Chen Nan left the Heavenly Prison, feeling very conflicted inside.

Now he clearly understands that Yu Wenqingxue has become emotional, and if things continue like this, how their relationship will develop is the most troubling problem for him.

He now understands why the old man said he was destined for romantic troubles.

Ever since arriving in the Tao Realm, he has tried very hard not to provoke women, but if you don't provoke them, they come to find you themselves, which is the most helpless thing.

"Yu Wen, you treat me like this, I really don't want to hurt you, but... sigh!" After returning to the residence arranged by Purple Cloud Palace, Chen Nan still couldn't think of a perfect solution to this issue.

...

That evening, Lin Zi Yang came alone.

There was no doubt that he came because Chen Nan wanted to borrow the Wind-controlling Sword.

After entering the door, he personally poured tea for Chen Nan and smiled kindly, saying: "Brother Kuang, regarding the Wind-controlling Sword, I have already discussed it with the elders. Initially, I had convinced them, and they all agreed, but somehow the sect's disciples got wind of it and vehemently opposed it, even jointly petitioning, claiming dissatisfaction. Some naive ones even said they wanted to spar with Brother Kuang to test his cultivation."

Chen Nan frowned slightly, "What does Senior Lin mean?"

Lin Zi Yang said helplessly, "There are simply too many opposing disciples; I can't do anything about it. If Brother Kuang can lower his status and spar with a few representatives and win, I think no disciples would dare to oppose afterwards."

Chen Nan knew clearly that the so-called disciple opposition was merely an excuse.

Lin Zi Yang's real intention was not to lend the sword but feared offending the Kuang Clan, so he fabricated this excuse.

Regarding the sparring, they would definitely win, not lose, since Purple Cloud Palace has numerous disciples, some over a hundred years old, their cultivation naturally strong. With such an age disparity, no matter how good his talent, it is impossible to win.

Besides, even if he wins against one of them, so many others may still be unconvinced and could engage in a relay-style battle.

By then, even if his essence qi remains unexhausted, he'd likely be worn out.

"Sparing is no problem, we can just treat it as a friendship match," Chen Nan said, chuckling, "but since it's a competition, there must be some rules, don't you agree, Senior Lin?"

Lin Zi Yang felt a chill in his heart with a sense of unease: "Whatever requests Brother Kuang has, feel free to say."

Chen Nan sighed and said, "I am only twenty-two, my cultivation still shallow, naturally I dare not challenge all the Purple Cloud Palace disciples. But to show sincerity in borrowing the sword, I can accept challenges from fellow Daoists within a twenty-year age difference. Of course, no more than one challenge at a time, nor consecutive challenges in a short period."

Lin Zi Yang's face turned ashen.

He couldn't bully young with old, nor could it be a relay match, so how could he fight like this?

What frustrated him was that these were merely normal requests and reasonable, he couldn't refute them.

At this moment, Lin Zi Yang secretly hated the disciples in his sect for being unworthy; among thousands, not a single one could match Chen Nan's talent. Yet thinking about it, of all martial artists in the world, few could rival Kuang Clan's talent.

In the Tao Realm, the name Kuang Clan nearly represents invincibility within the same realm.

If someone can defeat a Kuang Clan peer, it indicates that person's talent as a genius. And if they can defeat Kuang Clan's elite youth, they will surely become a prodigy later, with limitless cultivation potential.

Seeing Lin Zi Yang's face like pig liver, Chen Nan chuckled: "What's wrong, Senior Lin, is there a problem with these?"

Lin Zi Yang snapped back, quickly putting on a face full of smiles, "Not at all, Brother Kuang's points are reasonable, our Purple Cloud Palace always values principles, if it's about senior bullying junior, or relays, then the competition loses its meaning and might as well be skipped."

"Senior Lin truly befits a sect leader, indeed of extraordinary dignity!" Chen Nan said grinningly, clasping his hands.

Lin Zi Yang wanted to curse but couldn't.

In his heart he cursed, only a fool would speak of fairness, if not for Kuang Clan's dominance, I'd stab you dead right now.

"Brother Kuang flatters me. However, it's already late today, sparring naturally inconvenient; how about tomorrow morning?" Lin Zi Yang asked.

Chen Nan said, "I will follow Senior Lin's arrangements."

"Then I shall take my leave now." Lin Zi Yang bowed, urgently turning to leave.

A sure-win competition now restricted by Chen Nan's age difference request, he had to return to discuss with the elders and select talented young disciples.

Lin Zi Yang didn't sleep all night, busy selecting disciples, teaching them more advanced cultivation techniques.

Meanwhile, Chen Nan also didn't sleep, needing to remain vigilant, for his Kuang Clan identity is fake, facing danger at any moment.

...

Early next morning, Lin Zi Yang sent someone to invite Chen Nan to the demonstration arena.

Upon arriving, Lin Zi Yang, the elders of Purple Cloud Palace, and thousands of disciples were already waiting. After Chen Nan arrived at the venue, he first made a few polite remarks, such as apologizing for the delay, and then leaped directly to the center of the arena.

Lin Zi Yang swept his gaze over the disciples, pretending to be upset, "You ignorant whelps dare challenge Brother Kuang, whoever is unconvinced step forward, let Brother Kuang teach you a lesson."

A disciple in his thirties jumped onto the arena and said, "I, disciple of less skill, wish to spar a few moves with Brother Kuang."

Chen Nan glanced at the disciple, hardly concerned, as the opponent's Earth Penetrating Three Heavens cultivation was merely a role to be punched away.

"To show my sincerity in borrowing the sword and respect for fellow Daoists, today's sparring, regardless of the outcome, I will not use Flying Technique." Chen Nan wasn't arrogant but his Yin Yang Dual World would be too conspicuous if used, certainly exposing his identity.

But to the ears of Purple Cloud Palace members, his words were seen as sheer arrogance and boldness!

In facing cultivators, he dared claim to not use any Flying Technique, unaware how Wind-controlling Flight is Kuang Clan's innate divine ability, lacking it, besides physical robustness and strong spiritual power, they are hardly different from regular martial artists.

Engaging cultivators on the ground amounted to seeking death.

The Purple Cloud Palace disciple felt insulted by Chen Nan's mockery of his capability and with a shout hurled a Flying Sword at Chen Nan.

"Clang!"

Chen Nan's divine sense sliced onto the Flying Sword, instantly shattering the opponent's spiritual imprint, leaving the sword in two.

He then launched Slaughter God Seven Steps forward, striking with a fist of absolute strength, blasting the opponent dozens of meters away, landing on the ground spitting blood.

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