Dashing Student

Xu Wencheng's face was full of smiles, his brows tinged with mockery.

Seeing this, Chen Nan felt a sudden sense of helpless despair rise in his heart.

"Do you really think that by killing the Green Ghost Yaksha Ape, you're something impressive? It was just a beast that I had casually wounded."

Several direct disciples of the Yunxiao Sect also felt that the situation had been settled, as a Golden Core Stage cultivator provided ample support at the scene.

"Chen Nan, why not just offer your neck willingly? Struggling is pointless. You'll end up dying by Young Master Xu's hand anyway."

Someone else harbored resentment toward Chen Nan, their eyes filled with spite at this moment.

"Damn Chen Nan, if it weren't for him, why would Xu Wencheng be at the Yunxiao Sect? Why would he come for them?"

Thinking of the female disciples in the sect who had been insulted, they placed all the blame on Chen Nan.

Chen Nan took a deep breath, knowing that today would not end peacefully, but surrender was not his style. Even in desperate situations, he would never give up.

"Xu Wencheng, all I did was to stop Zhao Kai from committing evil deeds and hence was hated. During the recruitment event at the Yuantian Sect, I was constantly targeted, and even the old dog Xuanming himself came to frame me."

"After I left, they sent people to hunt me down, wanting me dead. I dare not forget this hate; one day, I'll pay back the old dog Xuanming with interest!"

Only then did a few direct disciples of the Yunxiao Sect understand why Xu Wencheng wanted to kill Chen Nan. They were also puzzled as to why a Nascent Soul elder would not let go of a little Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Only Master Xuanming knew the true reason.

"Haha, what a fool," Xu Wencheng laughed coldly. "You still don't know where you went wrong? Let me tell you!"

"Your mistake was being weak!"

"In the cultivation world, weakness is the original sin!"

These words jabbed at the heart, but neither Chen Nan nor the Yunxiao Sect's direct disciples showed a hint of surprise on their faces, as they already understood the essence of things.

"My master wants me to bring your corpse back; what a hassle. If you don't cooperate, I'll have to bring some limbs back, which won't look good."

Xu Wencheng's mouth curled into a sinister smile, and with a wave of his hand, over ten transparent wind blades rose around him, whistling as they fanned out, slashing deep ravines where they passed.

Chen Nan's expression changed, the Heaven-Burning Flame rose rapidly on his body, flames soaring as he clenched his fists, brazenly smashing them towards the wind blades.

He also wanted to test the power of a Golden Core Stage cultivator!

Fire and wind blades collided, and countless sparks flew out, landing gently and burning quietly on the ground like butterflies. The wind blades shattered with a sound.

But Chen Nan's fists were covered in blood, dripping continuously.

Even with a body comparable to a demon beast, he was still far inferior against a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

"Small Shifting Technique!"

Chen Nan called out in his heart, his body disappearing from the spot in an instant, moving so fast it was close to teleportation. Within the span of a breath, he appeared on Xu Wencheng's left side, with a Great Seal already formed in his palm.

"Dragon Tiger Seal!"

The Great Seal crashed down ferociously, enwrapped by thunder, exuding an even greater might. Yet before it could land on Xu Wencheng's head, it could not move an inch further.

Chen Nan was startled and raised his head, only to see several invisible winds forming, binding his arms and the Great Seal like ropes.

The gentle wind had turned into a tenacious shackle!

Xu Wencheng turned his head with a grin, his fingers twitching, utterly disdainful of Chen Nan's attack.

"Too weak! With such meager skills, you dare boast about avenging your master? Chen Nan, you are too naive!"

He spread his elegant fingers, gently placing a hand on Chen Nan's chest.

In this moment, Chen Nan's hair stood on end, alarms rang in his mind, but the wind binding him rendered him immobilized.

"Storm Spear!"

Xu Wencheng's lips moved slightly, massive mana gathering in his hand as a small, rapidly spinning storm manifested like a spear, piercing through Chen Nan's body in an instant.

The rotating storm continued tearing Chen Nan's flesh, blood splattering.

Chen Nan's body soared through the air, blood scattering like a bird with broken wings.

Xu Wencheng raised his hand slowly, a few strands of gusting wind twirling around his fingers, with the surrounding wind seemingly halting at his command.

Four gigantic wind blades formed in four directions, rushing violently with a loud hum, creating a massive execution platform.

"Four-direction Wind Slash!"

As Chen Nan's body fell, Xu Wencheng suddenly clenched his hand tightly, and the four gigantic wind blades simultaneously sliced toward Chen Nan in the center!

Blood splattered several meters high, the earth torn apart by wind blades, raising countless clouds of dust.

Xu Wencheng lightly smiled, brushing the dust off his sleeves, appearing indifferent, not even glancing at the scene within the dust clouds.

In his view, how could mere Chen Nan possibly survive such an attack?

The Yunxiao Sect's direct disciples quickly stepped forward to flatter him, knowing their role now was to play the toady, making sure Xu Wencheng was pleased.

"Young Master Xu's strength is astonishing. That insignificant Chen Nan dared to oppose the Young Master; truly overestimating his abilities!"

"Indeed. What is Chen Nan? Just a hunted stray dog."

Further, one of them sidled up with a sleazy grin to Xu Wencheng.

"Young Master Xu, there's no hurry to return after killing Chen Nan. In the Qingshan Sect where Chen Nan was, there are quite a few rather beautiful women."

"Especially the elder named Qing Yao, who is known as the Medicine Fairy."

Hearing about beauties, Xu Wencheng's eyes lit up, just about to urge the one who gave the idea to elaborate, when a sudden sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Without thinking, he grabbed the lascivious disciple before him as a shield, only to see a small sword, merely three inches long, piercing through that disciple's brow.

The wound was smooth, with blood slowly oozing down after the small sword pierced through.

Coldsweat formed on Xu Wencheng's forehead; that small sword was clearly aimed at his brow. Hastily, he turned to look where Chen Nan had been.

"Damn it, you're not dead?"

The few direct disciples were also taken aback, instinctively retreating behind Xu Wencheng, quickly pondering whether they had said anything to offend Chen Nan.

The one who died just now had been too foul-mouthed, trying to direct calamity to Qingshan Sect. If not him, then who else?

As the dust gradually settled, Chen Nan's figure appeared slowly before them, the Void Breaking Sword returning to his hand.

At this moment, Chen Nan had a large hole in his chest, looking rather horrifying, yet he hadn't died, his life force astonishingly strong.

After giving Xu Wencheng a long, deep look, a pair of thunder wings unfolded abruptly behind his back, and his body turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting toward the depths of the forest!