Dashing Student-Chapter 1057 - 1055: Get Lost Immediately

Outside the Ghost Market, a sneaky fat figure was swiftly setting something up.

"Dare to steal from this Daoist, it’s like stealing from your ancestors! Let me teach you a lesson so you’ll understand the power of this Daoist!"

He grumbled as he planted the last array flag into the ground.

Then, he hid and waited for the cultivator who had stolen from him to leave the Ghost Market.

Sure enough, as he expected, the cultivator he had been waiting for emerged, identical in both clothing and mask.

"Hehe, you’re unlucky to have run into this Daoist!"

The Divine Calculator rubbed his hands and chuckled expectantly.

As Chen Nan passed through the must-take path that led out of the withered forest, the Divine Calculator suddenly leaped out.

"Little thief, return what you stole from this Daoist..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the Divine Calculator suddenly felt a gust of wind whip by his ears, accompanied by rumbling sounds of thunder.

But when he looked again, Chen Nan, who had been standing before him, had disappeared.

Turning his head, he saw Chen Nan conjure Thunder Wings, his body slicing through the sky like a bolt of lightning, vanishing so suddenly that not even a shadow could be seen.

"Ah, so dastardly!"

The Divine Calculator slapped his thigh in frustration, his face full of regret and resentment. He hadn’t even activated the array before his target escaped.

This was an immense humiliation for him.

After flying far away, Chen Nan immediately retracted his Thunder Wings and landed back on the ground, even changing his body shape and appearance out of fear that the Divine Calculator might chase him down.

"Trying to ambush me? So despicable, luckily I ran fast!"

Both old foxes cursed each other in their hearts for not being able to foresee the other’s moves.

After a long while, when the Divine Calculator didn’t catch up, Chen Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had originally guessed that the Divine Calculator would lay an ambush outside the Ghost Market, so the moment the Divine Calculator appeared, he fled at his fastest speed.

In hindsight, he thought how wise and clever he had been.

The Divine Calculator didn’t even have a chance to react, he could only watch as Chen Nan slipped away.

He clenched his fist, repeatedly pounding the dried trees by the roadside.

"Damn it, damn it! I spent half a day of effort and finally got my hands on that copper plate, only to have it taken away. It’s so outrageous!"

The Divine Calculator had been haggling with the vendor, only for someone else to nab the item cheaper.

This left him thoroughly depressed.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a cultivator walked out from the Ghost Market and was about to pass right in front of the Divine Calculator.

Seeing the Divine Calculator in a bad mood, the cultivator prepared to take a detour.

Unexpectedly, the Divine Calculator suddenly leaped up. The cultivator had never seen such an agile fat man before.

"Hold on! Robbery!"

"Robbery? I think you must have eaten a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall!"

The cultivator shouted sternly, ready to strike at the Divine Calculator.

Quicker than expected, the Divine Calculator snapped his fingers twice and the array suddenly activated.

Originally meant for Chen Nan, it was instead used on someone else.

"Hand all your belongings over to this Daoist!"

The cultivator remained defiant, but three minutes later, he knelt on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, speaking submissively.

"Master, this small man only has these few things; please spare my life."

The Divine Calculator, still furious, vented his anger on the cultivator, scolding him fiercely.

"You dare come out with just these few things? You’re a wretch; now get lost!"

The cultivator left with tears nearly in his eyes, feeling it was too much to be beaten, robbed, and then insulted for being poor.

"Fine, I’ll leave!"

He stood up defiantly and dashed away in a flash.

On the fifteenth day, under the full moon, it was a nightmare for many cultivators who entered the Ghost Market that day.

Being robbed, beaten, and insulted for being poor was simply too much.

Since that day, tales of the fat man began to circulate outside the Ghost Market, with some even saying the fat man was a resentful spirit.

Where else could such deep resentment come from?

Aside from the resentful Spirit of the Fat Man, another incident happened in the Ghost Market on that day.

A furious voice echoed through the Ghost Market.

"Who stole my belongings?!"

Some said it was the mysterious owner of the Ghost Market; others said it was a cultivator who entered the market.

The truth, perhaps, only the person involved would know.

...

Chen Nan was unaware of the events that transpired later in the Ghost Market.

He returned to the city successfully, eagerly rushing back to the inn and into his room.

He wanted to see what good things he had acquired for the thousand low-grade Spirit Stones he spent today.

First, he picked up the copper plate, which was what the Divine Calculator wanted, but it appeared bland and ordinary, with only the Ouroboros symbol being somewhat mysterious.

He attempted to channel mana into the copper plate, but it remained unchanged.

Next, even using Divine Sense yielded no results.

"Damn Divine Calculator, this is clearly just an ordinary copper plate, and yet I trusted him so much!"

Chen Nan was full of grief and anger as he tossed the copper plate aside and picked up the dark stone to examine it.

It was clear now that the stone’s exterior was just a surface, containing something metallic inside.

With a pinch of his fingers, he crushed the outer stone layer, quickly revealing an oval-shaped object inside, resembling a metallic egg.

This metallic egg had various patterns all over it, which upon closer inspection, made it look more like an unopened Gold Attribute Flower Bud.

Chen Nan attempted to infuse mana into it, and the metallic flower bud suddenly opened, the process indeed resembling a flower in bloom.

Inside the flower bud were dozens of miniature swords, each only as long as a baby’s finger.

"Could this be... a Sword Pill?"

Chen Nan had heard of such secret treasures, crafted by sword cultivators, who in ordinary cultivation would condense Sword Qi into the Sword Pill.

When needed, the Sword Qi would be released, with tremendous destructive power.

But Sword Pills were made of Sword Qi, yet inside this flower bud were mini swords instead.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Nan was unsure of this item’s origin, yet now that he had it, he decided to simply refine it.

He cradled the flower bud in his hand, gradually infusing it with mana, beginning the process of refining.

Inside the flower bud, the tiny swords began to quiver slightly.

Typically, whether a secret treasure or a spiritual artifact, as long as they were ownerless, they’d be easily refined.

However, after refining the flower bud for a full day and night, Chen Nan made no progress, and he could sense a resistance within the flower bud against his refining.

"Could the original owner still be alive and come looking for it?"

Chen Nan began to feel unsettled and blamed those little thieves in his heart.

Of all the things to steal, why take something already refined by someone else? What use is it now that it’s been brought back?

Unable to refine it yet unwilling to discard it, it was truly a dilemma.