School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1781: 1867: The Most Bizarre Question

As the disheveled old man in purple robes agitatedly stroked his beard, Chen Nan offered a nod with a smile, his voice amplified, “Esteemed guests from Demon God Mountain, did you register that clearly? The Ninth Elder has stipulated that if he fails to answer even a single question, he forfeits. A draw also counts as a loss.”

Chen Nan’s loud declaration left all the demons from Demon God Mountain astounded. Was the young man shouting so intensely to prevent the Ninth Elder from backing out?

The demons secretly acknowledged the human’s astute strategy.

Nevertheless, throughout history, there hadn’t been a question unfathomable to the old man. Furthermore, if he himself encountered an unknown, a mere divine thought could traverse countless planets within moments, allowing him to casually consult a comrade for the answer.

The ruffian elder’s anger simmered. “Fellow, are you not apprehensive? Hasten, pose your final query. This ancient one is poised to claim this modest tower. Such a treasure, left unimbscribed by your divine soul, is truly a squandered asset. It is fortuitous for me to seize such a bargain today, Ninth Claw.”

Chen Nan could not suppress a chuckle. “Elder, is Ninth Claw your true designation? That moniker…”

It was the first time Chen Nan had encountered such an unusual name. He mused if it stemmed from the elder’s physique possessing nine claws. Should he have possessed ten, would he be called Ten Claw? The intricacies of Divine Beasts were truly beyond comprehension and remarkably complex.

“What is amiss with this name? I originated from the Eight-Clawed Fire Glass clan, yet I manifested with nine claws, hence my clan bestowed this appellation. In time, my given name faded into obscurity. Is Ninth Claw an ignoble title?”

The old man’s indignation flared, and a potent pressure, emanating from the Divine Beast, descended. Chen Nan felt an inexplicable increase in burden, nearly losing his footing.

“A magnificent and imposing name, hahahaha. Very well, the junior shall now present the last question. The third question offers a choice between a simple and a difficult query; I wonder which the elder shall favor? Contemplate carefully ere you respond, and refrain from haste.”

Chen Nan narrowed his eyes and gave a confident wink, assured of his impending victory.

The elder clenched his jaw, a profound curiosity consuming him. Chen Nan had evidently faltered twice; how could he still exude such unwavering assurance now? Could this third question truly be that formidable?

A gleam flickered in the elder’s eyes as he chuckled, “Youngster, you likely perceive my resolve as mere pretense, but I assure you, for the sake of the Haotian Tower, I shall embrace the risk. Such a treasure, if attainable, even if it earns me a reputation for preying on the weak, what consequence does it hold? This ancient one has, after all, lived in seclusion upon Demon God Mountain his entire existence, detached from worldly affairs. I select the simpler option; proceed with your question.”

Chen Nan could no longer contain his mirth. “Elder, I never once implied you were a swine! As you are prepared, I shall proceed.”

The elder’s gaze sharpened, and he emitted a cold snort. He thought to himself, “Vile brat, this fellow is indeed exacting with his words. I, the formidable Nine-Clawed Fire Glass, a mutated Divine Beast, yet you equate me with a pig. Wait until I triumphantly secure your pagoda, then witness your lamentations; for now, indulge your arrogance.”

Chen Nan inclined his head and gestured with his fingers, causing a set of luminous golden characters to materialize in the void.

“During the Battle of Feishui, what were the names of the eighty thousand soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty?”

Merely twenty-odd characters, yet upon their appearance, the radiating golden script seemed to act as shackles, inexplicably binding all the assembled demons of Demon God Mountain.

A profound silence descended upon Demon God Mountain. The disheveled old man’s countenance abruptly flushed as he, a mighty Divine Beast, found himself in a quandary facing Chen Nan. “This inquiry…”

He had always been the one to pose enigmas, yet had never encountered a question so peculiar.

The elder found himself suddenly uncertain how to respond. It would not be necessary to deploy his divine thought across thousands or tens of thousands of miles; this question was singularly preposterous. Yet, it was undeniably a question, a genuine query.

What were their names?

Who on earth could ascertain such a detail!

“Ninth Elder, if you cannot provide an answer, you concede defeat,” Chen Nan remarked with a chuckle.

Though the demon gods of Demon God Mountain restrained themselves, an undercurrent of laughter rippled through them.

Observing the Ninth Elder’s strained expression, a collective sense of catharsis washed over everyone, as if long-held grievances were being purged.

Indeed, one should never judge a book by its cover, nor attempt to measure the vast ocean with a mere bushel.

This human youth was not only defying the heavens with his cultivation, surviving lethal encounters, and ascending to the Heavenly Monarch Realm, but he had now outmaneuvered the most cunning among the fourteen paramount figures of Demon God Mountain, the Ninth Elder.

Such a question, let alone for the Ninth Elder, even if Cang Yue himself were present, he would be incapable of answering it.

Wait… A sudden thought struck everyone: Chen Nan had only recently attained the Heavenly Monarch realm?

They could discern advancements across Great Realms, such as the attainment of Heavenly Monarch, and the intelligence gleaned from the Haotian Tower corroborated his progression to the Heavenly Monarch Realm.

The demons were left utterly bewildered, their minds reeling!

Was he truly not progressing to the Half-step Supreme or even the Supreme realm?

Having just absorbed the news of Chen Nan's survival against the five ancient Tongtian experts and Bai Shisi, followed by his resurrection after three days and nights, the revelation that Chen Nan had ascended to the Heavenly Monarch realm implied that in his past life, he had battled five unmatched demigods wielding power from the Immortal Domain. What kind of malevolence did he harbor in his previous existence?

“Cough, cough, this inquiry is indeed rather… cough, cough.”

The Ninth Elder was momentarily taken aback, unsure how to respond. The names of eighty thousand soldiers – who on earth paid attention to such details?

Chen Nan let out a soft chuckle, and with a sweep of his sleeve, the golden, luminous characters shimmering in the sky vanished instantly. “Ninth Elder, are you implying you cannot provide an answer?”

“I suppose so. If you deem this question simple, then… what of the difficult question?”

The Ninth Elder, having not experienced total defeat his entire life, naturally refused to concede. He was still determined to put up a fight. While losing the Haotian Tower and having to surrender the heavenly materials and earthly treasures newly acquired from all the demon gods wasn't the biggest concern, his spirit couldn't accept such a loss without internal conflict. If he were to be utterly vanquished this time, he might just cultivate a Heart Demon.

Such a Heart Demon, even if dormant, would cast a shadow upon his Dao Heart, potentially causing infinite regret in his future endeavor to advance to the Supreme Expert Realm.

“That ‘slightly difficult question’?” Chen Nan inquired, blinking. “Hehe, if this question cannot be answered, then naturally… considering you are an Elder, I shall grant you one more opportunity. Remember, this is your final chance, a favor I'm extending to you.” Chen Nan's expression was remarkably solemn and sincere.