Dashing Student-Chapter 459: Death is Not Enough to Atone for His Guilt

Watching Chu Qi’s evasive gaze, her voluptuous figure, and her delicate youthful face, Chen Nan couldn’t help but swallow hard as the heat in his heart surged once again.

His breath grew more rapid as the memory of forcefully taking her last time involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

At the same time.

Chu Qi also came to the bed, her face flushed with shy coquetry, looking at the exaggerated object in front of Chen Nan, her cheeks growing all the more flushed, like a fully ripened peach.

She took a deep breath and slowly began to remove her clothes.

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In an instant.

Her sexy and moving body was exposed to Chen Nan without reservation.

Her ample, round breasts were wrapped in a black bra, revealing the soft curves and a deep cleavage.

Her belly was flat, with the faint lines of a sexy six-pack visible.

Her long, beautiful legs were enchanting, adorned with a pair of sexy black lace panties, and her every move exuded a mix of allure and shyness.

Chen Nan, already burning with lust, could not withstand this enticing sight and reached out to pull Chu Qi into his arms, kissing her red lips.

However.

This time, he was very restrained and gentle.

While kissing the woman in his arms, he skillfully removed her bra, freeing her large, tender breasts, before kissing them eagerly.

At the same time.

His right hand ventured into that moist haven.

"Umm..."

Chu Qi also let out an alluring moan, her expression filled with intense spring fever.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Chen Nan no longer hesitated and slowly entered her body, deeply enveloped by her warmth and tightness...

Afterward, he moved gently.

Every entry was cautious, as if afraid of accidentally hurting her.

Chu Qi also felt the thrill of womanhood.

Although she had been with Chen Nan before, he had been very rough then, without considering her feelings at all.

So much so that whenever she thought back to that encounter, her heart felt pain but little joy...

After more than half an hour of thrusting, Chen Nan gave her his heated passion.

Chu Qi showed signs of intoxication and satisfaction, her sexy body trembling continuously, providing Chen Nan with a strong sense of confinement, wave after wave, especially comfortable.

After the passion subsided, the room was filled with an ambiguously seductive atmosphere.

Chu Qi’s cheeks still bore the lingering blush, like clouds caressed by the afterglow of the sunset; she breathed lightly, her eyes revealing a hint of shyness and contentment.

Chen Nan gently took Chu Qi into his arms, and she nestled obediently against him, their heartbeats clearly audible to each other.

Chen Nan’s fingers tenderly threaded through Chu Qi’s hair, gently and lovingly combing it strand by strand.

Chu Qi, in turn, laid her hand lightly upon Chen Nan’s chest, feeling the strong pulsations under his skin. Her lips unconsciously curved into a happy smile.

Just then.

A sudden ringtone from a cellphone abruptly shattered the silence.

Chu Qi instinctively reached for her phone lying nearby, its screen lit up, clearly displaying Qing Niao’s number.

She paused for a moment, seemingly collecting her scattered emotions, then pressed the answer button, her tone carrying an instinctive respect, "Sect Leader, what are your instructions?"

Qing Niao’s cold voice came through the earpiece: "Bring Chen Nan to the front hall."

"Okay." Chu Qi promptly responded, hung up the phone, and her gaze slowly shifted to Chen Nan, softly speaking, "The Sect Leader requests your presence in the front hall."

Chen Nan frowned, clueless about why Qing Niao was summoning him.

Still, he agreed, picking up a tattered Daoist robe beside him and after struggling into it, followed Chu Qi towards the front hall.

By then, the front hall had been cleaned spotlessly; the previously shocking blood on the floor had been diligently washed away, and the whole space looked almost completely rejuvenated.

However, there lingered a faint scent of blood in the air, as if silently telling the tale of the heart-stopping events that had transpired here not long ago.

When Chen Nan appeared in the front hall, Qing Niao’s gaze immediately locked onto him.

Her face maintained an expressionless front, reminiscent of a deep, bottomless spring, so calm it was ripple-free.

But upon closer observation, one could detect a fleeting glimpse of panic in her eyes.

However, this brief flicker of panic swiftly vanished, forcibly suppressed by her, returning to that undisturbed, cold composure.

Qing Niao slightly lifted her hand and with a gentle wave, a black ring arced through the air, flying towards Chen Nan.

Chen Nan instinctively stretched out his hand and firmly caught it, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at Qing Niao with confusion, not understanding why she had given him this black ring.

Seeing the bewilderment in Chen Nan’s heart, Qing Niao pursed her lips and in her clear, cold voice, said, "This was found on Yang Ji. After much consideration, I deemed you the most suitable to have it!"

Chen Nan couldn’t help but ask, "What is this?"

Qing Niao said, "Each faction within the Outer Eight Sects has a Sect Leader Token, and this ring in your hand is the Sect Leader Token of the Poisonous Insect Sect."

"Ah?" Chen Nan was taken aback, clearly not expecting such significance behind the ring. Recovering from his surprise, he couldn’t help but ask, "How did the Poisonous Insect Sect’s Sect Leader Token end up in Yang Ji’s hands?"

Qing Niao let out a light sigh, "The grave error made by Yang Ji was his greedy desire to steal this Sect Leader Token to establish his own sect, daring to challenge the authority of the legitimate Poisonous Insect Sect."

"It is precisely because of this that he provoked the Poisonous Insect Sect’s fury, enduring relentless pursuit and meeting a tragic fate."

Chen Nan nodded thoughtfully, his doubts gradually clearing, "If that’s the case, Yang Ji’s mistake was the theft of the Sect Leader Token and the attempt to establish his own sect."

"Such actions defy the righteousness of the sect; indeed, his crime is unforgivable, and his death was more than deserved."

His voice paused, and he asked perplexedly, "This ring, being the Sect Leader Token of the Poisonous Insect Sect, why would you give it to me? Logically, it should be returned to the Poisonous Insect Sect, shouldn’t it?"

Qing Niao chuckled softly, her eyes gleamed playfully at Chen Nan, "You don’t really think the Outer Eight Sects are a united force, do you?"

Chen Nan’s face displayed surprise, "Aren’t they?"

Qing Niao shook her head, "Although the Outer Eight Sects have a lineage that spans thousands of years, they are eight independent sects with relationships not as harmonious as you imagine; in fact, they’re rife with covert strife."

"The reason I’m giving you the Poisonous Insect Sect’s Token is because I want you to take the position of Sect Leader and control the Poisonous Insect Sect."

Chen Nan chuckled lightly, disbelievingly saying, "I have no interest in the position of Sect Leader of the Poisonous Insect Sect."

A hint of an intriguing smile spread across Qing Niao’s face, "Then are you interested in Chu Qi?"