Chapter 1317: Chapter 1327: Godmother

Jiang Fan smiled wryly and handed the saw-tooth sword back: "Then I’ll give it back to you, okay?"

Venerable Lianjing was even more exasperated, chastising:

"Is this really about the sword?"

"How many times have you deceived me? Can you even count?"

Jiang Fan held up one hand: "Five times, at most five times!"

Venerable Lianjing was both angry and amused: "Do you think that’s not enough?"

A venerable at the level of the Heavenly Person Four Declines was deceived four times by someone at the Nascent Soul Realm!

Nobody would believe it if you said it out loud!

However, Jiang Fan managed to fool even the Five-star Giant King and Wu Gou Venerable into total confusion.

Wu Gou Venerable was even tricked to death by him.

Thinking of this, Venerable Lianjing felt more balanced, and being duped by this scoundrel wasn’t that shameful after all.

"You little scoundrel, dare to deceive me like this? Do you know what the punishment should be?"

Venerable Lianjing flew over, raising her hand.

Jiang Fan quickly said: "Don’t hit me, I have the Sage’s Engraving on me."

The anticipated pain didn’t come, Venerable Lianjing just gently patted his shoulder.

Venerable Lianjing sighed: "If I wanted to teach you a lesson, I’d have done it in the city long ago, why would I follow you till now?"

"Even though you deceived me, you genuinely saved me."

"Even Xingyuan Venerable couldn’t restore my domain, but you did, surely using an astronomical amount of invaluable resources."

"So, keep the saw-tooth sword as a gift from me."

Jiang Fan touched his nose and looked at her sideways: "You old woman, you can be quite understanding at times!"

Venerable Lianjing chuckled in exasperation: "One moment I’m ’Lady Venerable,’ the next I’m ’old woman’!"

"From now on, you can’t call me that anymore, start calling me godmother!"

She had specially followed Jiang Fan here, intending to make him her godson.

Jiang Fan saved her several times, and a mere saw-tooth sword was not enough to repay the favor, so she planned to protect Jiang Fan from now on.

Jiang Fan kept shaking his head: "I don’t want it!"

He didn’t want to get involved with Young Emperor Mountain.

Venerable Lianjing chuckled: "It’s the first time I’ve ever considered taking a godson, and I’m being refused?"

"I insist on it!"

As she spoke, she used Instantaneous Movement to appear behind Jiang Fan.

Pinning him down on a cloud, she said: "Call me godmother!"

Jiang Fan struggled: "A forced son isn’t sweet!"

Venerable Lianjing laughed: "But it quenches thirst!"

"Call me quickly, or I’ll take back the saw-tooth sword, and you can forget about getting back the Luck Transfer Lock."

Tsk!

Almost forgot, the Luck Transfer Lock was still with Venerable Lianjing.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Fan reluctantly said:

"Then don’t mention to anyone from Young Emperor Mountain that you have a godson."

Venerable Lianjing found the request a bit odd.

She had initially intended to advise the Young Emperor to take good care of his sworn younger brother, Jiang Fan.

But since Jiang Fan requested it, he must have his reasons, so she nodded: "Okay."

"I won’t spread the word for now."

Only then did Jiang Fan, with a grudging expression, awkwardly call out: "Godmother."

Venerable Lianjing tapped his forehead with her finger: "So many young venerables want to call me godmother, yet I disdain them."

"But you’re the one disdaining me!"

"I’m a top-class expert at the Heavenly Person Four Declines!"

While complaining, she took out the Luck Transfer Lock, also took out a Thunder Token with thunder covering it, and tossed them both to Jiang Fan:

"If faced with danger, crush the Thunder Token, and I will come as quickly as I can."

"Hardly do I accept a godson, don’t go getting yourself killed."

Jiang Fan caught the two items, holding the Thunder Token, his heart warmed slightly.

Actually, from the beginning, Venerable Lianjing had looked out for him as her junior.

Now she was treating him as a godson.

He nodded: "Thank you, godmother."

He thought of the merit given to him by the Silver Apricot Tree and considered whether to give it to his godmother.

She had been running around just to find merit.

But he didn’t know whom she intended to give the merit to, which made Jiang Fan dismiss the idea.

The merit of Venerate Wutong, he only wanted to give to someone he could fully trust.

For now, Xingyuan Venerable seemed a suitable choice, but his complex family relationships made Jiang Fan unsure.

So, he decided to wait and see.

If there was no better Great Venerate, then he could give it to Xingyuan Venerable later on.

Venerable Lianjing showed a benevolent smile: "Then godmother is off, take care."

"You take care too, godmother."

As he watched Venerable Lianjing depart, Jiang Fan stowed away the Thunder Token and Luck Transfer Lock.

Not long after.

Hunyuan State, Qintian Bureau.

Jiang Fan had just flown to the central main island when he heard a voice full of timeless sorrow.

"Separated by life and death for ten years, not thinking but hard to forget, nowhere to speak of lament!"

"Jinghong, it’s been ten years, why can’t I forget you?"

"Why are you so cruel to leave me alone in this world?"

Jiang Fan was shocked, and looked in the direction of the voice.

On a small mound.

A young man in a blue robe, with messy long hair, leaned against an ancient grave, drinking alone.

His eyes brimmed with tears, an infinite sense of sorrow.

Jiang Fan also felt his desolation, and based on the voice, guessed his identity.

It was none other than the one who, in the Connecting Sky Black Pillar, ultimately shattered Wu Gou’s remnant soul — the Great Wine Sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, this Great Wine Sacrifice, like Venerate Wutong, had an unresolved, unrequited love.

The difference was, the Great Wine Sacrifice’s lover lay at rest beside him.

He was trapped in sorrow, unable to extricate himself.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward gently cupping his hands: "Junior Jiang Fan from Taicang State, thanks the Great Wine Sacrifice for your life-saving grace."

The Great Wine Sacrifice, reeking of alcohol, stood up and patted his shoulder:

"Longing for a distant land, a futile gaze of mountains and rivers, falling flowers with wind and rain hurt the spring, better cherish those before you."

"Young man, cherish those around you."

"Don’t wait until they’re gone to regret what’s lost."

Jiang Fan was deeply moved.

This Great Wine Sacrifice is truly a man of profound feelings.

In comparison, Jiang Fan felt a sense of guilt.

He had so many close female friends, while the Great Wine Sacrifice was so affectionate.

The Great Wine Sacrifice tilted his head, drank another mouthful, and staggered to the other side of the mound.

"Xun Yan, it’s been twenty years, why can’t I forget you?"

"Do you know how I’ve managed over these years?"

What?

Jiang Fan was stunned.

He climbed to the top of the hill and looked down.

The other side of the small hill, was an even older grave.

No, as the hill stretched, there were graves everywhere.

The Great Wine Sacrifice would weep at one grave and then move to the next.

"Ziling, it’s been thirty years, why can’t I forget you?"

"Miao Hai, it’s been forty years, why can’t I forget you?"

"Pan’er, it’s been fifty years, why can’t I forget you?"

...

Jiang Fan looked at the dense, countless graves, his forehead veins throbbing.

This scoundrel, how many women has he loved deeply over a thousand years?

No wonder they say, among the Great Wine Sacrifices in other states, none but Taicang State’s looks normal.

"Ugh!" Jiang Fan spat and rolled his eyes as he walked away.

Taicang State.

A library in a small city.

Green Pearl closed the Human Clan language book, her eyes showing a cold smile.

"Jiang Fan! Surprise, I’ve long been in Central Earth!"

"And, I’ve quietly mastered your Central Earth script!"

"This time, you won’t deceive me again!"

She dashed out of the library.

A small beast with brown fur, holding a broken bronze hairpin in its mouth, ran wildly on clouds in front of her.

A group of Half-Giants chased it.

"What a cute little beast!" Green Pearl’s eyes lit up, as she waved her sleeve, whisking the little beast to a distant place.

She held the little beast in her arms, rubbing her face against its furry back:

"Little one, why are you being chased by a group of Half-Giants?"

Little Qilin’s eyes welled, speaking human words: "Wah, my master is in danger; they let me run back first."

"My master might not be around anymore, wah."

Green Pearl was amazed, still able to speak human words?

She liked it even more: "Don’t be sad, I’ll help you save your master."

"But, I have something to do first."

"Little one, have you heard of someone named Jiang Fan from the Human Clan?"

Huh?

Little Qilin blinked, then its eyes turned slightly, nodding cutely:

"Uh-huh, I know, I will take you to him!"

"Go in that direction."

She lifted her little leg, pointing towards Qintian Bureau.

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