Chapter 2213: Chapter 2257: Leaving the Martial Vault

He stared at the patch of remnant Saint Realm blood on it. Then, he took out Hua Xin’s severed hand and placed it over the dried blood. Strands of Holy Power, imperceptible to the naked eye, were absorbed by the severed hand. The tightly clenched fingers loosened slightly once more, revealing a larger gap.

Vermilion ink flowed out.

The amount was even greater than the last time!

He immediately took out the Execution Pen and absorbed every last drop of the flowing ink. This time, the pen’s tip was not only completely dyed red, but it also radiated an unprecedented crimson hue. This meant that the Execution Pen’s power would surpass its previous limits. Another life-saving Killing Device was ready.

Combined with the unprecedented power of the Tai Chu Prison Sky Gourd, if the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis tried to kill him again, deploying both simultaneously would result in much more than just a little physical corrosion.

After securely stowing the three ultimate treasures, he waved a hand, summoning the Immortal King’s Undying Bell before him. Since exhausting his third chance, he hadn’t communicated with its Artifact Spirit again.

Sensing the summon, the clueless Little Artifact Spirit poked its head out, its eyes filled with hesitation.

"Good man, have you run into danger again?"

Jiang Fan replied, "Not for the time being."

"Oh," the Little Artifact Spirit drew out the syllable, hesitating for a long while before continuing. "If you run into danger again, you should still summon me."

Oh?

Jiang Fan asked in surprise, "Haven’t we already used up our agreed three chances?"

The Little Artifact Spirit replied, "But you’re a good man, and I don’t want you to die.

"I’ll give you one more chance to use me, just one!"

Jiang Fan chuckled and asked, "And if I use it up again?"

The Little Artifact Spirit furrowed its brows. "Then I’ll just give you another chance."

Haha.

Jiang Fan smiled silently and reached out to pat it. "Thank you."

He had initially planned to keep taking advantage of this little guy, but gradually, he couldn’t bear to do it anymore. After a moment of thought, he asked, "What is your master’s name? Or, what does he look like?"

The Little Artifact Spirit’s eyes sparkled brightly. "Are you going to take me to find him?

"I cannot speak my master’s name; that would be an offense.

"But he looks like this—he’s very handsome!"

A wisp of moon-white light surged from the large bell, coalescing into a tall, handsome Angel with nine pairs of golden wings on his back.

Jiang Fan stared at the figure, frozen in place for a long time before letting out a silent sigh.

It was just as he had expected. The master of the Immortal King’s Undying Bell was none other than the Artifact Spirit of the Purple Sword.

Ten thousand years ago, a Saint of the Heavenly Realm perished in the great war between Hell and the Angel Realm. A fragment of his soul merged with the World Embryo of the Northern Heavenly State, the Purple and Cyan Immortal Mountain. Later, through a stroke of fate, the Purple and Cyan Immortal Mountain was forged into the Purple and Blue Double Swords, and his soul became a part of the Purple Sword.

"Good man, what’s wrong?" the Little Artifact Spirit blinked.

Jiang Fan opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. The master it had desperately waited ten thousand years for had long since fallen before it did, becoming an Artifact Spirit just like itself. Its memories were largely fragmented, and it was highly uncertain whether it would even recognize the Immortal King’s Undying Bell.

Shaking his head, he sighed, "It’s nothing. I think I know who your master is.

"When the opportunity arises, I will take you to see him."

The Little Artifact Spirit nodded continuously in pleasant surprise. "Thank you, good man! Thank you, you’re the best! I’ll be able to see my master soon!"

Jiang Fan put away the Immortal King’s Undying Bell, unsure whether to be happy that he could use it indefinitely or to feel sorry for the Little Artifact Spirit. With a sigh, he stood up and left the cave.

He then made his way to the third cave.

Liu Qingxian sat cross-legged on a futon. Her purple silk dress clung smoothly to her body, outlining her full and alluring curves. Perhaps due to their recent intimacy, her youthful face now bore a touch of mature charm, making her even more captivating than before.

Sensing Jiang Fan’s entrance, Liu Qingxian hurriedly stood up to greet him, leaning affectionately into his embrace. Without a word, she understood. Jiang Fan was leaving. Their time together was drawing to a close.

She pressed her finger between her eyebrows, and a materialized golden Little Sword detached itself.

"Keep this sword by your side for protection," she said. "If you run into the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis, it will give you the power to fight back."

Jiang Fan pushed her hand back gently. "How can you give away the World Artifact the Sword Saint passed down to you?

"You still have to fulfill the heavy responsibility he entrusted to you. How can you do that without a World Artifact?"

Liu Qingxian furrowed her brows. "But what about the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis?"

Jiang Fan replied, "I have my ways."

Liu Qingxian held his hands tightly. "Then is there anything I can do for you?"

Jiang Fan smiled, slipping his fingers through hers until their hands were intertwined. He said softly, "You don’t need to do anything. Just stay with me."

Liu Qingxian’s cheeks flushed. With a flick of her finger, she closed the stone door. Deprived of light, the shadows swallowed the two embracing figures in the secret room. Soon after, soft and melodic moans drifted through the air.

The next day.

Jiang Fan gazed at the sleeping Liu Qingxian and gently covered her with a blanket. Brushing his fingers across her smooth cheek, he silently left the secret room.

Outside.

Fuyun Great Sage stood with her arms crossed, tapping one foot on the ground. She turned her head away, adopting a look that screamed, ’I’m mad, figure out why.’ Jiang Fan then noticed the heavy layer of morning dew on her forehead. She must have been waiting for a long time.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Jiang Fan said with an amused smile.

Fuyun Great Sage grumpily tossed him the Space Storage Device containing the arena. "If you don’t learn restraint while you’re young, you’ll regret it when you’re old!"

Jiang Fan rubbed his nose, wondering if this woman had listened outside all night. He put away the Space Storage Device, his expression turning serious as he cupped his fists. "Thank you for taking care of us these past few days.

"We must part ways here, but I hope we’ll meet again in the near future."

Fuyun Great Sage uncrossed her arms, a trace of sorrow on her face. "Have you said your goodbyes to Qingxian?"

Jiang Fan replied, "No. I don’t like goodbyes."

Fuyun Great Sage sighed. "I will take good care of her; you don’t need to worry.

"The world is vast, and the journey is long. Take care of yourself."

With that, she struck out a palm, shattering the space before them to open a Void Rift.

Jiang Fan gave a deep bow and said, "Take care of yourself as well!"

He then flashed into the Void, leaving the Martial Vault behind. Shortly after his departure, the third stone door opened. Liu Qingxian’s tall figure stood alone in the doorway. In the dim light, two crystalline tears rolled down her face and fell to the ground, splashing into bright little droplets.

Outside the Martial Vault.

Jiang Fan didn’t dare to use the Void Feather Robe. He had relied on it the entire time he was fleeing for his life. If he used it now, there was no guarantee the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis wouldn’t sense it.

His eyes flickered as he took out the small black boat given to him by Butterfly Fairy. This boat could travel at the speed of the Heavenly Human Two Declines—neither too fast nor too slow. The Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis had never seen it before, making it the perfect vehicle for his journey. Even if he ran into the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis, the other party shouldn’t suspect a thing.

Without the blood seal, he was completely free!

Just then, a fleet of small Void Spiritual Boats passed by in a group. Someone among them recognized Jiang Fan.

"That’s Liu Qingxian’s man!"

"Is he leaving the Martial Vault too?"

"Why don’t we invite him to join us? He’s so strong."

"Forget it. I heard he also has the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis’s Seal on him. Right now, the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis is just outside the realm, rigorously inspecting anyone who leaves the Martial Vault."

Hearing this, Jiang Fan’s expression changed slightly.

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