Chapter 1099: Clearing Rewards
Chapter 1099: Chapter 1099: Clearing Rewards
Jian Lanjiang’s mouth twitched.
Old thing, aren’t you way too sly?
Driving away all the other girls from the Jian Family, leaving only your precious granddaughter, hogging all the benefits?
Fine, since you’re leading the way, don’t blame me for being selfish.
He quickly shouted, "Lin Yu, you come in with me as well."
"Everyone else, scatter!"
Huh?
That’s not right!
The many girls from the Jian Family suddenly realized.
How could the Family Head and Clan Elder push their female descendants into a pit of fire?
Could it be that there are great benefits inside?
They began to contact their elders.
As the rumors spread, a group of increasingly cunning elders came running.
"Huh? Eight consecutive victories?"
"Jian Lanjiang, you and Sui Chen are such shameless old things."
"Sending away other families’ women while keeping your own granddaughter? How could you stoop so low!"
"Fine, if you have no shame, then neither do I. Where’s my granddaughter? Get over here already!"
"Ahem, Senior Fu Lin, you only have a grandson, where did a granddaughter come from?"
"So a grandson doesn’t count?"
"Can’t there be love between men?"
...
As Jiang Fan’s achievements skyrocketed, more and more women from the Jian Family came upon hearing the news.
Originally, it was all young, beautiful ladies.
Now.
Not only are there ugly ones, but also middle-aged women.
As they claim, failing thousands of times, eventually you’ll hit one blind spot.
"Ten consecutive victories!"
The hall erupted with astonished exclamations!
Jian Lanjiang and many clan elders, their eyes were wide open.
Two days of continuous fierce battles.
Jiang Fan finally achieved ten consecutive victories.
And the phrase that had long been erased, forgotten by many, echoed like thunder in everyone’s ears.
"Those who win ten battles must possess the demeanor of Divinity Transformation!"
The implication is.
Should Jiang Fan continue smoothly, he is certain to achieve Divinity Transformation.
Perhaps ten years later, perhaps three years, or maybe even this year.
But, he will certainly become a Venerate!
Their eyes were red with envy.
If they could associate with him, their lineage would inevitably bask in unprecedented glory!
Inside the stele.
Jiang Fan fell to his knees with a thud.
His eyes were bloodshot, his spirit utterly exhausted, having reached the utmost limit.
Even though after each victory he received a replenishment, only his physique and Nascent Soul Power recovered.
The fatigue of the mind remained undiminished.
Enduring ten rounds of intense life-and-death combat, even Iron Man couldn’t withstand it.
Fortunately, the gains were astonishing.
The foundation of the Three Apertures Nascent Soul was stabilized beyond compare, he felt as if just a gentle push would unlock an aperture in the solid Nascent Soul.
He decisively took out a bottle of Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow and drank it.
With no resistance, the fourth aperture successfully opened!
Four apertures, signifying entry into the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
A realm once considered unreachable, he had now successfully entered.
"It’s really not easy!"
Feeling the Nascent Soul Power doubled, Jiang Fan spat out a breath towards the sky.
Utterly drained.
At this moment.
A dark shadow of light gathered before him, Jiang Fan quickly waved his hand, "No more fighting."
He really couldn’t endure anymore.
Unexpectedly, the shadow didn’t attack, but instead quietly observed Jiang Fan, and said:
"Congratulations, you successfully completed ten consecutive victories."
Hmm?
Jiang Fan looked over in confusion.
The shadow before him was indeed different from the past.
Its hands were behind its back, its eyes no longer a blood-red filled with slaughter, but a deep blue.
Cautiously he asked, "Can you talk to me?"
Jiang Fan’s heart raced with surprise, the shadow nodded, "I am the master of the Slaughter Stele."
"I am a remnant soul left within the stele."
Jiang Fan secretly felt alert.
In the Slaughter Stele, triggering ten consecutive victories, it actually activated the remnant soul of the original owner!
He couldn’t tell if it was good or evil.
"Senior, do you have any advice?"
The shadow chuckled lightly, "Don’t be tense."
"I remain here to offer a chance to those who achieve ten consecutive victories."
Jiang Fan remained vigilant.
The Slaughter Technique that was left in the stele by this man had issues.
Being offered a chance, he must be cautious.
"Senior, what is the opportunity?"
The shadow, hands behind his back, scrutinized Jiang Fan and said, "I give you two choices."
"First, become my disciple, and I assure you’ll transform into Divinity in three years."
Jiang Fan’s heart surged with waves.
What kind of figure is he?
Could he make a promise that someone will achieve Divinity Transformation in three years?
In the Taicang State, with so many Nine Aperture Nascent Souls, which Venerate dares to say they can help them transform into Divinity?
"Second, I offer you a Slaughter Origin, constantly by your side as you comprehend it, you could potentially transform into Divinity through slaughter."
Jiang Fan’s heart shook again.
Origin?
Like the Fire Origin within his body?
His heart burned with enthusiasm.
But soon he calmed down and pondered, "Senior, don’t I have to pay any price?"
Learning all that Slaughter Technique for free.
Receiving a free Origin, or becoming a disciple.
Is such a good deal possible in this world?
The shadow laughed hoarsely, "What could I possibly gain from you?"
"Choose one out of the two."
Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Junior chooses the second option."
The shadow slightly nodded, taking out the hand hidden behind his back.
A thumb-sized blood-red round bead appeared in his palm.
"Together with the Slaughter Technique you’ve comprehended, this Slaughter Origin will grow continuously."
"Eventually, leading you to Divinity Transformation."
After saying this, he flicked the bead into Jiang Fan’s palm.
Jiang Fan caught it with both hands and said, "Thank you, Senior. Junior will surely seriously cultivate the Slaughter Technique."
He sealed the Slaughter Origin in a vessel securely.
Reflecting to himself, "Even in the end, he doesn’t forget to remind me to practice the Slaughter Technique."
"You cunning old man!"
"I can’t believe you!"
"Yet, it doesn’t hurt to utilize the Slaughter Origin."
Suddenly.
A flash of inspiration occurred to him as he secretly considered:
"What if I first cultivate it, and then use Star Shifting to transfer it onto a Yin Corpse?"
"In this way, I would seize all benefits while avoiding the pitfall?"
"If in the future the cultivation technique proves problematic, at worst I’ll sacrifice the Yin Corpse."
Thinking of this, a smile appeared in his eyes and he cupped his hands saying:
"Thank you, Senior, for your generosity. Junior bids farewell!"
With a thought, he vanished from the space.
The shadow stood in place, its pair of deep blue eyes narrowing slightly.
"He is indeed a cautious fellow."
"But who can resist the allure of Divinity Transformation?"
"And who can detect the trap hidden within the Slaughter Technique?"
"Haha, I await your Slaughter Divinity Transformation."
"At that time, you will surely find it surprising."
Outside.
Jiang Fan stumbled and fell out.
Not yet standing firm.
He was caught by a strong, venerable hand on his arm.
"Little Friend Jiang."
Jiang Fan turned his head, cupped his hands, and said, "Ah, it’s the Jian Family Master. What is this?"
He glanced at the old hand classed firmly onto his arm.
Looking utterly bewildered.
Jian Lanjiang pulled Jian Linyu over, smiling and said:
"Little Friend Jiang, did you use a Kasaya to bind my granddaughter previously?"
Jiang Fan was puzzled. Why bring up past matters so suddenly?
Plus, why were there so many people around?
He nodded and said, "That did happen, but I had no ill intentions..."
Jian Lanjiang interrupted him with a wave, "That’s correct."
"Our Jian Family has an old ancestral tradition."
"Whomever binds one of our family’s girls, must marry her."
"Little Friend Jiang, Lin Yu is now your person."
Huh?
Wait a minute!
Are you sure it’s an old tradition, and not one you just made up?