School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 2136 - 2222: Torment

Chen Nan gazed intensely at the True Dragon manifestation, neither humble nor boastful: "Respected True Dragon, the Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique requires me to use my entire body’s Blood Qi as the foundation, with my Essence Qi and spirit at your disposal. It suggests it’s a close call between life and death. Nevertheless, it may be worth attempting. But, I want to know what benefits I might receive, otherwise dying in confusion isn’t my style."

The True Dragon’s massive head looked at him and suddenly burst into laughter: "Boy, you face my promise with unwavering resolve; your will is commendable. However, explaining ruins the fun; you’re too small in power, and I’m taking a gamble with you. Conversely, you must gamble with me. Although I won’t tell you the surprise you will receive, I can assure you one thing: your benefits will not be weaker than those eleven figures."

Eleven Great Star Position Kings were suppressing the Chaos Treasure, scheming to seize the treasure.

Chen Nan initially believed the Haotian Tower’s earlier actions were to deliberately mislead them into thinking the Chaos Treasure was fake. Yet, as he listened further, he gradually understood that a potent Chaos-level Gathering Spirit Treasure truly lay beneath the ground.

And it was entirely genuine.

Getting more than what the eleven Great Star Position Kings could offer was indeed worth risking one’s life. More importantly, he needed to rapidly enhance his power, since in the True Dragon Secret Realm, lacking strength meant facing death at any moment.

"I understand," Chen Nan nodded.

"Good boy, among the Human Clan practitioners, ones as tough as you are rare. The dragon is preparing to perform the Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique now. You must synchronize your mind and body, avoiding stray thoughts. The upcoming phase might be a bit painful."

In the next moment, intricate strands of power from the dragon head began ensnaring Chen Nan.

Chen Nan felt something simmering within his body.

Inspecting within himself, he was dumbfounded to find his blood boiling instantaneously.

Simultaneously, Chen Nan felt an extreme heat within, much more agonizing than the Golden Divine Fire burn.

"If it were solely about your blood mixing, it wouldn’t suffice to aid me through the Blood Sacrifice Technique; there’s something peculiar in your blood that I need to unearth."

The True Dragon’s voice resonated within Chen Nan’s mind.

Suddenly, feeling as if countless fine particles were penetrating him, Chen Nan found all the pores on his body opening at once. Then, blood seeped through every single one.

The blood didn’t fall to the ground; instead, it formed a funnel-shaped blood-colored net around Chen Nan.

The funnel’s base aimed directly at the True Dragon’s head.

The True Dragon’s enormous head constantly emitted a strength, merging with the Blood Qi at the funnel’s base.

The two forces intersected.

Never in his life had Chen Nan experienced such pain.

Unable to hold it, he groaned audibly.

Luckily, the Haotian Tower isolated everything, preventing his voice from spreading.

"So painful..."

Chen Nan’s teeth almost shattered.

He even sensed something in his Divine Soul was peeling away. If he hadn’t long formed a life or death bond with the Haotian Tower, he’d surely resist.

Faced with fearsome unknown powers, he worried that his Divine Soul might be torn apart at any moment.

"Little fellow, while it’s painful, your blood, Essence Qi, and spirit exceed my expectations in strength."

The True Dragon seemed exhilarated as more power poured from the dragon head image.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

As faint sounds spread from Chen Nan’s body—signals of many large acupuncture points opening—he had used Star Crossing to open 108 points but never attempted to fully open them.

Such an action was suicidal.

In the human body lie essential medicines, and those points hold vital elements.

They unlock potential yet also determine life and death.

That sound lasted an entire quarter-hour count, clearly showing him that all 409 points on his body had been forcibly opened.

"The Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique consists of five steps: steam, boil, open, fuse, and sacrificial offering. The first three are merely appetizers; the latter are crucial yet more painful."

The True Dragon’s voice followed.

Meanwhile, the Haotian Tower’s voice resonated in Chen Nan’s ears, "Chen Nan, the True Dragon’s technique is from the Ancient Era, a long-lost Blood Sacrifice Technique with increased power, posing significant danger and potential threat of death."

Trembling, the Haotian Tower hadn’t anticipated such events, with no path for retreat.

"Let my junior sister and Zhao Han enter. If I face the challenge of life and death today, should I die, I wish them to accompany me. If I survive, witnessing my growth benefits them immeasurably."

Chen Nan suggested.

The Haotian Tower communicated with the True Dragon.

Moments later, the outside, unknowing Ye Yiyi and Zhao Han were brought inside.

Their eyes showed astonishment upon seeing Chen Nan’s condition.

Zhao Han awaited his explanation, whilst Ye Yiyi impulsively rushed forward to aid him.

"Boom!"

a barrier appeared suddenly between her and Chen Nan, leaving her outside.

"Yiyi, I chose this path willingly. Entrusting one’s life to others is incredibly distressing, and I must seize control of my fate and rapidly enhance my strength."

Chen Nan transmitted a message to keep Ye Yiyi from moving rashly.

"Brother...whatever pain you endure, I want to share it. Even if we die together, I can’t allow you to face such a life and death ordeal alone."

Ye Yiyi sensed the scent of death in the air.

All of Chen Nan’s acupuncture points had been opened; his Essence Qi and spirit were dwindling through the blood net.

At any moment, he could perish.

"Good junior sister, your words are enough to satisfy your brother. Just silently watch and do not intervene, regardless of what occurs," Chen Nan smiled.

"Although the True Dragon senior stated my death would be unlucky, I believe since I’ve aided him, he might help you both to leave this perilous place."

Chen Nan’s aura was waning.

The Essence Blood continuously sprayed from innumerable pores, flowing toward the True Dragon’s dragon head image.

His face looked exceptionally pale.

He seemed withered, akin to a dried corpse.

"Little one, requesting such at this moment, the dragon has no reason to refuse. Now, I must blend your blood and Essence Qi and spirit with my dragon bone to regain my flesh and blood form, requiring their complete detachment from you."

The True Dragon’s head moved, establishing a bridge between the circular mountain-like dragon bones surrounding them and the space within the Haotian Tower.

Chen Nan’s blood seemed stripped away, transforming into a Blood Dragon, roaring as it dashed toward the dragon bone.