School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 756 - 833: Sworn Brotherhood

Chapter 756: Chapter 833: Sworn Brotherhood

The Black Feathered Chicken raised its head and flapped its wings, "What’s so great about alcohol? You guys keep fighting. Lord Chicken hasn’t had enough fun yet!"

Chen Nan ignored it and tossed a pot of liquor to Zhao Han, both of them sitting down on the ground. Chen Nan asked, "Want some chicken meat?"

"Perfect, grilling it as a dish to accompany the drink sounds good."

Chen Nan nodded, "That was my thought exactly, but these chickens have thick skin and meat, regular fire won’t cook them."

"No problem, I have the Samadhi True Fire. Even if it were made of Vajra Iron, roasting it for a day and a night should do the trick." Zhao Han slapped open the liquor pot and took a swig from it.

Hearing this conversation, the Black Feathered Chicken immediately bristled.

All its feathers stood on end as it looked extremely annoyed and shouted, "Oh oh oh... damn you kids, don’t ever say you know Lord Chicken, its mother of chickens, even if it’s Six Flavors True Fire, what could it possibly do to me!"

It wasn’t just the chicken bragging— given its Tongtian Second Layer physique, even Six Flavors True Fire actually couldn’t kill it, at most causing severe pain.

Chen Nan simply threw a jug of liquor to it, "Cut the crap and come drink."

The Black Feathered Chicken caught the jug between its wings with a string of curses, jumped down from the tree branch, and rolled its eyes at Chen Nan, looking very annoyed at him.

Zhao Han watched the Black Feathered Chicken with interest and asked, "Brother Chen, where did you catch this pet? It’s not only strong but also quite smart!"

Upon hearing the word ’pet,’ the Black Feathered Chicken immediately erupted—

"Your grandpa’s, you are the pet, Lord Chicken is its master, and he’s Lord Chicken’s human pet!"

Glancing at the fierce-looking Black Feathered Chicken, Chen Nan casually pushed it aside and laughed, "This mean chicken just has a foul mouth; let’s just enjoy our drink and ignore it."

"Foul your sister! You’re the mean chicken, no, you’re the mean human, how dare you insult your Lord Chicken Grandpa, one day I’ll peck you to death, damn it!" The Black Feathered Chicken stood arrogantly, ranting, "Moreover, Lord Chicken allowing you to be my human pet is an honor for you, annoy your Lord Chicken Grandpa and I’ll sell you to a nightclub to work as a duck."

Both of the young top-notch powerhouses were verbally abused by a chicken.

Chen Nan was speechless, Zhao Han even more so.

Such a unique chicken probably only exists this one in the world.

Ignoring the chicken for a moment, Chen Nan clinked his jug with Zhao Han’s, took a gulp, and said, "Honestly, among my peers, I have never met anyone as powerful as you."

"The feeling is mutual."

Zhao Han looked up at the moon hanging high in the sky, "In battles among peers, no one has ever withstood my ten moves."

Chen Nan said, "With your strength, there probably isn’t much competition among the young generation in your Taixuan Taoist School, right?"

Zhao Han nodded, "That’s right, among the disciples of my Taixuan Taoist School, only my eldest and second brothers have higher cultivation, but they are nearly ten years older than me, so naturally, it’s not a fair comparison."

Chen Nan fell silent for a while before saying, "There’s something I’m not sure whether to ask."

"But go ahead, after this battle, I’ve already considered you a close and valued friend, there’s nothing we can’t discuss," Zhao Han responded openly.

Chen Nan didn’t beat around the bush, and directly asked, "Among the magic treasures you used just now, the best was only a Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact Battle Armor. With your cultivation, it wouldn’t be too much for your Sect elders to give you a treasure. Why did you only use a Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact?"

A Treasure, corresponding to the Earth Penetration Realm, is far more powerful than a Spiritual Artifact of the Master Realm.

"My master indeed granted me several treasures, but I don’t like to rely on external forces, so I have never used those treasures," Zhao Han said, pulling at his tattered robe. "This Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact armor took me half a year to forge, and I didn’t expect it to be shattered by your single move."

Toward the end, Zhao Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, showing great regret.

Chen Nan was somewhat surprised.

He had assumed that Zhao Han’s armor was also a gift from Sect elders, but it turned out to be self-made.

With the cultivation of the Seventh Level of Tao Control, he had actually forged Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact Battle Armor!

Generally, when cultivators forge magic treasures, they can only make artifacts corresponding to their own strength level. Those in the Seventh Layer of Control can only make Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifacts; it’s rare to surpass this limitation, but Zhao Han not only did that but also skipped three grades!

Such talent is rare among cultivators across the world.

Chen Nan said, "Had you used a treasure just now, I would have no doubt been defeated."

"In a duel among peers, I only rely on my own strength. Even if I am killed by my opponent, it’s due to my lack of skill," said Zhao Han, giving him a look. "I only use treasures against older generation opponents. You look younger than me, and I would feel dishonorable to win against you using a treasure."

"You’re strange."

Chen Nan patted his shoulder and said, "My principle is exactly the opposite of yours; I will do whatever it takes to eliminate an enemy because I believe that only by being ruthless and relentless can one go further."

Zhao Han laughed and said, "We are indeed enemies; why don’t you stab me in the back now?"

"Because I believe we won’t become enemies," Chen Nan shook his head and said. "If you were an enemy, I wouldn’t mind ambushing you. For me, dealing with enemies is about life or death, with no morals or principles."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Han burst into hearty laughter, "For that candidness alone, I consider you a friend. If you don’t mind, let’s become sworn brothers today and support each other in the future."

Chen Nan asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-three," Zhao Han replied.

"Then it won’t work," Chen Nan shook his head. "I’m only twenty-one, and if we become sworn brothers, you’d end up being my older brother, which is too much of a loss for me."

Zhao Han was startled, then laughed, "Then let’s just be brothers, without worrying about who’s older or younger."

"That sounds better to me."

Chen Nan cut his finger, and a few drops of blood fell into a wine pot.

Zhao Han also dropped a few drops, and each drank a swig. Zhao Han said, "When people of the past became sworn brothers, they spoke about not necessarily sharing the same year, month, and day of birth, but hoping to share the same year, month, and day of death, which I find quite hypocritical. Let’s not talk about those things. Today, I, Zhao Han, swear here that I will never do anything to betray my brothers. If I break this oath, may lightning strike me."

Chen Nan earnestly said, "I also swear that I will never betray my brothers, and if I speak half a lie, may I never find a wife and be childless my whole life."

The two compacted the soil as incense, kowtowed to Heaven and Earth to become sworn brothers, and then Zhao Han laughed, "Your oath is quite severe. I’ve heard that you, Chen Nan, have a natural penchant for beauty, never lacking beautiful women around you. If you indeed can’t find a wife, it would be too cruel."