Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1084: Chapter 1084: Mirror, Mirror, Who Is the Fairest?

As expected!

The copper mirror lay suddenly on the ground, standing out conspicuously.

A member of the Jian Family noticed it, ran up to pick it up, and handed it to Jian Linyu.

"Cousin, there’s a mirror."

Jiang Fan wiped his face.

It’s over.

With a Five Apertures Nascent Soul in front of him, how could the secret of this copper mirror be concealed?

He couldn’t figure out how to explain it.

It seemed like even a hundred mouths couldn’t clarify it.

Luckily, Jian Linyu just glanced at it from the corner of her eye without a careful check and said,

"It must be Jian Linyuan’s."

"Weishuang, return it to your brother later."

Jian Weishuang hurriedly stepped forward to take it and said grumpily, "That scatterbrain."

"I’ll give him a good thrashing later."

Then she examined the mirror, snorted, and said,

"What’s a grown man doing with such a delicate copper mirror?"

"He doesn’t have a girlfriend, nor is there any girl he’s interested in."

"I’m confiscating it!"

With that, she stuffed the mirror into her chest.

Jiang Fan’s vision suddenly went black.

As he heaved a sigh of relief, he had no choice but to wait for Jian Linyuan to come looking for him.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

Suddenly, his vision brightened.

It was a rather cozy boudoir.

Pink bed curtains, bright quilts, and various lively and cute decorations.

It should be the room of a cheerful girl.

At this time.

Two maids unfolded the screen and poured hot water into a large tub.

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Is someone about to bathe?"

Fortunately, the screen was there to block it.

Otherwise, if he were discovered, he truly wouldn’t be able to explain.

At this moment.

A graceful figure sat in front of him.

Blocking his view.

It turned out he was placed on a dressing mirror.

A tanned girl with sharp features and a touch of heroism sat before the mirror.

She blinked her phoenix eyes at the mirror and talked to herself:

"Not bad looking, why does no one like me?"

"Do men really like gentle girls?"

"But I’m not considered irritable, am I?"

"I just beat my brother every now and then."

"And castrated eight or nine men who bullied the Jian family girls."

"I’m actually quite good, right?"

"Why do those men have such bad taste? They just can’t appreciate me!"

Jiang Fan involuntarily squeezed his legs together.

The Jian Family should really take good care of this type of woman.

Better not let her go out and cause havoc.

"Miss, the water is ready."

The two maids left carrying the buckets.

Jian Weishuang took off her hair accessories, and her black long hair cascaded like a waterfall.

Then she took off her purple dress and undid her inner garment.

Revealing a graceful figure, wearing just a purple dudou.

Her skin was wheat-colored, unlike the usual fair and delicate girls, but instead conveyed a sense of health and vitality.

Her tightly contoured long, straight legs added a powerful sense of entanglement.

Jiang Fan quickly closed his eyes.

Because he had already received a warning from his eunuch instincts.

Should this woman discover someone in the mirror,

she’d castrate him a hundred times.

Only then would her wrath be appeased.

"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful person in the world?"

Jian Weishuang admired herself in the mirror.

You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful, you’re the most beautiful.

Hurry and go bathe.

"Hee hee, Weishuang, you’re truly beautiful."

She embraced the copper mirror and kissed the mirror with her luscious lips.

Then she turned around and took off her dudou, stepping naked into the bath tub.

Jiang Fan blushed slightly.

He turned away and decided not to look anymore.

He didn’t know how much time passed.

Jian Weishuang finished bathing, changed into a set of fresh clothes, and murmured while applying light makeup:

"I heard from the Family Head that soon a handsome, talented young man will come to the Jian family."

"I need to dress prettily."

"Of course, it’s not to please him."

"I’m standing up for the Jian family’s women."

Only after completing a series of complex preparations did she leisurely step out.

Jiang Fan finally sighed with relief.

Creak.

Not long after Jian Weishuang left, Jian Linyuan sneaked in quietly and stealthily.

After some searching, he finally spotted the copper mirror, hurried over, and cradled it, saying:

"Senior, senior, are you alright?"

Jiang Fan replied darkly, "Not dead yet!"

"But not far from it!"

"Hurry and leave, the women here are not to be trifled with."

Jian Linyuan felt like the words resonated with him, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Senior Jiang is absolutely right."

"My sister is simply a female demon, brutal, malevolent, arrogant, and loathsome. I must have sinned in my past life to have such a sister come to torment me."

"Senior Jiang is indeed insightful, seeing right through my sister!"

Jiang Fan touched his nose.

That’s not it.

He simply saw everything.

Quickly.

Jian Linyuan took Jiang Fan to the Jian family’s martial arts arena.

It was a thousand feet in length and width, covered in ax and sword marks, densely packed with fist and palm imprints.

In some places, there were traces of dried black substances.

It looked like a well-worn arena, having witnessed countless duels over the years.

Jian Linyuan said to the copper mirror, "Senior Jiang, this martial arts arena is the secret behind the rise of the Jian family."

He placed the copper mirror on the martial arts arena.

Jiang Fan, within the mirror, immediately saw two intense battling figures flickering before him.

They were the strong fighters who had once battled on the arena.

Their auras were potent, their eyes mad, unmistakably Nine Aperture Nascent Souls!

Their divine skills and secret techniques were formidable beyond measure.

Some of them were on par with Jiang Wuya’s Nine-Colored Light Sword!

Even though they were just phantoms, Jiang Fan felt shocked and awed.

Soon, the scene changed again to a duel between two powerful entities with Divine Rings on the back of their heads!

Their attacks were earth-shattering.

Jiang Fan couldn’t capture their movements, nor could he make out their divine power treasure techniques.

He could only feel the waves of world-ending impact.

Within this, he felt like a small boat in a tsunami, which could capsize at any moment.

Until he heard Jian Linyuan’s voice by his ear:

"Senior Jiang, close your eyes, and sense their combat through your soul."

"Only this way can you perceive the martial path traces they’ve left behind."

"The Qi Concealing Technique you want to learn is with a Venerate in the third match."

"Whether you can comprehend it depends on you."

Jiang Fan immediately closed his eyes.

He found that utilizing Soul Power, he could "see" more clearly.

The brilliant divine power treasure techniques of the Venerate left traces in the air sensed by the Soul Power.

When Soul Power touched these traces, understanding of pretty techniques flowed into his mind one by one.

The third battle soon entered his soul.

He indeed felt the Qi Concealing Technique.

The Venerate’s presence was nearly undetectable even by other Venerates.

He was greatly astonished.

Even a Venerate couldn’t detect it?

He was filled with awe.

Instantly, insights into the Martial Path flowed into his mind.

"The ’No-Self Dust-Cleansing Technique’ Heaven Level Technique."

"Mastering the Second Layer can conceal from the perception of Divinity Transformation Realm."

"Perfecting the Second Layer can shield from Nascent Soul Realm perception."

"Reaching Third Layer Perfection can shield from Sage perception."

The final level, could it really not be a joke?

(Three more segments by ten o’clock)