Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 881: Chapter 881: Black Golden Core

It turned out, Bi Luo had quietly entrusted the divine artifact of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion to Jiang Fan!

“Sister Bi!”

Jiang Fan’s heart was immediately filled with mixed emotions.

He only subdued the furnace out of necessity.

Yet she wholeheartedly repaid him.

Although the human heart is treacherous.

Occasionally, an unintended brilliance makes him feel warmth.

“Thank you.” Jiang Fan’s eyes softened, murmuring softly.

And then.

He looked at the second item.

It was a black pill-like object.

“What is this?”

He scanned it with his mind.

The black orb sensed it and immediately turned into a black stream of light, drilling into Jiang Fan’s body along his consciousness.

Jiang Fan was startled.

He quickly looked within.

He found that the stream of light had reached his dantian.

It stayed obediently beside the Golden Core.

In comparison, the black pill-like object was like a Golden Core just after breaking through to the First Level of Core Formation.

Except, it was entirely black.

Jiang Fan suddenly realized what it was.

The Second Golden Core!

“Could it be, this is the secret of how Bi Luo’s master advanced to the Second-stage Nascent Soul?”

“After cultivating one Golden Core to top-level, push another to the Ninth Layer Perfection of Core Formation?”

“Thus, if two Golden Cores at Ninth Layer Perfection simultaneously break through, it might shatter the shackles and create a Second-stage Nascent Soul?”

Thinking of this.

His heart pounded wildly.

This was not a mere black little Golden Core.

It was clearly a seed of hope!

If Jiang Fan’s Golden Core broke through to the Ninth Layer Perfection, and the Life Changing Jade Disc was not yet assembled.

He could continue refining the black core.

The higher it was refined, the greater the benefits upon breakthrough.

Of course.

If it was completed quickly, Jiang Fan could also start breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm directly.

There was no need to wait for the black core to be refined.

Its existence was only beneficial to Jiang Fan, with no adverse effects whatsoever.

“Sister Bi even left her master’s secret to me.”

Jiang Fan felt deeply grateful.

The only pity was.

The Tingxue Sword and the furnace remained inside; without the Flame Mark, no Divinity Transformation expert dared to venture into the relics casually.

Thinking of this.

He put away the blue seed.

Then he took out a small black box.

It was discovered beneath the plaza’s paving stones.

At that time, he exhausted his strength but could not open the lid.

Now, he used all his physical strength, twisting with all his might.

Unexpectedly.

With just a bit of force, the lid opened easily.

Jiang Fan almost stumbled from the uncontrolled strength.

“It opened so easily?”

Jiang Fan was a bit dazed.

In the relic, no matter what, the lid couldn’t be opened.

Could it be, this black box was under some kind of suppression in the relic?

He looked inside the black box.

Then his pupils shrunk in discovery.

The box contained a blue flame!

It was the flame used to enter the Divinity Transformation relics!!!

“Doesn’t this mean I can sneak back into the Divinity Transformation relics to take that furnace listed on the Hundred Spirit List?”

“And my Tingxue Sword?”

He never anticipated that the black box would contain such a thing!

His heart leaped with excitement.

“I’ll sneak in when the old tiger isn’t home!”

Jiang Fan chuckled quietly, tossing the black box into the Heavenly Thunder Stone.

Next were the Demon Infant Fruits.

A total of nine, possibly thousands of years in age.

Unfortunately, they could only be used by the Demon Race.

Jiang Fan thought of the Four Seas Demon Emperor but had no intention to give them yet.

From Qi Yin Master’s expression, he knew how precious these fruits were.

Before having self-protection, it was better not to reveal such things lightly.

Next came those mysterious small beans served as a side dish.

After returning to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, he could find an opportunity to have the Pavilion Master appraise them.

Finally, the Sword Box and the ten drops of Divinity Transformation Blood Essence.

But these weren’t to be taken out for study in front of the North Sea Demon Emperor.

In summary.

The gains from this trip were greater than all previous adventures combined.

The journey to Divinity Transformation relics was truly worth it!

Half a day later.

Beihai Palace.

The North Sea Demon Emperor was preparing a banquet, while Jiang Fan went straight to the treasure hall’s entrance.

From afar, he saw the slim Prince of Beihai.

He stood silently in the courtyard with an umbrella.

Waiting for Jiang Fan to return.

An umbrella in the sea?

This scene was indeed a bit strange.

Seeing Jiang Fan return, the Prince of Beihai smiled slightly and took the initiative to ask:

“Did you gain anything?”

Jiang Fan gratefully took out a Bodhi Seed that emitted a faint Buddha light.

“I owe it to the map you drew this time.”

“A small gesture, just accept it.”

The Prince of Beihai glanced at it and was slightly surprised: “A Bodhi Seed?”

“You better not let the White Horse Temple see it; they’ve been searching for the Bodhi Tree for countless years.”

“Since you have a Bodhi Seed, you must have seen a Bodhi Tree.”

“They will surely pursue you to inquire about the whereabouts of the Bodhi Tree.”

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes at him: “Then why don’t you quickly put it away?”

The Prince of Beihai shook his head slightly: “It’s too precious, I don’t want it…”

Jiang Fan quickly looked around, this Bodhi Seed wouldn’t be recognized by many on the continent.

But that might not be the case among the Sea Demon Clan.

If someone saw it being passed around, wouldn’t that be troublesome?

He yanked open the Prince of Beihai’s collar and tossed the Bodhi Seed inside.

“You’re such a nag!”

“Ah! How could you do that?” The Prince of Beihai quickly covered his collar.

His eyes giving Jiang Fan a scolding glance, his rosy lips tightly pursed.

A hint of resentment.

Seeing her startled look, Jiang Fan felt a bit uncomfortable.

“Hey, is it necessary to make such a fuss?”

“We’re both men.”

“You don’t suppose… you like men, do you?”

The Prince of Beihai, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, clenched the umbrella in his hand, wanting to turn and leave.

But ultimately, he couldn’t bear to miss out on the stories of the underworld.

Said displeased: “Don’t do that again in the future.”

Seeing his somewhat girlish demeanor, Jiang Fan got goosebumps.

This Prince of Beihai, perhaps really has some issues in certain areas.

He stepped back a few paces, keeping his distance, “Let’s talk in the pavilion.”

They moved to a nearby pavilion.

The two drank Spiritual Tea, slowly chatting.

“You said that female ghost is skilled at illusions and might capture the hearts of people?”

“And she also possesses the mysterious Yin Marrow Talisman?”

“Then she truly isn’t an ordinary gloomy entity. In my view, she seems like a remnant soul of some powerful figure.”

Jiang Fan’s heart stirred slightly.

The speaker had no intention.

He couldn’t help but think of the Six-Path Masters.

The other was also a remnant soul.

This Hua Xin, could it be a similar existence?

Next time, using the Soul-Suppressing Buddha Beads would reveal the truth.

If she is a soul, she will be especially fearful of the Soul-Suppressing Buddha Beads.

“As for the spiritual tablets in the mountain, it’s indeed very odd.”

“Since they are spiritual tablets, why hide them from people?”

“Are they afraid of someone knowing about these spiritual tablets?”

“Who are they evading?”

“And why do ancient texts about the so-called Spiritual Tablet Cave circulate outside, even with the key?”

“Did someone who guarded the spiritual tablets escape with a key?”

“Then where is he now?”

A series of questions bewildered Jiang Fan.

Many details he overlooked were brought up by the Prince of Beihai, making him aware of subtle abnormalities.

The spiritual tablets in the mountain indeed exuded a sense of mystery.

The person who took the key, where are they now?

And are there any descendants still alive?

Is he part of the Human Clan, or does he belong to the same race as those with horns on their heads?

The two guessed and speculated on these matters.

Not far away.

The Demon Emperor and Empress came together.

“Are you really not inviting Qingxuan?”

“For the banquet to entertain Jiang, I hope she could attend as a sign of respect.”

The Empress shook her head and sighed: “Forget it.”

“She certainly doesn’t want to come, and if we force her, she’d just sit there like a mute.”

“Wouldn’t that ruin Young Master Jiang’s interest?”

The Demon Emperor thought for a moment and agreed.

Even as her father, his daughter is too lazy to say a word to him.

The last time they had a conversation was half a year ago.

If he really invited her, and Jiang Fan asked something while she responded like a mute, wouldn’t Jiang Fan be put in a difficult position?

He sighed and said: “Across the Four Seas and the continent.”

“I fear there’s no one who can converse with her for a few words.”

“We should just…”

Suddenly.

He noticed the Empress stop in her tracks, looking ahead at the pavilion as if she’d seen a ghost.

He looked over carefully.

His old face froze directly!

The daughter who never liked speaking was talking non-stop with Jiang Fan.

Occasionally animated with excitement.

Full of joy and laughter.