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Chapter 877: Cannot Treat You Unfairly

"You?"

The woman in yellow looked displeased: "Do you think I'm easy to fool? How could a mere human suppress my master's out-of-control furnace? Even other Soul Transformation stage cultivators wouldn't dare say that." She gradually began to doubt Jiang Fan's earlier claim about returning the gourd.

Even Yu Peiyuan was stunned. Her master had no way to deal with this furnace, right? How could Jiang Fan possibly know how?

"Junior Brother Jiang, don't show off for my sake. You could have been safe." Yu Peiyuan was completely moved, her eyes glistening with emotion. She was in mortal danger, her master stood by, and her senior brother was powerless to help. Instead, Jiang Fan, a stranger she had only just met, stepped forward. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that dying wouldn't be too lonely. At least someone cared about her before she died.

Gritting her teeth, she leapt into the magma pool. But a finger-length, ice-crystal-colored longsword was faster than her. It was precisely the Listening Snow Sword, from Sword Sovereign Beixuan. The cold energy it contained was capable of instantly freezing even the Lord of the Jiangshan Yipin Pavilion!

As soon as the sword was thrown down, the ice dragon engraved on it sensed danger and immediately came to life. Seeing Jiang Fan throw it into the fire pool, it immediately roared at him twice. Needless to say, Jiang Fan was scolded again.

The ice dragon also sensed the high temperature of the place and immediately exhaled a breath of ice. The entire fire pool was instantly frozen. Yu Peiyuan, who had just leapt, landed squarely on the ice, falling with a yelp of pain. She felt as if her backside had split into eight pieces from the pain, rendering it numb.

Jiang Fan chuckled as he ran over and quickly pulled her back.

This wasn't over yet. Indeed, the blue flames below quickly melted the ice. The ice dragon, in turn, exhaled again to freeze it. This repeated four or five times. The scorching magma pool was cooling down at a visible rate!

"My goodness, it's really suppressed!" The woman in yellow excitedly dropped the small tiger she was holding. She clasped her hands over her chest, her eyes sparkling with wonder. She looked extremely surprised and delighted.

Jiang Fan felt a pang of heartache. Once this ice sword was out, he couldn't expect to get it back. Venerable Qiyin and Venerable Xietong had already seen this sword. If Jiang Fan dared to carry it, they would openly snatch it once they left. Who wouldn't be tempted by the relic of Sword Sovereign Beixuan?

Of course, the Listening Snow Sword, currently held by Jiang Fan, was unusable by him, essentially a piece of scrap metal. Using it here to save lives was acceptable. He chuckled softly: "Sis, didn't I tell you I had a way?"

The woman in yellow was astonished that a mere human like Jiang Fan possessed such a formidable spirit sword. She then couldn't help but feel grateful. "What's your name?"

"Jiang Fan!"

A hint of a smile finally appeared on the woman in yellow's usually stern face. "I am the spirit beast of this ruin's master. My master always called me Biluo."

Jiang Fan quickly said, "Sister Biluo."

Biluo looked at the gradually dimming fire pool and said with heartfelt relief: "Before my master left, he sealed my husband and me in immortal crystal coffins. Not long ago, the North Sea Demon Clan accidentally activated a formation, causing us to awaken unexpectedly. Along with us, this furnace also awakened and began continuously spewing magma. In another half a month, the magma it spews would have submerged this entire ruin. My newborn child and I would have been left to die."

Jiang Fan recalled how the little tiger had stopped chasing once it reached the Gate of Flames. He had a guess in his mind and probed, "Sister Biluo, why don't you leave? With your strength, you could easily find a place to rule. Who would dare provoke you?"

Biluo glanced cautiously at Venerable Qiyin but didn't answer. Evidently, Jiang Fan's guess was close to the truth.

"Jiang Fan, you have saved my child and me. With this sword suppressing it, this furnace is no longer a threat. Unfortunately, this furnace is locked here, and I can't take it out. Otherwise, I would give it to you to take with you, both as a gift and to permanently eliminate this disaster."

These words made Venerable Qiyin and the others' hearts pound. This furnace was definitely the core of the ruin. It was most likely the natal artifact of the Soul Transformation stage cultivator, its grade unknown. The other party actually intended to give it to Jiang Fan. Unfortunately, the chains on the furnace were not ordinary, and even the tigress couldn't do anything about them. Otherwise, if she gave it to Jiang Fan, they could force him to hand it over once they left.

Jiang Fan's lips twitched. Even if it were truly given to him, he wouldn't want it. That wouldn't be a treasure; it would be a death warrant. The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators behind him were not to be trifled with. He already found Venerable Xietong difficult to handle, let alone with Venerable Qiyin there too?

"You're too kind, Sister Biluo," Jiang Fan said. "I dare not ask for more. I only ask that you release my Senior Sister Yu and grant us two a way out." He was only saving Yu Peiyuan. He didn't care about the others' lives or deaths.

Biluo, on the contrary, felt a bit embarrassed and said, "I was harsh with you just now because I was worried my child would be hurt by you. Since my child is unharmed, I naturally won't do anything to you or your friend."

Having said that, she took Yu Peiyuan's hand and said, "Little sister, I apologize for earlier. Here's something for you, a small compensation."

A small blue seed immediately appeared in Yu Peiyuan's palm. It radiated a powerful life force.

"I see you're not far from the Nascent Soul realm, are you?" Biluo continued. "When you undergo your tribulation in the future, swallow this blue seed. It can provide you with enough life force. Even if you fail the tribulation, you can rely on it to keep your life force from extinguishing."

The dangers of undergoing tribulation were self-evident. Even the North Sea Crown Prince, with a Demon Emperor guarding him, almost lost his life. In great sects like Tianya Haige, those who lost their lives during tribulation were abundant. No one dared guarantee survival during tribulation. The preciousness of the blue seed was thus imaginable.

Venerable Qiyin's eyes gleamed. He and his disciples had accumulated considerable merit points over the years. They could barely exchange for a chance to undergo tribulation from the sect. But he had never dared to easily make the exchange. Although he had several disciples at the ninth layer of Core Formation, he had no idea who was most likely to break through. Now, Yu Peiyuan, one step ahead of the other disciples, possessed this blue seed. She undoubtedly became his priority.

Wei Chaoran, hearing this, immediately realized what it meant. He couldn't help but look at Yu Peiyuan with jealousy. Why her? Just because she spent some time with Jiang Fan, she received such an enormous benefit? Thinking of this, he felt some regret. Originally, his master had assigned him to monitor Jiang Fan. But he had pushed the task onto his junior sister. As a result, his junior sister had gained a huge advantage for free!

"Ah! Senior, this... I wouldn't dare accept this! It's too precious!" Yu Peiyuan naturally understood the significance of the seed. She looked completely overwhelmed.

Biluo smiled and said, "If I give it to you, just take it. Who told you to be Jiang Fan's friend?" Only then did Yu Peiyuan accept it with immense joy. Her gaze towards Jiang Fan was full of gratitude. Not only had he saved her life, but because of him, she had also received such a great additional fortune. Her biggest opportunity in this Soul Transformation ruin was surely meeting Jiang Fan.

Biluo then turned to Jiang Fan, her face showing gratitude: "Since you call me 'Sister,' I certainly cannot treat you unfairly."

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