Dashing Student Chapter 972: On the Eve of Farewell

Although the Great Demon was slain by Chen Nan, less than half of the cultivators who entered the Water Moon Palace remained, each looking quite disheveled.

When Wang Teng suddenly attacked Chen Nan, it shocked the remaining cultivators. They couldn’t believe that the pride of the illustrious Wang Family, a top-tier cultivation family, would commit such an act of betrayal.

This incident caused Wang Teng’s reputation to plummet to rock bottom.

As for Chen Nan, they were all deeply grateful to him, approaching to express their thanks, though not coming too close.

Even Tang Zhirou and Nie Xiaoyu watched worriedly from a distance, wanting to approach but were stopped by a look from Chen Nan.

There was no other way; with so many enemies now, Chen Nan couldn’t risk involving others.

"Chen Nan, your strength is formidable. If we meet again, we must have a proper match!"

Chong Xiao shouted to Chen Nan, his red hair appearing quite flamboyant.

Seeing how he previously dared to charge at the Great Demon, Chen Nan knew this one was certainly a battle enthusiast, so he nodded with a smile.

"Sure, next time I won’t hold back."

Zhang Yunyi clasped his hands and said, "Brother Dao, you must visit Dragon Tiger Mountain as my guest when there’s an opportunity, and I will welcome you with open arms."

Chen Nan only felt respect in his heart.

Or rather, the only ones he respected were the strong.

"Certainly!"

Chen Nan returned the courtesy and chuckled.

Even Sick Scholar Miao Tianwen approached Chen Nan to express his gratitude.

"I’ve observed that you have dabbled in various attributes of magic, and I have some questions. I hope you can enlighten me, cough cough..."

Though he seemed rather sinister, making others uncomfortable, his attitude was sincere, so Chen Nan didn’t withhold knowledge.

"You’ve probably been to the ninth level of the Moon Palace, right? There’s a legacy left by Elder Dao Yan there, which is how I received the inheritance."

Miao Tianwen pondered for a moment and was suddenly astonished.

"The Five Elements Spirit Root theory? It truly works?"

"Perhaps," Chen Nan smiled, "it’s a path no one has ever walked."

Even Dao Yan, alongside Chen Nan, was merely a co-traveler, with no knowledge of where this road would lead.

"Impressive! Perhaps you truly can forge a different path and blaze a trail for those who come after."

Miao Tianwen bowed with respect, admiring Chen Nan’s resolve.

The remaining cultivators had mostly attempted Dao Yan’s theory, but without the courage to try, they were quite shocked by Chen Nan’s choice.

Some even looked down upon the theory of the Five Elements Spirit Root, dismissing it as mere heresy.

Chen Nan didn’t explain much further. If he failed, he would simply be a small ripple in the long river of history.

However, if he succeeded, he would be the pioneer on this path, with scholars articulating arguments for him then.

"Can you tell me where I can find the Demon Clan?"

Demoness Tu Susu suddenly approached Chen Nan, not coming too close nor using her best Bewitching Technique.

Because she had previously tested it and found it had little effect on Chen Nan.

"Sorry, I don’t know either."

Chen Nan shook his head, wishing to keep his distance from Tu Susu.

Hearing this, Tu Susu became somewhat annoyed: "Don’t think I’m begging you. Even if you saved my life, I won’t spare you!"

Faced with such an unreasonable person, Chen Nan didn’t even have the desire to converse; he was merely puzzled as to why Tu Susu sought the whereabouts of the Demon Clan.

Swallowing some healing pills, Chen Nan sat down to rest, slowly closing his eyes. Faint green light glowed around the wounds on his body, especially at the heart.

This was the wood attribute’s recovery power at work, allowing his wounds to heal faster.

Seeing the dog man before her ignoring her, Tu Susu was angry enough to want to lash out, but she ultimately refrained.

She was not a turncoat like Wang Teng.

But she wouldn’t miss the Demon Clan’s whereabouts either.

"Chen Nan, just you wait!"

Having said that, she stormed off to a distance.

The other cultivators did the same.

Without some recovery, they didn’t dare leave the Water Moon Palace, fearing other cultivators might kill and rob them.

One day passed quickly, leaving only a few hours before the closure of the Ancient Realm Secret Realm.

After seeing everyone else leave the Water Moon Palace, Chen Nan used the "Heavenly Fox Form" to disguise himself as an ordinary-looking middle-aged cultivator.

Tang Zhirou, Nie Xiaoyu, and Xuan Hui deliberately lingered outside the Water Moon Palace, waiting for Chen Nan.

"Let’s go. After we leave, no matter what happens, do not act rashly, understood?"

Even with a stranger’s face, Nie Xiaoyu recognized Chen Nan through his eyes, feeling saddened.

"We’ve only been together a few days, and now we must part again?"

Chen Nan stepped forward, holding her in his arms, inhaling the faint fragrance from her, which also comforted his heart greatly.

"Don’t worry, separation is for a better advancement. We’ll both strive together, and one day, we’ll openly be together."

"I believe in you."

Nie Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, and the two shared a telepathic bond; in this strange world, they were each other’s ties, never to be severed.

"Alright, alright, the secret realm is almost closed, and you two are still clinging to each other here!"

Tang Zhirou felt an inexplicable agitation seeing them so affectionate, folding her arms and speaking in discontent.

Nie Xiaoyu covered her mouth and laughed softly, then whispered into Tang Zhirou’s ear, "Men need coaxing; if you act like this, aren’t you just pushing him further away?"

Tang Zhirou, as Chen Nan’s most cherished and missed woman, couldn’t believe she would say such a thing, staring in surprise.

"What... what are you saying?!"

Her face turned red with embarrassment.

Nie Xiaoyu had long known that Chen Nan had several close female friends, and although she cared, she didn’t say much.

She knew that a man like Chen Nan, destined to be above the immortal path, couldn’t have a shortage of close female friends by his side.

As long as she held a place in his heart, that was enough.

With pursuits beyond the immortal path, some things became less significant.

While the two women whispered to each other, Xuan Hui approached Chen Nan, looking regretful.

"Benefactor Chen, are you truly unwilling to return with this monk? Becoming a Buddha Son means the entire Buddhist Sect will be your support. Then, no matter what Heavenly Yuan Sect does, we can even make Master Xuanming apologize to you!"

He still wanted to make a final attempt, for finding someone to replace him as Buddha Son was like searching for a needle in a vast ocean, and having finally found one, he was reluctant to let go.

"Flower monk, just be your Buddha Son and stop thinking about me."

Chen Nan patted his shoulder, his confidence radiating from his entire being.

"And even if Master Xuanming were to bow his head, I wouldn’t rely on any force but my own strength!"