School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 431 - 485: Cultivator’s Revenge

Chapter 431: Chapter 485: Cultivator’s Revenge

"You wish!" Yun Fei glanced at him disdainfully, "You jerk, always trying to take advantage of me."

Chen Nan gave a helpless, bitter smile, "I’ve seen your butt before, what advantage is there left to take? Just take it off and hurry up."

"In your dreams!"

Yun Fei stared at him with a guarded look on her face.

Chen Nan shrugged his shoulders, "We were already like that that night, I’ve seen every part of your body, do you really need to be so wary of me?"

Yun Fei’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as she glared at him and said sternly, "Don’t mention that night!"

"What are you really thinking? Even if I don’t bring it up, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m familiar with every part of your body," Chen Nan stepped forward, pointed at the bed, and said, "Be good, take them off and lie down, it won’t hurt after I apply the medicine."

"Hmph, familiar or not, I won’t let you see," Yun Fei extended her hand and glared, "Give me the medicine and get out, I’ll apply it myself."

"Kindness taken for granted, oh, women!"

Chen Nan sighed, left the medicine with her, and left the room.

Yun Fei quickly ran to lock the door and undressed to apply the medicine herself.

...

After leaving, Chen Nan didn’t go back to his own room but walked outside instead.

He was heading to Huo Xinya’s house.

After all, she had seen the incident with Li Xiao in the morning, and Chen Nan felt it was necessary to talk to her about it.

However, as he had just driven out not far from home, on a rather secluded road, he saw a man in black blocking the road and waving at him as if wanting him to stop.

Chen Nan frowned, parked the car, and looked at the man in black, his expression changing slightly.

He sensed a mysterious aura from this man, which seemed to be the Daoist charm unique to Cultivators.

"Are you Chen Nan?"

The man in black spoke with a tone full of arrogance.

Chen Nan’s expression remained calm, and he glanced at him, "What do you need?"

The man in black smirked coldly, "Nothing much, just thinking of borrowing your head for a bit, would you mind?"

Chen Nan, unangered, spoke lightly, "How about this, I borrow your mom for a bit, and next year I’ll return her along with an additional brother, interest included, would you mind?"

Borrow my mom?

The man in black’s face instantly turned ice cold, his killing aura surging.

His eyes fixed on Chen Nan, "I am Yuan Dong, a disciple of the Tianxuan Taoist School, you killed my three fellow disciples in the Qianzhong Mountain Range, and today I’ve come to take your head to appease their dead spirits."

Indeed a Cultivator!

Chen Nan was shocked internally; he hadn’t expected the Tianxuan Taoist School to find out so quickly.

After all, he had only killed those three Cultivators yesterday, yet today Yuan Dong had already come looking for him; this definitely had something to do with Hua Yunfei. After all, the only living person who knew about this was him.

"Since you’ve come to me, I don’t mind killing another Cultivator today."

Yuan Dong sneered, "A mere Qi Dao Ninth Layer dares to speak so arrogantly, truly ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth."

"Those three disciples of yours said the same thing, but they’re all dead, split in two by me, even their Golden Cores were refined by me," Chen Nan spoke disdainfully, suppressing the opponent’s momentum.

However, his vigilance had already heightened internally.

This Yuan Dong, also a Qi Dao Ten Layers, had much more formidable inner strength cultivation than the three Cultivators from yesterday.

Everyone’s talents were different; even within the same realm, there are strengths and weaknesses.

"I will make you regret those words just now," Yuan Dong spoke coldly, his killing aura already showing, ready to strike at any moment.

Chen Nan pointed to the woods beside the road, "Fighting here would cause too much disturbance, let’s take it to the woods, and see how I’ll chop off your head."

"Hmph, I’m afraid you wouldn’t dare."

Yuan Dong snorted coldly, light as a feather, he rushed into the woods.

Chen Nan locked the car door and walked towards the woods.

Just as the two figures disappeared into the forest, a dark shadow emerged from behind a tree beside the road, following them into the woods with large strides.

"Swoosh..."

Two hundred meters deep into the forest, Yuan Dong, without a greeting, directly spurred his Flying Sword to slash at Chen Nan.

With yesterday’s experience, Chen Nan had learned a lesson.

When fighting a cultivator, the best strategy was to engage in close combat since cultivators only excelled in long-range attacks, their lethal weakness.

However, Chen Nan hadn’t even had the chance to close the distance when Yuan Dong had already launched an attack.

The Flying Sword swept across, aiming directly for Chen Nan’s head.

The speed was so fast that it seemed like a streak of flowing light, resembling lightning, and was more than twice as fast as the attacks from other cultivators the day before.

Facing the iron-cutting Flying Sword, Chen Nan remained calm, did not dodge or evade, but strode forward and swung his palm in a strike.

"Whoosh..."

A gust of wind surged as Chen Nan’s hands circulated with mysterious runes, glittering in golden light, exuding an astonishing might.

Crack Sky Hand, mercilessly smashing down!

"Smack..."

The golden palm, carrying no trace of True Qi fluctuations, solidly struck the Flying Sword, sending it flying over ten meters away and creating a mournful whine as it chopped several large trees.

Yuan Dong’s expression changed; he formed a spell with his hands, and the Flying Sword turned in the air to stab Chen Nan in the back.

Chen Nan snorted coldly and abruptly turned around.

The golden palm, like a divine hand, traced a mysterious arc in the air and "snap" caught the blade of the Flying Sword.

Instead of the expected bloody scene, Chen Nan, with his flesh and bone, forcefully caught the Flying Sword!

"Kill!"

Yuan Dong shouted loudly, spurring the Flying Sword to try and sever Chen Nan’s palm.

However, the Flying Sword, which could usually slice through steel with ease, couldn’t budge Chen Nan’s palm regardless of Yuan Dong’s effort.

"Such a piece of junk, and you dare show off with it!"

Chen Nan sneered, gripping the Flying Sword with one hand while the other palm struck down.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Three successive strikes from Crack Sky Hand smashed the Flying Sword into pieces. Steel debris flew everywhere, piercing through the surrounding trees, yet not injuring Chen Nan’s palm at all.

The power of True Martial was far beyond what ordinary martial artists could compare with.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

Yuan Dong’s face turned pale as he stumbled back several steps.

"It seems you indeed have some skills, and it’s no injustice that my three junior brothers died at your hands. Unfortunately, you’ve encountered me today, and you’re undoubtedly doomed!" Seeing Chen Nan charging at him, Yuan Dong stood his ground without a hint of retreating.

"Kill!"

He shouted loudly as a Golden Bell flew out, resplendent with golden light and a killing aura soaring into the sky, pressing down on Chen Nan.

"Crack..."

Solidified killing aura cascaded from the Golden Bell, shattering all tangible matter as it twisted towards Chen Nan.

Chen Nan immediately recognized that this Golden Bell was a treasure.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Chen Nan, filled with war intent, smacked the Golden Bell three times with Crack Sky Hand, but the bell was hardly affected. Instead, the killing aura grew thicker and the might fiercer, accelerating as it pressed down on him.