Jiang Fan’s pupils were trembling incessantly.
If Jiu Yinzhu’s grandmother also met Spirit Sound when she was young, wouldn’t that add up to two hundred years?
Even if the lifespan of the Divinity Transformation Realm is long, with eight hundred years, the appearance will eventually age as time goes by.
Jiu Yinzhu continued, "The second thing is, no one knows what she’s thinking."
Jiang Fan deeply agreed with this.
For instance, she sent the Soul Nourishing Pill to Yun Xia in advance, and as a result, shortly after, due to the Soul Nourishing Pill, Jiang Fan and Yun Xia ended up together.
Or like Ling Shu, she gave her a cup of Spiritual Tea in advance, and later, after her fake death, it caused the scar on Jiang Fan’s Nascent Soul.
Now, through a letter, Jiang Fan learned that his death was imminent.
What is her intention?
It seems necessary to meet Spirit Sound to inquire about the doubts in his heart.
"Thank you for informing me. Is there anything the Demon Race needs help with recently?" Jiang Fan asked.
Jiu Yinzhu said, "Yun Shang has already sent many resources, so there’s no need for the time being."
Jiang Fan felt a warm sensation in his heart.
During the days he was busy outside, Yun Shang took care of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion and the Demon Race very well, saving him a lot of trouble.
Meeting Yun Shang was his good fortune.
He cupped his hands and said, "In one month, the Ancient Giant will descend."
"I will arrange for some of the Asura Clan to guard the Continent and resist the Ancient Giant."
"At that time, you just need to focus on staying alive."
The main battlefield will still be concentrated in Taicang State.
The Giant Kings should not come to the Continent.
We only need to guard against the Ancient Giants.
Jiu Yinzhu showed gratitude on his face; such matters are beyond what Fairy Yun Shang can manage, only Jiang Fan could accomplish this.
"Thank you, Jiang Shangren!"
Jiang Fan nodded slightly, tapped his toes, and flew back to the mountaintop.
Before the cracked grave soil, a Little Qilin hid in front of a small mound, sticking out half of its little head, warily watching him.
Jiang Fan chuckled, "It’s already awake, come here!"
The Little Qilin’s eyes lit up, smiling as it used Spatial Teleportation to return to his shoulder:
"Master, do you want me to make a binding device for you too?"
"If you go crazy, I’ll activate the device and knock you out?"
Jiang Fan’s smiling face stiffened, recalling the scene where Song Lingyu went mad and the device knocked her unconscious with one blow.
His face turned slightly blue as he said, "Let’s forget about it."
"Let’s ask Spirit Sound if there’s another way."
The scar on his abdomen’s Nascent Soul was facilitated by Spirit Sound, so there might be a method to control his madness that Spirit Sound knows.
Not long after.
In front of Baihua Valley.
Jiang Fan did not rush inside but took down the Heavenly Thunder Stone and the three swords on his back, along with the Space Mirror and other items.
He only kept half of a Soul Awakening Divine Nail in his bosom.
"Stay outside, don’t go in."
Jiang Fan instructed.
Spirit Sound once said she could save him three times.
When in trouble, come to Baihua Valley.
As a price, each time she helps, she will take something from Jiang Fan.
The death of the Thunder Wing Middle-aged, he suspected a bit that it was the doing of Spirit Sound.
What if she wants to take something from him?
The other things are whatever, but if the Black Buddha Scripture, Top-grade Spirit Sword, Execution Pen, Ancient Token, and other treasures are taken, Jiang Fan would have no place to cry.
So, he only kept half of the Soul Awakening Divine Nail.
First, to test if Spirit Sound is actually the owner of those terrifying golden eyes.
Second, even if she is, his loss wouldn’t be too heavy.
Having prepared, he stepped into Baihua Valley.
This not-so-big valley still sang with birds and bloomed with flowers, vibrant with life.