of hardened flesh. He glanced disdainfully at the three characters "Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."

"The White Bone Alliance is here, and we will not permit anyone to establish a sect," he declared. "Tear down this gate tower yourselves. Don't make me do it!"

The White Bone Alliance? The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets looked puzzled. When did such a sect appear on Mount Qingli? Since the newcomer clearly harbored ill intentions, he naturally wouldn't be polite. "Your Excellency, we mind our own business..."

He didn't finish his sentence. The burly middle-aged man casually waved his sleeve, and a powerful surge of Nascent Soul energy, like a mountain, slammed towards the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets. The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets' expression slightly changed. Behind him stood many Golden Core disciples. Unleashing Nascent Soul energy of such a level clearly showed an intent to casually kill.

A cold glint appeared in his eyes. Two beams of lightning shot from his eyes, simultaneously containing power mighty enough to be from a three-aperture Nascent Soul. The Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets had, without a sound, broken through to the three-aperture Nascent Soul stage!

The lightning beams instantly broke through the incoming Nascent Soul energy and struck towards the burly youth. The latter quickly flickered his figure, dodging the two lightning beams, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.

"A three-aperture Nascent Soul?" he scoffed. "A small Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, yet it hides a three-aperture Nascent Soul." Immediately, the surprise on his face turned into ferocity. "Even better, I'll stick your head on the gate tower. After that, no one will dare to overestimate themselves and establish a sect here!"

His chest vibrated. A bloody hand extended from within, then, accompanied by spatial fluctuations, rapidly flickered to the front of the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets' neck. This sudden, bizarre move caught the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets off guard.

But just at this moment, two lightning bolts, thick as arms, pierced through the bloody hand as if they had been prepared in advance. The burly middle-aged man gasped. He fixed his gaze.

Jiang Fan stood beneath the gate tower, his face showing a cold resolve: "Pavilion Master, I don't think we should use gold lacquer or cinnabar to color the characters. This person's blood would be most suitable!"