School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

Chapter 1886 - 1972: Outer Domain Battlefield 9

The two Supremes, one fat one thin, were still bickering.

The two Half-step Supremes looked utterly used to this, standing in the distance watching the show.

The way they looked at Chen Nan was like they were looking at two dead men.

After all, once you’re trapped by two Supremes, even a Supreme Expert would find it hard to escape alive, not to mention there’s a Blood Pond under this Array, giving the two Supremes and the Formation a constant stream of power to absorb.

But this kind of vicious Blood Pond is extremely harmful to ordinary Supremes. Various drugs and poisons were added into this Blood Pond; it’s the biggest secret of Blood Martial Hall’s Cultivation.

If an ordinary Heavenly Lord cultivator falls in and can’t get out immediately, they’ll probably end up as bare bones.

"Fuck your grandpa, you turtle bastard. Back then you liked my Magic Treasure, I gave it to you, then you started liking my wife..." The short fat Supreme was still cursing.

The tall thin Supreme shot back on cue, "Fuck your granny’s bear, you’ve got the nerve to say I stole your stuff? You snatched my cave, I was cultivating in the Blood Pond and you insisted on coming in too. Your bullshit Cultivation Technique went into Deviation... in the end your Divine Soul flew out and rammed straight into my body, I had no choice but to enter your damn skinny body. I was originally a graceful fat guy, okay?!"

"Fuck your mother’s horse!"

"I’m gonna fight you to the death!"

The fat and the thin, the tall and the short, the two Supremes clashed instantly and started a fierce battle atop the Blood Array.

Chen Nan could only shake his head. "No wonder this skinny one’s nickname is ’Short Winter Melon’. Turns out the two of them swapped bodies."

Ou Yifei was completely puzzled. "Both of them are in the Supreme Realm. Even if it’s hard to switch their bodies back, at least their appearance can be changed from the outside..."

Chen Nan chuckled. "You don’t understand men, I don’t blame you!"

One fat, one thin—they were either legendary drinking buddies... or true love...

Chen Nan complained in his heart as the blood-colored gourd was already summoned into his hand.

That blood-colored gourd was an Innate Spiritual Treasure of a Fourth-level World and a ferocious killing tool. The moment they came over this lake, it got all excited, which had made Chen Nan curious at the time.

Thinking back now, it must’ve sensed the existence of this massive Blood Pond.

Whether it was this Formation or the Blood Pond, for the Blood Gourd it was like a fish in water, a bird in the woods.

Chen Nan seemed to hear the Blood Gourd chirping with joy.

The Blood Gourd was originally a Spirit Communication Treasure; it didn’t even need him to inject Divine Power. It flew out on its own, landed at the Array Eye, and started devouring the Vicious Aura within the Array and the boundless Blood Qi in the lake below.

"Chi chi chi!"

Countless streams of Blood Qi madly poured into the Blood Gourd. In just a moment, the Blood Qi grew denser and denser, instantly forming a tornado, like the Formation had unleashed some massive attack.

It was the first time those two Half-step Supremes had seen such a scene. Each thought Chen Nan and Ou Yifei were being attacked, madness flashing across their faces. They’d just been seriously injured by Chen Nan, and now they could finally take revenge.

The fat and thin Supremes were still arguing.

Chen Nan glanced at Ou Yifei at his side. "You just advanced to the Half-step Supreme Realm this time; your Realm advancement is downright defying the heavens. Luckily you’re from the Heavenly People Clan and not shackled by the Heavenly Dao, otherwise you’d probably be stuck at this Realm for who knows how many years of Time."

Ou Yifei nodded and smiled faintly. "Honestly, I’m already very lucky to even be alive. Back when I sacrificed myself to destroy the Demon Summoning Formation, I never even thought I’d survive. This is already Heaven’s grace."

She really didn’t care too much about this level of Cultivation.

Chen Nan gave a wry smile. He and Ou Yifei could be considered kindred spirits; they had witnessed vicissitudes and gone through Life and Death together.

"Since you’ve lived through it and even gotten a level of Cultivation I’m jealous of, don’t waste it. Back in the Magic Realm, I mastered a secret technique that can help you stabilize your current Cultivation."

With a thought, the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture he’d gotten from the Blood Evil Ancestor was instantly imprinted into Ou Yifei’s Sea of Consciousness.

"This secret technique can absorb others’ Cultivation and also strengthen your own physique, using blood as the medium. It’s perfect for this place. We can’t miss this chance. Even if we suck this Blood Pond completely dry, when Xue Zhan and the others come back, they’ll just have to swallow the loss."

When those two Half-step Supremes started getting ideas, Chen Nan had already planned to rip them off. Just now, it was their Blood Martial Hall that struck first. He didn’t hurt a single person—he’d just flip their Cultivation Blood Pond upside down and suck it clean.

That was already being extremely polite!

"You’re such a bastard!"

Hearing Chen Nan’s words, Ou Yifei couldn’t help but throw a delicate punch at his chest.

Chen Nan laughed loudly. "If a man’s not bad, women won’t love him. If I weren’t bad enough, how would I have so many wives?"

Righteous and smug as hell—and annoyingly, he kind of had a point.

"You... sigh..."

Ou Yifei smiled helplessly and started cultivating the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture.

At the same time, Chen Nan also began using the Blood Transformation Heart Scripture to absorb the powerful energy from the Blood Pond.

"This Blood Martial Hall uses the Blood Pond as a Cultivation Field. But aside from these two Supremes being weirdos, Xue Zhan and the other three don’t have any Vicious Aura on them at all. They must have some sort of Magic Skills. Still, I’ve got the Blood Gourd to absorb the Vicious Aura."

Chen Nan absorbed the power of the Blood Pond while mulling this over in his heart.

A moment later, as light burst out of the Blood Gourd, the blood-colored Array began to tremble.

The fat and thin Supremes had been cursing each other, but when they turned around and saw this, their eyes bulged like oxen. They pointed at Chen Nan and Ou Yifei as if their parents had just died. "You... you..."

As they spoke, their eyes actually started to fill with tears.

At this moment, the Blood Pond had already been drained by a third by Chen Nan and was still rapidly shrinking. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before this blood-colored lake hit bottom.

"This is too much, there’s no justice in this world!"

The fat Supreme wailed. He reached out and grabbed a Half-step Supreme who’d seen things going south and was about to slip away. "Didn’t you say they were Outer Domain drifters? How the hell do they know my Blood Martial Hall’s secret technique?"

The two Supremes were so furious they were about to ascend as Buddhas and rage as three gods. This Blood Pond lake was their baby. They’d relied entirely on this Blood Pond to reach their current Realm. The blood in this lake had been poured in over thousands of years to reach its current scale.

When they invaded that Fourth-level World, they’d used a Great Divine Power to move this lake into the Palace, and now it had ended up like this.

"We... we don’t know either..."

The Half-step Supreme was so scared he literally pissed and shit himself. A cruel light flashed in the fat Supreme’s eyes. He slapped down with one palm and smashed the guy’s body into a pool of meat paste.

"You dared lie to me!" The fat Supreme hated being lied to more than anything in his life.

The thin Supreme clapped excitedly at the side. "You damn fatty, you finally did something right. Destroying his body will teach him a lesson, otherwise he’d think us brothers are easy to fool."

The thin Supreme reached out and grabbed the other Half-step Supreme. That Half-step Supreme immediately dropped to his knees and begged for mercy, but the thin Supreme didn’t hesitate in the slightest. One punch and he too was turned into a pile of minced meat.

The Divine Souls of the two Half-step Supremes shot out of their bodies and fled frantically into the distance.