School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master-Chapter 897 - 976: The Role of the Elixir

The void trembles, and the earth shakes.

The power of the Three Elements Return to One sweeps through half of the void, causing the surrounding air currents to explode. Wang Qiufeng sees this deadly move coming and tries to counter, but his body is suppressed by gravity, making it extremely difficult to move.

He struggles to open his mouth, wanting to unleash a Defensive Treasure, but the time is too short. As soon as he opens his mouth, the power of the Three Elements Return to One strikes him hard in the chest.

"Puh..."

Blood dyes the void red.

A bloody hole is blasted into his chest by the power of the Three Elements Return to One, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushes from his mouth. His knees go weak, and his body sways as if about to fall.

Chen Nan, already low on Inner Strength, has nearly exhausted his energy after unleashing two moves of the Three Elements Return to One and can only manage one more Ultimate Kill at most.

Although he believes that as long as the third move of Three Elements Return to One is launched, he can definitely kill the old man, he chooses not to.

Because if he exhausts his Inner Strength now to take out the opponent, he would have no power to resist if a strong enemy appears later. He conjures the Residual Stele Illusion in his hand, and the huge broken stele is thrown high into the air, smashing down towards Wang Qiufeng’s head.

Wang Qiufeng struggles to lift his palm to strike at the broken stele in mid-air.

"Boom..."

The unstoppable wave of air sweeps the surroundings, and everything below Wang Qiufeng’s knees is smashed into the ground. He coughs up large amounts of blood, and the bloody hole in his chest is further compressed, causing blood to gush out continuously. His whole body sways back and forth like a suspended rope, threatening to fall at any moment.

He spits out a mouthful of bloody foam, glaring at Chen Nan: "You’re courting death; the Corpse-controlling Sect won’t spare you!"

"Your senior brother said similar things before he died too."

Chen Nan laughs coldly, then sighs and says, "I forgot to tell you; I’ve been courting death for twenty years but just can’t seem to die. I thought you might finally fulfill my wish today, but it turns out you’re the one dying. It’s quite disappointing."

Wang Qiufeng chokes on the blood in his throat, coughing violently as he roars: "Chen Nan, you brat, don’t be so arrogant. One day you’ll die at the hands of a master from our Corpse-controlling Sect!"

"What’s the use of saying all that crap? If you’re capable, come kill me. Come on!"

Chen Nan taunts provocatively, making Wang Qiufeng’s body tremble with anger, spitting out another mouthful of blood, with only a breath left in him.

"You stubborn old fool, I don’t even need to kill you; I can make you die of anger." Chen Nan says, raising a hand as a massive Buddha Hand Seal descends from the sky, slamming onto the broken stele.

"Crash!"

The broken stele is fully suppressed, smashing Wang Qiufeng into the ground, killing him instantly.

Retrieving the broken stele, Chen Nan glances at the body that has been smashed into a meat pie and unleashes the Chaos Sword Wave, shattering the corpse entirely, along with the Nascent Soul, leaving no trace for the Corpse-controlling Sect and avoiding future trouble.

"Damn it, I’m exhausted to death."

The Black Feathered Chicken plops down on the ground, panting heavily, having locked Wang Qiufeng in the Gravity Field for so long that it nearly depleted all its Inner Strength.

Chen Nan glances at it and says, "Stop sitting around, let’s get moving."

"Don’t rush, let’s rest for a moment."

The storage ring on the Black Feathered Chicken’s claw twitches, and three jade-white elixirs fly out. It pecks one into its mouth, swallowing it, which were looted from the Corpse-controlling Sect’s Alchemy Room earlier.

Chen Nan asks, "What kind of elixir are you eating?"

Although he had seized a handful of elixirs, he couldn’t recognize any among the cultivators’ collection, having no clue about their functions.

"These are Primordial Qi Pills; eating them can quickly restore Inner Strength," says the Black Feathered Chicken.

Chen Nan snaps, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I had known this, I could have just eaten a few Primordial Qi Pills instead of going through the hassle of triggering four times the strength."

"Master Chicken forgot earlier!" The Black Feathered Chicken blinks its large, round chicken eyes, almost as big as ping-pong balls, and says, "Do you think Master Chicken withheld it on purpose? With Master Chicken’s character, I disdain playing tricks with a little brat like you."

Chen Nan is too lazy to argue with it, taking out three Primordial Qi Pills and swallowing them. His Inner Strength rapidly recovers, restoring all the energy he had expended in just a few seconds.

"What about the remaining elixirs, what are their respective functions?" Chen Nan asks.

The Black Feathered Chicken lifts its head proudly, "Master Chicken won’t tell you unless you give me half of the elixirs."

"Goodbye!"

Chen Nan jumps onto the Jade Lotus Platform: "Girl, let’s go."

The Black Feathered Chicken hurriedly chases after him, saying, "Hey kid, don’t leave. If you’re not satisfied with the price, we can negotiate. How about you give me a third?"

Chen Nan ignores it.

The Black Feathered Chicken moans, "How about a quarter?"

Chen Nan still pays it no heed, as the greedy chicken is too much.

"Damn it, you’re not agreeing now? One-fifth, I won’t say more than one-fifth, and I’ll tell you everything if you give me that." The Black Feathered Chicken follows closely by Chen Nan’s side.

Chen Nan glances at it and says, "I’ll give you ten Primordial Qi Pills, you can talk if you want, if not, forget it."

"Ten’s too few!"

The Black Feathered Chicken grumbles in dissatisfaction, but seeing Chen Nan turn away again, it hastily says, "Okay, ten it is. Quick, hand them over so Master Chicken can tell you everything."

Chen Nan takes out five and tosses them to it, saying, "I’ll give you the other five after you answer."

The Black Feathered Chicken rolls its eyes and says, "The red ones are Essence Blood Pills, used to replenish blood if you lose a lot. The green ones are Small Rejuvenation Pills, which have strong healing effects. The white ones, you already know, are Primordial Qi Pills. The crystal-clear ones are the highest-grade Essence Yuan Pills, similar in effect to Primordial Qi Pills, but one is equivalent to three Primordial Qi Pills. The black ones are Pei Yuan Pills, used by cultivators for entry-level disciples to wash essence and marrow; they’re pretty much useless for us, but they’re worth a fortune if auctioned off."

After listening to the chicken, Chen Nan understands the functions of these elixirs.

However, the Pei Yuan Pill, which the Black Feathered Chicken dismisses as useless, is not entirely without purpose in Chen Nan’s eyes.

After all, for people like Jiang Xiaomi and Li Xiao, who have no Inner Strength, taking the Pei Yuan Pill to wash essence and marrow, even if not hoping for powerful cultivation in the future, would still strengthen the body.

After all, for cultivators, the higher the cultivation, the longer the lifespan.

With Chen Nan’s current cultivation, living for a hundred to two hundred years is no problem, but he doesn’t want Jiang Xiaomi and the others to turn into old grannies or even die in a few decades.

Just like Chen Nan, Su Qingqing shares this thought, giggling, "When we get home, I’ll use the Pei Yuan Pill to help give my elder sister a makeover."

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