Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 620: One Man, One Sword—Enough

The Sea of Blood was endless, as if it had no bounds, harboring infinite killing intent.

The dark red blood surged fiercely, and within it, ominous faces loomed, appearing to want to devour all beings stepping into the Sea of Blood.

From time to time, pitch-black shadows swam beneath the surface, resembling fearsome creatures.

Yet in the face of the Sea of Blood, Chu Nan remained unmoved, but when he looked at Jiang Meier, his expression was one of vigilance.

"Hall Master Zhao Shibang of the Ninth Hall, what a coincidence~" Jiang Meier said with a charming smile, stepping gracefully and approaching Chu Nan, soon by his side, "I didn't expect to meet you here; it's truly my fortune."

"In fact, I adore Martial Artists like you who cultivate the Corpse Dao; there's always something particularly intriguing about your aura."

"So, would you like to join me from here on?"

Chu Nan was the key to unlocking the Land of Inheritance, and Jiang Meier hoped to personally lead Chu Nan to open it, thus currying favor with the Hall Master of the First Hall.

And Chu Nan's interest naturally lay with the final Land of Inheritance; despite Jiang Meier's active attempts at seduction, he remained indifferent.

"No need for more words; let's go." Chu Nan's demeanor remained cold throughout, and when he looked at Jiang Meier, he didn't shy away, as if she was just another passerby he'd encounter on the street.

Even though Jiang Meier was a Martial Artist at the peak of the Eighth Heaven, Chu Nan wasn't fearful but somewhat wary.

Alone, he could not easily defeat her, so he opted to temporarily join forces to leave the Sea of Blood.

In fact, Jiang Meier had already employed her Charm Technique upon first seeing Chu Nan, yet Chu Nan's strong soul coupled with the protection of Yin Power allowed him to easily resist her charms.

"Oh~ Hall Master Zhao is quite different indeed; no wonder you're a Martial Artist who can command the Ancestral Bloodline." Jiang Meier exclaimed softly, not expecting Chu Nan to resist her Charming Power.

This, however, didn't deter Jiang Meier; instead, it fueled her competitive spirit.

Since stepping into Martial Dao, her Charm Technique had been undefeatable; even the proudest Martial Artists would become infatuated upon meeting her.

Even a Saint indifferent to women could be gradually won over, willing to fall for her.

Jiang Meier most enjoyed challenging those who initially evaded or despised her.

Conquering such individuals and then casting them aside brought immense satisfaction to Jiang Meier.

"Zhao Shibang... I hope you can hold out a little longer," Jiang Meier thought to herself.

Thus, the two walked side by side, crossing the Sea of Blood.

Scanning the Sea of Blood, Chu Nan suddenly said to Jiang Meier, "You've served as the Third Hall Master for probably not less than a millennium, and you've surely entered the Main Hall several times. Do you know the secrets of this Sea of Blood?"

"Are there any opportunities here, and how can we leave?"

There was no information about this Sea of Blood in the memories of Hai Wujie or Zhao Shibang, so Chu Nan had no choice but to ask Jiang Meier.

"Can't hold back and took the initiative to speak to me?"

Jiang Meier thought, unable to suppress a smile of pride, then said, "I've ventured into this Sea of Blood twice; I know both the opportunities and how to leave."

"If you wish to know, then hold me in your arms, and I'll tell you."

Jiang Meier wanted to gradually break down Chu Nan's psychological defenses, making him hopelessly infatuated with her, starting with simple bodily contact.

She believed that any man who touched her would be endlessly captivated, unable to forget.

Just one embrace would make them crave a second, and even more...

Jiang Meier had encountered many such men, and she was very confident.

Chu Nan paused, glanced quietly at Jiang Meier, and finally nodded, "Alright." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

With that, Chu Nan lifted Jiang Meier into a princess carry, holding her in his broad embrace.

Jiang Meier indeed lived up to her alluring nature; her flesh was incredibly soft, and Chu Nan felt as if his arms would sink into her.

She even had a captivating fragrance, like fine wine, like blossoms in full bloom.

There was no doubt Jiang Meier was a born enchantress, who would surely become an empire-ruining Demon Queen if she entered the Imperial Palace.

Yet Chu Nan's expression remained calm, and not long after lifting Jiang Meier, he asked, "Is it enough?"

"Enough~" Jiang Meier sighed, her eyes like daggers, "But if you wish, you can hold me longer..."

Her tone was so enticing that any man would seem unable to refuse her.

Yet Chu Nan was not an ordinary man. Upon hearing that it was enough, he immediately placed Jiang Meier to the side and then calmly said, "Now, can you tell me the secrets of the Sea of Blood?"

Jiang Meier was taken aback after being set down; she floated above the Sea of Blood, never expecting Chu Nan to so decisively let her go.

She wasn't afraid of Chu Nan not touching her; not touching represented disgust, fear, or avoidance.

As long as Chu Nan felt anything towards her, Jiang Meier had the confidence to gradually break down his defenses, ultimately entrapping him.

But what Chu Nan just displayed was entirely different; it was indifference, calmness, and nonchalance.

To him, she seemed no different from any other woman.

This was terrifying because not caring meant she couldn't affect his emotions; so, how could she influence him?

For a moment, anger brewed in Jiang Meier's heart; it was the first time she had been so blatantly ignored by a man.

The Hall Master of the First Hall at least showed a trace of disdain, while Chu Nan didn't show even that.

Jiang Meier didn't act spoiled, knowing that to win over a man, one must satisfy him in some way. She said, "This place is named Blood Beast Space, and it's said that the Sea of Blood here was formed by slaying a Cloud Sea Realm expert."

"The Resentful Soul of that powerful figure lingers within this Sea of Blood, its consciousness forming countless Blood Bodies to attack and devour visitors."

"All of these Blood Bodies possess strength of the Seventh Heaven pinnacle; some can even reach the Eighth Heaven."

"If one can slay a hundred Blood Bodies, they may leave. However, to obtain the Saint-grade Spirit Martial left by the powerful figure in life, one needs to slay a thousand Blood Bodies, a feat no one has achieved thus far."

At this point, Jiang Meier's eyes glinted as she thought again of how to draw closer to Chu Nan, she continued, "I entered once during the early and pinnacle of Seventh Heaven, both without securing this Saint-grade Spirit Martial."

"But now I have Cultivation at the Eighth Heaven pinnacle; slaying a thousand Blood Bodies would be easy."

"If you kiss me once, we can collaborate to slay a thousand Blood Bodies, and the Saint-grade Spirit Martial as a reward could belong to you."

With such immense benefits to tempt him, Jiang Meier believed Chu Nan would not refuse, leading to more advanced bodily contact and a cherished camaraderie in battle.

The trials of life and death in battle could warm the bond between the two. Jiang Meier had won over countless inheritors of great powers with this tactic when she was weaker.

However, to Jiang Meier's surprise, Chu Nan merely responded calmly, "No need for you to act; I alone, with one Sword, am enough!"