Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1754: Chapter 1793: Wang Chongxiao, Who Has Done Every Evil Deed

An invisible pressure gradually descended with the Sage’s voice.

Lianjing Venerable and Jiangshan First-class Building Owner felt the pressure intensely, their knees bending uncontrollably, as though wanting to kneel and worship.

The White Tiger didn’t want to suffer, so it simply lay on the ground, thinking, "If you want to exert pressure, do it—I’ll just lie down."

Only Jiang Fan, who was "unmoved by the Sage," was unscathed, and he laughed: "Perfect timing!"

"Saves me a trip to the Medicine God Hall!"

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding experts were stunned.

Wait, did they just hear something outrageous?

The Medicine God Hall’s Sage came aggressively to back his disciple, and instead of pleading for mercy, Jiang Fan is more righteous and even threatens to visit and demand compensation?

For a moment, everyone couldn’t distinguish who the true Sage was.

In the celestial canopy, the Medicine God Hall Sage fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, a tangible anger descended like flames, burning everyone’s minds.

Within thousands of feet around Jiang Fan, everyone was infected by the anger, their emotions growing irritable and angry.

"Junior, you’ve gone too far."

Jiang Fan’s face turned cold, and he shouted angrily: "I think it’s you that’s gone too far!"

"The ancient giant war has just ended, and yet you allow your disciples to oppress the descendants of the Forgetful Wild Elder!"

"Who is the Forgetful Wild Elder? A martyr who sacrificed himself for Central Earth! You not only failed to show compassion to his descendants but came to bully them!"

"What do you want? To chill the hearts of millions in Central Earth? To ensure that when catastrophe strikes again, no one will be willing to sacrifice themselves for Central Earth?"

"The half-giants of Heavenly Heritage City may have killed some people, but you are killing the heart of Central Earth!"

The deafening shout spread far and wide, shaking the hearts of the people.

Even the experts of Heavenly State fell into silence.

Who here hasn’t heard of the deeds of the Forgetful Wild Elder?

Was it not precisely such a group of commendable predecessors who sacrificed themselves to carve out a future for these successors?

But his descendants came to Heavenly State, did not receive the proper care, and were instead humiliated.

At this moment, those martial artists of Heavenly State who wanted to laugh at Taicang State felt their faces burning with shame and regret.

If Tongxin and Tong Hun Great Venerable were targeting someone else, it might have been somewhat reasonable.

But targeting the descendants of the Forgetful Wild Elder—at best, it’s senselessness; at worst, it’s utter heartlessness.

No wonder Jiang Fan was so enraged, even verbally assaulting a Sage.

Indeed, the Medicine God Hall’s conduct was outrageous.

In the celestial canopy.

The Medicine God Hall Sage fell silent, sighing softly after a long while: "I didn’t know they were causing trouble for the descendants of the Forgetful Wild Elder."

"It’s my fault for failing to teach my disciples well."

Unexpectedly, the Medicine God Hall’s Sage shifted his tone and publicly admitted his mistake.

Jiang Fan was slightly taken aback.

He thought it was a case of "bad influence from the top leading to bad conduct below," but it turned out this Medicine God Hall Sage was actually reasonable.

Upon reflection, he realized he might have wronged him in assuming he condoned his disciples.

For if he had condoned them, he would secretly observe his disciples’ situation.

When his disciples were defeated, he would appear to save them, and certainly wouldn’t stand by watching as Tongxin was beaten senseless, or as White Tiger humiliated Tong Hun.

This Sage likely just learned about his two disciples causing trouble.

With this realization, his spirit calmed considerably.

At least this Sage wasn’t like the detestable Compassionate dog.

Since the Sage publicly apologized, Jiang Fan naturally wouldn’t pursue the matter.

He collected his anger: "Please, Sage, properly discipline your two disciples."

"Understood." The Sage nodded.

He then cast two green Spirit Lights upon them.

Tongxin slowly awoke, clutching her still aching head, recalling what had occurred earlier.

Instantly, she felt ashamed and infuriated, glaring fiercely at Jiang Fan: "You damn dog..."

Just as the words left her mouth.

A heavy cold snort manifested in the celestial canopy.

Tongxin shuddered violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her face displaying deeper pain.

She looked incredulously at the celestial canopy: "Master, you..."

In her memory, her Master had never publicly punished them like this.

"Wretched creature!" the Sage snorted: "I’ve indulged you too much usually, which has made you so reckless and lawless!"

"Return to the Medicine God Hall and kneel before the Ancestor to reflect!"

Tongxin’s eyes trembled, realizing her Master’s severe anger, quickly bowed her head and darted away.

Tong Hun, his body restored, didn’t even bother cleaning off the tiger excrement, instantly vanished too.

Wherever he passed, a stench pervaded.

It was a case of stink escape.

Afterward.

A humanoid figure gradually solidified in the celestial canopy.

It was an old man, his skin covered in wrinkles, living for untold ages.

He stepped down from the void, arriving before Jiang Fan, cast him a sullen glance:

"Old as I am, I still got schooled by a young one."

"What’s your name?"

Jiang Fan felt a bit awkward, having rashly berated an innocent Sage.

He said sheepishly: "My name is Wang Chongxiao. If you’re angry, feel free to scold me."

The old man revealed a look of surprise: "So you’re Jiang Fan?"

Uh—

Jiang Fan was dumbfounded: "Senior knows me?"

Hehe...

The old man chuckled heartily: "Wang Chongxiao the ne’er-do-well, but Jiang Fan’s good deeds are known far and wide."

"Your name is thunderous among our Heavenly State’s Sages."

Jiang Fan blushed furiously.

Not that he often impersonated Wang Chongxiao for trouble, and when doing good, used his real name—the Sages of Heavenly State knew?

He coughed drily: "I only impersonate occasionally, occasionally."

"Occasionally? Hehe..." The old man shook his head: "Since it’s you, then my rebuke wasn’t unwarranted."

"After all, you dared to draw your sword against the Compassionate Sage and even slay his minion."

"You berate me—what else can I do? Just bear it, otherwise kill me too, then who’s there for justice?"

Jiang Fan’s embarrassment only deepened: "Please, elder, don’t tease me anymore."

"You should be aware the events can’t be repeated."

"If encountering another Sage, I certainly won’t act recklessly."

Now he no longer possessed the bronze artifact from Hell; summoning the Boundary Master’s avatar wasn’t easy anymore.

The old man glared at him: "Dare not? A Hell Realm Master you dared to..."

He surveyed the experts around him, stopped his topic, and chuckled: "I see nothing you wouldn’t dare."

Jiang Fan touched his nose, this old fellow still harboring resentment for being scolded.

Continuously continuing the irony.

He said: "Senior, if you’re free, go discipline the disciples."

"Beat them to their senses, don’t hesitate."

The old man laughed bitterly: "You are indeed brazen!"

"Where are the descendants of the Forgetful Wild Elder?"

Jiang Fan’s eyes lit up, understanding he was due compensation for Yue Mingzhu, he waved toward the palace: "Ming Zhu, come quickly."

Yue Mingzhu hurried over, nervously paying her respects: "This junior Yue Mingzhu, greets the Sage."

The old man assessed Yue Mingzhu, his gaze showing a touch of regret: "Pity you have no soul talent; otherwise, I’d take you back to the Medicine God Hall."

"It could have allowed the Ancient Heart lineage to return."

"I’ll gift you something else; let me see what you need."

He slightly released his aura, Yue Mingzhu’s physique, talent, and all her learning were revealed.

Suddenly, the old man noticed her eyes turned colorful.

His surprise showed.

Upon closer inspection, his pupils constricted, his expression grew solemn:

"Why are you cultivating this spell?"