Dashing Student Chapter 973: Oblivious to Romance

Chen Nan would never become a monk. In response to Xuan Hui’s repeated invitations, Chen Nan raised his fist.

"If you dare to mention it again, I might really hit you!"

"Alas!" Xuan Hui sighed deeply. "Should you change your mind, feel free to visit the Western Leiyin Temple."

Just then, Tang Zhirou suddenly walked up to Chen Nan, bashfully avoiding eye contact as she said, "Senior Brother, let’s go together."

Her voice was gentle, completely devoid of her previous arrogance, yet it seemed somewhat out of character.

Chen Nan placed his hand on his forehead, puzzled, and asked, "You don’t have a fever, have you been possessed?"

Tang Zhirou immediately became furious, slapped Chen Nan’s hand away, and glared at him fiercely.

"Insensitive, filthy man!"

She huffed back to Nie Xiaoyu, complaining, "See, it didn’t work either."

Nie Xiaoyu felt a headache coming on; perhaps the gentle approach really didn’t suit Tang Zhirou.

After chatting for a while, they set off to the exit together. On the way, they frequently encountered other cultivators, so walking in a group didn’t attract attention.

They were nearly out of the secret realm, and all the remaining cultivators were extremely cautious. However, they mostly refrained from snatching others’ treasures.

Yet, the journey wasn’t peaceful. Many demon beasts lived in the secret realm, and some foolishly attacked them.

The demon beasts in the secret realm were mostly below the Golden Core Stage, causing no harm to Chen Nan. However, he fretted over the beast corpses.

The corpses of demon beasts at the peak of the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage could fetch a lot of Spirit Stones outside.

Moreover, Chen Nan needed the beast corpses and blood to cultivate the "Mountain and Sea Spirit Casting Record," but both of his storage bags were full.

In his storage bags were demon beast corpses and mostly the spoils from this entry into the secret realm, from the cultivators he had killed, whose storage bags he naturally collected.

He had transferred all items into his own storage bags.

After all, carrying too many storage bags out would surely arouse resentment.

"No choice, I’ll just have to give it up."

Gazing at the pile of demon beast corpses, Chen Nan regretfully considered abandoning them.

But at that moment, he suddenly recalled a secret treasure he had nearly forgotten.

The Blood Gourd.

This was the treasure Wu Yuan used to refine Blood Spirit Pills and collect blood and grievances. Chen Nan had despised it, so he’d never used it.

But he remembered that the Blood Gourd contained quite a bit of space, perfect for storage.

Moreover, after storing items, the Blood Gourd could still be placed inside a storage bag, like a nesting doll.

Chen Nan quickly retrieved the Blood Gourd, opened the stopper, and aimed it at the demon beast corpses. With a thought, a terrifying suction force emerged from the Blood Gourd, drawing all the corpses inside.

"It really is useful!"

He patted the gourd, chuckled, and put it back into the storage bag.

This was just a minor incident; his goal was to reach the exit as quickly as possible.

Chen Nan used the Life and Death Technique to suppress his aura, finally reaching the exit just as the entrance was about to close, as all the cultivators were departing one by one.

Blending into the crowd, he soon left the secret realm.

Heavenly Pillar Mountain still stood there, piercing the clouds, as if it had been eternal.

After all the cultivators left, the portal at the entrance slowly faded, the spatial rift gradually healed, and eventually vanished completely.

To reopen it would take another hundred years.

Since leaving the secret realm, Chen Nan hadn’t lowered his guard, knowing full well that Wang Teng wouldn’t let him go.

From the moment of the attack, their enmity was forged, unending until one perished!

As expected, when he was about to leave, he noticed the area around him was unexpectedly cleared of people. Cultivators from the Wang Family, Sun Family, and other clans had surrounded the area.

The various factions had returned to their places, leaving only thirty-some loose cultivators surrounded here.

Out of more than a hundred loose cultivators who had entered the secret realm, only these thirty-some had made it out alive, Chen Nan among them.

"Grandfather, Chen Nan must be among these people. You have to kill him!"

Wang Teng stood beside an elder, glaring venomously at the loose cultivators present, his gaze chilling.

Chen Nan’s heart sank, his expression turning grim. He knew he should never have saved the ungrateful Wang Teng; who could’ve thought he’d survive like this.

He had personally opened the Pottery Jar and was the first to see the great demon, yet he somehow survived, a marvel indeed.

The elder of the Wang Family nodded slowly, saying, "Fear not, Teng’er. Such a scoundrel will surely face execution today!"

A loose cultivator stepped forward, aggrieved, and said, "We have done no wrong to the Wang Family. Why won’t you let us leave?"

"Yeah, why can’t we leave?"

Loose cultivators have the least sense of security. After risking death in the secret realm to find a few treasures, they were now surrounded upon exiting.

Anyone would suspect that the Wang Family and other clans planned to murder and loot.

The elder of the Wang Family snorted coldly, "According to my grandson, Chen Nan is among you. I suspect he has used a secret technique to alter his appearance, correct?"

Chen Nan cursed inwardly; these old foxes were truly astute, quickly deducing his methods.

In just this short time, he had felt several Divine Thoughts sweep over him. Were it not for the Life and Death Technique, he would likely have been discovered by now.

"Until Chen Nan is found, no one may leave!"

The loose cultivator kept arguing, "We have nothing to do with Chen Nan. If you can’t find him, are you going to kill us all?"

At these words, Wang Teng’s grandfather suddenly looked grim, raised a hand, and sent a longsword flying, instantly piercing the loose cultivator’s head.

The sudden change left the loose cultivators silent in fear.

"Better to kill mistakenly than let one escape! Even if I kill you all, so what?"

Such domineering words made the expressions of those from other factions turn grim.

Nie Xiaoyu, worried for Chen Nan’s safety, stepped forward, "Isn’t the Wang Family a bit too tyrannical? These people bear no grudge against the Wang Family, yet you kill them mercilessly. How does that differ from a demon cultivator?"

The Wang Family elder sneered, "Ah, so it’s Fairy Yu of the Yuantian Sect. Hasn’t your sect taught you not to meddle in others’ affairs?"

"Even if we, the Wang Family, kill all these people, so what?"

Nie Xiaoyu’s expression instantly changed, "You... aren’t you afraid of inciting public fury?"

The face of the Wang Family elder darkened, his gaze sharp as he stared at Nie Xiaoyu.

"If it were your Sect Leader, perhaps I’d show some respect, but who do you think you are to dictate the actions of my Wang Family?"

"A prodigy? Only valuable if they grow up. Fairy Yu, don’t misjudge your position!"