Chapter 997: Chapter 997: Wan Jie Temple Venerable

"Really?" The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master was shocked: "My Tribulation Land?"

"Isn’t that meant only for our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion disciples?"

"What features does this person have, did you see?"

The Yin Yang Heaven of the Wan Jie Temple, missing for a thousand years, could it actually be our disciple secretly cultivating?

If the Cultivation Technique can be retrieved, wouldn’t the Wan Jie Temple be willing to exchange it at any cost?

Jiang Fan slightly frowned and said:

"She was in an Invisibility State when I accidentally discovered her. When I attacked her, she used the Yin Yang Heaven defense."

"Right, she is a female disciple."

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master frowned: "Since she was invisible, how did you confirm she was a female disciple?"

The disciples who received the Token for Tribulation Land cultivation, including managers and disciples, number over twenty people.

The information cannot be wrong.

Jiang Fan showed a hint of embarrassment and said, "When I captured her, I unintentionally grabbed her chest."

"There should be a slight wound left on her chest."

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master looked at him suspiciously.

Was it unintentional or intentional?

Jiang Fan grew more embarrassed and said, "No more of this. Does the Pavilion Master have any suspects?"

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master pondered: "It’s hard to say."

"In the past year, at least ten female disciples have received permission tokens, and the manager guarding the Thunder Pool that day didn’t come along."

"It’s really difficult to determine who was inside cultivating that day."

"Once I find that manager, I should be able to identify the cultivator."

Jiang Fan silently anticipated: "Then I’ll trouble the Pavilion Master."

In the hall.

The core disciples of the Wan Jie Temple gathered in a large hall.

A casually dressed, hurriedly arriving middle-aged man in yellow spoke directly: "Hall Master, why have you summoned us?"𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

His body still bore the lingering Thunder Breath, indicating that his training had been interrupted.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master telepathically transmitted a message: "This is Nan Yuanshu, the head of the Hell Lotus Department, a Sixth-stage Nascent Soul expert."

Oh?

Jiang Fan looked over and saw that this person’s eyes were slightly red, with hair disheveled and unkempt, giving off the impression of a martial arts fanatic focused solely on the Martial Path.

No wonder this person was unmoved by the Pavilion Master’s olive branch.

He truly didn’t seem like someone who could be easily swayed.

The Pavilion Master lowered his hand, signaling for calm, then looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Young friend, share the intelligence that the woman who fell from the sky has disclosed."

Jiang Fan spoke in earnest, "In three months, the Ancient Giants will arrive."

Bang!

The powerful members of the Wan Jie Temple felt as if a heavy drum was struck within their hearts, shocking them all.

The once noisy hall instantly fell silent.

The news was simply too shocking!

They had considered the possibility of the Ancient Giants coming, but thought it would be years, even decades away.

Yet now they’re being told there’s only three months?

The Hall Master was so stunned he couldn’t speak.

He had anticipated that an edict personally delivered by a Bodhisattva would be significant, but never imagined it would be this shocking!

What can be done in three months?

They barely have time to mobilize the entire continent, let alone mass-produce the various Divine Artifacts that subdued the Ancient Giants a thousand years ago.

The attack by the Ancient Giants is too hasty, leaving them no time at all!

After a long silence, the Hall Master’s throat seemed choked, and he spoke in an unusually deep voice: "Can this be true?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "I personally interrogated it."

You personally interrogated?

The Hall Master glanced at Jiang Fan in surprise, unable to decipher Jiang Fan’s identity at the moment.

But obviously now wasn’t the time to be concerned with that.

He stood up and said, "Everyone, please wait here. I will go invite the Venerate!"

Whether he’s awake or not, the Venerate must be brought forth to make decisions.

The severity of this matter demands the Venerate’s presence!

Boom!

Suddenly, the sky was pierced by a resounding thunder.

The volatile Thunder Breath enveloped the great hall, making the very skin of those present feel scorched.

Hearts involuntarily pounded, enveloped by waves of unease and reverence deep in their core.

Jiang Fan’s heart raced wildly.

He looked sharply towards outside the hall.

At this moment, he felt a panic akin to facing overwhelming Heavenly Power before undergoing tribulation.

Could it be...?

Just as he was guessing, a coarse voice echoed above the hall.

"Why panic?"

"Whether the Ancient Giants come early or late, it’s just a drawn blade waiting. What use is there to fear?"

"Maintain your state of mind and prepare to combat!"

The Hall Master and the heads of the five departments hurriedly stood up, bowed their heads, and greeted.

"Welcome, Venerate!"

Indeed, it was the Venerate of the Wan Jie Temple!

Jiang Fan dared not sit, and also stood up to show respect.

Under his gaze.

In the distant sky, a nine-headed Thunder Dragon roared across the heavens and approached rapidly.

A figure clad entirely in thunder and lightning appeared, burly and rugged, with sparse hair, riding the nine-headed Thunder Dragon.

A Divine Ring, the mark of the Divinity Transformation Realm, shone with brilliant light at the back of his head.

The entire sky and earth resonated with thunder, accompanied by countless Thunder Arcs.

The thunderous power of everyone present stirred uncontrollably.

Some stood with a Hell Lotus floating above their heads, others were enveloped by thunder and lightning, while some had thunder circling their eyes, and even more had Thunder Light emerging from their hearts.

Even Jiang Fan was completely encompassed by thunder and lightning, with a Thunder Sword appearing behind him.

Jiang Fan was secretly startled.

So this is the Venerate of the Wan Jie Temple?

The sense of oppression is no less than Venerate Xinnie!

Bam!

The Venerate descended upon the main hall, emitting an invisible aura of authority that made everyone too afraid to breathe loudly.

He strode up to the Sect Master’s throne and sat down boldly and confidently.

His tiger-like eyes surveyed everyone, scrutinizing their thunder anomalies.

When observing the Hall Master, he nodded slightly, and when glancing at several department heads, he also gave a nod.

But when he glanced over the other elders, he frowned.

Lastly, when his gaze fell on Jiang Fan seated in the farthest seat, his pupils flickered with a look of satisfaction.

"Be seated!" The Venerate waved his hand.

Everyone quietly sat down.

Hua Wuying’s heart thumped wildly as he stood honestly behind Jiang Fan, deeply shocked.

The Venerate of the Wan Jie Temple had suffered an injury fifty years ago that had yet to heal.

He often remained dormant and even when awakened, traveled to find healing methods.

Rarely does he reveal his true self.

In all his years at the Wan Jie Temple, Hua Wuying was seeing the Venerate for the first time.

"Qiong Building, you’ve done well."

"I was worried you’d disgrace me when I appointed you Hall Master in the past."

"But now, you’ve organized the cultivation of ’Heavenly Thunder Six Parts’ with your disciples methodically and even cultivated an exceptional talent."

"Not bad, not bad."

The Hall Master lowered his head, filled with doubt.

Is the Venerate being sarcastic?

Today’s Wan Jie Temple is decent, but it’s nothing compared to the previous generation.

Especially the younger disciples; currently, only Hua Wuying is fairly outstanding, having merely cultivated the Undying Blade to the Second Layer.

The Third Layer is still lacking.

Returning fifty years back to the Venerate’s era.

There were no less than five prodigies who had perfected a part of the cultivation.

The Venerate himself had simultaneously perfected two disciplines by the age of eighteen.

Compared to that era, today’s Wan Jie Temple was nothing but sand and mud washed away.

Trembling with fear, he knelt and said, "Venerate, this junior has failed."

"Please punish me, I have no complaints."

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