Dashing Student Chapter 1337: Crisis Resolved

All cultivators upon Ten Thousand Treasures Island eagerly anticipate the ultimate resolution, with those within Ten Thousand Treasures City gripped by the deepest unease.

After all, the Demon Cultivators possess, even in the face of defeat, one remaining Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivator to bring matters to a close.

Shortly thereafter, stirrings appeared across the ocean surface, as a silhouette ascended swiftly and approached Ten Thousand Treasures Island once more.

Once the silhouette came into sharp focus, every Demon Cultivator drew in a sharp breath of horror, their eyes bulging wide like they'd beheld a phantom.

For the individual rising from the underwater depths was none other than Chen Nan!

This outcome signified that Lu Xingmian had met his end beneath the waves, a development that completely upended the Demon Cultivators' worldview, stirring within them an intense impulse to bolt away.

"Lu Tianjiao perished just like that? How can this be!?"

"What sort of person is he? How can he wield such overwhelming might?"

"He has slain two Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivators consecutively. This man defies the natural order!"

The Demon Cultivators cried out in terror, with not a single one bold enough to draw near Chen Nan, despite his evident fatigue and the pallor on his face.

His form wavered unsteadily, on the verge of collapsing, but he forced himself to remain upright with sheer determination.

The "Myriad Phenomena" had depleted his inner mana, "Fatian Xiangdi" plunged him into a state of frailty, and the fight that followed demanded a all-out exertion, consuming every last resource he possessed.

Meanwhile, atop the walls of Ten Thousand Treasures City, Ning Yu and his companions erupted in joyful tears at the sight of Chen Nan, yearning to leap in celebration.

In that instant, Chen Nan stood as a deity in their eyes!

Everyone understood the immense challenge of battling beyond one's realm, particularly leaping across four entire realms, yet Chen Nan had not only triumphed but done so twice, and now poised for a third!

"Look, that's my brother!"

Deng Yunhe bellowed with excitement, gesturing toward Chen Nan, eager for all to recognize their bond.

"Quiet down; the battle isn't finished." Zheng Yunzhou approached and clapped his shoulder, his gaze fixed on the aerial flying boat above.

The Demon Sect still harbored a Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivator, and Chen Nan likely had nothing left after his ordeals.

"This offers a path to survival." Daoist Cui declared with fervor, at last glimpsing a spark of possibility.

Still, Ning Yu fretted deeply, longing to soar forth and stand by Chen Nan's side immediately.

"Such incredible power..."

Xin Zi whispered, his face etched with bewilderment.

Just when despair had seemed inevitable, salvation had emerged unexpectedly, all courtesy of Chen Nan!

Chen Nan's image had etched itself indelibly into the souls of all present.

Fear gripped the hearts of the Demon Cultivators, visions of Chen Nan haunting their future nightmares. Their eyes lifted toward the hovering flying boat.

With Old Ghost slain and Lu Xingmian fallen as well, obedience to Ye Xiaoyun's commands became their sole recourse.

At length, Ye Xiaoyun stirred into action, descending directly from the flying boat, her flowing sash billowing gracefully like liquid in the breeze.

Chen Nan regarded her with icy detachment, the Power of Laws churning within his gaze. In his weakened condition, he held only one shot, hoping Ye Xiaoyun would draw nearer, even closer.

Yet he sensed that Ye Xiaoyun harbored no desire to clash with him.

"Don't get the wrong idea; I mean you no harm."

Ye Xiaoyun called out from afar, for as she neared Chen Nan, an overwhelming aura of peril surged through her intuition.

The nearer she ventured, the more intense it grew, filling her with profound astonishment.

Even drained from vanquishing two formidable adversaries, he retained a force capable of endangering her; it seemed utterly fantastical.

Chen Nan felt puzzled: "No harm? Might you reconsider your words?"

Arriving with ten thousand Demon Cultivators scarcely aligned with peaceful intentions.

Ye Xiaoyun hastened to clarify: "I was unaware of your presence here; had I known, I never would have ventured to this island."

Her statement rang true, deepening Chen Nan's bewilderment: "Just who are you?"

"I hail from the Hehuan Sect; Lord Yao Li once shared details about you, allowing me to recognize you." Ye Xiaoyun stated earnestly, refraining from deploying her Charm Power.

Chen Nan understood at once: "Ah, so you're aligned with that demoness; then depart from this island. I shall safeguard it."

"Very well, we'll withdraw shortly. Do you bear any words for Lord Yao Li?"

"None." Chen Nan shook his head: "Though if feasible, I'd prefer she keeps her distance from Susu, to avoid leading her astray."

The demoness's prior act of drugging Susu and slipping the potion to Ning Yu had sown widespread turmoil, leaving Chen Nan with persistent troubles.

Ye Xiaoyun offered a sheepish grin, at a loss for words.

One represented her sect's Holy Daughter, the other the Demon Path Saintess; offending either was beyond her.

Furthermore, she resolved that should she cross paths with Chen Nan again, flight would be her immediate choice—this fellow proved far too perilous.

"With nothing further, I'll depart alongside my followers now; until our paths cross once more."

Ye Xiaoyun dipped in a slight bow, ready to depart, only to hear a sudden halt.

"Hold on!"

Her frame went rigid, alarm flooding her: "It's finished, it's over—will he refuse to release me? Has madness taken him?"

"I never should have shown up!"

Though inwardly protesting, she pivoted back with a forced smile: "Any additional wishes?"

"I departed abruptly last time and neglected to obtain a Communication Jade Talisman from Susu, leaving me unable to reach her. Do you possess one?" Chen Nan inquired.

Seeking contact with Tu Susu served, naturally, his own purposes.

Certain vexing figures required removal for true tranquility.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaoyun exhaled in relief: "Naturally, I do!"

She promptly retrieved a set of Communication Jade Talismans, passing one to Chen Nan while brandishing the other, beaming: "Fear not; I'll ensure this reaches the Holy Daughter personally."

"Excellent."

Chen Nan inclined his head, fixing Ye Xiaoyun with a frosty stare.

Tension coiled through Ye Xiaoyun's body, her tongue tied under Chen Nan's scrutiny, beads of cold sweat forming silently on her brow.

Confronting Chen Nan brought her greater strain than facing her sect's Holy Daughter, especially recalling his slaying of two peers at her own realm, amplifying the burden.

Moments later, Chen Nan creased his brow: "Why linger? Aren't you departing?"

Ye Xiaoyun felt reprieve like a pardoned soul, waving hurriedly: "I'm off at once; no need to escort me!"

In an instant, she rejoined the flying boat and issued swift commands for the Demon Cultivators to fall back.

Relief washed over the Demon Cultivators, their dread of Chen Nan all too real.

Before long, the entire force of Demon Cultivators withdrew, boarding the flying boat, and soon vanished from Ten Thousand Treasures Island.

Thus, the peril dissolved into nothingness.

Aboard the flying boat, Ye Xiaoyun gazed at the receding form on the island, letting out a profound sigh.

"Following this, Chen Nan ought to rise as a genius within the Righteous Alliance, no?"

"No—he'll be the supreme genius among all geniuses!"