School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

Hearing Yao Ye’s words, Chen Nan quickly asked, “What purpose? Please enlighten me, miss.”
“I asked you to get the Wind-controlling Sword not because I truly want to exchange it, but actually for your own benefit,” Yao Ye paused, pointed at the sword in her hand, and said, “This place is tens of thousands of miles from the Extreme West, with your cultivation, you cannot reach there without hundreds of days.”
Chen Nan seemed to understand something, and said, “Miss, do you mean that this Wind-controlling Sword is a magic treasure that can help me quickly reach the Extreme West?”
Yao Ye nodded and said regretfully, “Unfortunately, the Wind-controlling Sword is broken now, and the formation engraved on the sword body is also ruined. Aside from the blade being sharper than ordinary swords, there is nothing special about it anymore.”
“What secret does this Wind-controlling Sword hold?” Chen Nan asked.
Yao Ye lifted the short sword in her hand, traced the blade with her delicate fingers, and sighed, saying, “This sword has been passed down for more than two thousand years. It was refined by a Heavenly Monarch expert back then as a divine artifact, with ninety-nine acceleration formations carved inside, excelling in speed. However, to unleash its extreme speed, one must use the exclusive mental method Wind Control Technique, otherwise, it’s no different from a common flying sword.”
Chen Nan was a bit surprised, “You mean, this Wind-controlling Sword is a Heavenly Monarch level divine artifact?”
“Yes, it is a second-grade divine artifact,” Yao Ye affirmed confidently.
Chen Nan scratched his head and asked, “But since it’s a divine artifact, why is its power not strong, and why did it break so easily?”
“Back then, the expert who refined the Wind-controlling Sword did so purely to pursue extreme speed, without incorporating any powerful attack formations. Thus, besides its extreme speed, its attack power and defensive power are only equivalent to an immortal-level artifact, naturally unable to withstand the attack from your Supreme Demon Artifact.”
Chen Nan said, “Since this Wind-controlling Sword is so fast, why didn’t Lin Zi Yang use the speed to escape before he died?”
“Because he simply couldn’t control this Wind-controlling Sword.”
Yao Ye returned the two broken pieces of the sword to Chen Nan, explaining, “A thousand years ago, the Heavenly Monarch expert suddenly disappeared, and this sword was left in the cultivation world. Later, it was obtained by the sect leader of the Purple Cloud Palace at that time. However, he only got this sword, not the Wind Control Technique. For a thousand years, the Purple Cloud Palace has been desperately searching for the whereabouts of the Wind Control Technique but has never had any success.”
Chen Nan finally understood, “So that’s how it is.”
Yao Ye glanced at him and smiled, “While this sword isn’t adept at attacking, if one had the Wind Control Technique in hand, aside from extreme speed, its power would definitely increase too, and you wouldn’t have been able to take down the Purple Cloud Palace easily.”
Chen Nan asked with suspicion, “You asked me to get the Wind-controlling Sword, does that mean you have the Wind Control Technique in hand?”
Yao Ye smiled without speaking, then said a moment later, “Now the Wind-controlling Sword is broken, repairing it is extremely difficult. Whether I have the Wind Control Technique or not, it doesn’t hold any meaning anymore.”
“Then besides that, what other way do I have to quickly reach the Extreme West?” Chen Nan asked.
“Those large sects have built transport arrays between various places. Anyone wanting to traverse the void need only pay enough spirit stones to enter the array. However, your identity now is too sensitive, and entering the array requires multifaceted scrutiny. If you approach, you’re likely facing a nine-death situation.”
Chen Nan clenched his teeth and said, “If that’s the only method, I’m willing to take the risk and try.”
Yao Ye frowned, “Aren’t you afraid of death?”
“I am, but as long as there’s a sliver of hope, I won’t give up,” Chen Nan said firmly.
After hearing this, Yao Ye paused for a moment and said, “Actually, have you ever thought, maybe by the time you return to the martial world, or even now, your junior sister might already be dead.”
“Impossible!”
Chen Nan was a bit agitated, saying, “With my master there, none of them will be harmed.”
“You forgot the dream you had that night? Because you’re not in the martial world, the Immortal Soul’s ninth appearance could only occur in your dream.”
Remembering the dream he had before he went to the Purple Cloud Palace, Chen Nan broke out in cold sweat, seeing in the dream the invasion by the Heavenly People Clan, the mortal world in ruins, his wives even…
Chen Nan dared not think further, he stared at Yao Ye and asked, “Is what you said true?”
“I can’t figure out things outside the Tao Realm, what I told you is just speculation. My goal is to let you know, for someone who may already be dead, do you really plan to traverse the void to the Extreme West?”
Chen Nan clenched his fist, “I must go!”
“Since you’re this stubborn, I won’t try to dissuade you,” Yao Ye said.
Stubborn?
You could never understand what she represents in my heart.
Chen Nan shook his head, looked at Yao Ye, and asked, “Then please tell me the exact location of Tian Han Mountain?”
“Tian Han Mountain is the term used in ancient times. Later, that place gave birth to a super sect—Qianyuan Holy Land, so Tian Han Mountain was renamed Qianyuan Immortal Mountain. This matter is recorded only in some very ancient texts, almost no one in the cultivation world knows about it anymore.”
Chen Nan was surprised, “Qianyuan Holy Land? That’s the superior of Purple Cloud Palace, the first-level sect Qianyuan Holy Land?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
Yao Ye looked at Chen Nan and laughed, “You caused such a disturbance at Purple Cloud Palace, Qianyuan Holy Land will certainly not spare you. Moreover, the news of you possessing the Supreme Demon Artifact has spread, so be very careful then.”
Even if Yao Ye didn’t warn him, Chen Nan understood this principle himself.
Though he dared to oppose Purple Cloud Palace, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to confront Qianyuan Holy Land, as that would be akin to seeking death.
After all, this place is tens of thousands of miles from Qianyuan Immortal Mountain, and the nearby Purple Cloud Palace is under their jurisdiction, showing how vast Qianyuan Holy Land’s scope of control is. If they didn’t have sufficiently strong power, no second-level sects would willingly submit to them.
“Miss, how many first-level sects are there in the Tao Realm?” Chen Nan asked curiously.
“Over a hundred. But with strength like Qianyuan Holy Land, only four or five,” Yao Ye explained.
“Thank you for your guidance, miss.”
Chen Nan clasped his hands and took two steps back, saying, “I’m pressed for time; I need to find a transport array and hurry to Tian Han Mountain, I’ll take my leave now, and someday we shall drink and chat happily.”
“Wait!”
Yao Ye stopped him, walked close to Chen Nan, and said, “There is another way to reach Qianyuan Immortal Mountain, though the chances of success aren’t great, it’s not as dangerous as entering the transport array. Perhaps it’s worth trying.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Nan hurriedly asked, “What method? Please tell me, miss.”
Yao Ye looked directly at him, was silent for a while, and calmly said two words, “Kuang Clan.”