Chapter 1085: Brother-in-law

What kind of beings are sages? Jiang Fan couldn't even begin to imagine. They must be supreme beings who can alter the fate of all living things with a single thought. In an era without saints, they are the rulers of the world. And this method could actually block a sage's perception? His heart pounded wildly.

He greedily absorbed the insights from the lingering traces. But the traces appeared and vanished too quickly. Even with his comprehension, he couldn't fully process all of them. When the third battle ended, Jiang Fan had only grasped the content of the first layer. The remaining two layers would only become accessible after he had completely mastered the first.

Jian Linyuan calculated the time and asked, "The third battle should be over now, right? Senior Jiang, what did you gain?" His face was filled with anticipation.

This concealment technique was exceptionally advanced. Only one ancestor from the Jian family, the most talented throughout generations, had managed to comprehend the first layer after years of arduous cultivation. Subsequent generations struggled even to grasp its basics. Even several Venerables from Taicang had tried. Aside from Venerable Zhenyan, who possessed extraordinary talent and grasped fifty percent of the first layer, the other Venerables only managed to scratch the surface.

Jiang Fan had risen remarkably, breaking through limitations in a wild land like the Continent and becoming a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. He was undoubtedly a dragon among men. Perhaps he could grasp twenty to thirty percent of the first layer. And that would be enough for him to use on the Heaven-Connecting Black Pillar.

Jiang Fan showed a look of shame and said, "Senior Brother Jian gave me an opportunity, but I didn't seize it. I only gained the first layer's content."

Jian Linyuan nodded, "It's fine, it's fine. Everyone is the same... Wait!" He frowned, "How much of the first layer did you get?"

Jiang Fan asked, surprised, "Does the first layer also have percentages? Of course, it's the whole thing. How else would I cultivate partial content?"

Jian Linyuan's eyes widened, and he gasped, "You fully comprehended the entire first layer on your first attempt? Are you sure it didn't turn into some other Earth-tier cultivation method?"

Jiang Fan wondered, "Is it 'Selfless Dust-Cleansing Art'? Is that the one? Is something wrong?"

Jian Linyuan stood dumbfounded. Only one ancestor in the Jian family had ever managed to comprehend its content, yet Jiang Fan, an outsider, grasped it on his first try. What kind of heaven-defying comprehension was this? If given enough time, wouldn't he be able to comprehend... no, all ancient secret arts?

Thinking this, his eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, saying, "Senior Jiang, do you want a wife? I'll introduce my sister to you. She's incredibly gentle!"

Jiang Fan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. With a dark expression, he said, "Swear to the heavens and repeat that last sentence." What happened to the promised cruelty, the demon among men?

Jian Linyuan gave an awkward smile, "That's just playful banter between my sister and me. She's actually very gentle with outsiders." Yes, very gentle. She's only castrated eight or nine men. To marry off his sister, he was willing to abandon all dignity.

"Jian Linyuan, who are you talking to?" At that moment, a suspicious voice drifted over. Jian Linyuan shivered and turned his head, only to see Jian Weishuang!

She was dressed in a form-fitting green robe, clearly outlining her shapely bust and slender, wasp-like waist. Her lightly powdered face appeared smooth and radiant. Her neatly combed long hair was tied into a ponytail. She looked heroic, charming, and beautiful. It was a striking sight.

Jian Linyuan was stunned, saying, "Sister, who are you getting dressed up for? Do you have a beloved? That's great! We won't ask for a bride price; we'll even add a dowry. A good day for the wedding is tomorrow. If not, today is fine too." The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He was more eager for this than breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Jian Weishuang's face turned cold. She stepped forward and twisted his ear, "Stop changing the subject! I'm asking you, who were you secretly talking to just now? And!" She grabbed the bronze mirror, her eyes blazing with fury, "You good-for-nothing! You ran into my room to steal things? Which hand stole it? Stick it out! I'll chop it off!"

Inside the mirror, Jiang Fan swallowed. This brutal sister, and he actually recommended her to him? He treated Jian Linyuan as a brother. But Jian Linyuan wanted him to be his brother-in-law? This was outrageous! Friendship over! Absolutely over!

"Hmm?" Holding the bronze mirror, Jian Weishuang suddenly sensed mysterious currents swirling within it. She brought the mirror closer to her face and examined it carefully with a puzzled expression. "Jian Linyuan, is there something strange about this mirror?"

Jian Linyuan broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "N-no."

Jian Weishuang's beautiful eyes narrowed. "No? Then why did you steal it? And what were you sneaking it onto the arena in the family's sacred ground for? Also, who were you talking to just now?" The more she spoke, the more suspicious she became. Finally, staring at the bronze mirror, she scoffed, "Don't tell me, someone can hide inside this mirror? So secretive, could it be a woman who can't be seen in the light? You brought an outsider into the Jian family behind our backs to comprehend the divine arts and treasures in the arena? Jian Linyuan, you've really outdone yourself!"

Cold sweat streamed down Jian Linyuan's face, and his vision blurred. The sky was falling!

Jian Weishuang stared coldly at the mirror and scoffed, "I'd like to see which woman has my brother so infatuated! Come out!" She activated her spiritual power and opened the bronze mirror.

As spatial light flickered, Jiang Fan tumbled out. A man? Jian Weishuang looked at Jiang Fan, who was slowly getting up, in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"

Jiang Fan wiped his face. At this moment, he just wanted to strangle Jian Linyuan. What was supposed to be a proper visit had turned into a sneaking affair. Fortunately, no one in the Jian family, except Jian Linyuan, recognized him. Today, even if it killed him, he wouldn't reveal his identity. He looked up and smiled, "I am Wang Chongxiao of the Great Yin Sect." To make her believe him, he even gathered a wisp of yin energy in his palm. There was no other way. To save face, he had to sacrifice his good brother.

Who knew? After seeing Jiang Fan's face, Jian Weishuang froze for a moment, then sneered, "'Wang Chongxiao of the Great Yin Sect?' Heh heh heh! Jiang Fan, your skill at passing the buck is as proficient as ever!"

Jiang Fan froze. This woman recognized him? He looked blankly at Jian Linyuan, who, looking like a frosted eggplant, lowered his head and said, "This is my sister, Jian Weishuang. The one you two kicked each other's butts with in the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."

Jiang Fan was startled, "It's you, you wretched woman?" Jian Weishuang sneered, "You brat! You dared to kick my butt and then come to my Jian family? And you even secretly hid inside the mirror to sneak in... Wait!" She suddenly remembered something, clutched her chest, her eyes wide. "When—when were you in the mirror?"