School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 478 - 532: Reaching an Agreement

Chapter 478: Chapter 532: Reaching an Agreement

"Thud, thud, thud..."

Heavy footsteps resounded, bone fragments scattered across the ground, while death energy surged from the War Corpse King, who brandished its claws and lunged towards Chen Nan.

"Dead chicken, are you done yet?"

Startled, the Black Feathered Chicken took flight, screeching, "Not done yet, I’ve only gathered a part of the power, it’s not enough to slay it."

"Can’t worry about that now."

As the War Corpse King closed the distance to less than fifty meters, Chen Nan quickly grabbed the Heavenly Punishment Demon Sword in his hand.

He slit his finger, staining the blade with his fresh blood, thinking, "My blood is the nemesis of War Corpses. If the power of Vengeful Spirits alone can’t slay it, perhaps adding my blood would suffice, right?"

"Kid, are you stupid? Why are you bleeding yourself?"

The Black Feathered Chicken asked, puzzled, but just then—

"Kill!"

Chen Nan roared and swung the Demon Sword downwards with all his might.

"Rumble..."

The sky trembled, countless Vengeful Spirits’ powers converged within the Demon Sword, tearing through the air. The sword light, tinged with a layer of fresh red blood light, fiercely struck down on the War Corpse King’s shoulder.

"Pfft..."

Dark corpse blood splattered, Chen Nan’s single strike cleaved the War Corpse King into two.

The two halves of the heavily armored War Corpse lay on the ground, emitting a putrid stench that pervaded the air, utterly nauseating.

"No, no! How could this happen, why? Why!"

Jiang Meng roared furiously as if mad. The number one War Corpse King was the strongest trump card of the Corpse Control Sect, having never lost in countless battles. Yet now, it had been slain by Chen Nan with a single strike, and he couldn’t accept this brutal reality.

However, at this moment, Chen Nan swung the Demon Sword, charging at him.

"Slash!"

The sword light thundered shocking the void, Chen Nan launched a frontal slash.

Although the power of the Vengeful Spirits in the Demon Sword had been exhausted, the Demon Sword was comparable to the Jade Lotus Platform, a Demon Holy Artifact. With all his might, Chen Nan chopped down, and before Jiang Meng could react, his head was split open.

Blood and brain matter splattered, staining the white bones on the ground red—an eerie and blood-soaked sight, too horrifying to witness.

Although at the Fourth Level of Taoist, powerful as he was, Jiang Meng fell in a single strike due to Chen Nan’s surprise attack.

If Jiang Meng hadn’t been emotionally stirred and unresponsive, but had instead faced him directly, Chen Nan, despite holding the Demon Sword, might have struggled to kill him, and might even have been overpowered.

After all, back at the Corpse Refining Cave, when he had slain someone at the Third Level of Tao, he had used a deadly tactic of risking his own life, severely injuring his opponent before slaying him.

Since Jiang Meng was at the Fourth Level, his combat abilities were even stronger.

Although Chen Nan held the Demon Sword, with his current strength, he found it difficult to unleash the true power of the Demon Sword.

"Dead chicken, we’re even now, and thus we part ways." Chen Nan held the Demon Sword, handed the Lotus Platform to Su Qingqing, and began to walk away, pulling her by the hand.

"Wait!"

The Black Feathered Chicken fluttered its wings and landed on Chen Nan’s shoulder: "Kid, your blood can actually counter War Corpses, who exactly are you?"

"None of your business!"

Chen Nan slapped the Black Feathered Chicken away and strode forward.

"Could it really be him?" The Black Feathered Chicken muttered, its eyes shifting back and forth before it once again blocked Chen Nan’s path: "Kid, I’ve lost all my powers now, and it’s uncomfortable to wander out there. If I encounter an old acquaintance, this appearance might just make a chicken die of laughter—quite literally a headache!"

Chen Nan frowned: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Black Feathered Chicken stood tall and proudly said, "Lord Chicken has decided, I’ll go out with you first and part ways once I’ve regained my strength."

"You must be nuts, I definitely don’t want such an ugly pet."

Chen Nan hastily refused; he truly didn’t understand why this dead chicken was sticking to him, as he certainly didn’t want it coming back for revenge once the Black Feathered Chicken regained its power.

"Damn, Lord Chicken is not a pet, I’m your partner!"

Black Feathered Chicken shouted to the heavens. Ever since it saw that Chen Nan’s Blood Power could restrain the War Corpse, it had been determined to stick with Chen Nan.

"Partner my ass, you’re a chicken, I’m a human, let’s just part ways here, goodbye... no, never see you again!"

Chen Nan strode forward.

But the annoyingly persistent Black Feathered Chicken chased after him again, "Kid, are you afraid that Lord Chicken will seek revenge on you once I’ve regained my strength?"

Even though it struck a nerve, Chen Nan still replied dismissively, "Just a chicken, why would I be afraid of you?"

"Then why won’t you let Lord Chicken accompany you in worldly Cultivation?"

"You..."

Chen Nan really couldn’t find a reason, "You’re too ugly."

"Vulgar, tasteless human, being accompanied by Lord Chicken, the world’s handsomest chicken, that’s your privilege." Black Feathered Chicken said, "Besides, Lord Chicken used to possess many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, all great aids for enhancing Inner Strength. Just say the word, and you won’t lack benefits in the future."

Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures!

Chen Nan was somewhat tempted, "Give me two-thirds."

"You’re too greedy, kid, at most one-third."

"Half!"

"Deal!"

After reaching an agreement, the two men and one chicken strode toward the direction of the Corpse Control Sect.

Along the way, Chen Nan was chatting with Su Qingqing. Black Feathered Chicken, the third wheel, kept butting in, making Chen Nan want to hit someone several times, no, to be precise, hit a chicken.

"By the way, dead chicken, where did you get those seven Yellow Banners from?" Chen Nan asked.

Black Feathered Chicken, perched on his shoulder, stretched out a claw and shook it, boasting, "See, what is on Lord Chicken’s foot?"

Chen Nan took a closer look and noticed a ring-like object on Black Feathered Chicken’s claw, the same color as its claw, barely noticeable at first glance, "What is this thing?"

"Storage Ring, of course."

Black Feathered Chicken proudly recounted its glorious history, "This was when Lord Chicken, I, slew a Sect Leader from a Cultivation Sect and seized this treasure from his hands. Don’t be fooled by its small size; it’s equipped with a spatial formation that could hold a whole mountain!"

Storage Ring!

Chen Nan stared at its claw, his eyes shining with greed.

He grabbed the Black Feathered Chicken, "Behave, hurry up and take off the ring for me."

"Woo, woo, woo... damn it, Chen kid, you dare to rob Lord Chicken."

Black Feathered Chicken cried out angrily and then added, "I refined this ring for forty-nine days to make it adaptive to my size. Now that my power is greatly diminished, I really can’t take it off."

"Trying to fool me? No way, just take it off yourself."

Chen Nan poked fiercely at its claw, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get it off, frustratedly said, "Looks like I have to chop off this claw then."

"Kid, you’re too vicious." Black Feathered Chicken grumbled, "Lord Chicken really can’t take it off, but once we get back to the Treasure Cave, I can give you ten or even eight, no problem."

Before Chen Nan could respond, at that moment—

"Brother, are you alright?"

The voice of Toxic Wolf came through, not far ahead, he was leading the Sky Team members running towards them.