School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

After leaving the Demonstration Arena, Chen Nan did not return to his room but wandered around the Purple Cloud Palace.
He was well aware that the Purple Cloud Palace would not easily let Yu Wenqingxue go, so he needed to make plans early. If they refused to release her or discovered his identity, he had to find a way to rescue Yu Wenqingxue and fight his way out of the Purple Cloud Palace.
Now, as he walked around, he wasn’t just aimlessly wandering but familiarizing himself with the surroundings.
As the art of war states, knowing oneself and one’s enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. Familiarizing himself with the defense layout of the Purple Cloud Palace and the terrain would be a great advantage.
Chen Nan spent three hours (which is six hours), touring the entire Purple Cloud Palace.
By now, night had already set deeply, and as Chen Nan looked up at the bright moon, he thought of returning to his room to rest. He planned to discuss Yu Wenqingxue’s issue with Lin Zi Yang the next morning, as Lin Zi Yang promised to give him a satisfactory answer by then.
Little did he know, Lin Zi Yang was buying time with this promise.
His real goal was to kill Yu Wenqingxue tonight and then falsely claim that she committed suicide.
Just then, a sudden strong, bone-chilling wind swept through.
Chen Nan’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned around to look, but saw nothing. While he was puzzled—
“Swish…”
The sound of something cutting through the air came, and Chen Nan reached out to catch a dart.
Attached to this dart was a small paper note.
Chen Nan quickly opened it and saw just a few simple words—Qingxue in danger, save her quickly!
Chen Nan scanned the surroundings but saw no one, indicating the messenger was reluctant to show themselves. He swiftly rushed towards the direction of the Heavenly Prison.
On the way, he was deep in thought.
He couldn’t determine if the news was true or false. If it was false, forcibly entering the Heavenly Prison would surely damage his relationship with the Purple Cloud Palace, making rescuing Yu Wenqingxue even more difficult. But if it were true, and he didn’t go to rescue her, Yu Wenqingxue would surely die.
After all, she was now a prisoner, and in this massive Purple Cloud Palace, eliminating her would be too easy.
Better safe than sorry, no matter the odds.
Chen Nan soon arrived outside the gates of the Heavenly Prison but was stopped by the disciples guarding it: “Fellow Taoist, I wish to see Yu Wenqingxue, please grant me this favor.”
There were four disciples guarding the Heavenly Prison.
Upon hearing Chen Nan’s words, the four disciples’ expressions changed, blocking the entrance and refusing to budge: “Fellow Kuang, we’re truly sorry, but Yu Wenqingxue is a serious offender, and without the Palace Master’s orders, no one can see her.”
Chen Nan’s face turned cold: “Do you know who I am? Even your Palace Master has to give me some face, and you dare talk like this!”
The four exchanged looks and shook their heads in unison.
“Although the Palace Master ordered, fellow Kuang is a distinguished guest, but the Heavenly Prison is a forbidden area, and without his command, we truly cannot let you inside.”
With a cold snort, Chen Nan directly took out the Purple Cloud Palace’s treasure—the Wind-controlling Sword.
“Do you recognize this sword?” Chen Nan asked.
The four disciples’ faces changed drastically: “The Wind-controlling Sword, of course, we recognize it.”
“Seeing this sword is as if your Palace Master is present. Who would dare prevent my entry?” Chen Nan pointed the sword at them.
Though fearful, the four stood their ground.
The lead disciple cupped his fists and said: “Forgive us, fellow Kuang, it’s not that we’re unreasonable, truly, it’s just that the Palace Master has ordered that no one can enter without his permission.”
Chen Nan shook the sword in his hand, and coldly said, “Still not willing to give face?”
“Apologies!”
The four disciples guarded the door tightly.
Seeing their tension, Chen Nan felt an ominous premonition.
Why were they so adamantly refusing him entry?
After all, he had the identity of the Kuang Clan, if they had nothing to hide, they wouldn’t be so inflexible.
Besides, when he entered to see Yu Wenqingxue last time, he only used Lin Zi Yang’s token, not his presence, and this Wind-controlling Sword is the sect’s treasure, its authority above Lin Zi Yang’s token, yet it can’t work as a pass?
It seemed the message on the paper note was likely true.
Thinking of this, Chen Nan drew the Wind-controlling Sword and walked toward the entrance of the Heavenly Prison, saying: “I just want to see Yu Wenqingxue once. If you insist on blocking me, don’t blame me for being rude.”
Because of what happened in the Demonstration Arena during the day, the four knew Chen Nan’s capabilities and all stepped back fearfully: “Fellow Kuang, by acting like this, aren’t you afraid of causing a misunderstanding between the Purple Cloud Palace and the Kuang Clan?”
“I am being courteous before force, if you refuse to move, I will have no choice but to act. In any case, I must see Yu Wenqingxue today.” Chen Nan pointed his sword at them, his tone extremely strong, even arrogant.
“Then forgive us.”
All four clasped their hands into a spell, and four flying swords hovered in front, confronting Chen Nan.
Chen Nan’s eyes flashed cold, and his Divine Sense surged from his brow, transforming into a Divine Sense Heavenly Saber cutting at the four flying swords.
Instantly, a continuous resonant sound filled the air.
After a fierce vibration, the four flying swords fell to the ground, their spiritual imprints within obliterated by Chen Nan’s Divine Sense, leaving them completely uncontrolled.
“Kuang Yun, don’t push us too far!” The four glared angrily at Chen Nan.
Chen Nan strode forward, calmly saying: “I’ve given you enough face. If you still refuse to step aside, don’t blame me, Kuang Yun, for showing no mercy.”
The four clasped their hands into a spell, Taoist Skill Divine Light surged and shot towards Chen Nan.
“Bang!”
Chen Nan punched forward, directly shattering the four Taoist Skills.
A surge of violent force swept through the air, and Chen Nan strode forward, piercing through the endless storm, his hand forming a sword finger, pointing four times consecutively, instantly immobilizing the four disciples, their Acupoints sealed by Chen Nan.
Without looking back, Chen Nan dashed quickly inside.
“Stop him!”
Several disciples rushed out from inside, only to be subdued by Chen Nan in an instant.
The Heavenly Prison’s defenses weren’t particularly tight; after all, it was within the Purple Cloud Palace, usually only imprisoning sect disciples, not needing to guard against external rescue.
Chen Nan swiftly rushed inside.
But when he reached the cell holding Yu Wenqingxue, his face changed dramatically.
At that moment, Yu Wenqingxue lay in a pool of blood, a dagger stabbed in her chest, her right hand clutching the hilt, and the ground was stained red with blood.
Suicide?
Chen Nan quickly dismissed this guess.
The last time he saw her, he assured her of her rescue, so she had no reason to commit suicide. This had to be a posthumous fabrication.
That cunning old fox Lin Zi Yang is playing tricks on me!
Chen Nan, furious in his heart, swung his sword down fiercely.
“Clang!”
The Wind-controlling Sword cut through iron like mud, instantly breaking the cell door.
“Qingxue, how are you?”
Chen Nan kicked open the broken cell door, quickly rushing into the cell inside, reaching to grasp Yu Wenqingxue’s wrist, only to find she no longer had a pulse.