School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

For this unnamed cultivation technique, Chen Nan called it the Nameless Mysterious Skill.

This Nameless Mysterious Skill is extremely profound, containing various Divine Power Laws, full of infinite mysteries. Although Chen Nan had been cultivating it for half a year, he only grasped the tip of the iceberg.

Having lost his beloved, Chen Nan felt life was devoid of meaning and thought it better to comprehend the mysterious skill in Shuilian Cave to spend the rest of his life.

Because only while cultivating could he forget himself and dilute the longing in his heart.

Day after day, Chen Nan didn't know how long he had been in the cave. He suppressed the longing for his loved ones in his heart, which became harder to control.

In the past, he could cultivate in peace as long as he meditated quietly.

But now, no matter what, he couldn't cultivate with a serene mind, as there remained a sliver of hope in his heart.

Despite the dim hope, he couldn't help but want to look for them. As long as they're alive, he would find them one day. Even wandering aimlessly was better than staying in the cave.

Ultimately, Chen Nan couldn't resist the obsession in his heart and lifted the barrier at the cave's entrance.

Outside Shuilian Cave, snow was flying, and the north wind was howling.

When Chen Nan went into seclusion, it was a hot summer; now it was the depths of winter. This time he had been in seclusion for nearly half a year.

However, his cultivation progress in the past half-year was not evident. He only advanced from the Sky-reaching First Level to the Tongtian Second Layer.

It was evident that the path of cultivation became increasingly difficult as one progressed.

Additionally, another reason was the emotional attachment in his heart, which hindered his ability to cultivate serenely in the later months.

Moreover, before his Dragon Transformation could increase his power by two minor realms, but now it could only elevate his cultivation from the Tongtian Second Layer to the Tongtian Third Level, enhancing only by one minor realm. It showed that with his increasing strength, the effect of the sealed Dragon Essence Power within him was no longer as significant as before.

Chen Nan steered the warship and left Huaguo Mountain.

To his surprise, the Mortal World had ceased wars.

Along the way, he saw many newly built houses, and more people were constructing buildings.

Had the Demon Clan been repelled?

Chen Nan flew along his path, continually inquiring and finally learned the truth.

The Demon Clan had not retreated; they were only pushed back to the Western Hemisphere after a year of bloody battles.

Now, the Earth was divided, with the Human Clan dwelling in the Eastern Hemisphere, while the Western Hemisphere remained under the Demon Clan's control.

At this time, both sides were in a truce, experiencing a period of temporary peace.

Chen Nan piloted the warship northeast, intending first to check Mount Tai. After all, it was the Human Clan cultivators' stronghold, the most convenient place to gather information. However, after flying several hundred miles forward, Chen Nan noticed more and more cultivators flying in all directions.

At first, he didn't pay much attention, but as he saw more people heading west, he knew something significant must be happening there.

Chen Nan stopped and intercepted a group of people to ask about the situation.

After teaming up with Human Clan cultivators in battles over the past half-year, Chen Nan had become famous among the younger generation—nearly everyone knew him.

Now, when he blocked the way, they immediately recognized him and divulged the complete truth.

After hearing, Chen Nan changed his mind about going to Mount Tai.

It turned out that today on West Mountain Hua Mountain, a martial arts competition was being held to bestow martial kingship, selecting the top ten kings among the younger generation to bolster Human Clan's prestige.

During this period, the Demon Clan in the Western Hemisphere also continuously held various competitions.

Such an ostensibly ordinary competition significantly boosted morale, like a military exercise, showcasing their prowess to the opponent.

Hua Mountain's martial arts contest had no cultivation system restrictions; any young human could compete on stage.

Chen Nan dismissed the idea of going to Mount Tai, naturally choosing to head to West Mountain Hua Mountain.

His purpose was not to fight for the title of martial king; such empty fame did not concern him. His goal was to find someone.

At such a grand event, whether it was his junior sister or Su Qingqing and others, if they were alive, they would surely attend to join the hustle, making it more efficient to find them.

Chen Nan found a nearby river and jumped in for a bath.

After half a year of seclusion, he was indeed a bit dirty; a wash immediately made him feel refreshed and energized.

A thousand-mile journey, reaching in an instant.

When Chen Nan steered the warship to the top of Mount Tai, he saw people everywhere from the summit to the foot of the mountain, squeezing shoulder to shoulder, uncountable.

After all, the attending cultivators were not only local to the Martial World but also from the Tao Realm.

Chen Nan stood in the sky, casting his gaze upon Hua Mountain. The four main peaks of the mountain, east, south, west, and north, were already crowded with people, especially the East Peak, which was most bustling with Gang Qi intertwined, and fighting had already commenced.

Apparently, the East Peak was undoubtedly the competition's platform for the martial kingship contest.

After all, the summit of East Peak had a platform, standing high with peril, offering a wide view, almost a natural arena.

However, Chen Nan quickly noticed something unusual. The current fight between two people didn't seem to be for the martial kingship contest but rather a human martial artist against a demon youth.

Moreover, this human martial artist turned out to be Du Lang.

Chen Nan frowned; a demon showing up at a Human Clan event was clear—this demon was there to cause trouble.

Chen Nan put away his warship and flew to the mountain's summit, watching the battle on the arena.

Surprisingly, despite Du Lang's considerable power, he was no match for the demon youth.

"You are the top young expert of the Martial World? Such cultivation is quite laughable!" The demon youth laughed aloud, his face full of contempt, utterly dismissing Du Lang.

Upon hearing these words, all surrounding Human Clan cultivators were furious, feeling the demon youth went too far.

Du Lang remained silent, knowing well he couldn't defeat the opponent, yet he persisted grimly.

The demon youth grew more arrogant, sneering, "Seems like there really is no one left in the Martial World. Why not surrender now? I might spare your life."

"Beast!"

Du Lang gritted his teeth, unwilling to concede even in death.

Enraged, the demon youth shook his long spear, knocking Du Lang's saber away, then thrust the spear straight at his throat.

Chen Nan saw this clearly from the shadows and was about to act when he heard a "clang." A Magic Metal Shield blocked in front of Du Lang, and Hua Xian'er leapt out, standing in mid-air: "Beast, let's see if you dare to fight me."

"Mage?"

The demon youth burst into laughter: "The Martial World's ancient profession should be martial artists, not a mage meddling here. Does the Martial World not have a single decent martial artist?"