School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master-Chapter 881 - 960: You Dare to Flirt with Me!

Upon hearing the monk’s words about flaws, Chen Nan hastily said: "What flaw is it? I request Master to enlighten me."

"This Absolute Skill of yours, though extremely powerful when executed, consumes a tremendous amount of Inner Strength each time. I believe you are already aware of this," the monk glanced at him and said, "After all, if you controlled the consumption of Inner Strength, you certainly wouldn’t be able to unleash its full power."

Chen Nan nodded, saying, "This is indeed what troubles me the most. I wonder if the Master has a solution?"

The monk remained silent for a while before saying, "To perfectly resolve this is impossible, especially considering your current Cultivation; the Inner Strength in your body is extremely limited. However, I have a Cultivation Technique here that can somewhat resolve this issue."

Chen Nan listened quietly, and the monk continued, "This Cultivation Technique is called ’Stealing Heaven and Seizing Sun,’ and its purpose is to enable your body to be in a state of Primordial Qi communication with Heaven and Earth. While unleashing lethal strikes, you can draw upon the Spiritual Energy between Heaven and Earth to compensate for the lack of Inner Strength."

Stealing Heaven and Seizing Sun — stealing the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth, seizing the essence of the Sun and Moon.

The monk said, "When this Cultivation Technique is trained to its utmost, you can freely manipulate the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth for your use, reaching a Realm where Inner Strength is never exhausted."

Chen Nan was greatly shocked; this Cultivation Technique was too defiant of the natural order.

Just as Chen Nan was shocked in his heart by this Cultivation Technique, the monk waved his hand forward, and a mysterious Internal Cultivation Methods appeared in Chen Nan’s Conscious Sea; it was exactly the Stealing Heaven and Seizing Sun Divine Skill the monk mentioned earlier.

"I’ve taught you the mental method, and the rest will depend on your own insight," the monk said while turning towards the exit of the rooftop.

When Chen Nan came to his senses, he hurriedly wanted to catch up to express his gratitude, but at that moment, the monk waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. I’m only here to guide you at the request of that old rascal, your master."

"The Master knows my master?" Chen Nan said in surprise.

"That old rascal always steals my women; the monk has to go find him and settle the score."

The monk walked briskly towards the rooftop door, but just then, the iron gate of the rooftop was kicked open with a "bang," and Jiang Xiaomi rushed up.

Obviously, she was here looking for Chen Nan.

Seeing Jiang Xiaomi, the monk’s eyes instantly lit up, and he quickly approached: "Young lady, I’ve been cultivating for years and can peer into Heaven’s secrets. Do you need a fortune-telling?"

Jiang Xiaomi was taken aback: "Who are you?"

She couldn’t quite understand how Brother Nan was on the rooftop with a dirty monk.

Seeing the doubt in Jiang Xiaomi’s eyes, the monk grinned, shook his head, and said, "Young lady, I know astronomy above and geography below, and there is nothing I cannot do. I offer free fortune-telling. Just by looking at you, I can tell you’re destined for great fortune. Do you want the monk to give you a reading?"

"Get out of here, I don’t have time to listen to your nonsense."

Jiang Xiaomi glared at him, inwardly speechless about this monk. Weren’t they supposed to not tell lies? But this guy was full of nonsense; it’s a wonder he wasn’t lying...

While Jiang Xiaomi was mumbling to herself, the monk leisurely said, "Little sister, I calculated that you lack me in your life. If you don’t mind, I, this humble monk, am willing to accompany you until the end of time and beyond..."

"You can go die for all I care!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaomi directly kicked a Yin Leg towards his crotch, cursing, "What kind of lousy monk, you’re just an old lecher!"

"For crying out loud!"

The monk was startled and leapt several meters away, breaking into a cold sweat.

Despite his age and unparalleled martial arts skills, and the countless women he’s seen, he had never encountered such an ill-tempered beauty who was prone to making a deadly move.

"Little sister, being so fierce is not right. I..."

"Like hell I know you. How dare you make a move on me? Aren’t you afraid Brother Nan will kill you!" Jiang Xiaomi interrupted the monk again, her fists mercilessly aimed at the monk’s nose, like a ferocious mother dinosaur.

Chen Nan, realizing things weren’t going well, hurried over to hug Jiang Xiaomi, "Mimi, what are you doing? The Master is a senior; don’t be so rude."

"Senior my ass; I think this bald donkey just needs a beating!"

Although Jiang Xiaomi was held by Chen Nan, she still waved her hands and feet around, appearing as if she wanted to fight the monk to the death.

The monk scratched his shiny bald head, "Uh... do you know each other?"

"She’s my wife..."

Chen Nan was a bit speechless, thinking this monk was quite lustful to be hitting on Jiang Xiaomi.

Upon hearing this, the monk’s old face flushed with embarrassment. He quickly coughed twice and turned to rush out the iron door of the rooftop.

Jiang Xiaomi finally calmed down, "Brother Nan, who is this bald donkey?"

Chen Nan smiled wryly, "My benefactor."

It’s no exaggeration to say so; the monk has saved him more than once, and he just passed on martial arts to him—that kindness isn’t small.

Jiang Xiaomi scratched her head and looked at Chen Nan with some regret: "Was I too harsh to your benefactor just now?"

"It’s alright; the Master likes to joke. Don’t mind him," Chen Nan stroked her cheek and smiled, "By the way, why aren’t you in class? Why did you come up to the rooftop?"

"I heard you wanted to hit on Lan Yuqin and got kicked out of the office, so I went looking for you," Jiang Xiaomi said.

Chen Nan was speechless, "Who said I wanted to hit on Lan Yuqin?"

"Everyone’s saying it! Now they’re all saying you have the courage to hit on even the homeroom teacher," Jiang Xiaomi said.

Chen Nan was utterly speechless; rumors were truly scary these days!

"It’s purely a misunderstanding; she’s my teacher. How could I have any ideas about her!" Chen Nan kissed her on the lips, picked her up, and said, "Let’s go down."

Jiang Xiaomi nodded obediently.

...

After sending her back to the classroom, Chen Nan didn’t go to apologize to Lan Yuqin but quickly ran towards the school gate.

Having obtained a map to the Immortal Spirit Valley, he decided to visit and see if the eyes of the Holy Girl Sculpture were truly filled with tears, as in Su Qingqing’s dream.

However, just as he ran out of the teaching building, he bumped into someone familiar on the Avenue.

Han Yuting!

It’s been a while since Chen Nan last saw her.

"In such a hurry, where are you going?"

Han Yuting’s eyes had a peculiar look. She secretly had feelings for Chen Nan, but he hadn’t given her an answer last time.

"I’m going out to handle some things," Chen Nan pointed towards the school gate.

Han Yuting giggled and asked, "I heard you tried to hit on the homeroom teacher earlier and got kicked out, is it true?"

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