Dashing Student

The news about the Demon Clan dropped like a single drop of water into a hot oil pan, causing the entire East Qing City to boil over.

After all, the Demon Clan has been absent in the history of the Nine Provinces for over a thousand years, and most people are eager to see what they really look like.

Following the address from the rumors, some people arrived at a valley outside the city, where a man dressed in a black robe, wearing a straw hat and a face mask, stood.

Although the man's aura wasn't overly strong, he exuded a sense of danger.

"Hey, are you the one with news about the Demon Clan? Where is it, call them out for us to see."

A cultivator, relying on the presence of many others, stepped forward and pointed at the man, shouting.

The man was Chen Nan, and this was the method he came up with.

By releasing news of the Blood Moon Cat Demon, if the Blood Moon Cat Demon Clan truly dwelled in the Kunlun State, they would undoubtedly come to find him, so all he had to do was wait.

But before that, they would need to clear away some annoying flies.

Like this group of cultivators before him.

The one with the highest cultivation among them was merely at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, clearly a group of Loose Cultivators wanting to join the action.

Chen Nan looked at the group with a flash of disdain in his eyes, crossing his arms and blocking the path to the valley completely.

A white Thousand Paper Crane soon fluttered, landing on his shoulder.

"You are not the ones I'm waiting for; naturally, I won't share news about the Demon Clan with you."

The message from the Thousand Paper Crane was from Song Ya, as Song Ya could discern whether the people were indeed from the Demon Clan. Clearly, this group of cultivators wasn't.

But Chen Nan's words angered the Loose Cultivators, and one stepped out, attempting to morally shame Chen Nan.

"Friend, the Demon Clan and humans are mortal enemies. If you have any news on them, you should share it so that we can work together in subduing demons and devils."

"If you refuse to share, what does it mean? Are you a lackey of the Demon Clan?"

Such an accusation almost made Chen Nan burst into laughter.

"If I don't tell you the news, I'm a lackey of the Demon Clan? I think you've misunderstood something."

"My previous words were not a request but a warning! Since you don't want the smooth path, you'll taste the bitter end."

Having processed a wave of spoils, Chen Nan's strength was further refined, especially after refining the Mo Ying Flame, which greatly boosted his power, he was about to use these people as whetstones.

Coincidentally, a cloud drifted over the valley, casting a large shadow.

Though the Loose Cultivators sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Chen Nan, they were unwilling to yield, puffing out their chests with bravado.

"Don't be afraid; there are so many of us. Can we be scared of just him?"

Yet, when glancing at the valley entrance, they realized the figure standing there was already gone.

The next moment, Chen Nan appeared among the Loose Cultivators, his mana stirring within, the Wind Pearl spinning rapidly in his Dantian, releasing endless gales.

With a mere wave of his hand, a tornado manifested out of thin air, emitting a howling wind, and within a blink, it sent two Loose Cultivators flying into the sky.

One Loose Cultivator reacted swiftly, his body instantly gathering divine light, calling forth his Nine-grade Long Sword, sword qi crisscrossing.

But before he could strike, he found his body astonishingly stiff, his inner mana sluggish.

Anyone looking to the ground would notice black flames blooming on the shadow of that Loose Cultivator.

The black flames burned quietly, pinning the man's shadow down like nails, rendering him immobile.

Chen Nan's figure emerged like a specter out of the shadows, raising his hand high with no trace of mana, only to bring it down fiercely!

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the divine light around that Loose Cultivator was shattered by a single slap, sending him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Having consumed the Heavenly Demon Pill, his physique had surpassed Body Refining Cultivators, and now with the cultivation of "Heavenly Fox Form," it further strengthened his physical power.

At this moment, his physique had reached the extreme possible for the Foundation Establishment Stage, and with just his physical might, he could battle against cultivators at the first layer of the Golden Core Stage.

A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, even with the use of magic and divine light protection, couldn't withstand a single slap from him.

"All flashy tricks."

Chen Nan commented and casually flung the Loose Cultivator's weapon aside.

With another flash of movement, as long as there were shadows, the Mo Ying Flame could take full control, letting him move like a ghost, no one knowing from where he would appear next.

Each time he appeared, a Loose Cultivator would either be sent flying or knocked to the ground.

Dragon Tiger Seal!

Shock God Stab!

Wind Burst!

Magic after magic was wielded, their overwhelming power turned the place into ruins.

Having refined the Mo Ying Flame, his combat style grew eerily effective.

In just a short span, all the previously boastful Loose Cultivators were left lying on the ground, wailing.

Chen Nan, meanwhile, had returned to the valley entrance, arms crossed, projecting a cold demeanor.

"Scram!"

He coldly uttered a single word, and this time, no Loose Cultivators dared remain, all frantically fleeing.

The Loose Cultivators understood well that, given Chen Nan's prowess, it wouldn't be difficult to kill them if he wished; he simply spared them on a whim, making them feel fortunate.

"Haha, Jue Mingzi, you're incredibly strong!"

Song Ya approached Chen Nan after everyone left, looked at the disheveled Loose Cultivators, and patted Chen Nan's shoulder with admiration.

"This is just the beginning; these few Loose Cultivators are merely a warm-up. The consequences of spreading news about the Demon Clan might far exceed my expectations."

"When that moment arrives, I might have no choice but to run with you."

Chen Nan couldn't help but smile wryly.

Song Ya, however, was indifferent, saying, "No worries, if I can't find my kind, I'll just follow you!"

"No way!" Chen Nan swiftly rejected, then softened his tone, explaining, "Staying with me is too dangerous for you."

"There are already several Nascent Soul Stage cultivators wanting to end me!"

This statement was indeed correct. Besides Master Xuanming, Luoxian City Lord Wu Jue Zhenren and Piaomiao Sect Elder Liu Shenyan wouldn't spare him if they learned the truth.

Perhaps those two big shots were currently plotting against him.

Under such scrutiny from so many powerful figures, he had to even sleep with one eye open; how could he bear having someone tagging along?

Song Ya's mood turned a bit downcast, muttering, "Alright, I understand."

As Chen Nan was about to offer further comfort, a few more figures rapidly approached from afar.

"Into the valley quickly, more are coming!"