School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master-Chapter 888 - 967: Repairing the Altar, Resurrection!

Build a gigantic altar!

Chen Nan was somewhat perplexed, what exactly did this red-clothed woman intend to do?

Ordinary altars are usually just two to three meters high, with some even replaced by a simple table. But this giant altar before him, covering hundreds of square meters and estimated to be dozens of meters high, left Chen Nan truly puzzled about what the red-clothed woman intended to accomplish.

Staring at the cultivation practitioner before him, Chen Nan felt he wasn’t lying and asked, "Then tell me everything you know."

The practitioner didn’t dare slack off and hurriedly revealed everything he knew to Chen Nan.

It turned out they were from a small cultivation sect twenty miles away, where the highest cultivation level belonged to the sect leader, who was only at the Five Heavens of Sovereign.

Just three days ago, the red-clothed woman approached their sect leader, shattered half of their mountain with one palm, intimidating the entire sect, and then conversed with their sect leader and several elders. No one knew what they discussed.

After the red-clothed woman left, the sect leader ordered them to build the altar here.

At first, a few disciples weren’t willing to comply and tried to escape secretly. However, they died mysteriously before making it ten miles away. Later, two more courageous ones attempted to flee, but the results were the same, with none surviving.

The entire sect seemed to be cursed; no one could leave before the altar was complete, and those who did try had to face death.

"Who is your sect leader?" Chen Nan inquired.

Since there were two Five Heavens of Sovereign here, he couldn’t be sure who the sect leader was; even if the other wasn’t the sect leader, they were at least an elder. However, Chen Nan believed the sect leader would know more than the elders.

"It’s the one in the apricot yellow Daoist robe, with the longest beard on his chin."

Chen Nan understood, it was one of the people he had followed earlier.

"Alright, you have nothing else to do here, go."

Hearing Chen Nan’s words, the practitioner felt like he had received a great pardon and quickly got up and ran towards the altar.

However, just as he turned, Chen Nan waved his hand, using Forget Dust to erase all memories from the practitioner’s mind within the past half-day. Meanwhile, he and Su Qingqing disappeared into the forest, stealthily advancing towards the sect leader’s location.

Chen Nan didn’t want to alarm everyone, so he waited in the forest with Su Qingqing, planning to act when the sect leader was alone.

Patience paid off after about ten minutes. The sect leader, after inspecting around the altar, went under a large tree to meditate. Just before entering meditation, Chen Nan suddenly rushed over and grabbed him.

Only after moving two to three miles away from the altar did Chen Nan make a few threats before releasing him.

Having sensed Chen Nan’s terrifying aura, the sect leader dared not resist and cautiously asked, "Young hero, may I know what you need from this humble Daoist?"

Chen Nan gave him a glance and said, "Do you want to live or die?"

"Live, I want to live, of course!" the sect leader hastily replied.

Chen Nan nodded and said indifferently, "Since that’s the case, answer exactly what I ask you; if you get any word wrong, I’ll take your life immediately, understood?"

"Understood, you may ask whatever you need."

Even though they couldn’t see the altar, Chen Nan still glanced in that direction and asked, "Why did the red-clothed woman have you build this altar?"

The sect leader was full of surprise: "How...how did you know?"

Chen Nan didn’t say a word, grabbing his throat instantly.

The sect leader’s face changed drastically, quickly shaking his head, "No, no, no, I won’t beat around the bush anymore. We were also threatened by that red-clothed woman; we had no choice but to build the altar. Her cultivation is terrifying. If we don’t follow her orders, she can destroy our entire sect with one palm."

Chen Nan stared into his eyes and said, "I already know all this; I’m asking you, what is her purpose for building the altar?"

"This..."

The sect leader looked troubled: "Young hero, please calm down and let me explain. That witch warned me, claiming she placed a curse on me. If I dared to reveal anything, I would die suddenly. Please spare my life, young hero."

"Curse?" Chen Nan sneered coldly, "That’s a ridiculous excuse. I’ll warn you once too. If you don’t speak now, I’ll crush your throat immediately."

"I..."

The sect leader hesitated. He seemed genuinely afraid of the red-clothed woman’s curse.

Yet, seeing the fierce killing intent in Chen Nan’s eyes, he felt an intense murderous aura and had no choice but to muster his courage and say, "I don’t know for sure; I only heard her mention something vaguely, it seems like it’s for reviving someone."

Building such a massive altar just to revive a person!

Chen Nan was shocked. Can someone who has already died truly be resurrected? Although the red-clothed woman herself was an example, Chen Nan still found it hard to believe.

After all, the red-clothed woman had said that she herself was the one who awakened her.

This meant that perhaps, back then, she wasn’t entirely dead, just lingering on the edge of life and death.

"Who is she trying to revive?" Chen Nan asked.

"I really don’t know!"

The sect leader was almost in tears. How could the red-clothed woman tell him everything?

Chen Nan frowned and asked, "Then, what else do you know?"

"I’ve told you everything I know!" The sect leader spoke earnestly, then suddenly seemed to recall something and quickly added, "Right, though she didn’t state it explicitly, I sensed from her words that she intends to use living people for the sacrifice. As for anything else, I truly don’t know." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Chen Nan was silent for a while, then waved his hand, "You have no other business here, go."

"Thank you, young hero, for sparing my life." The sect leader got up and ran.

Chen Nan watched his back; Forget Dust in his hand was ready to act, but at that moment—

"Thud..."

The sect leader, who was running forward, suddenly collapsed on the ground, twitched a few times, and then lay motionless.

Dead?

Chen Nan frowned and approached, only to discover blood was flowing from his seven orifices. His eyes were wide open, and his death was utterly tragic.

Startled, Su Qingqing clutched Chen Nan’s arm and exclaimed, "Could it really be the curse?"

The sect leader had previously mentioned the red-clothed woman had cursed him so that if he disclosed the matter, he would die suddenly.

Now, just after Chen Nan finished questioning him, he really dropped dead!

Could there truly be something like a curse?

Chen Nan found it hard to believe. Although he understood that the red-clothed woman possessed extraordinary cultivation, he still found it difficult to accept the concept of curses.

Even after leaving the forest, Chen Nan’s mind remained unsettled for a long time.

An existence of the red-clothed woman’s level, going through such lengths to revive someone, what kind of person could it be?

(There were too many people cursing in the group, so it was disbanded. Here, I apologize to the well-behaved readers!)

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