Upon seeing that she wanted to play the same trick again, Jiang Fan decisively took out the Washing Spirit Liquid from the Black Dragon Venerableâs crystal mine.
It can wash away all thingsâ aura, and it should also wash away the remnant soulâs Essence Blood or some kind of imprint hidden within.
Sure enough, under its application.
Some impurities flowed out from the Jade Paper Heavenly Book, turning it into an ownerless Spiritual Artifact.
Immediately after, Jiang Fan infused his own Essence Blood.
When the womanâs remnant soul charged at him, it was forcibly bounced back.
She was a bit dumbfounded: "You... you actually washed away my soul mark?"
"How is this possible?"
"That is a Sage-level imprint I left when I was alive! What kind of water is this, so heaven-defying?"
She was really shocked by Jiang Fanâs collection of Magical Treasures.
The Void Fishing Rod had already surprised her, and the Mountain River Tripod left her speechless.
She never expected Jiang Fan to have even more perverse Heaven-defying Divine Liquid!
Jiang Fan was not too surprised, as the origin of that crystal mine is incredibly mysterious.
A sprouting piece of Divine Wood stored inside could drive the Heavenly Human Five Declines to tears and wailing.
If the shoes that grew from it were consumed, they also had heaven-defying effects.
For this Washing Spirit Liquid to wash away a weak imprint from a fallen Sage a thousand years ago is not too outrageous.
He glanced sideways at the womanâs remnant soul, uninterested in engaging further with her, and left directly.
The womanâs remnant soul became anxious: "Hey, give me back my Jade Paper Heavenly Book!"
Jiang Fan replied without turning his head: "Yours? Thatâs my Jiang Fanâs!"
The womanâs remnant soul was both angry and anxious.
She had her Magical Treasure taken, but there was nothing she could do, only watching helplessly as he walked away.
"Wait! Iâm not trying to seize her body, Iâm passing on my skills to her!"
"If you donât want her inheritance to be interrupted, you should take her with you."
The womanâs remnant soul remarked helplessly and finally spoke the truth.
Jiang Fan stopped and skeptically asked: "Passing on skills?"
The womanâs remnant soul glared at Jiang Fan and snorted: "I, at least, am a Sage who perished with the Giant Emperor for Taicang State."
"Would I commit such an act as seizing an innocent personâs body?"
Jiang Fan looked at her disdainfully: "And here you are teasing me, is that something a Sage would do?"
The womanâs remnant soul coughed awkwardly: "Just teasing you, really think I, a dignified Sage, would fancy you?"
"At most, youâre just a bit younger, a bit smarter, have a few more Magical Treasures, a bit stronger aptitude, a bit more courageous, and..."
As she spoke, the womanâs remnant soul couldnât continue.
She couldnât help but reevaluate Jiang Fan.
This kid, he really is outstanding.
Even in their era, among peers, he would absolutely be a rare Prodigy, a kingly figure.
"Ahem... in short, I was passing on my skills to that girl."
"Before the process is completed, itâs best not to let her leave my side."
Jiang Fan observed the condition of the True Word Venerable.
She seemed to be in a deep meditation, indeed not under control.
Reflecting on how the red-faced elder had held a position in the Fire Worship Sect for six decades without moving against the womanâs remnant soul, it was evident she wasnât harboring malicious intent.
Perhaps, she really was passing on her skills.
"How long will it take?" Jiang Fan asked.
The womanâs remnant soul replied, "One or two days maybe."
That long?
Jiang Fan furrowed his brows deeply, as the external war could reignite at any moment.
He couldnât stay within the well forever, ignoring external matters.
But if he left, what if this remnant soul did anything to the True Word Venerable in his absence?
After a brief contemplation, he chose to put down the True Word Venerable.
Then he took out a set of black robes to cover her body.
He finally spoke to the womanâs remnant soul: "Iâll leave the person here."
"I hope you truly are passing on skills to her."
"In two days, I will come to reclaim the Essence Blood from the Jade Paper Heavenly Book and return it to the original owner."
"If I donât come, the Essence Blood will automatically release."
At this moment, the Jade Paper Heavenly Book was already Jiang Fanâs Magic Artifact.
The womanâs remnant soul had no power to refine it further, nor could she enter again, only waiting for Jiang Fan to retrieve the Essence Blood.
However, hearing the latter sentence, the womanâs remnant soul frowned and asked, "Essence Blood automatically releases?"
"Are you venturing into a situation where you could fall?"
Only if a person dies would the Essence Blood be automatically expelled from the Magic Artifact.
Jiang Fan looked up towards the sky and said: "Any moment now, the Great Wine Sacrifice and the Giant Emperor may battle."
"If the Giant Emperor doesnât die, it would be the day of Taicang Stateâs demise, and I might not escape unscathed either."
Saying this, he gazed at the meditating True Word Venerable and smiled slightly.
"Leaving her here might be for the best; should real calamity strike, she might escape unscathed."
The womanâs remnant soul became serious: "Giant Emperor? The Ancient Giants have returned?"
Jiang Fan nodded: "We are at the brink of life and death."
The womanâs remnant soul murmured: "In the well, unaware that a thousand years have passed in the world."
"Once again, a great calamity of a thousand years."
"How fares the battles across the states?"
She hurriedly inquired further.
Jiang Fanâs expression grew solemn: "Hunyuan State is on the verge of collapse, Demon Continent is in a fierce stalemate, Heavenly State is out of contact, while the other four states have stabilized due to the intervention of the Great Wine Sacrifice."
The womanâs remnant soulâs brows gently relaxed:
"That lad fulfilled his promise from back then, bearing the weight of Central Earthâs destiny by himself."
By himself?
Jiang Fan was surprised inwardly, wondering who she was referring to.
Great Wine Sacrifice?
But isnât the Great Wine Sacrifice composed of nine people?
"And what of Taicang State? How is your battle?" the womanâs remnant soul inquired again.
Jiang Fan honestly replied: "We achieved a great victory against the Black Sun Royal Court, with only the Black Sun King unaccounted for, while the other invading troops were nearly annihilated."
The womanâs remnant soul was astonished: "Despite the other states receiving aid from the Great Wine Sacrifice, none have won, yet Taicang State achieved a great victory?"
"No wonder itâs one of the three Great States, with profound heritage."
"You must have a substantial number of Heavenly Human Five Declines, right?"
Jiang Fan chuckled wryly, gesturing towards the True Word Venerable with his mouth: "Sheâs the strongest in our Taicang State at the Divinity Transformation Realm."
What?
The womanâs remnant soul was taken aback: "A Heavenly Human Two Declines is your strongest?"
"Has Taicang State declined so grievously over a thousand years?"
"Then how did you win?"
Seeing there was still some time before the agreed two-hour, Jiang Fan sat cross-legged beside the True Word Venerable, recounting the experiences of Taicang State.
The womanâs remnant soulâs expression shifted from curiosity to seriousness, then to sympathy, and finally she remained silent for a long time.
The story of Jiang Wuya sacrificing himself upon the light barrier, trapping and killing three hundred troops.
The Nascent Soul cultivators from various sects bravely falling like moths to a flame.
More than half of the Nascent Soul cultivators died, and half of the sects were destroyed.
Furthermore, the Bodhisattva, with the third great vow to protect all beings, used flesh and blood to extinguish the Giant King.
These tragic stories reminded her of the great war a thousand years ago.
In that battle, they also fought with such heroism.
After a long time, she sighed deeply:
"It was our generationâs incompetence that exhausted two thousand years of heritage yet failed to destroy the Ancient Giants, leaving catastrophe for our descendants."
"We... bear the guilt."
Jiang Fan cupped his hands and said: "Predecessor overburdens yourself with guilt."
"Without your selfless sacrifices, we future generations wouldnât exist."
The womanâs remnant soul waved her hand apologetically, saying:
"You donât understand."
"Our generation truly bears the guilt."