Upon hearing this, Fan Jin smiled and explained:
"The Heavenly Art has reached its peak. Even with Jiang Saint's talent, it's enough for him to cultivate for a considerable period of time. At that time, I, Fan, will personally present the subsequent content."
This is the Jimie Heavenly Technique; I believe the opponent won't be able to master it even in a year or two.
"You don't have any follow-up techniques."
Jiang Ping realized that the other party wasn't unwilling to reveal the follow-up to the Heavenly Art, but rather simply didn't possess it.
"My master hasn't given it to me yet."
Fan Jin gave a wry smile.
His master not only refused to share it with outsiders, but even his own Direct disciple, He, had not yet been able to obtain the complete Heavenly Art.
"Since the complete Heavenly Art is not available, this transaction is void, and the Spiritual Spring is returned to me."
Jiang Ping tossed the book to the other person and said coldly.
Innate Spiritual Spring is extremely rare in the world; if it were merely Incompleteness Heavenly Art, he would never have been able to produce it.
Fan Jin's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "But Jiang Saint, you have already read the contents of the Heavenly Art."
"Um?"
Jiang Ping frowned slightly, looked at the man, and said in a deep voice, "You dare to trade with me without the complete Heavenly Art, and now you're turning around and accusing me? Are you deliberately playing me?"
"I, Fan, would never dare to play tricks on Jiang Saint. Give me a month, and I will definitely deliver the subsequent cultivation techniques."
Fan Jin smiled apologetically, saying that he really had no intention of deceiving anyone and was in the business with sincerity.
He pledged in his own name that he would accept any punishment if he failed to fulfill the agreement.
However, Jiang Ping shook his head slightly, his voice growing colder:
"Either give me the subsequent cultivation method now, or return the Innate Spiritual Spring."
Fan Jin hesitated for a moment, then immediately requested:
"Jiang Saint, could you please be lenient with me? I, Fan, will be eternally grateful."
"Bring it here."
Jiang Ping reached out his hand, no longer uttering any more nonsense.
Offering him a meager skill for a deal—is that what you call sincerity?
Moreover, he has already killed more than one or two Peerless, so there's no need for such a minor saint to worry about him.
"Jiang Saint, you no longer need such resources. Why not grant my request? Once my son becomes Great Saint, he might become your right-hand man in the future."
Fan Jin said, gripping the jade bottle in his hand tighter.
He desperately needs this Innate Spiritual Spring. Once his child completes the Baptism, his chances of reaching the Great Saint Jimie are very high, and he will surely be able to easily surpass his master in the future.
Thump!
Suddenly, Jiang Ping's body trembled slightly, and the Palace was instantly shattered by a terrifying Qi Mechanism.
Fan Jin's expression changed drastically. A Dao Rhythm rose beneath his feet, allowing him to instantly travel nearly a hundred miles.
Clearly, he had no intention of returning the Innate Spiritual Spring he had obtained, but he kept repeating:
"Fan is indeed sincere and would not dare to deceive. He will surely apologize with a bundle of thorns on his back in a month or so, and will also offer up the remaining Heavenly Art."
"You dare to run away from me?"
Jiang Ping remained expressionless as he extended his right hand from the Void.
Boom!
Two hundred miles away, a colossal handprint covered the sky, its magnificent Qi Mechanism tearing through space, causing the Essence of All Things in the surrounding area to boil violently.
Below, Fan Jin arrived in front of a palace and shouted loudly:
"Senior Lin!"
Thump!
In an instant, it seemed as if Dao Sound resounded here, its lingering sound echoing amidst the rising purple qi mist.
Then, a tremendous surge of energy resurged, accompanied by a resounding high-pitched voice:
"It's Little Fan."
"Um?"
The creatures inside the palace initially thought the divine message above them came from Fan Jin, but they soon discovered that Fan Jin was being chased.
"Presumptuous!"
The terrifying sound waves swept across the sky and the ground, and the giant handprint instantly cracked.
A moment later, at the palace gate, Fan Jin saw the Senior Lin he had mentioned, an old man dressed in a crimson robe.
Looking at Fan Jin, whose face was still filled with lingering fear, the old man smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Your master is an old friend of mine. How could I possibly hurt you?"
He thought the other party was intimidated by his strength.
However, Fan Jin uttered a startling statement, his voice trembling as he said, "I have offended Jiang Saint."
"What?!"
The old man nearly fainted.
No, we've offended Jiang Saint, and now we're asking him for help? Isn't that just asking for trouble?
The old man stared at Fan Jin with a hostile expression, demanding an explanation.
The latter, his face contorted in bitterness, had no choice but to recount the events, which immediately provoked the old man to roar in anger:
"Are you blinded by greed? You even dare to deceive Jiang Saint!"
"It's not deception," Fan Jin quickly explained, adding that he would complete the subsequent training methods.
"You're really not afraid of death."
The old man's expression was complicated.
Jiang Saint's reputation was earned through sheer strength, and he was at the height of his power. Yet, the other party dared to do this, trading Incompleteness Heavenly Art for something else.
"That's an Innate Spiritual Spring!"
Fan Jin was somewhat excited.
Jiang Saint may very well break free from his cage in the future, and all the saints may be able to travel in spirit.
But in that case, his master's advantage would no longer exist.
The future leaders of Xuanxin Island will undoubtedly be the Supreme Experts attain sainthood through Heavenly Art.
Although he was exceptionally talented, there was no turning back.
However, the Fan Clan's foundation is still shallow, making it difficult for them to produce such outstanding individuals in later generations.
However, the Innate Spiritual Spring gave him hope.
If his offspring can complete the Saint Body, they will most likely become the Great Saint Jimie. Once they do, they will also have a place in the Fan Clan in the future.
Thinking of this, Fan Jin couldn't help but feel hopeful.
"Innate Spiritual Spring..." the old senior murmured slightly, then spread his hands:
"You can leave now, I can't handle this."
He didn't want to offend Jiang Ping for no reason.
Upon hearing this, Fan Jin quickly replied:
"Senior Lin, the Spiritual Spring I have should be enough for the two of them to complete their transformation."
A fleeting glint of greed crossed Lin Hai's eyes. He said, "I want half, right now."
"Senior is really asking for an exorbitant amount." Fan Jin's eyes changed slightly.
Tear!
Just then, a crack appeared in the sky, and a handsome young man stepped out.
"It's too late. Senior, please help me hold them off. I dare not go back on my word."
Fan Jin transmitted his voice, then waved his ethereal figure away, while simultaneously asking Jiang Ping for forgiveness.
Thump!
Jiang Ping remained silent and attacked again. Even though Fan Jin fled hundreds of miles in a short time, he was firmly locked down by the Covering the Sky Hand Seal.
Bang!
Before the handprint was even finished, the terrifying Qi Mechanism caused Fan Jin's body to bleed and crack.
"That's really strong."
Fan Jin's expression changed slightly. This supreme power was indeed somewhat similar to that of his master, and he was no match for him.
Just as the palm print was about to land, it suddenly vanished.
He was overjoyed, knowing that the senior had intervened and stopped Jiang Saint for him.
"There's no time to lose; let's go to the Imperial City first and have my son Baptism."
Fan Jin quickly headed towards the capital of the Great Zhou Imperial City, determined to finalize the deal.
Of course, he would definitely complete the subsequent cultivation methods for Jiang Ping. He would not break his promise. After his offspring Baptism, he would go to his master to Seeking the Law.
Once Jiang Ping obtains the complete cultivation technique, it's not advisable to pursue the matter further.
At the Saint Lin Dojo, Lin Hai looked at Jiang Ping and clasped his hands in greeting:
"Jiang Saint, I know Little Fan well. He always keeps his promises. He will definitely make Heavenly Art for you later. Could you please be lenient and forgive him this time?"
"This is the second time you've stopped me."
Jiang Ping's eyes were icy as he stared at the old man below.
Boom!
Not long after, a great battle broke out at the Saint Lin Dojo, alarming the Lin Lineage members and nearby creatures.
They looked up at the Martial Saint's Law of Heaven and Earth and couldn't help but show expressions of horror.
One of them was so enormous, standing ten thousand feet tall, seemingly reaching the heavens.
"I have only seen this kind of Dharma Image on one person."
Some people were terrified, and said in a trembling voice.
In the world today, there is only one person whose Dharma Image can reach ten thousand feet.
Lightning and Thunder Martial Saint!
However, the Dharma Image before them was not that of the Number One Under Heaven.
"Our Old Ancestor has reached the Seventh Heaven?!" Except for a few people, the rest of the Lin Lineage members were all dumbfounded, but then they were excited and overjoyed.