Peace returned.
It was as if nothing had ever happened.
Jiang Fan stood there in mid-air, staring blankly at the back of the figure in front of him, until the other person slowly turned around.
Looking at that beautiful face that had matured, I was momentarily at a loss for how to react.
At that moment, Wang Yao swiftly reached out and ripped off Jiang Fan's mask with lightning speed.
not good!
By the time Jiang Fan realized what was happening, it was too late; the mask was already in Wang Yao's hand.
"What do you have to say now?"
Wang Yao raised the mask in her hand, her face beaming with a bright and radiant smile.
The young Wang Yao and the mature Wang Yao have similar faces; the difference lies more in their social status than in their captivating charm.
The former was just the fat man's cousin, a direct descendant of the Wang Family.
The latter is the fat man's ancestor, the biggest person in charge behind the Pill Pavilion, and an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years.
Therefore, Jiang Fan's feelings in the face of Wang Yao were simply difficult to express in human language.
After a long pause, he finally spoke.
"Okay, I admit it, I am that Advanced Psychic from the Zhou Family Secret Realm."
Having said that, without giving Wang Yao a chance to interject, he quickly continued:
"But as I said before, you've really mistaken me for someone else. I have absolutely no connection with that person. As for Big Black, it only mutated because it accidentally absorbed the essence of the Crimson Flame Phoenix. And as for the Spirit Weapon, I really don't know why it suddenly unsealed itself."
As for that sword technique, I wasn't lying. As I unsealed the Spirit Weapon, a figure suddenly appeared in my mind, constantly demonstrating the sword moves to me.
According to the Crazy Old Man, it should be the sword technique legacy that was deliberately left inside the Spirit Weapon.
It's all just a coincidence. You—cough cough—you are the Supreme Elder of the Pill Pavilion, I believe that after hearing what I have to say, you will have some judgment in your heart."
"Mmm." Wang Yao opened her eyes with utmost sincerity and nodded with utmost sincerity.
"Of course I have my own judgment."
"It's you, you are him."
Jiang Fan "..."
A gust of wind blew by, Jiang Fan felt a strange sense of helplessness, as if he didn't want to speak.
"Whoosh--" The sound of something flying at high speed broke the silence.
The Little Turtle carried the fat man at top speed, and when it saw Wang Yao's current appearance, its big eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"You... you... you—how could you forcibly break the secret technique? You know the consequences of forcibly breaking the secret technique!"
The Little Turtle spoke with a mixture of anger and anxiety, circling around Wang Yao as it spoke.
Wang Yao smiled, her face completely indifferent, and then glanced at Jiang Fan with a knowing look in her eyes.
"That guy almost hurt him just now, how could I allow anyone to lay a finger on him?"
These words made Jiang Fan frown slightly.
Although he almost got into trouble because he saved Wang Yao, and Wang Yao has always been quite eccentric, she still forcibly broke the secret technique for his sake. Even though he didn't know what kind of secret technique Wang Yao used or what serious consequences it would cause, it was still necessary to show concern.
"Senior, you--"
He was interrupted as soon as he spoke.
"Why call me 'senior'? Just call me Yaoyao, like before."
Seeing Wang Yao's expectant look, Jiang Fan's words of concern were instantly swallowed up.
"Ancestor, I think you've really mistaken him for someone else. Brother Fan can't possibly be that person! I swear! I guarantee it with my integrity!"
The fat man couldn't stand it any longer, but as soon as he said that, he met a pair of sharp, scrutinizing eyes.
" Xiao Sanjin, tell me honestly, did you already know he was the Advanced Psychic in the Zhou Family Secret Realm?"
The fat man felt guilty after being asked that question, and before he could think of a good answer, Wang Yao asked it again.
Was it the time you were ambushed?
Having been guessed correctly again, the fat man hung his head, unsure how to react in front of his ancestor.
"I watched you grow up. So you're admitting it? Fine, Xiao Sanjin, you've changed. You're no longer as obedient to me as before, and you've even conspired with an outsider to deceive me. Oh wait, how can he be an outsider? He's family. But even if he's family, you can't conspire with your own family to deceive your ancestor."
In the end, Wang Yao pretended to be sad.
But it looks very fake.
After the performance, Wang Yao looked at the Little Turtle again, her eyebrows raised in delight.
"Am I right? He is that Advanced Psychic."
After learning about Jiang Fan from the Crazy Old Man, she didn't tell the Little Turtle directly because she wanted the Little Turtle to see it for itself, so it wouldn't be able to deny it anymore.
With the Little Turtle's keen eyesight, it saw what had happened before it even arrived.
They also saw Wang Yao remove the mask that had appeared in the Zhou Family Secret Realm from Jiang Fan's face.
"But even if he is Spirit Master, it doesn't mean he's the master. You can ask him if you don't believe me."
The moment the words left his mouth, the Little Turtle flashed to Jiang Fan's side, its turtle eyes staring at him so intently they looked like dead fish eyes.
"Boy, tell her yourself that you are not the reincarnation of my master."
Jiang Fan shrugged, his tone quite helpless.
"I told her, and I really meant it, but she just won't believe me, and there's nothing I can do."
The Little Turtle immediately looked at Wang Yao, "Did you hear that? He said he's not."
"Men's words are deceitful; isn't it right that I don't believe them?"
Wang Yao's words choked the Little Turtle to death.
It took a while to restart the machine. He nudged Jiang Fan with his tortoise shell, sending him crashing directly in front of Wang Yao, and said in a commanding tone:
"I don't care, you have to convince her today! This is your fault."
Jiang Fan really wanted to roll his eyes at the Little Turtle, but since he couldn't beat it, he could only roll his eyes in his mind.
Although he was speechless about the Little Turtle, he still agreed with what the Little Turtle said.
In any case, we must find a way to persuade Wang Yao, otherwise we can't keep being pestered by the Supreme Elder of the Pill Pavilion, can we?
"I--"
Just as Jiang Fan opened his mouth, Wang Yao suddenly clutched her chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed limply towards him.
"Hey, this!"
Faced with this sudden situation, Jiang Fan quickly reached out and grabbed Wang Yao's shoulders, supporting her while preventing her from taking advantage of him by falling into his arms.
"Oh no! It's a backlash!" the Little Turtle cried out anxiously.
" Little Fatty, hurry up, feed your ancestor the pills."
The fat man reacted quickly, immediately taking out a handful of Body Restoration Pill and holding them to Wang Yao's lips.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Yao showed no intention of taking the medicine. Instead, she looked at Jiang Fan with flirtatious eyes.
"Feed me, or I won't eat."
Jiang Fan "..."
Fatty "..."
" Little Turtle..."