Previously on School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master...
Chen Nan allows his Heart Demon to take control of his body to execute the Third Form of Chaotic Reversal. The devastating power of this technique terrifies the Yin Yang Saintess's Innate Spiritual Treasure, causing it to retreat. The Heart Demon then begins demonstrating the Fourth and Fifth Forms of the Chaotic Nine Forms, leaving the Yin Yang Saintess in a desperate state as she attempts to set up a powerful formation.
Chen Nan’s concentration intensified, fully engrossing himself. The instant the spectral voice echoed once more, the Reversal Chaos Fourth Form was unleashed into the void.
It manifested like a gentle zephyr, passing by without causing the slightest ripple. Upon performing the Reversal Chaos Fourth Form, Chen Nan found it difficult to believe; when contrasted with the Third Move, which had convulsed the very heavens and earth, reversing all things, the Fourth Form felt utterly insignificant, akin to a mere speck of dust, possessing no discernible presence.
As the Heart Demon enacted the Reversal Chaos Fourth Form, Chen Nan’s physical form seemed to dwindle into a dust mote, and the Fourth Form itself became this unnoticeable particle. He appeared to vanish between heaven and earth, yet the latent power residing within that insignificance was palpable only to the one executing it.
This latent power undoubtedly surpassed the Third Move, concentrating all its force into a singular point, wielding a terrifying might capable of piercing through anything. "What a potent technique!" Chen Nan couldn't help but marvel internally.
"Whoosh!" With a mere thought from the Heart Demon, a minuscule speck of dust surged forth from Chen Nan’s palm, vanishing into the distant void in the blink of an eye. That expanse of space remained placid, like an ancient well, as if it had indeed merely absorbed a mote of dust.
Chen Nan’s gaze remained fixed, his eyes unblinking, aware that the Reversal Chaos Fourth Form could never be weak. In the ensuing moment, the void in the distance began to fracture, originating from a single point; it collapsed, and this Fourth Form had the audacity to directly shatter the void itself.
What would be the consequence if such a strike were to hit a person? How much more catastrophic would the outcome be if it were a strike from the cultivation of a Demon Path Supreme?
"Possessing formidable cultivation is indeed gratifying. The strength you've attained finally grants me a sliver of enjoyment, yet it remains far too weak, haha." Following this declaration, the spectral voice commanded Chen Nan’s body to cease its movements, settling into a quiet, cross-legged posture.
From afar, a destructive aura contorted the Yin Yang Saintess’s features. She continuously weaved intricate incantations, reinforcing the Void Yin Yang Formation. The converging void energies within harbored the capacity to obliterate all existence.
The starlight from roughly a dozen surrounding planets was drawn inexorably towards the celestial plate held by the Yin Yang Saintess. The terrifying power emanating from it made the Void Yin Yang Formation appear as an insurmountable barrier, capable of restraining anything, an array that could invert the very heavens.
"Chen Nan, I shall see you dead!" the Yin Yang Saintess shrieked hysterically in her heart, her own spirit trembling. She let out a frenzied cry to bolster her resolve, to summon the courage needed to confront Chen Nan.
Much further away, the Half-step Supreme Realm Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect, upon witnessing the Reversal Chaos Fourth Form, already in a state of grievous injury and dire straits, dropped to his knees. "Cease your attack, I surrender, I surrender!"
He was genuinely terrified. The Reversal Chaos Fourth Form instilled even the mighty Yin Yang Saintess with immense apprehension, disrupting her formation. He, merely a Half-step Supreme, despite being separated by thousands of miles, was seized by such debilitating fear that his legs weakened, and his entire body lost all strength from the collapsing void’s oppressive force.
The Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect, who had initially intended to exploit the four women by leveraging his formidable sword cultivation prowess, was now reduced to pathetic wails. His attire was in tatters, and his body bore a tragic spectacle of injuries; his legs, back, abdomen, and face all bore the marks inflicted by the four women.
This Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect, alongside Jian Er Shisan, both venerable figures holding the esteemed title of sect founder and possessing a strength no less than Jian Er Shisan, now knelt on the ground, kowtowing with the frantic urgency of pounding garlic.
"Spare my life, granddames, spare my life. Should you grant me clemency, I shall pledge my unwavering loyalty henceforth, remaining humble and diligent, never daring to harbor the slightest disobedience." This Grand Ancestor evinced far less fortitude than Jian Er Shisan.
At the precipice of life and death, he discarded all pretense, kneeling and pleading for mercy without hesitation.
Liu Tiantian expressed her displeasure quite plainly. "Are we truly that ancient? You yourself appear to be eighty or ninety years old, several lifetimes older than us. Do you possess the audacity to refer to us as 'granddames'?"
The Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect nearly retched a mouthful of aged blood. "Damn it, women indeed possess intelligence inversely proportional to their bust size. I've lived for millennia; even a fraction of that spans over eighty or ninety years. Does this little lass have a void in her head?"
However, his thoughts remained suppressed, his courage to retort verbally extinguished. The man's power was too overwhelming; speaking further would surely invite doom. Having lived for countless years, survival was paramount, understanding the necessity of backing down when the situation demanded it.
"Young ladies, no, esteemed beauties, I beg you, spare my life! I will willingly surrender all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Divine Artifact Armor I possess." The Grand Ancestor felt a pang of anguish in his heart, but faced with the precipice of death, such material possessions were no longer as important as his own existence.
Chu Wenrou, however, was not appeased. "Old man, did your eyes grow on your backside? Where exactly do you see a beauty? Are you actively seeking death?"
She glared fiercely, leaving the Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect feeling utterly wronged. "Damn it, are there people like this?" he inwardly fumed. If not for the overwhelming desire to survive, even through ignoble means, he would have ended his own life right then and there to prove a point. This woman was clearly going too far.
Yet, to be fair, her appearance was indeed not particularly striking. She was shorter than the other three women, her stature somewhat less impressive.
The old man found himself unable to comprehend Chen Nan's aesthetic preferences.
Could it be that his taste in women had simply reverted to unadorned simplicity? This was a distinct possibility. It wasn't entirely surprising then that a cultivator in the mid-stage Heavenly Monarch realm would dare to challenge a Supreme Being; perhaps the very nature of cultivation realms had shifted.
Grinding his teeth, the Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect resolved to play his trump card.
"Esteemed ladies, please calm yourselves. This old one happens to know of a Secret Realm nestled within the Death Star Domain, intrinsically linked to the Outer Heaven Demons. Whispers suggest that mastering the powers contained within could grant one dominion over the entire Four Extremes World."
The Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect let out a sigh. "Over a thousand years ago, I stumbled upon a fragmented Treasure Map. I dedicated an entire millennium, risking life and limb on countless occasions, venturing into the treacherous Death Star Domain. Through perilous escapes, I finally managed to piece this map together."
Su Qingqing and Huo Xinya exchanged a knowing glance before speaking in unison, "If we follow your implication, and the power within that Secret Realm is truly as formidable as you claim, then why haven't you ventured there yourself? Instead, you chose to associate with the Yin Yang Saintess and ambush the ancestors of the Mo and Bing families?"
Internally, the two women remained remarkably composed. While information pertaining to God Demons was undeniably significant, they refused to be swayed by mere words.
"With my current strength, it is exceedingly difficult to access that place. Furthermore, each expedition into the Death Star Domain incurs a monumental cost. I would need to meticulously plan for at least several decades. This current venture was originally conceived with the Yin Yang Saintess, with the intention of eliminating the ancestors of the Mo and Bing families, and then..."
Before the Grand Ancestor of the Golden Sword Sect could finish, Su Qingqing interjected, "So, on one hand, you intended to seize the resources from those two ancestors, and on the other, you planned to drag the Yin Yang Saintess into this endeavor with you. Quite a cunning scheme you had."
"Hehe, precisely. From what I understand, that Secret Realm is no less perilous than the Ancient God Demon Battlefield. While it holds immense treasures, the risks involved are substantial. I couldn't possibly exploit it alone anyway, so bringing along a powerful ally seemed prudent. It appears I miscalculated."
Casting a grim look towards the distant Yin Yang Saintess, the old man's expression grew somber. "Now it seems, even if I had joined forces with her, I would have ultimately become mere cannon fodder."
The moment the Yin Yang Saintess made her earlier choice, he had already realized he was being discarded.
He paused for a moment, then retrieved a Jade Scroll, exquisitely crafted from supreme jade, from his person. He actively presented it to Su Qingqing. "This scroll contains the map. My sincerity is absolute, and I am even willing to serve as a guide. Please, do not kill me. The cultivation I've painstakingly achieved over thousands of years is not easily attained. Moreover, with the Four Extremes World currently beset by internal and external strife, the more individuals we have, the greater our collective strength. Spare me!"
