The Crazy Old Man was shocked again, "So—he obtained the Spirit Weapon through his own abilities?"
"Yes, he not only obtained the Spirit Weapon through his own abilities, but also fought his way through the surrounding areas, routing the Church of Justice. Even the Holy Son of the Church of Justice was no match for him," Zhou Lingxing.
The Crazy Old Man's mouth was wide open, wide enough to fit his fist inside.
" Brother Thigh, you're really not being fair. You asked me to help him, but you didn't tell me the whole truth."
Zhou Lingxing's tone was full of resentment.
"Huh? What's the truth?"
The Crazy Old Man asked, completely bewildered. He hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and hearing such inexplicable words made his mind go blank.
"That's naturally his status as Spirit Master. You only told me he's Spirit Master Spirit Master, but you didn't say what level he is."
"You mean this? I didn't tell you he was Intermediate Psychic because I didn't want to surprise you too much."
The Crazy Old Man's words were filled with pride. His apprentice had become Intermediate Psychic at such a young age; how could he not be proud?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Lingxing his lip.
"Even at a time like this, you're still hiding it?"
"Huh?" The Crazy Old Man was a little confused.
What was he hiding? What was he concealing?
"I know everything. He's clearly Advanced Psychic."
Zhou Lingxing's words caused the Crazy Old Man's brain to freeze instantly.
"Hey? Brother Thigh? Are you still listening, Brother Thigh?"
"Beep!"
After hanging up the phone, the Crazy Old Man couldn't wait to call Jiang Fan.
As soon as the call connected, he started yelling.
"You brat! You advanced to Advanced Psychic and kept it from me! Do you think I'm an outsider?"
The Crazy Old Man's chest heaved with anger, and his beard flew wildly.
Jiang Fan felt a sharp pain in his eardrums, moved his phone slightly away, and looked towards the bathroom.
The fat man just went into the bathroom; he probably won't be out for a while.
Are you mute? Speak!
Jiang Fan moved his phone further away. Even if he couldn't see the Crazy Old Man, he could imagine the Crazy Old Man spitting everywhere.
"Ahem, I also just advanced before entering the secret realm, I haven't had a chance to say so yet."
"Pah! I don't believe a single word you say! You're doing this on purpose! Trying to scare me!"
Jiang Fan grinned. He had to admit, the Crazy Old Man had guessed his thoughts correctly.
Before the Crazy Old Man could continue his outburst, Jiang Fan immediately changed the subject.
"You call and immediately start accusing me, without even showing any concern for your cheap apprentice's injuries."
"Injuries? You're injured?" The Crazy Old Man was taken aback.
"Yes, and he was seriously injured."
"Don't try to fool me. How can someone so seriously injured have so much energy?"
"Do I need to bluff you? Didn't the Zhou Family tell you that I was shot right through the heart by a Pseudo Spirit Weapon?"
"What did you say? Pseudo Spirit Weapon?"
The Crazy Old Man felt a surge of tension. "Good heavens, that old bastard Zhou Lingxing, he didn't even mention such a big thing to me!"
In fact, the Crazy Old Man had really wronged Zhou Lingxing. He had wanted to say something just now, but the Crazy Old Man hung up the phone too quickly.
"It was indeed Pseudo Spirit Weapon. The situation was quite chaotic at the time, and I was caught off guard, allowing that Holy Son of the Church of Justice to successfully ambush me."
Jiang Fan didn't mention the specifics of how chaotic the situation was.
He couldn't very well say that he was caught off guard and confused when a woman hugged him, which is why he was ambushed.
Do you have any extra Body Restoration Pill?
That's right, that's why Jiang Fan cried his heart out to the Crazy Old Man.
In his view, the Crazy Old Man was a nouveau riche who could take any alloy weapon of all levels at will, and he must have also hoarded a lot of various elixirs.
"I don't have many pills," the Crazy Old Man said, frowning.
"How could that be?" Jiang Fan didn't believe it. "You're not just reluctant to part with him, are you? What's there to be reluctant about? I'll take care of you when you're old and gray."
The Crazy Old Man's lips twitched; this kid just didn't want him to have a good time.
"No, there isn't!"
"Really not?"
"No!" the Crazy Old Man raised his voice impatiently. "I'm not you. With my strength, who do you think could hurt me? I don't need that thing!"
Although it sounded a bit cheeky, Jiang Fan believed it.
"Oh, in that case, I'll hang up then."
"Hey, you little rascal, you really don't get up early for nothing, and you run away when there's no profit. I may not have any, but Xiao Yan definitely has some. I'll have him send someone to deliver a lot to you later."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter.
Have you had dinner? Do you want me to order some takeout for you?
The Crazy Old Man rolled his eyes at the ceiling, not knowing what to say next.
"Forget about takeout. What delivery guy would dare accept an order for takeout in the middle of the night?"
Jiang Fan imagined that when the delivery guy saw the address was a cemetery, he probably thought it was placed by some starving ghost.
"Alright, enough chit-chat, I have a question for you—"
At this point, the Crazy Old Man unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.
"Have you seen the appearance of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice?"
Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow; he knew that this was what the Crazy Old Man cared about most.
"I saw it."
The Crazy Old Man's fingers tightened around his phone even more.
"Is he handsome?"
"Hmm... how should I put it? Perhaps 'beautiful' is a more fitting word than 'handsome'?"
"What's the meaning?"
Do you want me to tell you the truth?
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"She looks like a woman."
"?"
"But she doesn't seem like a woman anymore."
"?"
The Crazy Old Man blinked, then blinked again.
"What are you talking about? Stop playing games with me and tell me clearly!"
Hearing the Crazy Old Man's extremely anxious tone, Jiang Fan stopped teasing him.
"It's because he looked effeminate, and then a woman who appeared out of nowhere disfigured him, so he no longer looks like a woman, or more accurately, he no longer looks like a human."
After a long silence, the Crazy Old Man spoke again.
Do you think it could be him?
Jiang Fan shrugged. "I haven't met that person before, but I don't think it's him."
"Oh? You yourself said you've never seen him, so how can you be so sure it's not him?" the Crazy Old Man asked curiously.
"... That's how it all happened." Jiang Fan roughly recounted the story of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice to the Crazy Old Man.
"To be honest, this Holy Son of the Church of Justice is indeed very talented. Not only is he unparalleled in archery, but he is also an extremely talented Beast Tamer. It's just that his character is too wicked, and his temperament is just so-so. I don't think such a peerless figure could have fallen into such a state even if he were reincarnated, right?"
The Crazy Old Man nodded thoughtfully.
"Then it's not him. Just as you said, if his reincarnation had degenerated to this state, he could have easily committed suicide."
At this point, the Crazy Old Man suddenly remembered something very important.
"You have the Spirit Weapon?"
"Um."
"You little rascal, I didn't expect you to actually bring out Spirit Weapon."
Although the Crazy Old Man had already heard Zhou Lingxing say it before, he was still somewhat shocked when Jiang Fan admitted it himself.
"I'm very curious, how did you do that?"
Speaking of Spirit Weapon, Jiang Fan happened to have something he wanted to ask him.
"I remember you once said that the Spirit Weapon was refined by that person, and ordinary people cannot use it."
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"But the Spirit Weapon has been unsealed."