Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1938: Chapter 1981: Enlightenment

Jiang Fan frowned slightly.

This Saint’s Remnant Soul could still sense the Execution Pen on him?

With a hint of suspicion, he took out the Execution Pen.

Before he could ask, the golden Little Sword Seal on Liu Qingxian’s forehead began to glow faintly. Threads of golden light flowed out, falling onto the Execution Pen.

Immediately, a faint Saint Realm pressure surged around the Execution Pen.

A thread of voice also flew from the seal on Liu Qingxian’s forehead.

"Only the power of the Saint Realm can activate the pen’s true potential."

Jiang Fan’s spirit trembled violently.

The Execution Pen had not indeed exhibited the power a World Artifact should have while in his hand.

Part of the reason was that the ink at most covered only half of it.

Another part was likely due to Jiang Fan’s own cultivation being far beneath the Saint Realm.

But now there was a thread of Holy Power to bolster it; if he soaked the pen fully in ink, even though he couldn’t rival a Saint Realm strike, it should still be hard for anyone in the Sage Realm to resist it.

Facing the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis again, he would not be simply a passive target.

But he realized, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to trade a bit of favor for me to release Qingxian?"

From within the seal came an ancient and time-worn syllable.

"It’s so that you may live to see her return."

"Your situation is far more perilous than hers."

Jiang Fan remained silent.

Indeed, who could compare to the dangers around him?

There was a distant calamity, the Chaos Ancient Blood Marquis nearby, and the distant conquest of the Heavenly Realm.

Liu Qingxian being by his side was truly the real danger.

Who knew when the Chaos Ancient Blood Marquis might send a Blood Spear across the void, wiping out both him and the entire Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion into the void?

In fact, if she stayed away from him, Liu Qingxian would be safe and able to obtain overwhelming opportunities.

Yet, out of personal desire, he wanted to keep Liu Qingxian by his side.

Jiang Fan looked at the seal and said, "Senior, what do you want Qingxian to do by taking her to the Martial Vault?"

The seal emitted a faint glow, faintly revealing the blurred silhouette of a one-armed elder.

"To stop the person who escaped from the Sumeru Divine Prison."

Jiang Fan’s pupils trembled, and he said: "Are you referring to the entity from the Third Layer?"

The one-armed Saint spoke vaguely and did not respond directly, but hoarsely said:

"The chaos of the Hundred Realms of All Heavens began because of him."

"Stopping him is the duty of my lineage."

Jiang Fan recalled the gate of the Sumeru Divine Prison, melted into a human-shaped opening.

Was this due to that person’s escape from the Sumeru Divine Prison?

What kind of existence was he?

The chaos of the Hundred Realms, was it really all because of him?

Thinking of Liu Qingxian going to face such an existence made Jiang Fan resist even more.

"It’s too dangerous," Jiang Fan said.

The seal spoke slowly:

"She is just one of the nine inheritors that I selected from the Hundred Realms."

"Ultimately, whether she can emerge as the inheritor from the candidates is still unknown."

Nine inheritors?

Jiang Fan finally understood a bit; no wonder "Sword Heart Engraving" was carved on a meteorite.

Originally, it was the one-armed Saint who sent it from the void to various worlds.

Through the cultivation technique, he would select the person suitable for his legacy.

Liu Qingxian from Central Earth was merely one of those he recruited.

As for the golden Little Sword, it was not solely transferred to Liu Qingxian through the Little Qilin; he must have employed other methods to deliver it into the hands of candidates.

A Saint who was trapped could still manipulate plans in the Hundred Realms of All Heavens.

Indeed, it echoed the words of the Nine Nether Demon Venerable: Never underestimate a Saint.

Liu Qingxian held Jiang Fan’s hand and said, "Husband, let me go."

"Even if I fail, my power will greatly increase."

"If successful... all the better! I also want to be someone who shoulders the responsibility of a realm, just like you."

Yun Shang, True Words, and Gong Caiyi were so moved.

Liu Qingxian, a woman, possessed an ambition surpassing most men in the world.

Such a person, was it truly right for Jiang Fan to keep her by his side?

Jiang Fan looked at Liu Qingxian, and in a trance, the once stubborn and proud daughter of the sect master was back.

She had regained herself.

Jiang Fan pondered for a long time, a trace of bitterness emerging on his face, and he sighed:

"The Martial Vault, right?"

"If I one day enter the void, I’ll come to the Martial Vault to find you."

"If you become unhappy, will you obediently come back to me, okay?"

Liu Qingxian joyfully embraced Jiang Fan: "Thank you, husband."

"I will work hard, and never disappoint you!"

The bitterness in Jiang Fan deepened.

On the contrary, he hoped Qingxian wouldn’t work too hard, wouldn’t bear some great worldly responsibility upon herself.

It’s too exhausting.

The one-armed Saint in the Little Sword Seal spoke slowly:

"Thank you for allowing this."

"When you get the chance, do visit the Sumeru Divine Prison once more. I’ve left some things there that will be beneficial to you."

"We’ll meet at the Martial Vault."

The Little Sword Seal projected a brilliant golden sword shadow, effortlessly unfolding the space before him to reveal a void.

Liu Qingxian embraced Jiang Fan deeply one last time, looking at the face she had met since Lonely Boat City, feeling exceedingly reluctant.

She lifted her feet slightly, her red lips pecking Jiang Fan’s lips, her eyes growing red:

"I’m leaving now."

She gently let go, stepping back to the edge of the void, her vision slowly blurring with tears.

Finally, she turned around and walked into the void.

That golden sword shadow carried her away into the distance.

Jiang Fan silently watched her figure fade away, his emotions churning inside.

Xu Youran remained in the Hell Realm, Yue Mingzhu was gone, and Liu Qingxian also left.

Ling Shu would follow the Nine Nether Demon Venerable to a far place, True Words would also enter the void to search for her father.

They all had their own missions, their own life paths.

Their chance meeting was merely an intersection in their long life trajectories during a certain period.

In life’s journey, there are always those who leave first and those who leave later.

It’s just a matter of time.

The scenery is empty as one yearns for distant places; falling flowers and rainy winds further grieve spring—better to cherish those present.

Yun Shang’s gaze quivered, softly embracing Jiang Fan’s waist from behind:

"Jiang, I’ll be with you all the time."

Gong Caiyi gently added, "I will too."

"We’re most concerned about you."

Jiang Fan was deeply moved, drawing the two women into his embrace, saying: "Don’t worry, I’m fine."

"Separation is a compulsory course in life; I’ve slowly learned to accept it."

He gazed at True Words, whose expression was complex, comforting her: "Do what you wish to do."

"As long as we can reunite in the future, what does temporary separation matter?"

True Words was increasingly moved.

It was Jiang Fan who should be comforted, but in the end, it was he who comforted her.

Jiang Fan had always been so attentive to her feelings, utterly caring.

"Husband..." True Words gently leaned against Jiang Fan’s chest, feeling ever more deeply the reliability of the man before her.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, embracing the three women as they lay on the couch, chatting leisurely.

"Sister Caiyi, why does Yue Mingzhu always call you a hypocrite?"

"You... You first tell me what Sister Youran said initially that made you so afraid of her?"

"Sister Yun Shang, why are you secretly laughing? Tell us, how you convinced yourself to give up your marriage and belong to our husband in the end?"

"Hey, what are you guys... asking so randomly..."

Jiang Fan quietly listened, his eyes and mouth filled with a contented smile.

At this moment, his mind was more peaceful than ever before.

Perhaps, this is what he had been pursuing all along?

Once he’d vanquished the Heavenly Realm, weathered the Dark Tide, and unraveled the mysteries of the Void Ancient Tree.

He would open a Small World and peacefully spend the rest of his days with them like this.

Listening to this, Jiang Fan gradually became engrossed.

When he came back to his senses, he found his consciousness already standing on the steps of the Fourth Domain.

Only one more step remained from the end.

Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly already traversed far in the Fourth Domain.