Dashing Student-Chapter 1293: Fated Calamity

A flying boat glided steadily through the sky.

Inside the flying boat, Ning Yu and the others quietly cultivated, having exchanged their merits for large quantities of cultivation resources, they were all busy enhancing their power.

Chen Nan was no exception; he too had gained substantially this time, with the most significant acquisitions being the Primordial Yin of the witch Tu Susu, and the Blade Tip he obtained from the exchange.

Tu Susu’s cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and with another step, she could enter the Nascent Soul Stage, so her Primordial Yin was pure and abundant, even Chen Nan couldn’t absorb it all at once.

He was currently slowly refining and absorbing the Primordial Yin within his body, where pure energy flowed through his limbs, gradually enhancing his cultivation.

The mighty power of the Scripture of the Hidden Talisman was beginning to reveal itself.

The stronger one’s cultivation, the slower the pace of advancement; it was possible for a Golden Core Realm Cultivator to linger at a certain stage for decades, yet in front of the Scripture of the Hidden Talisman, this problem seemingly did not exist.

An inexplicable breeze arose around Chen Nan, his body emitted a gentle light and an enigmatic aura that was perceptible even to others on the flying boat.

"This guy, here we go again, he’s simply a monster!"

Deng Yunhe sat on the deck, laughing and crying at once. They had witnessed Chen Nan absorb Spirit Stones before; describing it as drinking a river would not be an exaggeration—it was sheer brutality!

And now, even the nature’s spiritual energy onboard the flying boat was flowing toward Chen Nan. In such a situation, cultivation required absorbing Spirit Stones, hence everyone stopped cultivating and began to chat idly.

Ning Yu’s face was bandaged tightly, looking rather amusing. Her gaze remained fixed on Chen Nan’s cabin, her admiration nearly overflowing.

Three days passed in an instant; they passed through a Teleportation Array of the Righteous Alliance, arriving at the rear where there was no life-and-death struggle of the battlefield.

Zheng Yunzhou appeared restless, for they were soon arriving at the island where he lived, he wanted to know how his daughter was doing but feared his return might bring distress.

"Brother Zheng, we’re all with you, who would dare do anything? Besides, Xiaoxiao is being raised by her grandparents, what are you worried about?" Deng Yunhe stepped forward to comfort him.

Zheng Yunzhou’s daughter was named Zheng Xiaoxiao, now just eight years old.

"I know, but I just can’t calm my heart." Zheng Yunzhou shook his head, his eyes full of yearning.

Soon, they arrived at a medium-sized island featuring a small city, surrounded by numerous villages and towns, looking quite bustling.

The flying boat docked in a forest on the island’s shore. Zheng Yunzhou wanted to invite everyone to join in to fulfill his duties as host, but Chen Nan was still cultivating in the cabin.

Ning Yu also wanted to stay and protect Chen Nan, so Zheng Yunzhou could only take Deng Yunhe and Daoist Cui to proceed to the central city on the island.

"Brother Zheng, it seems you were living well before, are you perhaps a descendant of some family?" Deng Yunhe remarked with a smile, observing the bustling island scene.

Zheng Yunzhou laughed self-deprecatingly, "I’m just a Loose Cultivator, happened to come to this island by accident and then met Xiaoxiao’s mother, never imagined..."

Recalling his sorrowful past, Deng Yunhe quickly patted his shoulder, "Don’t worry Brother Zheng, it’s all in the past now." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Daoist Cui nodded repeatedly, "Good times will follow hardship; you are destined for this ordeal. Seeing from the Daoist’s perspective, after overcoming this difficulty, you will soar effortlessly..."

He spoke eloquently while also aiding Zheng Yunzhou with mysterious calculations, but suddenly his expression changed, and he stopped.

"Old thing, what’s wrong? Normally you’re quite talkative, why aren’t you saying anything now?" Deng Yunhe asked with curiosity.

Daoist Cui waved repeatedly, "It’s nothing, maybe I’m just tired from the journey, it seems I miscalculated."

He glanced at Zheng Yunzhou, fervently hoping his occasionally effective fortune telling was mistaken.

They entered the city without pause, passing through several streets, arriving in front of a mansion, with the plaque reading "Li Mansion." Deng Yunhe remarked in surprise, "It seems your in-laws are living quite well."

"I have no relation with them anymore." Zheng Yunzhou snorted coldly, stepped forward to knock, quickly a steward-like figure opened the door.

Upon seeing Zheng Yunzhou, he immediately donned a look of disgust, "It’s you? You killed our lady, and still dare return?"

Zheng Yunzhou’s expression remained calm, he asked in a deep voice, "What about Xiaoxiao?"

The steward, hearing this, sneered coldly, "That little brat you mean? She’s long dead, the daughter paying for the father’s debts, you wouldn’t have thought..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in front suddenly change to a savage expression, releasing an undisguised aura, stepping forth, grabbing him by the throat.

"What did you say?!"

Deng Yunhe and Daoist Cui both were shocked, hardly believing their ears.

The steward’s face turned purple-blue, struggling desperately, fear finally showing in his eyes, "I... this has nothing to do with me, it was all the lord and lady..."

Zheng Yunzhou, eyes red, kicked the steward forcefully, sending him flying, the strong power smashing him through several walls before stopping.

The commotion finally drew attention from other cultivators within the mansion, who dashed out, witnessing the currently frenzied Zheng Yunzhou.

"How dare you come back?" A middle-aged man raged furiously, this was Second Master Li of the Li Mansion, by generation Zheng Yunzhou should call him Second Uncle.

Other Li family cultivators, upon seeing Zheng Yunzhou, also shouted angrily, but Zheng Yunzhou turned a deaf ear to these words, focusing his gaze only on the cultivators before him, like an enraged beast.

"What about Xiaoxiao, my daughter?"

"The daughter paying for the father’s debts; that little brat’s long dead, you wouldn’t have thought we’d raise him, would you?" Second Master Li laughed sarcastically.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and Zheng Yunzhou, in a frenzy, closed in on him, wielding a heavy sword, a Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifact he had redeemed.

The heavy sword struck fiercely, with whistling sounds, Second Master Li couldn’t withstand it, being smashed into the ground, continuously vomiting blood.

Those around witnessed, momentarily stunned, as they remembered Zheng Yunzhou as a coward who didn’t dare speak up.

Although he killed the adulterous Li Mansion lady and the Island Master’s son, which man could endure such humiliation?

But now, Zheng Yunzhou seemed a changed person, the aura he emitted made their hearts race with fear.

A hoarse voice rose from Zheng Yunzhou again, he stamped fiercely on Second Master Li’s chest, "Where’s Xiaoxiao? My daughter?"