However, it underestimated Jiang Fan's acting skills.
Regarding his acting skills, he said that when he acted seriously, he even believed it himself.
The large peach tree, unable to discern any clues, became even more agitated. In an attempt to suppress its emotions, its facial expression became extremely distorted, even somewhat ferocious.
"What proof do you have?"
Seeing that the other party seemed to have taken the bait, Jiang Fan's eyes revealed a hint of joy.
Very good!
But we still need to keep up the good work.
So he raised the Spirit Weapon in his hand, which was glowing with a purple light.
"No one but me can wield this Spirit Weapon."
At this point, Jiang Fan seemed to remember something and added a sentence.
"Except for the head of the Zhou Family family, after all, he used it for a period of time as well."
Jiang Fan clearly saw that after he finished speaking, the peach tree's expression became even more distorted.
Seeing this, he became even more certain of his guess.
"You—you—you—what exactly—your aura is wrong, your appearance is wrong, and your age doesn't match—could it be that Master succeeded? Has he been reincarnated?"
The old peach tree's words sounded more like a soliloquy. At the same time, it widened its cloudy old eyes and stared intently at Jiang Fan, looking him up and down, trying to see a trace of that person in him.
Looking at Jiang Fan's face again, it was completely covered up.
The next second, the oppressive aura was suddenly released, instantly shattering all the coverings on Jiang Fan's face and revealing a handsome and imposing face.
"Hmm, he is handsome, but—but not as Yingjun and charming as his master, who is loved by everyone, admired by all, and appealing to both men and women, young and old..."
The peach tree felt a flood of praise for its owner; if it were allowed to keep talking, it could go on for three days and three nights.
Although the peach tree's self-talk wasn't very loud, Jiang Fan could still hear it clearly.
He had heard this countless times from the Crazy Old Man and the Little Turtle; to be honest, he was already used to it.
"Boom boom boom--"
The deafening roar of the bombardment still echoed overhead.
The big peach tree's thoughts were interrupted. It looked up and let out a cold snort.
"If I weren't still recovering from serious injuries, would this brat have dared to shit on my head?"
Is this big peach tree injured?
Jiang Fan was horrified. If he was this powerful even injured, wouldn't he have died eight hundred times over if he hadn't been injured?
Thinking about this, Jiang Fan felt incredibly fortunate for his wisdom.
If he hadn't been quick-witted and impersonated that person, his own body would probably be cold by now.
Oh no, there probably wasn't even a trace left.
Just as Jiang Fan was thinking this, the big peach tree's complicated gaze fell on him again, as well as on the Spirit Weapon in his hand.
After a long silence, he spoke again.
Do you know who the original owner of this Spirit Weapon was?
The giant peach tree still couldn't quite believe that the young man before it was the person it had been longing for day and night. Perhaps he had just happened to obtain the Spirit Weapon and then happened to unseal it.
As clever as Jiang Fan was, he immediately realized that the big peach tree was trying to trick him.
"I told you, this Spirit Weapon is mine, it always has been."
His tone was firm, and his face showed no sign of wavering.
The big peach tree narrowed its eyes to slits and remained silent for a long while.
"You mean, you're that person."
Jiang Fan didn't answer directly, but straightened his back, the answer was self-evident.
The big peach tree's eyes narrowed even more. "Since you say you are that person, why don't you recognize me?"
Wang Yao had already prepared the answer to this question for him.
So Jiang Fan quoted Wang Yao as saying, "Having been reincarnated as a human again, I am not yet fully awakened, and I have not yet recovered most of my memories from my previous life."
Jiang Fan spoke these words without batting an eye or breaking a sweat, and without the slightest stutter, probably because he had heard Wang Yao say them so many times.
"Is that really the case?" the big peach tree muttered to itself again, its eyes lowered in deep thought.
A few seconds later, she raised her eyes again, looked at Jiang Fan, and asked, "Besides this Spirit Weapon, what else can prove your identity?"
What else? Jiang Fan was anxious. He wasn't that person at all; what else did he have to prove he was—
etc!
Jiang Fan suddenly remembered that the Little Turtle had kept asking him about Big Black.
Big Black has the aura of Crimson Flame Phoenix; maybe we can fool him.
"Then you'd better watch carefully!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fan slapped the ground with one hand. With the appearance of a summoning circle, a large yellow dog with wings and a fiery veil appeared in the circle.
"This! This!!!"
The giant peach tree suddenly moved its body and instantly appeared in front of Big Black, startling Big Black so much that all of Big Black's golden hair popped out and it made a whimpering sound.
That's terrifying! If its owner hadn't been there, it probably would have run away long ago.
" Xiao Yan! No! That's not right! You—who exactly are you? How can you have Xiao Yan's aura on you?!"
"Ahem." Jiang Fan cleared his throat. "Well, you could say that Big Black is the successor of the Crimson Flame Phoenix, oh no, the inheritor beast?"
After saying all that, Jiang Fan thought of another way to falsely prove his identity.
"Let me show you another set of sword techniques."
And so, to the astonished and excited gaze of the giant peach tree, Jiang Fan unleashed a set of exquisite sword techniques.
Just as he finished his move, the old peach tree's tearful face appeared in front of him instantly, and then he was entangled by two branches that looked like arms.
"Master~ Master~ Little Tree has finally met you!"
The cries were so heart-wrenching, they were enough to break the hearts of anyone who heard them and weep at the sight.
"Relax--relax--quickly let go!"
Jiang Fan's face turned red from being strangled by the tree branch; he was afraid he would be cut in two on the spot if it continued.
Seeing Jiang Fan's near-breathlessness, the big peach tree felt like slapping itself twice and quickly let go.
"I'm so sorry, Master! I forgot that you're so fragile right now, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
Jiang Fan's lips twitched violently. He felt an unprecedented humiliation, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Having finally managed to fool this terrifyingly powerful peach tree, we absolutely mustn't court disaster.
Composing himself, Jiang Fan continued to perform his Oscar-worthy acting, scrutinizing the large peach tree with a questioning look.
"You're the Brother Peach the Little Turtle was talking about?"
Upon hearing the name "Little Turtle," the big peach tree's eyes lit up.
"You've already seen the Little Turtle?"
"Yes." Jiang Fan nodded, "We only recently recognized each other."
"I'm so envious of the Little Turtle; it found you before I did."
The envy on the big peach tree's face was genuine, even revealing a hint of jealousy.
"So, you must be Peach Fruit Old Man?" Jiang Fan asked.
Jiang Fan only learned about the name "Peach Fruit Old Man" from the Crazy Old Man.
The Holy Lord of the Church of Justice Sect has four contracted beasts, which are the four Divine Beast of the Church of Justice.
They are the Crimson Flame Phoenix, the Black Tortoise Black Tortoise Baxia, the Peach Fruit Old Man, and one that even the Crazy Old Man has never seen before.