School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1886 - 1972: Outer Domain Battlefield 9

The two Supremes, one portly and one gaunt, were still engaged in their quarrel. The two Half-step Supremes, accustomed to the spectacle, observed from a distance. They regarded Chen Nan as if he were already a dead man. After all, ensnared by two Supremes, even a Supreme Expert would struggle to escape, especially with the Blood Pond beneath the Formation providing a constant influx of power. However, such a malevolent Blood Pond is extraordinarily perilous to ordinary Supremes. It is infused with various potent drugs and poisons, representing the deepest secret of Blood Martial Hall's Cultivation methods. Any Heavenly Lord cultivator falling into it and failing to extricate themselves promptly would likely be reduced to mere skeletal remains.

"May your ancestors be damned, you turtle bastard! Back then, you coveted my Magic Treasure, and I generously gifted it to you. Then, you set your sights on my wife..." The short, stout Supreme continued his tirade. The tall, slender Supreme retorted instantly, "Curse your granny’s kin, you dare accuse me of theft? You usurped my cave dwelling! I was cultivating in the Blood Pond when you insisted on joining me. Your blasted Cultivation Technique backfired, causing a Deviation... Ultimately, your Divine Soul was ejected and forcefully merged into my physical form. I had no choice but to inhabit your scrawny body. I was once a graceful, well-built man, you understand?!"

"May your mother’s lineage suffer!"

"I shall duel you to the death!"

The corpulent and the emaciated, the tall and the short, the two Supremes immediately clashed, commencing a furious battle atop the Blood Array. Chen Nan could only sigh, shaking his head. "No wonder this skinny fellow's moniker is 'Short Winter Melon'. It turns out the two of them had actually swapped bodies." Ou Yifei appeared utterly bewildered. "Both are in the Supreme Realm. Even if reverting their bodies proves difficult, they could at least alter their outward appearances..." Chen Nan chuckled, "You don't grasp the intricacies of male relationships; I can't fault you for that!" One portly, one gaunt—they were either legendary drinking companions... or perhaps something more profound... Chen Nan mused internally as the blood-colored gourd materialized in his hand. This artifact, a blood-hued gourd, was an Innate Spiritual Treasure from a Fourth-level World and a formidable instrument of destruction. Upon their arrival at this lake, it had stirred with unusual excitement, piquing Chen Nan's curiosity. Recalling it now, it must have sensed the presence of this immense Blood Pond. Both the Formation and the Blood Pond were as natural a habitat to the Blood Gourd as water to a fish or the forest to a bird. Chen Nan fancied he could hear the Blood Gourd emitting sounds of delighted anticipation.

The Blood Gourd, originally a Spirit Communication Treasure, required no infusion of his Divine Power. It ascended of its own volition, alighted upon the Array Eye, and began to assimilate the Vicious Aura within the Array and the boundless Blood Qi from the lake below. "Chi chi chi!" Countless torrents of Blood Qi surged into the Blood Gourd. Within moments, the Blood Qi intensified dramatically, coalescing into a vortex, much like a devastating assault unleashed by the Formation itself. The two Half-step Supremes witnessed this spectacle for the first time. Each mistakenly believed Chen Nan and Ou Yifei were under attack, their faces contorted with frantic rage. Having just sustained serious injuries from Chen Nan, they now saw an opportunity for retribution.

The rotund and slender Supremes continued their verbal sparring. Chen Nan cast a glance at Ou Yifei beside him. "You've only recently ascended to the Half-step Supreme Realm. Your advancement is truly heaven-defying. Fortunately, you originate from the Heavenly People Clan and are not bound by the limitations of the Heavenly Dao; otherwise, you might have remained trapped in this Realm for an immeasurable duration." Ou Yifei nodded, a faint smile gracing her lips. "To be honest, I consider myself incredibly fortunate simply to be alive. When I sacrificed myself to dismantle the Demon Summoning Formation, survival was never something I anticipated. This is truly a divine blessing." She held no particular attachment to this level of Cultivation. Chen Nan offered a wry smile. He and Ou Yifei could be considered kindred spirits, having faced immense trials and shared profound life-and-death experiences. "Since you have endured such hardships and even attained a level of Cultivation that I envy, do not let it go to waste. Earlier, in the Magic Realm, I acquired a secret technique that can aid you in stabilizing your current Cultivation." With a mere thought, the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture, obtained from the Blood Evil Ancestor, was instantly imprinted into Ou Yifei's Sea of Consciousness. "This secret technique allows for the absorption of others' Cultivation while simultaneously fortifying one's own physique, utilizing blood as the conduit. It is perfectly suited for this environment. We must seize this opportunity. Even if we drain this Blood Pond entirely dry, Xue Zhan and the others will simply have to accept their misfortune when they return."

As the two Half-step Supremes began harboring malicious intentions, Chen Nan had already devised a plan to swindle them. It was their Blood Martial Hall that had initiated the confrontation this time. He hadn’t harmed anyone; his intention was merely to overturn their Cultivation Blood Pond and drain it completely.

In fact, that was already an act of extreme politeness!

"You are such a scoundrel!"

Upon hearing Chen Nan's declaration, Ou Yifei couldn't refrain from delivering a playful punch to his chest.

Chen Nan erupted into hearty laughter. "A man who isn't a bit wicked won't capture a woman's heart. If I weren't sufficiently wicked, how could I have amassed so many wives?"

His demeanor was both righteous and incredibly smug, and annoyingly, there was a kernel of truth to his words.

"You... alas..."

Ou Yifei offered a helpless smile and commenced her cultivation of the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture.

Concurrently, Chen Nan also initiated the use of the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture, drawing in the formidable energy emanating from the Blood Pond.

"This Blood Martial Hall utilizes the Blood Pond as a Cultivation Field. However, apart from these two Supremes being rather peculiar individuals, Xue Zhan and the other three exhibit no Vicious Aura whatsoever. They must possess some form of unique Magic Skills. Nevertheless, I have the Blood Gourd to absorb any Vicious Aura."

Chen Nan absorbed the power of the Blood Pond while contemplating these thoughts internally.

A short while later, as radiant light erupted from the Blood Gourd, the blood-colored Array began to shudder violently.

The corpulent and the slender Supremes had been locked in a verbal spat, but upon witnessing this development, their eyes widened like those of oxen. They pointed at Chen Nan and Ou Yifei as if devastation had struck their families. "You... you..."

As they spoke, tears actually began to well up in their eyes.

At this juncture, the Blood Pond had already been depleted by one-third by Chen Nan and was continuously diminishing in volume. At this pace, it wouldn't be long before this crimson lake ran dry.

"This is simply too much; there is no justice in this world!"

The stout Supreme wailed. He reached out and seized a Half-step Supreme who was attempting to discreetly depart, sensing the unfavorable turn of events. "Did you not proclaim they were mere drifters from the Outer Domain? How in the heavens do they possess knowledge of my Blood Martial Hall's secret technique?"

The two Supremes were so incensed that they were on the verge of ascending as Buddhas and raging as three gods. This Blood Pond lake was their cherished creation. Their attainment of their current Realm was entirely dependent on this Blood Pond. The blood within this lake had been accumulated over millennia, contributing to its current vastness.

When they had invaded that Fourth-level World, they had employed a Great Divine Power to transport this lake into the Palace, and now it had met such an unfortunate end.

"We... we have no idea either..."

The Half-step Supreme was so petrified that he incontinently released both feces and urine. A predatory glint flashed in the fat Supreme's eyes. He brought down a palm strike, reducing the individual's body to a paste.

"You dared to deceive me!" The fat Supreme detested deception more than anything in his life.

The slender Supreme applauded enthusiastically from the sidelines. "You wretched fatty, you've finally done something commendable. Obliterating his body will serve as a lesson; otherwise, he would assume we brothers are easily duped."

The thin Supreme extended his hand and apprehended the other Half-step Supreme. That Half-step Supreme immediately fell to his knees, pleading for mercy, but the thin Supreme showed no hesitation whatsoever. With a single punch, he too was reduced to a pile of minced flesh.

The Divine Souls of the two Half-step Supremes erupted from their physical forms and fled with utmost haste into the distance.