Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 2092: Chapter 2136: Persuasion

"Who the hell wrote this cliché story?"

Jiang Fan couldn’t hold back anymore and cursed on the spot.

Right at the end of the story, this happens!

Jian Sankuang was both embarrassed and annoyed: "I was wondering why it was so easy to get to the end."

"Turns out they were waiting for this!"

"Which bastard wrote this? Do you even know how to write a story?"

"Who would read such a cliché story? Hurry up and let us out!"

Jiang Fan’s face was dark.

No wonder so many people are trapped in the book until they die of old age.

Some books really aren’t written by people.

But complaining aside, to leave the ancient book, they can only finish the story.

Moreover, much time has already been delayed, and the state of the Great Wine Sacrifice is on the brink.

Thinking of this, he steeled his heart and said: "Senior Sword..."

Jian Sankuang’s eyebrows twitched and she resolutely said: "No need to say anymore!"

"I will never compromise with someone for freedom!"

Jiang Fan was silent for a while and said: "I’m afraid it’s not about freedom."

"It’s a matter of life and death."

Huh?

Jian Sankuang raised an eyebrow and said: "Why do you say that?"

Jiang Fan said gravely: "To be honest, the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis is also here."

"He harbors a murderous intent towards me!"

"And when he kills me, it’s hard to say he won’t take care of you too, Senior."

The Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis?

Jian Sankuang’s expression grew serious: "No wonder among the Three Calamities Realm aura sensed earlier, there was one particularly sharp, so it was him!"

Her gaze fluctuated dramatically.

Although their physical bodies are protected by the power of the book, unaffected by the outside world.

But it may not be able to withstand the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis.

He is a monster left over from the era of the Daqian Divine Kingdom, with unpredictable power.

And I myself am from the Martial Vault of the Three Calamities Realm, the Martial Vault and the Sin Realm have always been at odds.

How could he miss the chance to get rid of me?

But, to be intimate with Jiang Fan?

The mere thought of that scene is unbearable.

No.

She couldn’t possibly have an affair with Jiang Fan!

Just as she was about to refuse, Jiang Fan stepped forward, approached her, and said: "Senior, we’re just consciousnesses right now, not physical bodies."

"It doesn’t count as a true affair."

Jian Sankuang’s gaze trembled slightly, becoming somewhat restrained, her voice softened: "Still, no."

"Even as consciousness, we can’t just..."

Jiang Fan stepped forward again, and they were almost face to face, able to hear each other’s breathing:

"To cultivate to the Three Calamities Realm at your age, and with your peerless appearance, you must have been admired by countless men and adored by women, right?"

"Having cultivated to this point, you must have gone through countless hardships and suffered immensely, right?"

"Now, are you going to give up everything just for a little discomfort of consciousness?"

"Can you live with yourself, are you willing to give up everything you have now?"

The persuasive words hit Jian Sankuang’s soft spots, causing her eyes to tremble unceasingly.

Her Dao heart was in turmoil as she resisted, retreating: "Shut up! Don’t use those words to trick me!"

"I will not..."

Suddenly, Jiang Fan stepped forward, wrapped an arm around her waist.

Jian Sankuang showed panic and indignation: "Presumptuous! How dare you take liberties with me!"

As she spoke, she tried to push Jiang Fan away.

But, after Lu Yun’s three years of cultivation, his cultivation is not much weaker than his master’s, and Jian Sankuang couldn’t push him away.

Jiang Fan looked into her eyes, and said softly: "What happens here, only you, I, and the heavens will know, no third person will know."

Jian Sankuang struggled a little less, clearly caught in a huge inner struggle.

Just as Jiang Fan said.

Getting to where she is now was not easy, having survived countless near-death experiences, endured humiliation and oppression, and felt despair so many times.

Should she really give up the hard-earned position for a meaningless affair of consciousness?

But... how could she be with Jiang Fan...

Jiang Fan gently pulled her into his arms, speaking more softly: "This is just a play, the story of Lu Yun and Yu Qiong."

"When the story ends, there will be nothing between you and me."

Upon hearing this, Jian Sankuang fell silent.

Yes.

This is just a play; they are merely acting out others’ stories.

Just as she was about to be fully embraced by Jiang Fan, she suddenly reached out with a hand, blocking Jiang Fan’s chest, and slightly tilting her head up, she said:

"Once we leave this place, I want to delete some of your memories."

"You mustn’t refuse!"

Without any hesitation, Jiang Fan said: "Sure, no problem."

Jian Sankuang frowned: "So straightforward?"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "If Senior is willing to wrong herself, what harm is there in me deleting some memories?"

"At that time, Senior can delete them freely, even if it damages the soul, it doesn’t matter."

Hearing this, Jian Sankuang’s eyes softened, and she said softly: "Rest assured, I have a sense of proportion and will not harm your soul."

Jiang Fan’s gaze was intense: "Then we..."

Jian Sankuang’s enticing red lips pressed slightly, and the hand against Jiang Fan’s chest slowly lowered.

Just as she was going to lower it completely, she suddenly pressed it back, turned her face, and said: "You... you hurry up, and be gentle."

Jiang Fan said: "That depends, Senior, will you cooperate well?"

Jian Sankuang let go of her last hesitation, her hand slowly lowering.

Her soft body was entirely nestled in Jiang Fan’s embrace.

She closed her eyes and, with a tone she found shameful herself, whispered: "Let... let us begin..."

Jiang Fan nodded, lifted her horizontally, and placed her on the bed.

Then, he leaned over.

As their clothes flew, time that had stopped began to flow.

Soft moans and heavy breathing entwined continuously.

A whole day passed.

With a thud,

Jiang Fan was kicked off the bed, and the surrounding time and space came to a halt.

Jian Sankuang was wrapped in the bedspread, fuming: "I told you to hurry, how long have you taken?"

If she’d known that being intimate would keep her tortured for an entire day, she wouldn’t have agreed at any cost.

Jiang Fan muttered with an innocent face: "You didn’t say to stop."

Jian Sankuang’s pretty face flushed, biting her teeth: "Bastard! Once I’m out, I’m going to erase this memory completely!"

After speaking, she put on a layer of clothing and got out of bed.

Unexpectedly, her legs buckled, and she almost knelt on the ground.

Frustrated even more, she glared at Jiang Fan with a blushing face and then soared away into the sky.

She completed her story filled with embarrassment and left.

Jiang Fan went to the sect to clean up the aftermath, and a few days later, ascended to the position of Sect Master of the White Cloud Sect.

The moment he took the position of Sect Master,

A great irresistible force of suction appeared in the sky above the White Cloud Sect, just as it had when he arrived.

The story was over!

With everything going black before his eyes, Jiang Fan’s consciousness began to spin.

The next moment, when he reopened his eyes, he was met with a slightly flushed face, filled with annoyance.

Jian Sankuang grabbed Jiang Fan’s shoulder, as if fearing he might escape, and said eagerly: "Don’t move!"

"I want to erase your memories of the past day!"

Jiang Fan looked earnest: "Please, Senior, delete them immediately!"