Chapter 1355: The Most Important Relic of the Heart Sin

Soon, the stone door opened.

Revered Zhenyan, clad in a fresh yellow long dress, flashed out. She exchanged glances with Fairy Yunshang, then immediately turned away blushing, addressing the secret chamber, "I'm returning to Washing Moon Lake for secluded cultivation. Don't come looking for me again." With a flash, she teleported away from the Heaven's Secrets Pavilion as if fleeing.

Fairy Yunshang shook her head slightly, "What's there to be shy about? We've both served the same husband before."

Jiang Fan came out right after, too embarrassed to look at Fairy Yunshang, and said, "I'll go see Village Chief Jiuxiang now." After moving the Heaven-Connecting Black Pillar to Ten Thousand Fragrances Village earlier, a series of events had occurred. He had almost forgotten about the Asura tribe members in Ten Thousand Fragrances Village.

However, just as he was about to leave, he noticed a young man tied to a stone pillar outside the secret chamber, disheveled, with bloodshot eyes, and dark skin. Who else could it be but Chen Jing? But he was already dead. His mouth was full of dried black blood. A large puddle of blood flowed on the ground, and in the blood lay half a tongue. His face was contorted with pain and anger, his features twisted together, appearing extremely gruesome. It turned out that Chen Jing couldn't endure the inhumane pain. He chose to bite off his tongue and commit suicide!

Jiang Fan, expressionless, flicked his finger, and a cluster of ghostly netherflame burned the body to ashes. There was not a trace of sympathy in his eyes. Everything was Chen Jing's own doing; he had no one to blame but himself!

Sovereign's Hall.

Jiang Fan arrived in a flash. Village Chief Jiuxiang, who had been waiting in the hall for two days, felt a sense of relief: "Young Master Jiang, you're finally done."

Jiang Fan sat down, supporting himself with a chair, and asked, "Village Chief Jiuxiang, how many villages have you contacted?" Seeing Jiang Fan with dark circles under his eyes, looking utterly exhausted, she immediately grew worried. "Young Master Jiang, are you alright? Perhaps I can get you something to replenish your energy? Dozens of villages are waiting for you to guide them; your health cannot fail now."

Jiang Fan gave a guilty cough, "Just a bit of overtraining, nothing serious, nothing serious. Village Chief Jiuxiang, have you recorded the coordinates of the villages willing to descend to the lower realm?"

Village Chief Jiuxiang took out a map, saying, "No wonder Young Master Jiang is so powerful; he trained himself to exhaustion. That's unheard of in the Heavenly Realm."

Jiang Fan's old face flushed. He tactically took a sip of tea, then took the map and began to study it, saying, "Are there over eighty villages?"

Village Chief Jiuxiang said helplessly, "There are still over twenty villages that are unwilling to descend to the lower realm. They have their own considerations. Some are concerned about being unfamiliar with the Central Lands and fear that an entire clan migration would lead to disaster, preferring to defend their familiar villages against the ancient giants. Some have prepared sufficient hiding resources and are confident they can survive the Great Hunt. Others have been persuaded by traitors within their clans to surrender to the ancient giants."

Jiang Fan listened, nodding slightly. He wasn't surprised by this. People vary, and each village had its own considerations. He didn't force anyone. Having over eighty villages willing to come was already very good. Village Chief Jiuxiang must have put in a great deal of effort to persuade them to descend.

"Those unwilling to come down, let them be," he said. "I'll make some preparations, then go guide them to the lower realm. The Great Hunt is still two days away; there's enough time."

As Jiang Fan spoke, he took out some Yin-energy vegetables: "Senior Jiuxiang, you've worked hard."

Jiuxiang was flattered, saying, "You found a place for our Asura tribe to settle; I'm already endlessly grateful. How can I accept anything more from you?" Jiang Fan placed it in her hand, saying, "Take it. When the ancient giant calamity arrives, we'll still rely on Senior Jiuxiang's help."

Only then did Jiuxiang accept it, but she also took out three thin black pieces. "The last time I gave you the Fragrance Devouring innate bloodline, you've used it all up, right? I've prepared three more pieces as a thank-you gift for you."

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up. These were good things! Especially since the Two-Star Giant King who could freely shrink and expand his body was still missing. He would definitely come looking for him again. With these items, he could detect the ancient giant's presence in time by sensing its aura. He wouldn't fear him hiding in the shadows. "Thank you, Senior Jiuxiang," Jiang Fan accepted them gratefully.

"Sect Master Jiang!" Just then, a figure enveloped in Yin energy swiftly swept in. It was Feng Yuanzong of the Great Yin Sect. He held a luminous Buddhist invitation in his hand and was led by a disciple to the Sovereign's Hall.

"Sect Master Jiang, White Horse Temple sent us, the Great Yin Sect, a notice. It orders our Great Yin Sect to close the teleportation array connected to the Heaven's Secrets Pavilion starting today."

Jiang Fan took the notice and read it. It was written in an almost commanding tone, ordering the Great Yin Sect to sever its teleportation array connection with the Heaven's Secrets Pavilion.

Feng Yuanzong added, "I've inquired with other sects. In our Taicang Great State, all forces with large-scale teleportation arrays have received orders from White Horse Temple. Sect Master Jiang, is this directed at you?"

Jiang Fan's expression darkened slightly. Wasn't it obvious? He feared that the warning from Vajra Fayin would come true! The Bodhisattva was coming to personally convert him! Closing all teleportation arrays was to prevent Jiang Fan from escaping via them. Without teleportation arrays, Jiang Fan, a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, couldn't outrun a Bodhisattva no matter how fast he ran.

"What's meant to come will come." Jiang Fan stood up gravely. "Heaven's Secrets Pavilion cannot be stayed in for long. Village Chief Jiuxiang, please wait a moment. I'll tidy up and be right back."

He returned to the secret chamber. He arrived before the remains of Revered Xinye. He clasped his hands together, bowed, and retrieved the Luck-Shifting Lock from Xinye's embrace. Next, he removed the spatial storage ring from Xinye's index finger. Revered Xinye had emphasized not to forget the spatial storage ring before his death. Could there be a powerful inheritance within it? He glanced at the spell on the back of the ring, and with a thought, opened it. After his soul entered, countless items were stored within. Various Rank 4 and Rank 5 spirit pills, rarely seen externally, were abundant. There were also many spiritual artifacts that Nascent Soul realm cultivators would fight tooth and nail for. And even a jade talisman capable of a Soul Transformation realm strike! This was likely the first time Jiang Fan had truly received the inheritance of a Soul Transformation Reverend. Almost everything was useful to him.

However, his attention was drawn to a mountain. It was a small mountain, ten zhang tall, shimmering with colorful lightning! That's right, it was a mountain of lightning! A mountain formed by countless interwoven bolts of lightning! For some reason, although Revered Xinye did not cultivate lightning arts, the lightning power he possessed was countless times greater than that of Revered Lianjing, who was experiencing the Four Heavenly Plagues. This entire lightning mountain would not only be enough to complete the cultivation of "Yin-Yang Heaven," but also fully charge his Heavenly Abyss Heart with lightning power! No wonder Revered Xinye repeatedly insisted on giving him the storage ring. It turned out that Revered Xinye had perceived that Jiang Fan cultivated lightning-attribute divine abilities and needed powerful lightning energy. This was the most important legacy he left for Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked at Revered Xinye's remains and bowed again, "Thank you, Master." He sat cross-legged beside the remains, quietly cultivating Yin-Yang Heaven.

On the other side.

A master and two disciples, one old and two young, emanating a faint scent of alchemy, were approaching the Heaven's Secrets Pavilion. "Master, how much longer do we have to wait for Jiang Fan?" "I'm tired of waiting." The three were none other than Deputy Palace Master You from Danzhou and his two disciples. They had surprisingly not left Taicang Great State. Instead, they had secretly hidden themselves. Their purpose was to wait for Jiang Fan to be alone, then capture and take him away!