[Can't you fight on your own?]
"Fight on my own? The template you provided me with is weak. If I fight against him, I'll get beaten up. He's at the Four Realms while I'm at the Sixth Realm. I won't die from his attack, but at least I'll lose a few layers of skin. Come on, fight with me."
[Altering causality comes at a great cost. This is already the highest specification within the realm of free action, apart from the 'Child of Fortuity' template.]
"Hurry up and block him, increase my prestige. I promise I'll kill a 'Child of Fortune today just to show you. If I escape in embarrassment, all my efforts today will be in vain."
[Didn't your efforts already go in vain? He was mocked by you and forced to kneel. Now, his Fortune has become irrational, even canceling out the reduction from before and returning to the initial state. You can't kill him anymore; you missed the best opportunity.]
Although An Ran protested verbally, her body acted obediently.
She cast a blurry and indistinct illusion and lightly pushed it with her index finger, slapping away the flame on the wolf's head as if swatting a fly.
Liang Feifan's meticulously prepared apocalyptic strike seemed like a joke.
The brilliant destruction exploded in the sky above the Jiang family's blue estate.
The surging waves of fire, with the explosion as the center, created a twisted distortion.
Sweeping across the sky, in an instant, the temperature in this world suddenly soared.
In the city of Red Lotus, countless people looked up dumbfoundedly at the terrifying wave of fire sweeping across the sky.
Even at a distance of kilometers or even tens of thousands of meters, the scorching heat made people break into a sweat.
Many unsuspecting poor families even knelt down, murmuring, "A miracle, a miracle! The God of Fire has manifested. Hopefully, this winter won't be too cold."
Inside the Jiang residence, silence fell, and everyone's dry mouths swallowed hard. A sense of horror spread from the depths of their hearts.
If the flames were a bit lower, wouldn't the Jiang residence have been razed to the ground by now?
Everyone present would have been annihilated without any ability to resist.
Move mountains and fill the sea!
This move, the "Furious Roar of the Wolf's Wrath," had clearly reached the threshold of mountains and seas! It erupted with the power of the Eight Realms, barely breaking through at the critical moment! Unimaginable.
Unimaginable indeed.
After calming down, an unnamed anger surged in their hearts.
Liang Feifan had clearly gone mad! Did he want everyone to be buried with him?
Fortunately, the Son of the Demon Sect, Yi Gaoren, was bold and daring. He didn't need to turn back to easily regard such a terrifying attack as mere fireworks.
Fireworks can fly to the sky and explode with a bang, right?
Real men never look back at explosions, leaving only a tantalizing figure.
"A flea daring to shake a tree, I am invincible in this world."
Jiang Wan Yu watched Huang Quan's figure and her lips moved slightly, her brows furrowed.
Without looking back, the illusionary figure pointed out the attack that was comparable to mountains and seas...
Am I invincible in this world?
An unexpected thought that couldn't be refuted arose.
Can such an opponent really be defeated...
In three days, the Jiang family would be in conflict with such a terrifying existence?
Jiang Wan Yu had made up her mind.
She earnestly spoke, trying to detain Huang Quan.
"Son of Huang Quan, please wait a moment. May I ask Liang Feifan a question?"
Huang Quan didn't answer but stopped in his tracks.
Jiang Wan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly towards Liang Feifan. "Why... didn't you kneel?"
"Why? A man's knees are made for gold!" He suppressed the turmoil and fear within him, speaking in the most stubborn tone possible. "That despicable person relied on outside help to block my attack. He doesn't count. I don't believe that he did it by his own abilities!"
Jiang Wan Yu revealed a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze. "I understand, you're right."
Liang Feifan's lips curled up, struggling to wipe away the blood on his face, revealing a smile that appeared pure and warm like a spring breeze.
"Wan Yu, do you also approve of my actions? You truly...?"
"You're absolutely right. My father's efforts for over twenty years, the lives of 786 people in the Jiang family, can't compare to just two words—'dignity.'"
Unfortunately, Liang Feifan no longer had the strength to respond to her.
Jiang Wan Yu didn't know when she picked up the broken sword that Huang Quan had thrown away.
That sword danced wildly, its blade stained with blood.
With a single sword thrust, it severed 90% of Liang Feifan's vitality.
Her fair little hand pressed on his shoulder, forcibly making him kneel on the ground.
Liang Feifan carried an expression of disbelief and resentment as he took his final breath.
A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on Jiang Wan Yu's face, splattered with a few droplets of blood. Her half-exposed tiger tooth smiled, "Son of Huang Quan, are you satisfied with this answer?"
...
[He's dead! Really dead! Stay here and don't cause any trouble. I'll go into the river of time and see for myself. He may not be completely dead. Don't celebrate too soon, wait for my good news.]
"I'm not celebrating. Things have become troublesome."
[Why troublesome? This is a huge opportunity. I've calculated your theory, and it's feasible! This time, I'm at least 70% certain that he's truly dead.]
"...I missed something. You said that anyone with a purposeful approach would be detected and resolved by them. Well, judging from her tone, it seems that my manipulation has been discovered."
[Then why is she still helping you kill people?]
"When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Ah, if only all the 'Children of Fortune' were as brainless as Liang Feifan. It would be so much easier."
[So, what's your plan?]
"I'll give it a try, although it's foolish. I can't think of any better way to resolve this at the moment, so I can only resort to a desperate move for now," Huang Quan said.
Saying that, Huang Quan reached out and summoned the sword hanging on the plaque.
He walked over to Jiang Wan Yu's side, wiped the ring on his finger, and a small ancient jade box with a red-gold border appeared in his hand out of thin air.
"Jiang Clan Master, I know I have been offensive today. Consider this item as an apology," he said.
He opened the box, and a mesmerizing fragrance filled the air, causing everyone to be mentally shaken.
Jiang Wu Que curiously leaned forward and looked into the jade box. His body trembled suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Nirvana Fruit! The fruit of the living dead! Flesh and bones! This... is too precious."
Inside the ancient jade box lay a greenish fruit about the size of an apple, emitting an enticing aroma.
Nirvana Realm, where one either succeeds in rebirth or perishes!
However, the Nirvana Fruit is an exception to this rule.
Its function is to counteract the Five Decays of Heaven and Man caused by a failed Nirvana.
Its essence is to replenish vitality. Not to mention fragile mortals, even a decaying body in the Five Decays of Heaven and Man can withstand its medicinal power.
Although Jiang Wu Que said it with his mouth, he couldn't help but reach out. The unpleasantness from earlier was completely forgotten.
He didn't know how much longer his daughter could live, but he could guess from her whitening hair.
Jiang Wan Yu's lips turned pale. "Take your things back and offer me a stick followed by a sweet date?"
"I admit the stick, but not necessarily the sweet date."
Jiang Wan Yu's eyes drooped, and she made up her mind. "Although my actions were inappropriate, everything started because of me. As a member of the Jiang family, I had to intervene. It's difficult to reconcile, and I can't get past my own hurdle. Today, I make a personal commitment to you in my own name. Three years from now, I will personally visit the Demonic Sect and challenge you. If I lose, I will be your servant and do as you wish. Everything is my personal choice and has nothing to do with the Jiang family."
After all, she only had three years left...
Huang Quan couldn't help but feel the power of destiny, escaping it for only three years.
Without hesitation, he shook his head and made a final attempt. "Three years is too long; I strive for the present!"
He drew his sword in a swift motion!