School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 797 - 874: Those Who Aren’t Afraid of Death, Come Over!

Chapter 797: Chapter 874: Those Who Aren’t Afraid of Death, Come Over!

Seven Earth Masters, plus dozens of Imperial Path cultivators, formed an almost invincible force.

Chen Nan sat behind the stele and pointed at the Earth Master who was speaking. "Since you, old thing, have no shame, then your lord here won’t come out today. We’ll just drag this out until you die, you bastard."

As soon as Chen Nan said this, a huge uproar ensued; the seven Earth Masters became instantly furious, jumping up like thunder.

As masters of the Completely Realm, they had always been respected wherever they went, but now, this junior was so disrespectful, even calling them bastards.

One with a hot temper yelled, "Chen Nan, you are asking for death!"

"Even if I ask for death, how does it matter? If you dare, come in here! I will poke you to death with one finger!" Chen Nan, unperturbed like a pig not afraid of boiling water, sat behind the stele and coldly smiled.

If it weren’t for the fear of the mysterious power of the stele, the seven Earth Masters would have definitely pounced together and torn Chen Nan to shreds.

This is so damn infuriating!

As Earth Masters, they had never suffered such humiliation.

"Chen Nan, Zhao Han, did you two kill my disciple Han Yang?" An Earth Master from the back came forward and pointed at Chen Nan, accusing them.

"That trash? I couldn’t care less about killing him."

Chen Nan was indeed telling the truth; he hadn’t killed Han Yang, it was the Ancient Corpse.

"You are the trash!"

The Earth Master was furious. He was an elder of the Corpse-controlling Sect, and Han Yang had the best talent among all his disciples. Although not the strongest, he was young and had a promising future ahead of him.

This time, he had wanted Han Yang to gain some experience, but now he hadn’t returned and was likely dead in the Dead City.

Furthermore, Guo Qiye who had come out earlier, explicitly told them that the Treasure had been seized by Chen Nan, and all others had died at his and Zhao Han’s hands.

The elder angrily said, "If you didn’t kill him, then why hasn’t he shown up?"

"I didn’t kill him doesn’t mean others didn’t," Chen Nan shrugged and said, "Guo Qiye should have exited through here, right? He killed them; why are you not seeking revenge on him and barking up the wrong tree here? If you want the treasure I have, just say so directly; there’s no need to beat around the bush."

"What! He killed them!?"

Elder Wang Chong immediately exploded, his hair nearly standing on end: "Why should I believe you?"

Chen Nan indifferently said, "Believe it or not, that’s your choice, but Guo Qiye killed them. He has a Treasure, and your Corpse-controlling Sect’s people were all killed by his surprise attacks."

Elder Wang Chong was dubious, but then a voice came from the side—

"It was indeed Guo Qiye who killed them, I can testify."

The mysterious woman who had already left suddenly appeared, standing at the tip of a tree, her body enveloped in a glowing aura, serene and sacred.

Wang Chong’s expression changed. "You’ve come back, who are you?"

"Who I am doesn’t matter. I just came back to testify. Believe it or not, that’s up to you." The mysterious woman said, then turned away and floated off.

"You, stop!"

Wang Chong leaped onto his Flying Sword and soared after her.

Realizing this, the mysterious woman coldly smiled and said, "Although my cultivation is strong, you can’t keep me here if I choose to leave."

After saying this, she flashed away, stepping on the treetops and speeding off.

Wang Chong snorted coldly, controlling his Flying Sword to chase quickly, but after chasing for a while, he found that the mysterious woman had disappeared. Under the watch of an Earth Master like him, the mysterious woman just vanished.

Wang Chong gloomily returned to the front of the stele.

He had pretty much believed what Chen Nan said, believing that Guo Qiye had killed the people of the Corpse-controlling Sect.

Because he felt that, like the mysterious woman just now, such a formidable expert had no need to come back and tell a lie, little did he know that the other party was merely elusive in movement and not truly strong.

"No matter whether you killed the person or not, you must leave the treasure behind today!" Wang Chong pointed at Chen Nan and barked.

Chen Nan hooked his finger, "Stop blabbering nonsense. I’ll just wait here for you today. If you can’t accept it, come at me and see how I crush you to death."

The Black Feathered Chicken also squawked, "Shameless old fool, what’s the use of just talking big? If you’re a man, come in and try, I’ll peck you to death with one peck, you think I’m kidding?"

Wang Chong was so furious his beard bristled and his eyes bulged.

Being scorned by a youngster was one thing, but now even a beast dared to scorn him!

How could he swallow such an insult?

With an outraged roar to the sky, Wang Chong turned to his disciples from the Corpse-controlling Sect behind him and roared, "All of you, go in! Slay these two little beasts and that damn chicken who knows nothing about life and death!"

The present disciples of the Corpse-controlling Sect numbered over a dozen, all experts of the Master Realm, and considered strong among their peers.

The leading disciple bowed with clasped hands and said, "Master, should we kill Zhao Han as well?"

"Kill, kill them all!"

Wang Chong roared with full force, "He dares to come to my Corpse-controlling Sect’s territory to rob, even if we kill him, the Taixuan Taoist School won’t have anything to say."

"Disciple obeys!"

The leading disciple, holding a Flying Sword, pointed toward the stele and yelled, "Junior brothers, follow me, don’t leave a single piece of their armor intact!"

Over a dozen disciples of the Corpse-controlling Sect rushed toward Chen Nan and his group, but he himself stood still, just waving his sword and shouting orders, without moving an inch forward.

Wang Chong’s face flushed with shame, and in a fit of rage, he kicked the man in the buttocks, "You useless coward, get moving!"

"Ouch..."

The man cried out in pain, staggered, and nearly fell to the ground.

Clutching his Flying Sword, he followed behind his junior brothers, walking bent over, the very image of a skittish buffoon.

Wang Chong was almost beside himself with rage.

In front of so many people, his sect’s reputation was completely ruined by this coward’s actions, he shouted, "What are you standing there for, hurry up, get moving!"

With Wang Chong’s scolding, four bold disciples rushed in first, attacking Chen Nan and Zhao Han.

"Om!"

The Heavenly Sound resonated, crushing souls.

In an instant, three of them fell.

Two were martial artists, and one was a Sixth Realm Cultivator of the Ninth Layer of Imperial Path. They couldn’t withstand Chen Nan’s spiritual attack and instantly had their souls shattered, dying silently.

The last one left was a cultivator from the Ninth Layer of Imperial Path.

He too suffered a spiritual attack but only had his soul wounded, not shattered.

Seeing his three junior brothers die before his eyes, he hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was too late. Zhao Han let out a loud shout, his Absolute Domain immobilized him, and Chen Nan, jumping up, swept his Demon Sword across like slicing through melons and vegetables, severing his head in an instant.

"Anyone unafraid of death come and get it!"

Chen Nan, holding his blood-dripping Demon Sword, surveyed the people in front.

Since the battle was inevitable, there was no need to worry about future retaliation. Surviving the present was key.