Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1095: Chapter 1095: Taicang Eighteen Sons

Zong Chaosheng secretly admired.

As expected of Jian Lanjiang’s personally trained granddaughter, she immediately realized he was probing for information.

She already has the temperament of a female young master who can handle affairs independently.

He gave a gentle smile and casually joked:

"Who could make Weishuang’s mindset suffer a setback?"

"Could it be one of our Taicang Eighteen Sons?"

Jian Weishuang shook her head, and said, "Not yet."

"But, he far exceeds the requirements to be among Taicang Eighteen Sons."

Recalling Jiang Fan battling alone against two Sixth-stage Nascent Soul experts and four Five Apertures Nascent Soul experts of the Jian family.

A sense of shock filled her heart that could not be erased.

The setback may have been exaggerated.

But her pride was indeed hurt.

Oh?

Zong Chaosheng had merely asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Jian Weishuang provided such a response.

His attention was successfully drawn, he asked in surprise, "How old is he?"

If they were those close to thirty, almost falling out of the youth ranks, it would not be surprising.

Having tempered themselves for so long, they could break through to the Seven Apertures Nascent Soul at any time, reaching the standard of the Eighteen Sons.

Jian Weishuang looked at Zong Chaosheng meaningfully.

If she remembered correctly, Zong Chaosheng entered the ranks of the Eighteen Sons just in his early twenties.

Among the Eighteen Sons, he counted as very young.

He often took pride in it.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but seize the chance to hit him, said, "Nineteen."

Zong Chaosheng was taken aback, "What? Nineteen?"

The Eighteen Sons’ age starts from twenty because.

Martial Artists under twenty find it hard to elevate their strength to a sufficient height.

Only after several years of tempering could one hope to reach the minimum standard of the Seven Apertures Realm.

"Weishuang, are you joking?"

"Our Eighteen Sons’ leader, that Venerate’s disciple, joined in their twenties."

"Nineteen, do you think I believe that?"

Watching Zong Chaosheng’s surprised expression, Jian Weishuang felt quite satisfied.

I’m not the only one whose pride is shaken.

She continued to strike, "He recently made a move at my Jian family."

"Single-handedly suppressed two Sixth-stage Nascent Soul experts and four Five Apertures Nascent Soul experts from my clan."

"You’re aware of my Jian family’s Martial Artist’s strength, right?"

The smile on Zong Chaosheng’s face gradually turned to seriousness.

The Jian family, due to cultivating Slaughter Skill, their Divine Skills enhance a level due to its atmosphere.

With their Slaughter Skill fully unleashed, Sixth-stage Nascent Souls can exchange several blows with Seven Aperture Nascent Souls.

That nineteen-year-old boy suppressed two Sixth-stage Nascent Souls on his own?

His strength, even if not reaching Seven Apertures, was close enough.

He felt somewhat agitated.

A sense of being surpassed filled him.

"Who is he? When did such a person appear in Taicang State?"

He asked with furrowed brows.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several powerful presences swiftly arrived over the Jian family.

Zong Chaosheng looked up.

It was Jian Lanjiang and ten Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul experts carrying shacklements.

He leaped forward to greet, "Chaosheng greets Jian Family Master and all Jian family seniors!"

Jian Lanjiang was surprised when he saw him.

Soon realizing his intention.

He nodded lightly, "The visit from an Eighteen Son brightens my humble abode."

"Weishuang, entertain Mr. Zong well."

After a perfunctory remark, he warmly took Jiang Fan’s arm with a smile:

"Little Friend Jiang, no matter what I must treat you to three cups today."

"You must grant me this chance."

The ten Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul experts accompanying him, all chimed in.

Without allowing Jiang Fan to speak, they invited him into the Jian family’s hall for hosting guests.

Only Zong Chaosheng and Jian Weishuang remained present.

Zong Chaosheng, puzzled, looked at the boy being treated with respect by the Jian Family Master and his seniors.

"Weishuang, who is that?"

As a disciple of the Seven Great Sects’ Divine Movement Sect, and one of the Eighteen Sons, he was sidelined.

This unknown boy received such grand hospitality.

The stark contrast was hard to ignore.

Jian Weishuang smiled, "He’s the one I spoke of."

"Named Jiang Fan."

"He ranked first on the Heavenly Ascending Ancient Road, wielded the ability of the Connecting Sky Black Pillar, and as a prodigy of the Fire Worship Sect, surpassed peers."

The last event Zong Chaosheng perhaps did not know.

But the first two were notorious major events, how could he not know?

"So, he is Jiang Fan?"

"But if he could join the Heavenly Ascending Ancient Road, shouldn’t he still be in the Core Formation Realm?"

The Heavenly Ascending Ancient Road only allows those below the Nascent Soul Realm to participate.

And how long had it been since the Heavenly Ascending Ancient Road?

A mere two months at most?

Eh?

Jian Weishuang was stunned.

Wait!

Not right!

In two months, Jiang Fan leapt from the Ninth Layer of Core Formation to a level capable of contending with Seven Apertures Nascent Souls?

Was there a mistake somewhere?

It took her a full year and a half to go from the Ninth Layer of Core Formation to now.

To reach the strength of Seven Apertures Nascent Soul, still about a year away.

Jiang Fan took only two months to traverse her two and a half years?

A large question mark arose in her mind involuntarily.

"Am I actually trash?"

Originally wanting to strike Zong Chaosheng.

In the end, she got hit herself.

Guest hall.

Unable to resist everyone’s hospitality, Jiang Fan had a few more drinks.

Jian Lanjiang only then let him be, laughing heartily:

"With the War Corpse returning, I am greatly relieved."

"Though it was used once by the White Bone Alliance Leader, wasting an opportunity."

"But at least it came back."

Jiang Fan immediately understood.

The War Corpse doesn’t attack indefinitely.

After all, it’s just a corpse, relying on remnants of its lifetime power to slay foes.

It’s logical to be limited in usage.

Even so, it is impressive.

It can even slay the Giant King!

In Taicang State, amongst Three Gods and One Bodhisattva, who dares claim to slay the Giant King?

With it, the Jian family is safer than the Three God Sect.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan expressed the request he had been brewing for some time:

"Jian Family Master, I have a humble request."

Jian Family Master’s eyes gleamed, he smiled, "Is it concerning the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion?"

"You wish for my Jian family to protect the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion members?"

Experience comes with age; before he speaks, the intent is clear.

Jiang Fan said, "What does Jian Family Master think?"

Jian Lanjiang examined Jiang Fan with a thoughtful gaze:

"Do you think you are the first to make such a request?"

Jiang Fan replied without hesitation: "Many must have."

"With the Ancient Giant’s arrival imminent, everyone’s wary; sects with a Venerate stationed do not fear."

"But middle and small sects must surely seek protection everywhere."

"Jian family must be a much sought-after candidate."

Jian Lanjiang put down the cup and nodded lightly: "Indeed."

"Many small sects even wish to join my Jian family, become vassals."

"Just to survive the impending calamity."

"But I refused them all."

"Even sheltering ourselves is stretch enough; we lack strength to protect others."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly.

The expected answer.

Facing great disaster, every resource is extremely precious.

Everyone must think for themselves.

But Jian Lanjiang suddenly smiled mysteriously, his tone shifted:

"Yet, Little Friend Jiang has done such a great favor for my Jian family."

"I am willing to make an exception for Little Friend Jiang."

"Provided that Little Friend Jiang helps me with a small matter."