Dashing Student-Chapter 792, Blessing in Disguise

The scarred man was initially stunned by the words, then he grinned with a sinister expression: "That’s right! Old Third’s Bone Rot Poison is something not even a cultivator at the Third Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage can withstand. That kid is poisoned and only at the First Layer of the Foundation Establishment, there’s no doubt he’s dead!"

He struggled to stand up, eyes gleaming with malice: "Let’s go back and report! Just say the kid’s been poisoned with Bone Rot Poison, and he’s as good as dead!"

The three of them assisted each other as they left, leaving just a few dark red bloodstains on the ground, slowly drying under the sunlight.

On the other side.

Chen Nan staggered through the dense forest, the bluish-purple poison in the wound on his left arm squirmed under his skin like a living creature, each heartbeat brought piercing pain.

"The cultivation world sure lives up to its name; this poison is too overbearing!"

Beads of sweat like soybeans seeped from Chen Nan’s forehead, and the scene before his eyes began to blur.

In the mundane world, he was already immune to all poisons, but who would’ve thought that after first entering the cultivation world, his immunity seemed to have failed.

He forced himself to find a hidden cave, cleared away the vines, and drilled in.

The cave was cool and dry, and Chen Nan sat cross-legged, trying to expel the poison with his cultivation.

However, the moment the True Qi circulated, the poison surged back along his meridians like a bone-attached gangrene, directly attacking his heart vessels!

"Oh no!"

Chen Nan’s face changed abruptly, clearly not expecting the poison to be so overbearing.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden commotion from Chen Nan’s Dantian.

The King of Ten Thousand Gu, long dormant, had awakened!

A Gu insect, golden all over, emerged from his Dantian, only the size of a thumb, yet it exuded an aura that made one’s heart palpitate.

It then appeared at his wound.

"What is this?"

Chen Nan was surprised to find that the Gu insect was actively devouring the Bone Rot Poison!

The bluish-purple toxins were absorbed into the Gu insect’s body like a tide, while its golden shell gradually emitted an eerie purple glow.

As the poison was devoured, the numbness in Chen Nan’s left arm quickly faded.

Even more amazing, after absorbing the poison, the King of Ten Thousand Gu actually fed back a pure energy, nourishing his damaged meridians.

"I see!" Chen Nan suddenly understood.

The King of Ten Thousand Gu had long since evolved, capable of devouring a myriad of poisons to use for itself.

This Bone Rot Poison, deadly to ordinary people, was a great tonic for it!

In less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the toxins in his body were completely devoured.

The King of Ten Thousand Gu returned to the Dantian to slumber.

Chen Nan moved his left arm, discovering that not only had the injury healed, but his meridians seemed even more resilient than before.

"A blessing in disguise!" Chen Nan grinned, his face breaking into a brilliant smile.

Chen Nan stretched his muscles and bones, True Qi surging within him like a tide.

He pushed aside the vines at the cave entrance, squinting slightly in the glaring sunlight.

In the distance came a few bird calls, the air filled with the fresh fragrance of grass and wood.

"It’s time to find the remaining Rootless Grass." With half a day left until the assessment ended, he had to acquire the Rootless Grass and become a disciple of the Yuantian Sect no matter what.

His figure flickered, darting like a specter through the dense forest. Although his cultivation at the First Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage wasn’t very strong, his Soul Power could cover an area within a hundred meters.

Every rustle of wind and grass within a hundred meters was sensed by him.

"The Spiritual Energy seems denser up ahead!" Chen Nan keenly noticed the denser Spiritual Energy ahead and immediately flew in that direction.

Soon, the sound of trickling water reached him, and a narrow mountain stream appeared before his eyes.

The stream’s water was crystal clear, with jagged rocks lining its banks.

Chen Nan hid behind a large rock, his gaze sweeping the surroundings like an eagle.

Sure enough, in a patch of shrubs, he spotted the location of the Rootless Grass!

Confirming that no one was around, Chen Nan quickly approached and carefully picked the Rootless Grass, its verdant leaves glistening with a crystalline sheen under the sunlight.

"Finally completed the task!" Chen Nan grinned, just about to tuck the Spirit Grass into his arms, when his ear twitched, catching the sound of footsteps from behind.

"Fellow cultivator, quite a harvest, huh!"

A sinister voice came from behind.

Chen Nan turned around, seeing two young cultivators in gray robes standing not far away.

One held a folding fan, wearing a fake smile; the other carried a long sword on his back, eyes sinister.

Both were at the Second Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage, eyeing the Rootless Grass in his hand with ill intentions.

"Hand over the Rootless Grass, and we can spare your life." The fan-wielding cultivator lightly fanned himself, his tone casual as if discussing the weather.

Chen Nan squinted, smiling noncommittally: "Are you two trying to rob me openly?"

"No need to make it sound so unpleasant." The sword-wielding cultivator sneered: "In the cultivation world, the weak are prey to the strong. You’re just a Loose Cultivator at the First Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Holding onto the Rootless Grass is a waste."

The fan-wielding cultivator chimed in: "If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Spirit Grass obediently, or else..."

With a snap, he closed the fan, a flicker of murder flashing in his eyes.

Chen Nan looked around, finding that the two had positioned themselves cleverly, sealing off his escape route.

Clearly not the first time doing this sort of thing.

He smiled and shook his head: "To be honest, before this, there were three cultivators at the Second Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage who wanted to give me trouble, but they ended up failing at my hands. Are you sure you want the Rootless Grass from me?"

"Hahaha!" The fan-wielding cultivator laughed up to the sky, patting his hand with the fan, eyes full of mockery: "A mere First Layer Foundation Establishment stage waste dares to boast so shamelessly?"

The sword-wielding cultivator also scoffed: "If you’re going to make up stories, at least make them sound believable. Three Second Layer Foundation Establishment? Why not say you defeated a Golden Core Stage expert?"

Chen Nan shrugged helplessly: "I’m telling the truth."

"Enough nonsense!" The fan-wielding cultivator’s face suddenly changed, unfolding the fan with a "swish," the fan surface emanating a faint blue glow: "I’m giving you one last chance, hand over the Rootless Grass, or else..."

"Or else what?" Chen Nan’s lips curled slightly, a teasing smile on his face.

"Or I’ll spill your blood on the spot!" the sword-wielding cultivator barked sharply, his long sword singing from its sheath, transforming into a cold gleam aimed straight at Chen Nan’s throat!

This strike was swift and ruthless, the sword’s blade wrapped in fierce Sword Qi, clearly intended to be a killing blow!

Chen Nan was already prepared, his figure sidestepping half a step like a phantom, narrowly dodging the sword edge.

At the same time, his right hand trembled, a gust of True Qi whistling out, clashing with the long sword with a ’ding’.

"Huh?" The sword-wielding cultivator showed surprise, clearly not expecting Chen Nan to react so quickly.

"Let’s attack together!" Seeing his companion fail, the fan-wielding cultivator immediately swung his fan to attack.

The fan blade slicing through the air, generating several sharp wind blades, blocked all of Chen Nan’s escape routes.

Facing the two-pronged attack, Chen Nan remained unhurried, unable to resist saying: "You’re too slow!"

Before the words fell.

His left hand formed a claw, like a bolt of lightning, directly grabbing at the fan-wielding cultivator’s wrist.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound of bones snapping, the fan-wielding cultivator cried out in pain, the fan falling from his hand.

Chen Nan took the opportunity to kick him in the abdomen, sending him flying several yards, heavily crashing into an ancient tree.

"You!" The sword-wielding cultivator was shocked, hurriedly changing his move, turning his long sword into a flurry of sword shadows, attempting to win with speed.

However, Chen Nan stepped through the sword shadows as if strolling in a courtyard, deftly avoiding deadly attacks every time.

After ten moves, he suddenly caught a flaw, his soft sword darting out like a viper spitting its tongue, stabbing straight at the opponent’s wrist.

"Ah!" The sword-wielding cultivator cried out in pain, his long sword falling helplessly to the ground.

He clutched his bleeding wrist, retreating in terror: "Who...who are you? How are you this strong?"