Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 972: Chapter 972: Clouds Gather from All Directions

Her heart was pounding, her mind was a blank.𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

She hurriedly tugged at the black dress that had creased from sitting too long, and brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen over her forehead.

Flustered, she said, ”Oh oh, I’ll... I’ll be right there.”

Her mind was in chaos, completely at a loss for what to do.

Nervously, she approached the door, her palms shaking as she opened it.

But outside stood only an elderly member of the Imperial Family with a seemingly playful smile.

He smiled and said, ”Sorry, I spilled the beans.”

”A letter from Jiang Fan has arrived.”

The Old Dream Demon Emperor’s tense body suddenly relaxed as she leaned against the doorframe, full of embarrassment and annoyance:

”Clan Elder, don’t joke about Jiang Fan in the future!”

Her heart was still racing wildly at the moment.

Her palms were sweaty.

Only heaven knew how scared she had been just now.

”You’ve been too tired lately, just playing a joke to lighten your mood.”

Lighten up?

She was nearly scared to death, okay?

She really didn’t know how to face Jiang Fan anymore.

Looking at the letter the Clan Elder handed over, she realized it was in the Demon Race’s language and knew the Clan Elder was still teasing her.

”Is this a letter from the Demon Race?”

A huge wave of disappointment flooded her heart.

The Clan Elder smiled and said, ”It’s about Jiang Fan.”

Her disappointed heart started beating again, and she hurriedly opened the letter.

”On the tenth of January, in Northland, Jiang Fan will undergo the Heavenly Tribulation.”

Her eyes showed surprise: ”He’s undergoing the tribulation so soon?”

”I must go and see.”

”Clan Elder, at that time, I’ll rely on you eight elders to take care of matters in the South Sea.”

The Clan Elder slightly nodded and said, ”Go ahead, stay a few more days if you need to.”

”Just pay attention to safety measures.”

Hm?

The Old Dream Demon Emperor was stunned.

Safety measures?

What does that mean?

West Sea.

The Great Sun Demon Emperor held a letter in one hand and rubbed his bald head hard with the other.

”Unbelievable!”

”Last time he came to me, he was just at the Jiedan Eighth Layer, and now he’s about to undergo the tribulation?”

”My sworn brother truly is a dragon among men!”

”Where’s the Crown Prince? Call him over, let him see how diligent his Uncle Jiang is in cultivation.”

An old Turtle Demon coughed and said, ”Reporting to the Demon Emperor.”

”The Crown Prince is with the widow octopus in the North, and won’t be back anytime soon.”

The Great Sun Demon Emperor was infuriated, shouting angrily: ”That forgetful fool!”

”The Human Clan produces true dragons, while we in the West Sea produce nothing but vermin!”

”Jiang Fan is facing the heavenly tribulation; he’s pursuing women!”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed an iron rod and roared in anger:

”I’ll surely break his third leg!”

North Sea.

The Tearful Demon Emperor held a letter from Taicang State, tears streaming down as he read it.

The Empress rolled her eyes: ”What’s there to cry about?”

”She’s entered a Divine Sect as a disciple; this is a wonderful thing to celebrate!”

The Tearful Demon Emperor wiped his tears and nodded repeatedly: ”You’re right, you’re right!”

At this moment.

Mu Ziyu came in with great excitement: ”Demon Emperor, Empress, a letter from the Demon Race, Jiang Fan, Young Master Jiang, will undergo the heavenly tribulation on January tenth in the Northland.”

What?

The Empress was incredibly surprised: ”He’s undergoing the tribulation this soon?”

The Tearful Demon Emperor’s eyes, just dried, became moist again: ”Good, good!”

”My sworn brother has finally reached the day of tribulation as well.”

”I must go and see.”

Baihua Valley.

Demon Moon sealed fresh osmanthus flowers and looked up towards a woman under the peach blossom tree, who was so beautiful she didn’t seem of this world, and said, ”Mother, Jiang Fan is about to undergo the tribulation.”

”Will he make it through?”

Spirit Sound held a brush, dipping it into the light pink ink soaked with peach blossoms.

She gently wrote line after line in elegant script.

Quietly finishing, she folded the paper and placed it into an envelope, her voice airy: ”Concerned about him?”

Demon Moon pouted: ”I’m worried the lightning might kill him and implicate me!”

Spirit Sound calmly said, ”I don’t know either.”

”However, if he succeeds, I can give him a gift.”

Her beautiful eyes shifted to a shadowy corner of the valley.

A gigantic tiger emitted an aura of Ninth Layer Perfection in Core Formation.

It was none other than the Sky-devouring Tiger Demon King, who had vanished completely.

Taicang State.

A clear crescent-shaped lake.

In the center of the lake, there was an island.

A snow-white tower cast a clear and beautiful reflection on the lake’s surface.

”Master, were you looking for me?”

At the top of the tower.

A woman in a pale yellow dress, her skin white as jade, leaned elegantly on a deck chair.

She held a book in her hands, reading quietly.

The book covered her face, hiding her features.

Yet her snow-white, sculpture-like skin and her tall, graceful figure made it hard to look away.

But Chen Jing bowed his head, not daring to show a hint of disrespect.

Because, above the back of her head, a divine ring hovered.

She was Chen Jing’s master.

The True Word Venerable.

”Have you heard about the White Horse Temple incident?” The True Word Venerable’s voice was slow and languid.

Chen Jing’s face showed a hint of complexity: ”I have.”

”Jiang Fan of the continent brought the Connecting Sky Black Pillar to White Horse Temple, forcing them to expel a Demon Emperor who had entered Buddhism, and then publicly executed him.”

The True Word Venerable commented: ”I heard, he is from the Green Cloud Sect?”

”Is he your fellow disciple?”

Comparison is always dreaded.

Jiang Fan first made his name on the Heavenly Ascending Ancient Road, and then there were rumors of him boldly retrieving an enemy at the White Horse Temple, killing right in front of the Bodhisattvas and Vajras.

Such achievements were beyond what Chen Jing dared or could accomplish.

Embarrassed, he said: ”Master, I left the Green Cloud Sect eight years ago.”

”I am no longer considered a disciple, hence not truly his fellow.”

The True Word Venerable set the book down, gently covering her face.

”I’m somewhat curious about the Green Cloud Sect.”

”Clearly a small sect, yet producing such outstanding disciples.”

These words, to Chen Jing, felt uncomfortable.

One more outstanding than the other?

Could Jiang Fan be more outstanding than him?

Jiang Fan hasn’t even faced the tribulation yet!

”Master, do you think Jiang Fan is more outstanding than your disciple?”

The True Word Venerable remained silent for a while, usually, a master would comfort the disciple in such inquiries.

But the True Word Venerable said honestly: ”He surpasses you.”

Chen Jing felt indignant; how could his master think his Four Apertures Nascent Soul was inferior to a Core Formation like Jiang Fan!

This person, who might not ever reach the Nascent Soul Realm, how could he be better?

”You go to the continent and invite him to meet me,” the True Word Venerable said.

Chen Jing showed surprise and asked: ”Master, are you planning to take him as a disciple?”

Rarely did he hear his master praise someone.

Even rarer was for her to make comparisons with him.

The True Word Venerable replied candidly: ”You are not his equal.”

Chen Jing relaxed, suddenly remembering that Jiang Fan was a listed disciple of Venerate Xinnie.

However, matters discussed by Divinity Transformation and the Bodhisattvas were off-limits to him, yet Jiang Fan could participate among them?

He could hardly believe he was inferior to a Core Formation practitioner.