Dashing Student-Chapter 1097: Reunion After a Long Separation
The fleeing assassin in black was utterly terrified in his heart, even though the target was the lowest level, and the task’s rank was only elevated after Chen Nan died and resurrected.
Yet even he had to escape in panic.
Yama Hall’s assessment of Chen Nan was severely flawed!
Suddenly, he heard a thunderous roar behind him. Turning his head to look, he was almost scared to death.
Who else could it be behind him if not the pursuing Chen Nan? 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"Let me go, you didn’t suffer any loss, and I won’t take on your tasks in the future!"
Having no choice, the assassin in black could only beg for mercy, but it was like playing a lute to a cow.
For the organization that repeatedly tried to assassinate him without giving up, he harbored extreme disgust.
He originally planned to wait until his cultivation was strong enough to avenge this grudge.
But he couldn’t bear it anymore. If he didn’t do something, he felt that even his state of mind might be affected.
Moreover, the intelligence of Yama Hall and All-Knowing was not much different; both could find out about his existence.
Therefore, he would have to be on edge, waiting for the Yama Hall assassin’s attempt on his life.
He needed a new identity, one that Yama Hall couldn’t track!
"Die!"
Staring at the assassin in black ahead who was fleeing in panic, a black light suddenly flew out from Chen Nan, emitting a sharp friction sound. It struck fiercely at the assassin’s back heart.
It was a pitch-black iron nail, thick as a pinky on one end, tapering to a sharp point on the other end.
This was the Soul Destruction Nail, a secret treasure Chen Nan forged and refined with the Heaven-Burning Flame and Mo Ying Flame, using Soul Destruction Sand as the material when he died and resurrected in the Great Swamp.
Specifically targeting the Divine Soul!
This was the first time Chen Nan used it.
The assassin in black hit by the Soul Destruction Nail showed no external wounds, yet screamed miserably, clutching his head as he fell from the sky.
Chen Nan immediately chased after him, the wind whistling in his hands, as two wind blades about ten feet long suddenly flew towards him.
On the ground, the soil surged, the rocks compressed, forming several sharp spikes standing menacingly.
There were even vines breaking through the earth, suddenly entwining the falling assassin in black, and then yanking him towards the ground violently, increasing the falling speed several times over.
With a thud!
The still woozy assassin in black fell straight onto the rocky spikes, and the wind blades that followed sliced the body into several pieces.
Chen Nan slowly descended, looking at the assassin’s tragic death with no emotional ripple in his heart.
Those who kill will always be killed; he understood this truth a long time ago.
Anyone who tries to harm him should be prepared for the possibility of being killed by him.
A blood-colored glow flew out from the assassin’s body, merging into Chen Nan’s body, causing Chen Nan’s hostility to flare up like oil on fire.
But he quickly suppressed this hostility.
In the short term, he had no good way out, so he could only suppress it like this.
But he also knew that once the day came when he can’t suppress it, the backlash would be even more intense!
The Soul Destruction Nail quietly fell into his hand, looking quite rough. Chen Nan thought of finding a skilled forging master to help engrave runes onto it.
Runes are like small arrays, possessing various effects.
For example, concealment, silence, explosion, etc.
The more powerful the rune, the harder it is to engrave; Chen Nan simply couldn’t do it himself.
Generally, the higher the rank of a spiritual artifact, the stronger and more numerous the runes engraved on it.
With a grab of his hand, the assassin’s storage bag fell into his grasp.
No wonder he was a professional assassin; all items in the storage bag that could prove his identity were absent, containing only some Elixir Pills and Spirit Stones.
The number wasn’t large, but better than nothing.
The sword he used was the only thing worth a few Spirit Stones, being an eighth-grade spiritual artifact.
Chen Nan waved his hand, releasing a flame that in a matter of moments burned the body into ashes.
Then he turned and hurried towards the direction of the city.
He had to sell the things in his hand as soon as possible, exchange them for Spirit Stones, and find a safe place to refine the Mystic Yin True Water.
Yet he was a bit lost, as he didn’t know what place could be considered safe.
...
The city was as usual.
Chen Nan passed by a tavern, recalling his encounter with the Divine Calculator here, and couldn’t help but laugh wryly.
Speaking of the Divine Calculator, he was indeed a quirky individual; although they had no deep-seated hatred, next time if he truly encountered him again, he would definitely let him taste the feeling of heartbreak.
In no time, he arrived at Myriad Phenomena Commerce, lifting his foot to go inside.
A female cultivator in the store saw him, her eyes lit up, and she hurried over.
"Senior, do you remember me?"
Chen Nan furrowed his brow, then relaxed, "I remember, you were the one who received me last time."
"Yes, Senior. Are you here for business again?"
"That’s right." Chen Nan patted his storage bag, feeling a bit guilty since most of the things in the bag were demon cultivator supplies, not sure if Myriad Phenomena Commerce would accept them.
If not, he’d have to take a trip to the Ghost Market, whose prices were definitely lower than those offered by the commerce.
"Please follow me, have a rest first, I’ll go call for the appraiser in the store."
The female cultivator led Chen Nan into an elegant room with a smile, served tea, and then hurriedly excused herself.
However, she didn’t go to find the appraiser; instead, she quickly ran to a room on the second floor.
"Miss, the person you’re looking for has come again!"
Suddenly, urgent footsteps were heard from the room, and the door was suddenly flung open.
"Where?!"
The female cultivator saw Lady Shang in such an excited state for the first time, and she understood that this man was definitely not ordinary to the lady.
Even for geniuses, Lady Shang had never shown such an attitude.
She was glad that she had paid attention after the lady wanted to find this person last time, and indeed she encountered him again.
"Just in the elegant room downstairs."
Lady Shang nodded, walked two steps, then turned back to look at the female cultivator, flashed a charming smile, and said, "You’ll be the manager from now on."
After saying this, she hurried downstairs.
The female cultivator was stunned by the huge surprise, taking a while to come to her senses, thinking she must curry favor with that man, so he would speak a few good words for her in front of the lady.
Chen Nan was waiting in the room, eyes closed, pondering how to speak later.
Suddenly, the door sounded.
He instinctively stood up and said, "This time I..."
Before he could finish speaking, a soft body plunged into his arms, a distinctive fragrance assaulting his senses, hands tightly wrapping around his waist as if trying to merge him into her body.
Shocked, Chen Nan looked down, seeing a familiar face.
"Lady Shang?"
Lady Shang raised her head to look at Chen Nan, eyes full of infatuation and attachment, her hands grasped Chen Nan’s head, and her red lips imprinted on his face.
"You... are you crazy?"
Chen Nan wanted to push away the person in his arms, but was unsuccessful.
The female cultivator who had received him earlier now came over, seeing this scene, smiled slightly, closed the door for them, and stood guard at the door.
Yet her face had quietly turned red.
