A sudden exclamation came from afar: "It's the voice of the Dream Fairy!"
What happened?
"Where are you, Fairy Dream?"
Chen Nan cursed inwardly. How could someone have come here in the middle of the night? He recognized two familiar voices among them: Kevin, a student in the magic department of Shenfeng Academy, and Guan Hao, a student in the Western martial arts department.
A strange light flickered in Meng Ke'er's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. She knew that Chen Nan would not let her go so easily, and the arrival of the others might have hastened her death.
Chen Nan's eyes flashed with a cold light. Although he had never intended to kill Meng Ke'er before, the current situation was different. Now that reinforcements had arrived, if everyone discovered the situation, it would be too late to silence them. Once Meng Ke'er was freed, she would inevitably seek revenge. He didn't want to leave behind such a terrifying enemy, even if she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
But just then, the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon descended from the sky with a "whoosh" and whispered, "A giant lizard has landed."
Chen Nan looked up and saw a dragon slowly descending from the sky above the forest. The forest was dark, and although the dragon knight had not yet noticed him, he would be nowhere to hide once the dragon landed on the ground.
Chen Nan frowned, then relaxed, and said to the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, "You hide first. Sigh, how annoying and hateful!"
Meng Ke'er, who was originally filled with fear and anxiety, relaxed her brows upon hearing this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had just narrowly escaped death.
Chen Nan said in a low voice, "There are many secrets between us. If you don't want things to fall apart, you'd better cooperate with me. You've just become a saintly fairy in the eyes of the world, and I don't think you want to ruin your reputation, right? Otherwise, I can tell you the truth about the Deathly Abyss. I can also tell you about our grudges and everything that happened tonight!"
Meng Ke'er gritted her teeth. The Fairy of Tantai Holy Land had never been threatened before, but too many unexpected events had occurred tonight. At this moment, she had no choice, nor could she choose. The feud between her and Chen Nan could not be made public; it could only be resolved in private and must never be exposed to the world.
Seeing that she had finally given in, Chen Nan smiled slightly, then shouted loudly, "Kevin, is that you? I've found Fairy Dream!"
Countless exclamations rang out in the distance, and many figures rushed towards the scene. Of course, the first to arrive were the dragon knights who were originally going to land here.
When everyone arrived, they found Meng Ke'er's chest covered in blood, her face deathly pale, and she collapsed weakly into Chen Nan's arms.
The blond, handsome Kevin exclaimed happily, "Brother Chen, I didn't expect you to come too! What a stroke of luck! We've finally found Fairy Dream."
Chen Nan knew what had happened without even thinking. Meng Ke'er had been seriously injured in her battle against Ling Zixu, a fifth-tier peerless expert, and hadn't returned to Shenfeng Academy, causing great concern among those who knew of the incident. They must have sensed something was wrong and gone out to search for her overnight.
He continued, following Kevin's words, "Fairy Meng and I have been through life and death together, and can be considered friends in adversity. After we stopped Ling Yun and his group this time, she has not returned, which is really worrying. I started looking for her at dusk, and luckily I found her here."
"Ah, what a stroke of luck!"
"Fairy Dream coughed up a lot of blood, she must be seriously injured, right?"
"My clothes were stained red with blood."
"Fairy Meng is truly admirable; she actually withstood the most ferocious attack from a fifth-tier peerless master."
Students from Shenfeng Academy rushed forward to greet Meng Ke'er and praised her for her courage and fearlessness in single-handedly withstanding Ling Zixu's full-force attack in the face of danger.
Meng Ke'er forced a smile. Although she hated Chen Nan to the core, she had no choice but to cooperate with him and cover up the lie. Seeing everyone talking about her excessive blood loss, Meng Ke'er instinctively glanced at the bloodstains on her chest. Fortunately, the small, distinctive bloodstain wasn't too noticeable.
Chen Nan picked her up and carried her toward a flying dragon. Although Meng Ke'er was extremely unwilling, she had no choice. There were no girls among the group that came with her, so Chen Nan took on the role of laborer without hesitation.
Meng Ke'er's anger burned to its peak, but she couldn't unleash it. Chen Nan's strong arms embraced her long, slender legs and soft waist, pressing tightly against her chest in a rather intimate and ambiguous position. Meng Ke'er felt extremely uncomfortable, as if thousands of tiny insects were crawling all over her. Although she wanted nothing more than to kill Chen Nan immediately, she could only silently recite one word in her heart: "Endure."
Several dragons simultaneously soared into the air, flying towards the City of Sin. As the group receded into the distance, the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon rose from the forest, following behind them. It muttered to itself, "That little wench's luck is so good; she actually got saved in the end, awooo... But she must be furious, right? Wahaha... Hmm, when I get back, I need to find that medicine storehouse immediately to replenish my depleted dragon essence, otherwise the loss from this night will be too great..."
Many students at Shenfeng Academy did not sleep that night, because in the evening, more than a dozen young powerhouses who had participated in the ambush of Ling Zixu and his group mobilized people to search for Meng Ke'er, who had not yet returned.
Surrounded by Chen Nan, Kevin, and others, Meng Ke'er returned to Shenfeng Academy, causing quite a stir. Those who had gone out to search for her returned one after another after receiving the news. The highly respected fairy of the Tantai Holy Land had finally returned safely, much to the relief of many. Although it was already past midnight, hundreds of people still rushed to the scene to greet Meng Ke'er, demonstrating the high prestige of the holy fairy.
When the stunningly beautiful Dongfang Fenghuang saw Chen Nan embracing Meng Ke'er so intimately, she immediately glared at him fiercely and quickly walked over to hug Meng Ke'er in her arms, just as if she were guarding against a pervert or a villain.
Meng Ke'er wore a genuinely grateful smile. All the way, she had been held in Chen Nan's arms, which had made her feel like she was going crazy. Now she was finally free from his clutches.
Chen Nan gazed at Meng Ke'er with eyes full of emotion and said sincerely, "Fairy Meng, please take good care of your health, especially your external injuries. You can ask the vice dean of Shenfeng Academy for some healing medicine to avoid leaving scars." As he spoke, he glanced at her chest intentionally or unintentionally.
Although many students at Shenfeng Academy felt his words were a bit strange, they didn't think much of it. However, the person involved was different. Meng Ke'er was almost furious. She gritted her teeth and nearly lost her temper on the spot. The injury on her chest was the greatest humiliation of her life. Now, being ridiculed by her mortal enemy in front of everyone, she truly felt like she was going crazy.
Dongfang Fenghuang clearly felt Meng Ke'er stiffen. She was somewhat surprised, sensing something was off between Chen Nan and Meng Ke'er. Long Wu, outside the crowd, seemed to have caught something as well; she glanced at Chen Nan, a knowing smile playing on her lips. The mischievous little princess looked at Chen Nan, then at Meng Ke'er, her large eyes darting around nervously.
Chen Nan inwardly cried out in alarm; a woman's intuition was truly terrifying, so incredibly sharp. He made an excuse and hurriedly left.
The turmoil of the night gradually subsided...
The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Chen Nan still hadn't gotten up. Xiao Chenxi pinched his nose and held his breath, finally making him open his eyes.
"Lazybones, wake up!"
Helpless, Chen Nan got up and dressed.
"Brother, this little sword is so sharp!" Little Chenxi was fiddling with an antique-style short sword, its hilt engraved with many ancient patterns. The blade was crystal clear, with a faint, water-like luster flowing within it. She accidentally brushed the short sword against the corner of the table, then immediately chipped it off, leaving a clean, smooth cut.
When Chen Nan saw it was yesterday's spoils of war, he had casually taken Meng Ke'er's short sword and attached it to his own person when he captured her alive, and he had never returned it to her after returning.
The flying sword used by the most outstanding successor of the Tantai Ancient Holy Land was certainly no ordinary weapon. Judging from the bursts of spiritual energy emanating from the sword, it must be a divine weapon.
Chen Nan took the flying sword from Xiao Chenxi and examined it carefully. He found that it was indeed a precious blade, with a faint iridescent glow emanating from its blade and two ancient characters engraved on the hilt: Morning Dew.
"I'm afraid that apart from the Houyi Bow and the Great Dragon Blade, which are considered rare and precious divine weapons, this sword can be considered a top-tier divine weapon. Hmm, those rare and precious divine weapons only appear in legends, so it seems that this Morning Dew can be considered a famous sword on the continent."
Chen Nan gently released his grip, and the dew fell, embedding itself in the blue brick floor with a "whoosh." It went all the way up to the hilt of the sword.
"Wow! It's so sharp!" Little Dawn exclaimed.
Chen Nan smiled and said, "Do you like it? How about I give it to you?"
"I like it." Xiao Chenxi happily accepted it, and then ran to the courtyard to practice her swordplay.
Her petite figure moved with the grace of a startled swan, the fluidity of a dragon in flight. She seemed like a light cloud veiling the moon, or drifting snowflakes in the wind. From afar, she shone like the rising sun at dawn.
Since Xiao Chenxi started training with the three peerless masters, she has insisted on practicing swordsmanship every morning. In fact, she had already done her morning practice before waking Chen Nan up.
Chen Nan smiled and, seeing that Xiao Chenxi had stopped, went over to wipe the sweat off her face and asked, "Why did Chenxi decide to cultivate?"
Little Chenxi said sweetly, "Because I'm afraid that my brother will encounter the same trouble as before, I want to learn skills so that I can help my brother in the future."
Chen Nan was filled with emotion and warmth, and he affectionately stroked her soft, long hair.
This morning, the upper echelons of the Divine Wind Academy were shaken.
In the morning, the academy's pharmacy manager suddenly discovered a hole the size of a bowl in the pharmacy's door. In a panic, he quickly opened the door and rushed in, only to trip and fall to the ground as soon as he took a step inside. At the same time, an angry voice rang out from the ground: "Ouch... That hurts so much, you dare to kick my stomach!"
The manager got up and turned to look, but was so frightened that he fell back to the ground. There he saw a huge, belly-sized monster lying sprawled out at the entrance. The monster's belly was as thick as a bucket, but the rest of its body was only as thick as an arm.
Lying on the ground was none other than the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon. It had been feasting all night, devouring every ginseng and celestial herb it set its sights on, its belly nearly bursting. This time, the Divine Wind Academy suffered a devastating loss; the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon had practically emptied the medicine storehouse of its most prized herbs. If its appetite had been larger enough, it might have swept the entire place clean.
However, the greedy Purple-Gold Divine Dragon also reaped what it sowed. Its spiritual energy surged, and its internal organs seemed about to burst. It groaned and whimpered here for half the night, unable to move an inch.
Spirit beasts had stolen food from the medicine storehouse before, but this monster was the most peculiar. It could actually open its mouth and speak. The administrator was so frightened that he trembled and finally got up, screamed, and fled as fast as he could.
The purple-gold dragon let out a miserable cry as the administrator actually stepped on its belly. It almost fainted from the pain and anger.
"Awooo... Damn brat, daring to tamper with Tai Sui's belly, damn it, don't let me catch you..."
"Ah... monster... help me..." The administrator was so frightened that he disappeared in a flash.
The vice-principal of Shenfeng Academy received news that a monster had broken into the medicine storehouse and stolen a large quantity of spiritual herbs. When he arrived, several old men living in the outer courtyard, who were specifically responsible for guarding the medicine storehouse, were staring in disbelief at the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon. Upon seeing the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, the vice-principal, like the old men, gaped in astonishment.
Covered in scales, with two horns on its head and four claws on its belly, this was clearly the mythical dragon of the East! The old men, who had been filled with murderous intent, now hesitated. This thief was actually a legendary divine beast!
Perhaps only this legendary mythical beast could silently evade several highly skilled elders and sneak into the medicine storehouse.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome dragon before?" The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon had a roguish look on his face. Even when facing a few old guys, he still acted like a rogue, completely disregarding the gray-haired old men in front of him.
The group exchanged bewildered glances. Was this... a dragon? Why did it look like a thug?
The vice dean carefully bypassed it and entered the medicine storehouse to check the extent of the damage. What he saw was truly shocking: all the top-grade spiritual herbs in the first room had disappeared.
The vice-dean, his voice trembling, called over the administrator and asked him to go inside and take inventory.
"Does the 3,000-year-old Purple Gold Ginseng still exist?"
"It's gone."
The vice president was so heartbroken he almost cried. The precious purple ginseng was priceless, with the power to bring the dead back to life.
"Is the Nine-Leaf Ganoderma still around?"
"There is one leaf left."
The vice dean felt a pang in his heart and clenched his fists tightly.
"Where is the Fire Cloud Fruit?"
"There's one pit left."
The vice dean trembled slightly with anger.
"Where's the Amethyst Pear?"
"Not even the core remained."
The vice president's eyes reddened.
"Where is the ninth-grade immortal lotus?"
"The box that held the fairy lotus had been bitten in half."
"Ah..." The vice dean finally couldn't help but shout, his eyes bloodshot, "What rare and precious materials are left in the Heavenly Pavilion?"
"Not a single thing was left; even the boxes that held the sacred fruits were half eaten."
The vice dean completely lost it...