Chapter 448

Chapter 448: Just How Many Old Flames Does Ancestor Have?
People always say that young women are jealous, but they never realize that men can be just as jealous as any young woman.

Right now, Nan Gong Jie wished Nan Gong Yin could disappear from the world forever.

Maybe his stare was too intense, because Nan Gong Yin lowered her head and looked over. Her gaze locked onto Nan Gong Jie with perfect accuracy. The corner of her lips curled in mockery, and a cold, scornful smile appeared on her face.

Nan Gong Jie did not know why, but he suddenly lowered his head like he had been struck by lightning.

When he raised his head again, Nan Gong Yin’s eyes had already moved away from him. That one glance felt like a divine maiden’s last bit of pity for the mortal world.

While Nan Gong Jie was burning with shame and anger, Bone Mountain had already changed completely.

Scarlet liquid seeped slowly down the cracked mountain face. Its shape was creepy and horrible.

Yu Zhao stared at it and suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It felt like she had seen this somewhere before.

She fixed her eyes on Bone Mountain, trying to find the part that felt familiar.

Her gaze slowly went out of focus. In her vision, Bone Mountain actually began to turn, bit by bit, as if it were flipping over.

She jolted in fright.

The upside-down Bone Mountain looked exactly like a shattered heart.

Those exposed, bone-white slopes were like the surface of a heart, and the endlessly seeping red liquid was like the fresh blood flowing out of that “heart.”

A chill ran down her back. Endless cold and fear surged up from the bottom of her heart.

Could this be…

Before Yu Zhao could figure anything out, a new change burst forth.

The red liquid, so similar to blood, attracted ferocious beasts that made every cultivator tremble at the mere mention of them.

A large number of cultivators, who had already lost their spirit power, were suddenly ambushed by ferocious beasts. In the blink of an eye, their nascent souls were dug out, leaving behind bodies with bloody holes in their bellies.

The rising and falling screams and the thick smell of blood drew in even more ferocious beasts.

In an instant, the crowd turned into a living hell.

Ancestor Sui Bian was so scared that even his hair felt like it was standing on end. He shouted: “Yu Zhao! Hurry and hide behind me!”

As he spoke, he dragged Yu Zhao behind his round body, wishing he could completely block her from sight.

Yu Zhao was deeply moved. She did not refuse Ancestor’s kindness, but she also did not plan to just stand there as dead weight. She used what little spirit power she had left to set every formation disk she had around herself and Ancestor Sui Bian.

She did not know how long they could hold, but at least they could serve as a warning.

She did not know if they were just lucky, or if the ferocious beasts were wary of the formation disks around them, but no ferocious beast tried to attack their side.

As more and more cultivators died with their nascent souls dug out, more and more blood slowly soaked into the earth through the soil.

From above, the ground was already covered in red. The glaring blood color filled every corner of the land.

At first, Nan Gong Yin was not moved at all.

But as things became more and more crazy, even she started to feel uneasy.

She even began to suspect that the fortune beast was not a fortune beast at all, but a trap set on purpose to lure them here and wipe them all out.

While her eyes were still flickering with doubt, a familiar scream suddenly came from below.

She looked down, and her brows drew together.

The youth from the Xi Men Clan, the one who had spoken rudely to her again and again, was now staring wide-eyed at the hole in his stomach, his face twisted in terror.

Around him, Nan Gong Jie, Bei Ming Yan, and Dong Fang Yue were all deathly pale. Their expressions were panicked as they looked around, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

Bang!

A sudden clear collision sound rang out, making the three of them shiver.

They looked carefully and saw that less than an inch in front of Nan Gong Jie’s chest, a long sword was stabbed straight into the ground. The exposed blade was trembling lightly and letting out a faint, musical hum.

Nan Gong Jie looked up at the sword in front of him in disbelief.

He recognized it.

It was Nan Gong Yin’s sword.

That collision just now had clearly been the sound of the sword clashing with a ferocious beast.

Nan Gong Yin had actually saved him.

Nan Gong Jie could not understand.

He hated Nan Gong Yin.

He had always thought Nan Gong Yin also hated him.

After all, if she got rid of him, no one else could threaten her position as the Nan Gong Clan’s Young Heir.

But she had not done that.

Why?

He lifted his head to look at Nan Gong Yin.

Nan Gong Jie had always thought that he was a master at reading people’s hearts. Yet for the first time, he realized that he had never truly understood Nan Gong Yin at all.

That one strike of hers did not only protect Nan Gong Jie. It also protected Dong Fang Yue and Bei Ming Yan beside him. After that, the three of them were not attacked by any ferocious beast again.

On the other side, Tu Xiao was so upset he was almost crying.

Just now, he had used up the last life-saving activation of his protective treasure.

That meant the next time he met a fatal attack, he would die for sure.

He had come all the way to Godsfall Land, but not only had he gotten no benefits, he had even wasted a spirit bracelet that hid his aura, plus a protective treasure.

What made it worse was that the five of them had been standing together, but he was the only one who got attacked.

[How can I be this unlucky?!]

Too depressed to hold it in, he slammed his fist hard into the ground.

Boom.

His whole arm almost sank into the earth.

He froze, then looked at his companions’ equally shocked faces.

Only then did he realize a huge piece of good news.

Their spirit power had returned!

Without saying another word, they shot up toward the sky. None of them dared to stay on the ground for even a moment longer.

The other cultivators who had survived by luck saw this and were stunned. After joyfully checking their own condition, they also rushed upward.

In an instant, large groups of cultivators flew into the sky, leaving a field of corpses behind.

Someone glanced nervously at the ground and then shouted that they should leave.

As they rushed toward the edge of the fragment, the fortune beast that had been kneeling on the ground suddenly leaped up.

That leap looked like it crossed space itself. It landed right in front of a group of cultivators. Its sharp horn pierced straight through one body like a sword.

When the horn pulled back out, a fist-sized nascent soul was hanging from the tip, swaying slightly.

Everyone went cold with fear.

Their escape stopped at once.

“Lyu lyu lyu…”

The fortune beast raised its head and let out a shrill cry, then shook its body at the cultivators in front of it, the nascent soul swinging on its horn.

The cultivators no longer dared to think about leaving. They stepped back again and again and slowly returned to their original places.

Only then did the fortune beast give up on blocking them and return to its original spot.

Everyone’s hearts sank.

The fortune beast had lured them here and now would not let them leave.

Was this really a trap set for them?

Were all the legends about fortune beasts lies?

Ancestor Sui Bian was like an ant on a hot pan, rubbing his hands nonstop. He muttered: “We’re done for, we’re done for. We really can’t go back this time.”

His face shifted through several expressions. At last, he gritted his teeth and pulled a Transmission Talisman from his sleeve.

He said quietly: “Qun Fang, there is something I have always wanted to tell you, but I never had the courage. If I can see you again, I will tell you in person.”

Yu Zhao stared at him, stunned.

[Huh?]

Before she could recover from those slightly mushy words, she saw Ancestor Sui Bian toss that Transmission Talisman back into his sleeve and pull out another one from his robe.

“Qiong Lan, I am a coward. There is something I never dared to tell you…”

Yu Zhao’s eyes widened.

[What!?]

“Xiu Yu, ever since we parted that year, I have missed you every moment. There is something I have always wanted to say to you, but I was afraid you would reject me…”

Yu Zhao was speechless.

[…!!!]

Then another thought popped up in her head.

[Ancestor, just how many old flames do you have?!]