After sending Jiang Fan back to Yuanwu, Wei San said to Wei Jiu, "You explain it to Yan Shuai yourself."
After learning the whole story, Yan Tianyang was filled with a chilling rage.
The air pressure inside the tent was so low that it was hard to breathe.
Wei Jiu didn't even dare to breathe loudly, " Yan Shuai, I... I did that for Great Xia, for--"
"Enough!"
A shout startled Wei Jiu, who immediately knelt on one knee.
"Your subordinate deserves to die! You shouldn't have acted on your own!"
Yan Tianyang stood up and walked to him.
"I asked you to protect Jiang Fan, but you made his injuries even worse. He didn't die at the hands of the Church of Justice, but he almost died at the hands of his own people. No wonder that kid harbors resentment."
" Yan Shuai, I truly didn't know he was your chosen successor. If I had known, I absolutely would not have laid a hand on him."
Wei Jiu's voice trembled, and his body trembled slightly as well.
At this moment, he clearly sensed that Yan Tianyang was angry, and was even more surprised that Yan Tianyang valued Jiang Fan so much.
"Your subordinate is willing to punish himself by going to the Outer Wilderness Zone, never to return."
Yan Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly, having already made up his mind.
"You don't need to go to the Outer Wilderness Zone anymore. Starting today, you will be stationed at the very bottom of the Heaven-Reaching Tower."
Upon hearing this, Wei Jiu's face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled even more violently than before.
Wei San, who was standing to the side, wanted to say a few words in support, but he knew Yan Tianyang's uncompromising nature.
In addition, there have been unusual movements coming from the bottom gate of the Heaven-Reaching Tower recently, and it was almost pushed open several times. If the guards hadn't worked together to suppress it in time, the gate might have actually been pushed open a crack.
Don't underestimate the power of even a tiny crack; the consequences could be immeasurable.
Thinking of this, Wei San could only say to himself that there was nothing he could do to help.
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, Your Majesty obeys."
Wei Jiu dared not disobey in the slightest, but it would be a lie to say that he felt no resentment at all.
He was the highest-ranking member of the Divine Wind Camp after the commander, yet the commander had banished him to the lowest level of the Heaven-Reaching Tower for a genius who had not yet matured. How could he not harbor resentment?
Jiang Fan, haha, Advanced Psychic, that's really impressive.
But he wants to see how far you can grow in the future, and whether you're worth Yan Shuai punishing him like this for your sake.
The scene changes.
Yuanwu Dormitory.
Jiang Fan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, regulating his breathing. His injuries had barely stabilized after taking the last Body Restoration Pill.
Now his spatial ring was Body Restoration Pill.
He should have asked for more Body Restoration Pill before Wei San left.
However, considering that the Spirit Weapon already belongs to him, it doesn't seem appropriate to ask for Body Restoration Pill from someone else.
However, given his current condition, while his other injuries have mostly healed, the main problem lies in the area where he was shot by the Pseudo Spirit Weapon. If he doesn't receive more Body Restoration Pill, it will likely take him even longer to fully recover.
Just as he was thinking this, a "beep" sounded from outside the door.
The fat man entered by pressing his fingerprint and pushing open the door.
You're back just in time!
"Fatty, I'd like to buy some Body Restoration Pill from you."
Before the fat man could even greet Jiang Fan, he suddenly heard him say this.
" Body Restoration Pill? Brother Fan, are you injured?"
As the fat man spoke, he looked Jiang Fan up and down with his big, beady eyes, his expression a mixture of worry, complexity, and strangeness.
Jiang Fan recalled his encounter with the fat man in the secret realm and worried that the fat man would suspect him, so he immediately denied it.
"I'm perfectly fine at school, how could I possibly be injured? It's just that I'm out of the Body Restoration Pill on my hand, and I wanted to buy some from you."
"Oh, I see. You scared me half to death. I thought you were injured. By the way, Brother Fan, how many Body Restoration Pill do you need? Just a few. You don't need to pay me; I'll give them to you."
The fat man took out seven or eight Body Restoration Pill from his spatial ring. He could have taken more, but knowing Jiang Fan's personality, he didn't want to take advantage of him, so he only took out a few.
"Only seven or eight, Brother Fan, don't bring up money with me, it really hurts our friendship."
Normally, if the fat man had said that, Jiang Fan wouldn't have brought up money again, but the problem was that these pills were simply not enough.
"That's not enough."
"Ah?"
The fat man looked at Jiang Fan with suspicion. Under normal circumstances, even if someone was cut so deeply by the alloy broadsword that the bone was visible, a single Body Restoration Pill would be enough to restore them.
Besides, they're in Yuanwu and don't have any missions to go to the Inner Wilderness Zone for the time being, so what would Jiang Fan need so many Body Restoration Pill for?
How much do you want?
Jiang Fan thought for a moment.
"Give me seven or eight hundred, a thousand or so."
"Hiss--"
The fat man gasped, staring at Jiang Fan with disbelief.
"A thousand pills! Brother Fan, are you going to eat Body Restoration Pill like they're food?!"
"Don't worry about whether I can eat or not, do you even have that much on you?"
"I originally had quite a few, but—" The fat man stopped mid-sentence.
The Zhou Family Secret Realm realm is not something to be discussed with outsiders. Although Jiang Fan is not an outsider to him, it's better for Jiang Fan not to know about this matter than for him to know.
"Cough cough."
The fat man cleared his throat and continued, "Wait a moment, I'll contact the Pill Pavilion and have them send it over."
Jiang Fan nodded, then frowned.
"If they ask you about it, don't say it was me."
The fat man gave an OK sign. Although he didn't know what Jiang Fan wanted these pills for, he was willing to give Jiang Fan anything he could.
Fortress No. 31.
Cemetery management office.
The Crazy Old Man kept glancing at his phone, his eyes filled with barely concealed anxiety.
Why haven't we heard anything from him yet? I wonder how that brat is doing now?
Although Jiang Fan was already Intermediate Psychic, countless forces and geniuses had come to the Zhou Family Secret Realm this time.
Especially the Church of Justice!
What if Jiang Fan gets hurt if he encounters them?
As for the Spirit Weapon, the Crazy Old Man never actually thought Jiang Fan would be able to obtain it.
Just as he analyzed, Jiang Fan just needs to avoid getting hurt by those people.
Ultimately, his decision to let Jiang Fan go to the secret realm was mainly for the sake of that Holy Son.
Just as the Crazy Old Man was getting impatient, the phone finally lit up.
Caller ID: Zhou Lingxing
"How is the situation now?"
As soon as the call connected, the Crazy Old Man immediately asked questions.
" Brother Thigh, the secret realm has closed, and the Spirit Weapon was taken by your disciple—by your people."
This is also one of the ways Zhou Lingxing Crazy Old Man's favor—he knows it but doesn't say it out loud.
"What?!"
The Crazy Old Man's voice suddenly rose, his face filled with disbelief.
After a moment's thought, he immediately asked, "Did you send your people to help him with all their might?"
When asked this question, Zhou Lingxing gave a sheepish, embarrassed smile.
"I did send someone in to give that order, but my men were killed by the Church of Justice as soon as they entered."