School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1783: 1869: Blood Gourd

The elderly man turned, only to find Chen Nan gazing at him with sharp eyes. 'Kid, I may have lost today, but don't expect me, an old man, to suffer humiliation. Speak your mind quickly and get your nonsense out of the way,' he declared, puffing out his beard.

He had assumed Chen Nan would seize this opportunity to spew taunts, a habit he himself indulged in. Whenever individuals who lost significantly to him appeared dejected, he'd deliberately offer a few icy, sarcastic remarks – a deeply satisfying act.

As he prepared to depart, Chen Nan's voice halted him. The old man immediately braced for the worst, even interpreting Chen Nan's earlier gesture of returning the storage ring as a calculated move to spite him.

'Hmph, if the Ninth Lord doesn't display his true might, do you think I'm just some frail feline!'

Nine Clawed Fire Glass shot a glare at Chen Nan, his anger flaring, and he vented his thoughts internally.

'If my perception is accurate, Senior’s genuine power has long surpassed the half-step Supreme level, transcending the Tenth Level of Heavenly Monarch to reach that stage. It’s more than just a simple realm upgrade, am I correct?' Chen Nan mused aloud.

Nine Clawed Fire Glass scoffed. 'You little brat, attempting to show off to an old man like me? I figured that out a thousand years ago.'

Chen Nan chuckled. 'Kindly permit me to finish, Senior. In truth, with your current might, attaining the Supreme realm isn't out of reach. However, I suspect you've been unable to breach your current bottleneck, or perhaps you haven't encountered any opportunities to connect with the Supreme Expert realm over these years. Is that not the case?'

'Who claims I haven't? That's merely me maintaining a low profile. You know nothing...'

Before Nine Clawed Fire Glass could finish his retort, he saw the Divine Fire and Demon Fire blazing within Chen Nan's eyes, fixed upon him. Despite his own formidable power, he felt a flicker of unease. He grudgingly nodded, conceding the truth, 'Very well, I admit it. That is indeed the situation.'

'Senior Nine Clawed's strength doesn't truly lag far behind others; the sole missing element is an understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Lacking that touch of enlightenment to break through, you've been unable to grasp the threshold,' Chen Nan stated earnestly, observing Nine Clawed Fire Glass.

Had these words come from anyone else, even a cultivator at the Late Stage Heavenly Monarch realm, they would have been dismissed as folly. After all, a cultivator within the Heavenly Monarch Realm wouldn't grasp the intricacies of the half-step Supreme, let alone the path to breaking through to the Supreme Realm.

Yet, the person uttering these profound insights today was none other than Chen Nan!

Might forms the bedrock of one's words; without it, no matter how insightful or logical the statements, they devolve into mere chatter.

Had it been another individual, Nine Clawed Fire Glass would have shown no restraint and lashed out long ago, forbidding such discourse. But as he looked at Chen Nan, he felt the urge to strike, only to hold himself back.

'Kid, are you jesting? Do you, by some chance, comprehend the Heavenly Dao more profoundly than I do?'

Chen Nan let out a chuckle. 'Well, I truly cannot say for sure. It's just that I've encountered a saying: 'What is overfilled must eventually empty,' and pursuing perfection to an extreme can become a flaw. Conversely, certain imperfections can, at times, manifest as a form of flawed beauty.'

Chen Nan's words gave Nine Clawed Fire Glass pause; he sensed, faintly, that Chen Nan's statement held the potential for genuine assistance.

'Proceed, tell me more!'

'Senior delights in gambling, revels in victory, and pursues perfection excessively. While I cannot ascertain the true nature of the Heavenly Dao, an ancient adage states—'people experience joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes.' From a certain perspective, perhaps I have inadvertently introduced a flaw into your state of mind. However, conversely, Senior could completely transform this perceived flaw, utilizing it to achieve a perfect Heavenly Dao.'

Chen Nan smiled after delivering his words and made to depart.

'Chen Nan, you… you speak the truth. Though I cannot verify it instantaneously, I… I feel my previously established Dao beginning to crumble, accompanied by a sense of rebirth akin to Nirvana…'

Nine Clawed Fire Glass was overcome with excitement, his knuckle joints audibly cracking. A profound sense of joy illuminated his elderly face, now tinged with a slight flush. 'I must enter secluded cultivation. Should I indeed transcend my current realm, your immense kindness will not be forgotten.'

With a swift movement, his short frame plunged into the mountain forest, quickly vanishing within the depths of Demon God Mountain.

With this matter settled, and the debt owed to Haotian Tower by White Shisi likely not requiring immediate repayment, Chen Nan contemplated his next move. He decided to prepare to depart Demon God Mountain alongside Black September Demon King.

As he was just about to depart, the Super Divine Beast, who had previously addressed him as benefactor, rapidly approached, clutching a blood-hued gourd. "Benefactor, this is a token of my father, Cang Yue. I earnestly hope you will accept it. This gourd is capable of unleashing a rather potent assault, which could prove invaluable during critical junctures."

After receiving the blood-colored gourd, the young master from Demon God Mountain conveyed a divine thought to Chen Nan, imparting the incantation necessary to activate its attack. He then observed Chen Nan's departure.

Chen Nan journeyed five hundred miles away from Demon God Mountain. From behind him, he could hear a multitude of voices emanating from the various Demon Gods, both large and small, each expressing their goodwill.

Glancing at the Black Forest Demon King by his side, Chen Nan couldn't suppress a sense of satisfaction. "This expedition to Demon God Mountain, despite being manipulated by that individual from the Yin Yang School, was ultimately a great fortune. Breaking through to Heavenly Monarch has bolstered my strength significantly. With this enhanced power, I feel more assured in both reconciling with Ape Ancestor and rescuing my junior sister."

Chen Nan, feeling invigorated, also noted a peculiar sensation. "Little Tower, what do you truly believe Cang Yue's realm to be? He only conveyed his voice, avoiding a direct encounter. Still, I never anticipated that my accidental rescue of his son would yield such a result. I hope this Blood-colored Gourd isn't too disappointing."

Chen Nan turned the blood-colored gourd over in his palm. It appeared quite ordinary, yet held an intriguing mystique, emitting no discernible terrifying power.

"This Blood Gourd, if my assessment is correct, should be an Innate Spiritual Treasure."

The Haotian Tower's voice resonated, causing Chen Nan to nearly leap with excitement.

He quickly reconsidered, however. At the cultivation level of the Demon God Mountain Master, his son surely couldn't have been in genuine peril. If there had been, the Master would have sensed it and intervened immediately. Therefore, the rescue was merely a gesture to foster goodwill. In exchange for such a deed, he wouldn't directly bestow an Innate Spiritual Treasure, a treasure of such ultimate significance.

While the Four Extremes World boasts a notable abundance of Spiritual Treasures, Innate Spiritual Treasures are exceedingly rare. The emergence of even one is enough to cause a sensation throughout the world.

"However, the power of this Innate Spiritual Treasure can only be utilized once. It has sustained a considerable impact, and its original might is on the verge of dissipation. It is currently being forcibly sealed by a formidable power, which accounts for its stability. Furthermore, while this Blood Gourd is indeed an Innate Spiritual Treasure, it functions as a killing implement. It is beneficial not to use it, thereby avoiding a descent into the Demon Path."

The Haotian Tower, grasping the core truth of the matter, immediately detected the scent of blood from countless beings clinging to this Blood Gourd.