School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 2303 - 2389: My Son

Chen Nan sighed, "Good junior sister, senior brother understands your good intentions, but Elder Ziwei is clearly someone who does what he says. Even if we beg him or kneel, what’s the use? Junior sister, when that old demon arrives later, I’ll hold him off for you so you can escape. After all, his target is me, he probably won’t chase you. If I unfortunately die in battle, then please just put up a garment grave for me as a makeshift memorial."

Chen Nan looked sorrowful, as if he had accepted his inevitable death.

He was secretly pondering, this Ziwei Taoist seemed to be someone who does not yield to force but responds to gentleness. Moreover, earlier he deliberately let me ask, when I didn’t, he threw out a few words intentionally. Yet, when I really asked, he ignored me.

This old Taoist’s mind, if I kneel and beg him to save me, he probably wouldn’t help. A strong person like him, who has already returned to simplicity, I can’t sense any Divine Power from him at all. However, he can sense the arrival of Tao Liuguang’s father from such a distance, he is clearly not a simple character.

Thinking this, Chen Nan continued, "The Ziwei Taoist doesn’t have a trace of Divine Power. Asking him to deal with Tao Liuguang’s father is really asking too much. So many of us young people aren’t a match, but the old Taoist by himself..."

Chen Nan seemed to want to say more but stopped. He looked at the Ziwei Taoist with pity.

"Alright, alright, you little rascal, stop talking. This fellow from the Taowu Clan, leave him to me, the old man. You all go do what you need to do. He won’t harm you now and won’t kill you in the future, the old Taoist guarantees. However, he is after all from the Holy Demon Race, and there’s a friend of mine in that clan, I cannot kill him."

While the Ziwei Taoist was speaking, a tornado swept through Heaven and Earth, suddenly lifting his body from the void, flying towards where Tao Liuguang’s father was.

"Chen Nan, hand over the Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron, and I’ll spare your life," Tao Liuguang’s father shouted as he saw the Ziwei Taoist being carried towards him by the tornado, "You send a Taoist with no Divine Power to die, while you hide behind like a coward. For the True Dragon to give you the Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron, it must be senile."

His words were filled with disdain towards Chen Nan.

"You just want to say I’m a coward, right? I’ll tell you, the moment I wielded the Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron, your son was so scared he ran. If there’s a coward, it’s your son, not me."

Chen Nan laughed heartily, "His Qing Suo Sword can wield its full power, while my Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron can’t even utilize a tenth of its strength, yet it scared him off. Your Taowu Clan has truly lost face."

Chen Nan initially wanted to mention the Holy Demon Race, but thinking about it, he refrained, as it would inadvertently insult the True Dragon, Feng Yuanling, and the Kunpeng Clan. Not all Holy Demons deserved ridicule.

"Ke ke, you think I don’t know my own useless son is a coward? Otherwise, with his strength, how could he not be your match? Our Holy Demon Race has long lost the grandeur of the ancestors, but still, he is my son, and I can call him a fool, but you cannot. Chen Nan, my offer stands: hand over the Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron, and I won’t kill you, but you will endure eighteen tortures."

This purple-robed middle-aged man’s eyes were deeply set, with bulging temples.

He watched as the old Taoist flew toward him and did not act.

"This old Taoist had no Divine Power. Whether I kill him or not, it’s all the same. Don’t waste time. Will you surrender it, or must I take it from you?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed coldly.

Chen Nan was startled. Tao Liuguang’s father was astonishingly protective, yet having such a father was undeniably fortunate.

Unable to stop himself, Chen Nan thought of his master, Xuan Tianji.

"Senior, how should I address you?" asked Chen Nan. Although Tao Liuguang was unimpressive, his father commanded a certain respect. With a thought, he could make an ordinary man’s body explode, yet he did not strike the Ziwei Taoist, who seemed just an ordinary man. Of course, Chen Nan and Su Qingqing knew this Taoist was not simple.

"I am Tao Tian!"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe laughed, "The Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron is the Treasure of the Hunter King. If I can obtain it, I can counter his Sun Shooting Divine Bow. With that, our Holy Demon Race can join forces to kill him, annihilating the Lie Clan would be within reach."

As he spoke, his eyes finally revealed a trace of hatred.

Evidently, the Hunter King had deeply affected him.

"Tao Tian..." Chen Nan mused. The name indeed sounded arrogant, taking heaven as part of the name. But names that bold often don’t bode well; they evoke the Heavenly Dao Law’s backlash. Yet he seemed well-lived, his strength wasn’t mere bluff.

"I know a bit about how the Holy Demon Race was once hunted by the Lie Clan and that the True Dragon was ambushed. The True Dragon’s hatred for the Lie Clan shouldn’t be less than yours. If he entrusted the Ten Thousand Longevity Divine Tripod to me, it must have been his will. I don’t meddle in the grudges between your Holy Demon Race and the Lie Clan, ever since Heaven and Earth opened, the Human Clan and Demon Clan haven’t had peace."

Chen Nan refused Tao Tian mercilessly. This man was powerful, but Chen Nan had his principles.

Otherwise, at Taigu Divine Mountain, he wouldn’t have risked everything. It was those principles that allowed him to break through to the Supreme King Realm, something Chen Nan never regretted.

"Ke ke, you have a point, so I’ll... just steal it."

Tao Tian looked at Chen Nan, and his form moved to bypass the almost nearby Ziwei Taoist to reach Chen Nan.

He glanced at the Ziwei Taoist, his eyes flashing with intrigue.

Although integrated with Heaven and Earth, the pressure he emitted was insurmountable even for someone of Chen Nan’s strength, this old Taoist...

As Tao Tian moved, the old Taoist stretched out his hand in the void and grabbed him.

Tao Tian was stunned.

In disbelief, he stared at the Ziwei Taoist, "Who are you?"

As the scruffy Taoist caught him, Tao Tian immediately retaliated, seeking to shake him off. However, the old Taoist clutched him tightly, unmoving.

For the moment, he couldn’t break free.

"Old Taoist, who are you, really?"

Tao Tian’s eyes widened, and he struck at the Ziwei Taoist’s chest.

"Boom!"

Tao Tian was incredibly powerful. When he struck the Ziwei Taoist’s chest, his hand went numb from the impact.