Dashing Student

Chen Nan transformed into a bolt of lightning, traversing dozens of miles in an instant, then dived straight into the foot of a mountain.

Wu Yiming, caught in his grasp, was nearly scared senseless, and was still screaming nonstop.

"Scream again, and I'll cut your tongue out!"

Chen Nan shouted harshly, causing Wu Yiming to immediately shut his mouth and behave obediently.

Even if he were more ruthless, he could see that Chen Nan and Song Ya were no good people.

"What do you want? I'm the son of the City Lord. As long as you let me go, anything can be arranged!"

Chen Nan sneered coldly, genuinely tempted to make some demands.

But since this was still the territory of Luoxian City, doing such a thing would give the City Lord, Wu Jue Zhenren, a hundred ways to kill him.

So he extinguished the thought.

Song Ya no longer felt nervous, and looked at Wu Yiming with a gaze full of hatred.

"Where is my mother?"

Wu Yiming looked bewildered: "Your mother? Definitely not caught by me, I don't like people that old!"

Upon hearing his response, a trace of coldness appeared on Chen Nan's face.

"Are you really stupid or just pretending?"

He directly removed the small hat from Song Ya's head, let down her hair, revealing a pair of furry triangular ears.

"Huh? Why are your ears different from ours?"

Wu Yiming clicked his tongue in wonder, his eyes filled with clear stupidity.

Chen Nan understood that Wu Yiming really was foolish; overprotected, he had turned into a big fool.

Look at the other second-generation cultivators—not to say their talent was great, but they were at least distinguished. Wu Yiming, on the other hand, became a big fool.

This only showed that Wu Jue Zhenren wasn't good at raising children.

"Enough nonsense, the person in front of you is a demon! Do you understand the Demon Clan?"

"Demon?" Wu Yiming stared dumbfoundedly at Song Ya, as if he heard the sound of his own heart breaking, his eyes reddened, "How can you be a demon?"

"I finally had a spark of feeling, and you make me lose so completely…"

Chen Nan was at a loss for words and hurriedly interrupted his heartbroken musings.

"Stop talking, or I'll make sure you're dead soon."

Wu Yiming then closed his mouth, looking obedient.

"Your City Lord Mansion captured her mother, also a member of the Demon Clan. Tell us where she's imprisoned and what the situation is, understand?"

Chen Nan decided to make things clearer, since the young master in front of him was a big fool.

"Demon Clan? No, none."

Wu Yiming was sincere, but when he saw Chen Nan produce a sharp longsword, his long-unused brain finally started to work quickly.

"Oh, I remember now. A few days ago, I was passing by the study and overheard the steward and my father talking about the Demon Clan. They mentioned a small village, called Mountain Willow Village, I think."

"They also mentioned a daughter or something... but that's not right, my father only has me as his son. Where would a daughter come from?"

Chen Nan really wanted to kick Wu Yiming's face hard, but he thought better, as it wasn't right to bully a fool.

The daughter Wu Yiming mentioned should be talking about Song Ya. Clearly, the people from the City Lord Mansion wanted to capture Song Ya, not realizing his own son had smuggled her out of the city.

But what's the connection between the Demon Clan and Mountain Willow Village?

"What else did they say?" Chen Nan asked fiercely.

Wu Yiming pouted, "Truly nothing else. I just happened to pass by that day... Oh, right, they mentioned something about a Blood Spirit Pill."

Chen Nan frowned even more deeply, unable to connect what Wu Yiming was saying.

But why did the name Blood Spirit Pill sound somewhat familiar? He couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

"Did you hear anything about capturing a member of the Demon Clan in the City Lord Mansion?" Song Ya was concerned for her mother and asked in a hurry.

Wu Yiming responded with confidence, "Definitely not, otherwise, I would definitely know!"

This couldn't be trusted. An old monster at the Nascent Soul Stage wouldn't discuss things with his son, especially when his son was a fool.

Seeing there was nothing more to learn from Wu Yiming, Chen Nan prepared to leave with Song Ya.

"Hurry up, his guards will catch up soon."

Song Ya was unwilling since she didn't know her mother's whereabouts, but she decided to listen to Chen Nan.

Chen Nan thought about killing Wu Yiming, but as the son of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, there was no way he didn't have one or two Protective Dharma Treasures, or might even summon Wu Jue Zhenren.

So, just leaving him here would suffice.

"When you return, do not mention us, understood?"

"Don't worry, I understand the rules. I didn't see you today!" Wu Yiming was considerably understanding.

But as he saw Chen Nan and Song Ya about to leave, he suddenly spoke up again.

"Um... Miss, may I know your name?"

Song Ya looked at him with disdain and shook her head, saying, "No, because you are a bad person. My mother said only bad people go to the Drunken Fragrance Building!"

Wu Yiming suddenly felt the world collapse: "I was doing good deeds there, you don't know that the girls in the Drunken Fragrance Building are too pitiful. They have sick fathers, disabled mothers, and brothers who need to cultivate."

"If I don't help them, who will pity them?"

Chen Nan sneered, believing that all the girls in brothels said the same thing, seemingly taught by the same master.

He didn't expect that Song Ya actually believed it.

"Really?"

Chen Nan was speechless and glared at Wu Yiming.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, hurry up and leave!"

After saying this, the two quickly left.

Not long after their departure, two Golden Core Stage guards arrived promptly and helped Wu Yiming up.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Wu Yiming whimpered pitifully, "Tell me, was it wrong to do good deeds in a brothel?"

The two Golden Core Cultivators were immediately silent, awkwardly smiling.

...

After escaping far away, Chen Nan finally stopped with Song Ya.

They hadn't done anything to Wu Yiming, convinced that the two Golden Core Cultivators wouldn't pursue them; they would be relieved if such incidents didn't happen.

After all, it counted as them failing their duty as guards, warranting punishment.

"Jue Mingzi, what should we do? Where is my mother?"

Song Ya grabbed Chen Nan's hand, crying out loud.

"Maybe she's in the City Lord Mansion, but there are countless experts there. It's impossible for us to get in."

Chen Nan sighed, feeling the matter very tricky.

"Doesn't that mean my mother is doomed?" Song Ya squatted down and cried, her sobs heartbreaking.

Thus, Chen Nan hurriedly comforted her.

"Don't cry yet, there's still another possibility. Didn't Wu Yiming say the City Lord and the steward mentioned Mountain Willow Village? Maybe your mother is imprisoned there. We might as well take a look first."

He knew this was unlikely, but it gave Song Ya some hope.

"Alright, then let's go quickly!"