Dashing Student Chapter 1449 - 1443: At the Critical Moment

Swooping from the heavens, Chen Nan’s form became a bolt of lightning, swiftly reaching her side. Witnessing her torment, he slowly knelt.

"Tell me, what is your intention concerning Yun Ying?"

Jiang Caixian gripped her head, crying out in pain. Her fading consciousness barely allowed her to utter, "Taiyin... Taiyin..."

"Taiyin? How could this be related to Taiyin?"

Chen Nan’s mind swirled with confusion, unable to grasp Taiyin’s role. Yet, observing Jiang Caixian’s condition, it was evident she could no longer provide further details.

"If only I had foreseen this, I would never have employed the Soul Suppressing Seal; it nearly rendered her a complete fool!"

He mused internally, understanding that though his Divine Soul Power had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm, it far surpassed the Golden Core Realm.

It was akin to being halfway through his ascent to Nascent Soul.

Furthermore, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Suppressing Soul Spell was a fifth-grade technique, possessing immense power. Jiang Caixian, situated only at the Sixth-Layer Golden Core Realm, was naturally incapable of enduring such a potent assault.

"Enough, I shall grant you peace!"

Chen Nan’s posture returned to its normal stance. Gripping the Sword Chenyuan, he pointed its tip downwards, thrusting it directly into Jiang Caixian’s form and obliterating the Golden Core within her Dantian.

Jiang Caixian’s eyes widened and then began to fade, her gaze fixed on the sky as her life force gradually ebbed away.

One might ponder if, in her final moments, she recalled the parents whom he had slain.

With a flick of his finger, Chen Nan conjured a flame that descended upon Jiang Caixian’s body, swiftly reducing the Sect Leader’s Direct Disciple from Moon River Valley to mere ashes.

Lin Qingfeng’s lifeless form met a similar end, its remnants scattered by the indifferent wind.

Chen Nan collected the storage bags from both individuals and then ascended rapidly over the vast expanse of the sea, vanishing against the distant horizon.

...

Within the serene confines of Moon River Valley, Elder Qiao Que of the Affairs Hall abruptly opened his eyes. With a swift motion behind him, two tokens detached themselves from the Affairs Hall, identified as belonging to Lin Qingfeng and Jiang Caixian.

However, at this precise moment, both tokens were irrevocably shattered, a grim testament to the demise of their respective owners.

"Oh? They were actually killed? It appears that Chen Nan harbors certain hidden depths,"

Qiao Que mused softly. After a brief pause, he carried the tokens towards Yun Ying’s residence, where Sect Leader Guo Qing was already awaiting him outside.

"Why have you come here? It is not yet the appointed time, but once she awakens, it will suffice."

Qiao Que inclined his head, presenting the tokens to Guo Qing. "Observe, your two esteemed disciples have met their end."

"Indeed? That unassuming rogue cultivator possesses such formidable strength? I truly underestimated him," Guo Qing remarked, a note of surprise in his voice, though he seemed largely unperturbed.

"What do you surmise is his motive for venturing into our Moon River Valley?" Qiao Que inquired with gravity. "Could he possibly be affiliated with the Law Enforcement Hall?"

Guo Qing pondered deeply for a considerable duration before slowly shaking his head. "It does not appear so. Had he been from the Law Enforcement Hall, our valley would undoubtedly be under siege by now."

"Precisely. It seems he is merely a minor rogue cultivator, brought here by Yun Ying," Qiao Que concurred, nodding his agreement.

A contemplative silence fell upon the two, both maintaining their vigil outside the chamber.

Before long, Mei Gui also made her appearance, joining the waiting assembly. The last to arrive was the disheveled elder, Zhang Sen, who unfastened the gourd from his waist, taking a swig, wine inevitably spilling from the corner of his lips.

"Is it not yet concluded?"

Guo Qing cast a dispassionate glance in his direction. "You have already waited a century; can you not endure a few more days?"

"It is precisely because a century has passed that my anxiety grows. My lifespan dwindles, and I am relying on this young maiden for my salvation," Zhang Sen stated with a chilling tone.

"Rest assured, everyone shall receive their due." Guo Qing ceased speaking, his attention now fixed intently on the room within.

Following the ingestion of the Burning Vein Breaking Realm Pill, Yun Ying’s slumber commenced to lengthen progressively. The prior occasion demanded ten days, whereas this time, a full twenty days elapsed before her awakening.

Upon opening her eyes, she sensed an augmentation in her cultivation. Yet, a profound sense of melancholy overshadowed any burgeoning joy.

Although she had attained the Fifth Layer of the Golden Core Realm, enabling her to traverse the world as a valiant female knight, the absence of Chen Nan rendered this aspiration suddenly hollow. The prospect of being a female knight felt utterly meaningless.

What is the worth of a knight without a companion? This thought echoed in her mind.

Moreover, Yun Ying perceived an increasing internal turmoil. The mana within her body surged erratically, as if intent on erupting outwards, a phenomenon she struggled intensely to contain.

Having finally managed to quell the tempestuous mana, Yun Ying rose and opened the door. To her surprise, her Master, Martial Uncle, and Martial Brother were all stationed outside, awaiting her emergence.

"Master, I have succeeded! I have reached the Fifth Layer of the Golden Core Realm!"

Guo Qing could not suppress a hearty laugh. "Haha, excellent, truly excellent!"

A sense of unease settled upon Yun Ying amidst the boisterous laughter of Qiao Que, Zhang Sen, and the other elders. Their unbridled, almost frenzied amusement was unlike anything she had ever witnessed from them before.

It was as if a century of pent-up emotions had finally been unleashed, erupting with startling intensity.

"Master, what is all this...?" Yun Ying stammered, her voice laced with confusion.

Guo Qing appeared before her, his expression alight with an eagerness she found unnerving. "My good disciple, we have anticipated this day for a hundred years, and it has finally dawned."

"You are our precious elixir!" he declared.

A cascade of unanswered questions flooded Yun Ying's mind, a primal fear gripping her as her master and the others took on an unsettlingly unfamiliar demeanor. "Master, what are you talking about?" she questioned, her voice trembling.

Qiao Que and the rest of the elders drew closer, their gazes fixed upon Yun Ying, scrutinizing her from head to toe with eyes that gleamed like those beholding a most rare and valuable treasure.

The more this strange attention persisted, the greater Yun Ying's fear grew, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

Guo Qing let out another hearty laugh, his hand gripping Yun Ying's shoulder firmly. "Haha, my good disciple, there is no need to be afraid. We have devoted ourselves wholeheartedly to your care for over a century. It is only fitting that you should now repay our devotion, is it not?"