Chen Nan was no novice in the matters of the heart.
Therefore.
The whip.
And the candles, he understood their implications perfectly.
It was just.
The use of eucalyptus oil, that he truly couldn't fathom.
After all, he had been out of touch with this world for two years.
It was understandable to have some informational gaps.
However.
Was he afraid?
"Don't worry, I'll be like a dead man then, you can do whatever you want to me."
Yan Wushuang let out a soft snort, "Is that how you intend to beg for forgiveness? You clearly intend to take us sisters all at once, to take advantage of us."
In response to this.
Chen Nan could only offer a dry chuckle.
It's all my fault for having no hidden agenda.
This little thought of mine was seen through.
So shy!
As they were chatting.
Chen Nan received a video call from Chen Xiazhi and Chen Hanlu.
As it was a Sunday.
The sisters were out shopping together, and had learned about Chen Nan's upcoming spar with Han Feipeng.
The video call began with a barrage of scolding.
They scolded Chen Nan for not contacting them upon his return.
Following that was their concern.
Chen Xiazhi's eyes were full of tension, "Brother, although Han Feipeng is from Jizhou, he comes from a third-tier minor world."
"He is currently at the early stage of the Mahayana realm, possessing immense power."
"Can you defeat him?"
They had the backing of the Ninth Minor World.
Therefore, they knew many things that others did not.
Chen Nan said, "Don't worry, I don't even bat an eye at a mere Han Feipeng."
"The day after tomorrow, I will crush him in broad daylight."
"Once I've settled things in Jizhou, I'll head to the capital to find you."
Chen Xiazhi said, "Alright, you must return safely."
After a brief chat.
Chen Xiazhi hung up the video call.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I feel it's necessary to inform our uncles and have them come over."
"Brother's strength is immense, but Han Feipeng is no weakling."
Great changes had occurred in the world over the past two years.
Especially in those minor worlds.
Many powerful individuals had emerged, at the Nascent Soul, Integration, Tribulation Transcendence, and even Mahayana realms.
Their uncles had also become powerful cultivators at the Mahayana realm.
Chen Hanlu said, "You're right. Our uncles have all stood against the demonic invasions, and their strength is formidable. If they were to appear, Han Feipeng would surely not dare to act rashly."
Chen Xiazhi said indignantly, "Our Ninth Minor World is not to be trifled with either. We must not lose face to them in terms of presence." With that, she immediately picked up the phone and dialed her uncle Jia Xiu's number.
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Huashan Sword Sect.
The Huashan Sword Sect had long since been rendered obsolete by the times.
Although it was once a supreme great sect among the Eight Great Sects.
Now.
It only had over three hundred disciples.
Many had perished in the war against the demonic invasion.
Though there were now only over three hundred disciples.
All of them possessed cultivation at the Golden Core stage or higher.
However.
Very few people knew of their sacrifices.
They had never publicized their deeds.
They had inherited Chen Nan's noble character.
Doing good deeds without seeking reward.
They only offered their contributions silently.
They would not brag about what they had done.
"The Sect Master will battle Han Feipeng of the Northern Region the day after tomorrow. I must be present." Taishang Second Elder, Ruo Lan, stood atop the mountain peak, gazing in the direction of Jizhou.
Dressed in a white silk dress, she looked as pure as an immortal.
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind.
Adding a touch of grace.
Giving her an ethereal aura.
The First Elder, Cang Ning, also said, "Although Chen Nan has resigned from the position of Sect Master of the Huashan Sword Sect, he remains our Sect Master."
"Now that he is about to engage in a decisive battle with Han Feipeng of the Northern Region."
"Even if we can't offer much help."
"We must go and cheer him on!"
Ruo Lan's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of confusion, "He's only been gone for two years, could he possibly contend with a cultivator at the Mahayana realm?"
"Has he truly grown to this extent?"
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Zhongnan Mountain.
Huoyun Cave.
Nangong He also saw the news.
His eyes were filled with shock.
"That guy returned from the Immortal Realm?"
"It's truly unbelievable."
Although Chen Nan had only been gone for two years.
Nangong He knew.
Chen Nan had essentially spent over twenty years in the Immortal Realm.
Just then.
He received a call from Chen Nan.
At this moment.
Nangong He suddenly felt nervous.
He knew Chen Nan had gone to the Immortal Realm to save his daughter.
However.
What was the outcome?
He didn't know.
He didn't even dare to answer.
Because living with a sliver of hope was better than knowing the answer.
But he eventually answered the call.
He knew that some things had to be faced sooner or later.
After answering the call, he asked in a feigned calm tone, "When did you return?"
"I returned the night before last," Chen Nan said. "I intended to visit you here in Zhongnan Mountain after I've dealt with worldly matters. But now, I'll give you a call first!"
Nangong He suddenly felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his heart simultaneously.
A tearing pain.
He was overjoyed to learn his daughter was still alive.
Especially after Chen Nan entered the Immortal Realm.
He had always dreamed that Chen Nan would bring his daughter back.
Although he also knew the chances were slim.
He had placed great hope in Chen Nan.
Because this man always managed to turn the impossible into reality.
But now.
Chen Nan's use of "I" instead of "we" shattered his illusions.
Chen Nan's solemn voice reached Nangong He's ears through the receiver, "Father-in-law, although I couldn't bring Wan'er back."
"However, I can responsibly tell you."
"One day, I will revive her."
Nangong He took a moment to recover from his grief and said earnestly, "Chen Nan, Wan'er is already dead."
"Although neither of us wanted to see this outcome."
"But now, the only thing we can do is live well."
"Only by doing so can we do her justice."
"Instead of living the rest of our lives in ephemeral fantasies."
"That would be too exhausting."
In plain terms.
He didn't believe Chen Nan.
Chen Nan hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know what to say to prove my abilities, so let me boost your realm."
"Well then, you rest first. I'll visit you in Zhongnan Mountain after I'm done with worldly affairs." He said, then hung up.
Nangong He felt bewildered.
Immediately, he felt a surge of immortal energy enter his body without warning.
His cultivation seemed to have skyrocketed, directly reaching the peak of the Mahayana realm.
"Is this what that guy meant by helping me improve my realm?"
Nangong He's heart was overwhelmed by a colossal wave of shock.
Chen Nan, miles away.
Could make him reach the peak of the Mahayana realm.
Chen Nan's strength had reached a level he couldn't even imagine!
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Public opinion was brewing.
Chen Nan was nailed to the cross of shame for evading the demonic invasion.
Countless people arrived at Nan Lake on the day of the appointed battle.
Wishing to witness the fight between Chen Nan and Han Feipeng with their own eyes!
However.
Many were speculating.
Chen Nan, a mere deserter.
Would he really dare to come here for a decisive battle with Han Feipeng?