Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 423 - Harsh Lesson
Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Harsh Lesson
Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Harsh Lesson
“What’s going on?”
“Wasn’t Wang Chengjian seriously injured and on the verge of death just a moment ago, so weak that he couldn’t even complete his sentences?”
“How did he suddenly become so agile?”
“He even dodged that fierce sword strike?”
“And also.”
“Weren’t you asking Liu Qingxian to end your suffering?”
“Why are you dodging?”
Liu Qingxian was shocked and said: “Senior Brother Wang, what, what is this?”
Jiang Fan took the sword back from her hand, made a flourish with the sword before sheathing it, and said indifferently:
“The phrase ‘the human heart is treacherous’ did not come out of nowhere.”
“It was concluded through the blood-soaked lessons of our predecessors.”
Liu Qingxian then understood.
She scrutinized Wang Chengjian, discovering that he was not just agile.
Although stricken by the icy wind, his body showed no signs of frostbite, nor was there any indication of cold poison invading him.
Just now, she was entirely distracted by Wang Chengjian’s ghostly appearance that looked like he was at death’s door.
She had not paid attention to the details at all.
At this moment, with a fresh perspective.
How could she not understand that Wang Chengjian had deliberately staged a hero-rescue-beauty act to trick her into a marriage contract!
“You shameless!” Liu Qingxian was furious on the spot.
Exploiting her compassion to trick her into softening and agreeing to the marriage contract?
Using such despicable means, and still being the Big Senior Brother who had been her comrade for many years?
She drew her sword from her waist and delivered a strike to Wang Chengjian.
Wang Chengjian was terrified, hastily dodging.
But he was only at the Ninth Layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm, while Liu Qingxian was already a Core Formation Realm martial artist.
How could he possibly avoid it?
Right there, Liu Qingxian sliced off a piece of flesh from his arm, making him clutch his arm and scream in pain.
This time, he was in genuine pain.
Liu Qingxian’s eyes were full of disgust: “If it weren’t for the sake of being fellow disciples, I would have cut you down with one blow!”
Wang Chengjian knew.
It was completely over between him and Liu Qingxian.
But he was unwilling, very unwilling!
He had clearly gotten close to Liu Qingxian much earlier than Jiang Fan.
Why could Jiang Fan later surpass him?
“Jiang Fan! I refuse to accept this!”
“You, a person without a Spirit Root, how could you compare with me? How could you compete with me?”
Originally planning to ignore him.
But since he asked directly, Jiang Fan responded clearly:
“Senior Brother, do you think you are stronger than me?”
Wang Chengjian sneered: “You only relied on some physique, catching Tang Tianlong off guard?”
“That’s the only battle record you can boast about!”
He quietly released his recently attained Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment cultivation.
“Compared to me, can you beat that?”
The three outer sect disciples looked on with no small amount of respect.
In this world, anyone who could raise their cultivation to the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment was considered a top-notch disciple of the Nine-Sect.
Nobody could underestimate that.
Liu Qingxian defended Jiang Fan, saying: “So what?”
“Give Jiang Fan time, and he might surpass you!”
Wang Chengjian mocked: “Time? One year or two? Ten years or twenty?”
“No Spirit Root means no Spirit Root, there will never be a great future on the Martial Path!”
“Junior Sister Liu, I must say, your choice in men is truly poor!”
“Ignoring me to pick a loser…”
The word ‘loser’ was still in his mouth.
He gradually found himself unable to continue speaking.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he sucked in a cold breath: “You… you…”
He stared unblinkingly at the strong spiritual power being released beside Jiang Fan, as if he had seen a ghost.
Liu Qingxian seemed to sense something, turned her head to look, both surprised and delighted: “Fan, you… you broke through to the Ninth Layer of Core Formation in Perfection?”
Jiang Fan smiled and withdrew his spiritual power, saying: “Your choice in men wasn’t too bad after all.”
Liu Qingxian proudly glanced at Wang Chengjian: “If Fan is a waste.”
“Then, what would you be, training for so many years and still not as good as Fan?”
Wang Chengjian’s face flushed red.
The Big Senior Brother’s pride was heavily hit, and he gritted his teeth: “I don’t believe it!”
“Jiang Fan, you must have used some evil technique to break through this current realm!”
“I will report you to the master!”
Coldness gathered in Jiang Fan’s eyes.
In the sect, Wang Chengjian’s little tricks he always laughed off, never taking them seriously.
Today, using such despicable means to fraudulently win Liu Qingxian’s marriage contract.
Being exposed, yet showing no remorse at all.
And now threatening to expose him.
Jiang Fan wasn’t afraid of even the Supreme Sect Master’s report, naturally, he didn’t fear this kind of exposure.
But Wang Chengjian should better restrain himself a bit.
With a flick of his toe, he instantly attacked.
Wang Chengjian laughed angrily: “Just in time!”
“Let me see how fragile the power you gained from such an evil technique is!”
From the first day Jiang Fan entered the sect.
He disliked him immensely.
And his dislike grew stronger over time.
Until today, it had developed into bitterness over losing his bride!
He wanted to crush Jiang Fan into the ground right in front of Liu Qingxian.
To show Liu Qingxian who really was the strongest man on Sect Master Peak!
“Shocking Dragon!”
Jiang Fan didn’t even bother to draw his sword and delivered a Wandering Dragon Palm.
Wang Chengjian sneered.
Not even drawing your sword?
Then I’ll teach you a lesson about not underestimating your enemy!
Clang—
He decisively drew his sword, thrusting it towards Jiang Fan’s palm.
He imagined Jiang Fan’s flesh-and-blood palm being pierced through in one strike.
But in reality.
It felt like he was stabbing into a lump of iron.
Not only was it not pierced through.
But that iron palm shattered his sword inch by inch.
Until it landed squarely on his chest.
Thud—
The immense force, as heavy as an elephant’s collision, shattered all the bones in his chest and dislocated his internal organs on the spot.
A mouthful of blood mixed with shredded flesh sprayed out as he fell backward.
His body was sent flying into the glacier, embedded within it.
Wang Chengjian’s eyes were filled with terror!
His full-force attack was easily turned into a severe injury by Jiang Fan’s light palm?
The gap in strength between them was several times greater than between him and Liu Qingxian!
Jiang Fan walked over with his hands behind his back: “Still want to report me?”
Wang Chengjian trembled all over, saying: “N-no, I don’t dare anymore.”
He could feel it.
If Jiang Fan wanted to kill him, it would be easier than stepping on an ant!
In the face of absolute strength, any stray thought died within him.
Whoosh—
All of a sudden.
The sound of whistling wind came from the distance.
Liu Qingxian’s face changed dramatically: “Fan, the ice wind is coming, hide quickly!”
Jiang Fan, however, turned around, facing the oncoming icy wind directly: “There really is some cold poison within.”
Ever since he cultivated the Nine Poison True Scripture.
His sensitivity to various poisons had become much sharper.
The cold poison here, though, could not harm him.
With a wave of his sleeve, he captured this gust of icy wind.
All the cold poison within it was absorbed into his body, becoming nourishment for his Poison Pill.
As for the cold air within the icy wind, it was automatically absorbed by the Sorrow Frost Sword.
When he released his sleeve.
Only a gentle breeze remained.
He looked in the direction of the icy wind, slightly curious: “What kind of thing has been continuously producing cold poison?”
“Senior Sister Liu, take them to the ground to wait for me.”
With those words, he used a movement technique, heading towards the source of the icy wind.
Ground?
Liu Qingxian had no time to ask what Jiang Fan was going to do, only managed to shout: “There’s a Blood Flood Dragon up there.”
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Jiang Fan’s nearly disappearing figure left a comment without turning his head.
“Already slain.”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The three outer sect disciples blinked.
“Did I hear that wrong?”
“He said… he killed the Blood Flood Dragon?”
An outer sect disciple, unable to hold back any longer, asked:
“Senior Sister Liu, who exactly is this person?”
“Don’t tell me, he’s really that Jiang Fan of your sect without a Spirit Root?”
