160: Chapter 160: Let's add some juicy details for the brother-in-law!

In the Void Realm, a silver light suddenly shone.

That light was not blinding; instead, it was as soft as water, yet it carried a pressure that no one could ignore.

The moment the silver light appeared, the entire arena, the entire Ji Family, and the entire sky were shrouded in a cold, silvery radiance.

An ancient-looking mirror slowly emerged from the Void Realm.

It was the size of a palm, with its edges inlaid with tiny sapphires, and its mirror surface was as smooth as autumn water, vaguely reflecting the deep Void Realm.

It floated in mid-air just like that, quietly and silently, as if it had existed since time immemorial.

The pupils of the Holy Lord of the Ji Family constricted suddenly.

Those Elders, those retainers, those Ji Family disciples—everyone, at the same moment, all knelt down.

"void mirror!"

"It is the void mirror!"

"The imperial weapon of our Old Ancestor has manifested!"

Exclamations rose and fell, but they were quickly replaced by an awe-filled silence.

The Holy Lord of the Ji Family knelt on one knee, cupped his hands, and performed a respectful salute.

His voice was low and solemn: "The unworthy descendant of the Ji Family respectfully welcomes the imperial weapon of our Old Ancestor."

He was the Holy Lord of the Ji Family, the person with the highest status in the Ji Family.

But in front of the void mirror, he was just a junior, a descendant who needed to look up to the glory of his ancestors.

Ji Yanzhi also knelt down, and Ji Ziyue also knelt down.

All the Ji Family disciples, regardless of their cultivation level or seniority, were all kneeling on the ground.

This was the foundation of the Ji Family.

This was the supreme treasure left to his descendants by the Void Great Emperor.

This was the reliance that allowed the Ji Family to stand tall in the Eastern Wasteland for countless years without falling.

The void mirror floated quietly, the silver light on its surface flowing like water.

It paid no heed to those kneeling Ji Family descendants, only slowly turning its mirror body towards one direction—towards Ye Fan's direction.

At that moment, everyone's breathing stopped.

The void mirror was looking at that youth.

That Ancient Desolate Saint Body, covered in blood and unconscious from exhaustion.

The silver light on the mirror surface flickered slightly, as if it were examining, identifying, and recalling something.

Then, the void mirror moved.

It vibrated gently, and a silver light shot out from the mirror surface, shrouding Ye Fan completely.

Ye Fan's body slowly rose in the silver light, as if supported by an invisible hand, floating towards the void mirror.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene; no one dared to make a sound, no one dared to stop it.

Ye Fan's body drew closer and closer, finally submerging into the mirror surface and disappearing.

The silver light receded, and the void mirror trembled slightly, as if it had completed something important.

Then, it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the Void Realm, leaving only a cold, silvery radiance that slowly dissipated in the night sky.

The entire scene was deathly silent.

After a long time, the Holy Lord of the Ji Family slowly stood up.

His Face was full of shock.

The void mirror, the imperial weapon of the extreme dao of the Ji Family, the supreme treasure passed down from the era of the Void Great Emperor—it had taken that youth away.

What did this mean?

What relationship did that youth have with the void mirror?

What relationship did he have with the Ji Family?

The Holy Lord's gaze swept across everyone present and finally landed on Ji Ziyue.

"Ziyue."

His voice was very soft, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Ji Ziyue's body trembled slightly, and she hurriedly stood up.

"Holy Lord..."

"What exactly is the background of that Ye Fan?"

Ji Ziyue bit her lower lip, her Face full of innocence.

"Holy Lord, I really do not know..."

She recounted how she and Ye Fan had met—a year ago in the Tomb of the Azure Emperor, Ye Fan had subdued her, they spent less than a day together, and then she left.

After that, she had never seen Ye Fan again until today.

"Just that?" The Holy Lord pressed.

"Just that." Ji Ziyue nodded. "I really do not know what his background is, nor do I know what relationship he has with the void mirror."

The Holy Lord was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Forget it. The void mirror has its own judgment; it is not something we can question."

He paused and looked at Ji Haoyue.

"Take Haoyue back to recover from his injuries first. As for that Ye Fan... it will not be too late to ask when he appears next time."

"Yes."

Everyone acknowledged the order and dispersed one after another.

Ji Ziyue stood where she was, looking in the direction where the void mirror had disappeared, with countless questions surging in her heart.

Ye Fan... who exactly is he?

Why did the void mirror take him away?

What relationship does he have with the Ji Family?

No one could answer these questions for her.

— —

Undying Mountain.

The void mirror emerged from the Void Realm, the silver light on the mirror surface flickering gently.

Then, a figure slowly floated out from the mirror surface.

Ye Fan.

He was still unconscious, covered in blood, his breath weak.

But his breathing was steady; there was no danger to his life.

The void mirror gently supported him and placed him on a blue stone under the ancient tea tree of enlightenment.

Then, it trembled slightly, as if calling for something.

Under the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, Chu Tianjiao was holding a teacup, watching this scene.

A trace of a satisfied smile played on the corners of his mouth.

"This kid fought well."

He said softly.

Xiao Nannan snuggled up beside him, her gaze falling on Ye Fan, her eyes full of heartache.

"Brother... he is so badly hurt."

Chu Tianjiao gently patted her hand.

"It is fine. He is just exhausted; he will be better after resting for a few days."

He paused and looked at the Ancient Kirin Emperor.

"I will leave this kid to you. It just so happens that your blood can baptize his Saint Body."

The Ancient Kirin Emperor was sipping tea from a cup, and upon hearing this, he set the cup down and laughed.

"Fine. This kid has the Saint Body; my Qilin blood can just help him temper his Physical Body. Although he won the Face in this battle, he also lost quite a bit; this is a good opportunity to replenish him."

He stood up, walked to Ye Fan's side, and examined the unconscious youth.

"Hmm, the foundation is good. He is worthy of being the Ancient Desolate Saint Body; it is even more solid than I imagined."

Chu Tianjiao nodded, and just as he was about to say something, the Willow Deity spoke.

"I will also give him a small gift."

Her voice was cold, yet it carried a trace of gentleness.

She raised her hand, and a speck of emerald green light condensed at her fingertip.

That light was like a tiny emerald, crystal clear, radiating an extremely rich aura of life.

That was the Origin essence of the Willow Deity, containing the mysteries of the Dao of life.

She flicked it gently, and the drop of emerald green light flew towards the Ancient Kirin Emperor.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor quickly caught it and carefully put it away.

"Senior Willow Deity is very thoughtful."

The Willow Deity shook her head and said nothing.

Xiao Nannan looked at her brother's appearance and bit her lower lip.

She also raised her hand and forced out a drop of essence blood.

That was her Origin essence blood as the Ruthless Great Emperor.

"Brother... this is what I can give you."

She said softly, handing the essence blood to the Ancient Kirin Emperor.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor took it, a trace of emotion flashing in his eyes.

"You one and all, are so generous. After this kid wakes up, I am afraid he will be reborn."

Chu Tianjiao laughed.

"Then I cannot be stingy either."

He raised his hand and likewise forced out a drop of essence blood.

That drop of blood was the color of Chaos, radiating the pressure of a Peak Immortal King.

That was his Origin essence blood, containing the Dao fruit of his three lifetimes of cultivation.

He handed the essence blood to the Ancient Kirin Emperor.

"This kid is the Reincarnation of my brother-in-law; this little bit of stuff is nothing."

The Ancient Kirin Emperor took it, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"What kind of monster are you all trying to raise this kid into?"

Chu Tianjiao laughed loudly.

"Whatever he can be raised into, let him be. Anyway, he still has a long road ahead of him."

He patted the Ancient Kirin Emperor's shoulder.

"Go. Arrange a baptism for him. Let him properly experience it after he wakes up."

The Ancient Kirin Emperor nodded.

He waved his hand, lifted Ye Fan up, and disappeared into the depths of the Undying Mountain with those four incredibly precious drops of essence blood and life essence.