The Fat and Thin Supres watched their divine souls fly away and didn’t pursue them.
They scanned Chen Nan, Ou Yifei, and the blood-colored gourd, angrily yelling, and in an instant, both of their formations were removed.
They rushed to Chen Nan’s side.
"You... you damned brat, we’re all from the sa lineage, what you did is really too much!" The short, fat Supre yelled angrily.
The tall, thin Supre also seed to go mad, shouting at Chen Nan, "You little troublemaker, it’s fine for such a beautiful lady to absorb power from my Blood Lake, but you... so handso, yet you dare? Pisses off your fat grandpa!"
Originally, Chen Nan saw these two’s formidable strength, in an instant crushing the two half-step Supres’ bodies into pulp; seeing them approach, he was ready to make a move.
Unexpectedly, these two oddballs didn’t make a move, seeming like they wanted to recognize a family mber.
"Sa lineage?" Chen Nan asked deliberately.
"You... you pretend to be confused. The secret technique you cultivated can absorb the power from the Blood Pond; surely the cultivation thod is the sa as our Blood Martial Hall’s cultivation, otherwise how do you explain this?"
The Thin Supre felt full of wisdom, but the kid in front of him was just a dumb pig, incredibly dumb. Such a dumb kid—if fat grandpa doesn’t take him as a little brother, it’s against heavenly reason.
The Fat Supre nodded in agreent, "The dead fatty is right; obviously we are of the sa origin, and your blood-colored gourd looks a bit like our Blood Martial Hall’s holy artifact, little brother, could I take a look?"
This guy had a shalessly thick skin, staring at Chen Nan without blinking, his throat moving continuously, clearly extrely covetous.
"Answer one question for first, and I’ll consider it!"
Chen Nan glanced at the Blood Lake, "How did you guys manage to get so much blood in such a big lake? I really can’t figure it out; this blood contains strong cultivation, but it doesn’t seem like the blood of our clan."
The Fat Supre laughed heartily, "You kid are too stupid. This is the blood of the Void Ancient Dragon. From here, fly eastward for about a few days. In that area, there are countless Void Ancient Dragons active. They have huge bodies and their blood contains enormous cultivation."
Chen Nan realized, "Then if there are countless Void Ancient Dragons, always available to hunt and refill the blood pond, why are you two seniors so distressed?"
The Thin Supre rolled his eyes, "Every Void Ancient Dragon is in the Supre Realm. Do you think our Blood Lake can be compared to those juniors’ blood ponds? They can easily find so demon beasts to kill and cultivate, but we have to have Supre Realm ones; otherwise, it’s useless."
"Those Void Ancient Dragons usually gather together. Every ti we go, we must wait for months or even years to encounter one alone, trap and kill it with a formation to collect its blood. You little bastard actually... actually..."
The Thin Supre started crying out of regret, realizing they shouldn’t have trapped this kid; they were of the sa lineage after all, distant relatives to the Blood Martial Hall; could they be hard?
’If we get his gourd as compensation, it will be enough to make up for our losses,’ thought the Fat and Thin Supres.
"Alright, kid, you’ve asked your question. Can we see your blood gourd now?" The Fat Supre stretched out his hand to take the blood gourd.
Chen Nan chuckled, and the blood gourd disappeared in the blink of an eye, entering the Storage Ring.
"Two seniors, I said I’d consider it just now, and after thinking about it, since it’s the Blood Martial Hall’s holy artifact and I got it, doesn’t that an I’m supposed to take over and lead the Blood Martial Hall?" Chen Nan intentionally said.
He knew this was utterly impossible.
The Hall Master of the Blood Martial Hall isn’t so easy to replace, let alone with an outsider; would their leader agree?
"This... what you say seems reasonable. If you possess our hall’s holy artifact, then naturally you would beco the Hall Master." The Fat and Thin Supres completely didn’t play by the rules, leaving Chen Nan dumbfounded.
’Am I destined to go further on this path of pretending to be a Heavenly People? Now taking on a Hall Master, later a leader, and who knows, an Alliance Hierarch might also fall into my lap...’
He casually asked, "I’m afraid your agreent doesn’t count. How could your leader appoint an outsider as the Hall Master?"
The Fat and Thin Supres laughed loudly, pointing at Chen Nan, "See, I said we encountered an idiot. Our Blood Martial Hall is an independent force, and he doesn’t even know it. Little brother, you should be more mindful; our Blood Martial Hall exists independently, you know sects, right? It’s similar, except Shangguan Xue, that turtle grandson, didn’t want to be Sect Master back then and insisted on becoming the Hall Master."
"So that’s how it is!"
Chen Nan thought to himself; he was really foolish before. If the Heavenly People Clan had a hall with five or six Supres as leaders, wouldn’t that be the universe’s largest gang? It seems I was indeed overthinking.
Shangguan Xue should be the Hall Master of the Blood Martial Hall.
But these two knuckleheads actually called the Hall Master a turtle grandson... truly reckless.
"Alright, we’ll make you the Hall Master, can we have the holy artifact now?" The two were eager to snatch Chen Nan, but since he was one of their own, they couldn’t make a move!
At this mont, three figures flew over from afar; it was Xue Zhan, Xue Sha, and Blood Blade, the Three Supres.
The Fat and Thin Supres laughed loudly, "The Xue Family Three Fierce have co, haha, just in ti for us to vote together to depose that birdman Shangguan Xue and make you the Hall Master. It’s just a pity about this chick, brother was fond of her, but since she is the Hall Master’s wife, we just... never mind!"
The Fat and Thin Supres looked at Ou Yifei reluctantly.
Chen Nan and Ou Yifei were speechless; these two... truly beyond description.
In a blink of an eye, the Three Supres stood before them, Xue Zhan and the others wearing cheerful expressions on their faces.
"You two finally acted on those two wastes. Very good, very good. Originally wanted to take the opportunity to see if brother Nanchen’s peak strength could challenge one of you, to break the Supre invincibility myth, but seems unlikely now."
Xue Zhan was very disappointed. He was a Supre, and every move of those two half-step Supres was under his watch, yet he deliberately ignored them.
They could see that Chen Nan’s two punches in the void were definitely not his peak strength.
Chen Nan indeed didn’t use his full strength with those two punches in the void, if he had, those two half-step Supres would have long beco minced at under his punches.
However, proving strength is one thing; revealing one’s trump card is another.
"Xue Zhan, it’s just right that you three arrived. We propose making this kid our Hall Master anyway, since that useless Shangguan Xue isn’t here, let’s make this kid the boss. Didn’t you see, he has our Blood Martial Hall’s holy artifact in his hand?"
The Fat Supre winked at Xue Zhan, Xue Sha, and Blood Blade!
Chen Nan felt exasperated and amused, thinking, "You freaks, co on, you’re Supres, can’t you be a bit discreet, communicate using divine thought?"
Even if you don’t use divine thought, could you not be so obvious? Dream on trying to trick out of my innate spiritual treasure!
But what if they actually agree to make the Hall Master?
Chen Nan looked towards the Xue Family Three Fierce!
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