Chapter 1719: Who is the Asura Saint Son

The Witch’s master — isn’t he the Asura Saint Son?

Is he coming?

Jiang Fan’s eyes flickered intensely. The jade slip had been left before his battle with the Benevolent Mind Sage, and a considerable amount of time had passed. The Asura Saint Son might be arriving soon. No, he might already be here, just refraining from appearing due to apprehension of the Hell Realm Lord’s clone. Jiang Fan sensed a grave danger and abruptly stood up.

The Master of Jiangshan Yipin Building opened his eyes, surprised, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Fan concealed the shock on his face and pretended to be calm. “I’ve finished my cultivation. Building Master and all Great Venerables, please continue your practice here.” He added, “I’m going to the Imperial Astronomical Bureau to meet with our fellow daoists from Taicang Great State. Farewell!”

With that, he packed up the Hellish Wasteland Beast and immediately teleported away.

The Asura Saint Son was an even more ferocious being than the Benevolent Mind Sage. The Ice-Fire Demon Lord had merely been preparing to gather information on him when he was struck into the void, nearly dying there. If he encountered the Great Venerables, he would likely silence them too. What he needed to do now was quickly get to the mainland.

As the Witch had said, the only place that could protect him was the mainland where Sages dared not tread!

Soon after, he successfully arrived at the Seven Cities of Tianyuan.

A long rift divided Guixu State into two halves: the Western Continent for humans and the Eastern Continent for demi-giants. From this day forward, this boundary was to be erased.

Jiang Fan crossed the rift, but suddenly, the ground rumbled. Then, with a 'crack', the sound of the world barrier breaking echoed. Jiang Fan’s hair stood on end!

Had the Asura Saint Son pursued him?

As a rift was torn open in the void, an old man, dressed in tattered robes, reeking, and looking like a beggar, rushed out from within. It was none other than Sage Tianluo!

He was the person Jiang Fan had initially suspected to be the Asura Saint Son. Now, after the Witch’s reminder, he had appeared right after. Who would believe he wasn't the Asura Saint Son?

What made Jiang Fan even more certain was this:

He flashed before Jiang Fan, his sunken eyes staring intently, and immediately said, “Kid, give me the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell', and I’ll give you some benefits!”

He wasn’t even bothering to hide it anymore!

By now, Jiang Fan understood part of the Asura Saint Son’s purpose in coming to the Central Land. That was to follow the Buddha’s ancient path: pacify vengeful souls through the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell' and absorb infinite merit. This would allow him to ascend to the realm of a Three-Calamity Sage, or even enter the Saint Realm!

The failure of the Central Land War a thousand years ago led to the current existential crisis for the Central Land, threatening the lives of billions of beings. If one held the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell' and absolved all the deceased, how much merit would that be? Entering the Saint Realm through this method was by no means an exaggeration. A powerful figure in the Hell Realm saw this, which is why the Asura Saint Son was sent to the Central Land to seize this immense, millennium-long opportunity.

However, the Asura Saint Son miscalculated two things.

First, the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell' was lost. Second, the Central Land had won. Although there were casualties, they were far from immense. It was difficult to advance further even within the Sage realm, let alone enter the Saint Realm.

This was why the Asura Saint Son, despite the risk of exposure, secretly influenced White Horse Temple and the Jian family to help search for the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell'.

However, what Jiang Fan didn't understand was this:

Since the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell' had lost its intended effect, why was the Asura Saint Son still fixated on him? At this point, he should be leaving the Central Land quickly and fleeing back to the Hell Realm. If he stayed any longer, his identity would surely be exposed, and then he wouldn't be able to leave even if he wanted to.

“Kid, what are you hesitating for?” Sage Tianluo urged, a hint of impatience in his expression.

Jiang Fan’s eyes flickered. He said, “Senior, please don’t rush. I’ll get it out for you now.”

With a thought, the nine-colored crystal in his spatial storage device began to vibrate. But, just then, from the nearly-healing void rift, two Sage auras simultaneously burst forth!

One was the Red-faced Sage, and the other was Sage Wanyun.

Seeing their arrival, Sage Tianluo secretly sighed.

Sage Wanyun frowned. “Tianluo, why are you so eagerly blocking Jiang Fan? Don't tell me you’re asking for the 'Soul-Soothing Scripture of Suppressing Hell'?”

Sage Tianluo shot him a sideways glance and said, “What business is it of yours?”

Sage Wanyun snorted, “Don’t bully the young.” He flashed between the two, separating Sage Tianluo, and said, “Don’t mind this beggar. What happened to the Benevolent Mind Sage? Why is spiritual rain falling on our continent?”

The arrival of the two made Jiang Fan greatly relieved.

He cupped his hands and replied, “To answer both seniors, the Benevolent Mind Sage is dead.”

The Red-faced Sage gasped, “How did he die?”

Sage Wanyun and Sage Tianluo were also incredibly shocked. For the first time in a thousand years, a Sage had fallen. Moreover, he hadn't died in a battle with the Giant Emperor, but during peacetime after the war.

Jiang Fan did not conceal anything: “This junior summoned the Hell Realm Lord, who killed him.”

The Red-faced Sage stared at Jiang Fan in shock. “You... you kid...” He was so astonished he didn't know what to say. The little fellow who was only in the Nascent Soul realm back then could now kill a Sage.

Sage Tianluo and Sage Wanyun also looked at Jiang Fan with a hint of apprehension.

Jiang Fan said, “I killed Benevolent Mind without consulting the Sages. Please forgive me, seniors...”

The Red-faced Sage waved his hand. “No need to explain. The three of us came precisely to deal with Benevolent Mind as instructed. His actions were unworthy of a Sage! We just didn’t expect him to die by your hand. Given his personality, he must have been extremely unwilling and aggrieved.”

Jiang Fan suddenly realized that all three Sages had come to deal with Benevolent Mind. That old dog had already incurred divine wrath and public indignation; even the Sages could no longer tolerate him.

He felt relieved, but then he glanced at Sage Tianluo, and his expression grew serious again. The cancerous tumor of Benevolent Mind had been dealt with; now it was time to expose the Asura Saint Son.

He stared at Sage Tianluo, cupped his hands, and said, “Both seniors, please investigate Sage Tianluo thoroughly. This junior suspects that he is the Asura Saint Son from the Hell Realm!”

The Red-faced Sage and Sage Wanyun both frowned, showing confusion. Clearly, they had never heard of the Asura Saint Son.

Jiang Fan said, “As far as this junior knows, the son of an Asura Emperor from the Hell Realm infiltrated the Central Land eight hundred years ago. Now, he has become a Sage.”

“What?” The Red-faced Sage and Sage Wanyun were both shocked.

Sage Wanyun gasped, “Such a thing exists?”

The Red-faced Sage also felt his scalp tingle. “Are you saying we fought alongside an Asura Saint Son? That can't be right. During the decisive battle, our situation was so precarious. If he had turned on us, the Central Land Sages would have surely been defeated!”

Jiang Fan continued to stare intently at Sage Tianluo and said, “For that, we must thank Great Venerable Xingyuan, who invited that senior, seemingly from the Saint Realm, to our Central Land! His intervention deterred the Asura Saint Son. Until he was certain that senior had completely departed, the Asura Saint Son dared not act rashly.”

The Red-faced Sage and Sage Wanyun exchanged glances, both seeing the increased seriousness in each other’s eyes. What Jiang Fan said was very likely true! That Saint Realm expert’s intervention was truly terrifying; even the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor hadn't dared to show his face after being repelled. How much more so for the Asura Saint Son?

The two narrowed their eyes, gazing at Sage Tianluo.

Sage Wanyun’s eyes showed vigilance as he said, “Jiang Fan, are you certain Sage Tianluo is the Asura Saint Son?”

Jiang Fan nodded, “Not certain. But he is the most suspicious.”