Chapter 549

Chapter 549: Who Is the Fang Cheng Lang You Mean
“All right.”

A gentle breeze rose and lifted Yu Zhao up.

Flying through the air on her own and being carried while someone else flew were completely different feelings.

Yu Zhao had no time to savor it. Her gaze stayed fixed on the immortal mountains on both sides.

Nan Gong Jie could see that she had noticed something, and the corners of his mouth lifted a little without him realizing.

It looked like he was helping Yu Zhao, but he was really helping himself too.

If Yu Zhao really did find the true immortal mountain with this method, he could copy what she did and pass the trial as well.

Thinking about it like this, Yu Zhao was really his lucky star.

Every time he met her, something good happened.

Nan Gong Jie was already imagining himself passing the test, winning the right to go to the Great World, and seeing his clansmen looking at him with envy and admiration.

But just then, a blazing wave of fire suddenly spread out in front of him.

Nan Gong Jie’s expression tightened. With a sweep of his sleeve, he took Yu Zhao and retreated several zhang in an instant. All the joy between his brows vanished without a trace.

Yu Zhao looked up.

Nan Gong Yin, holding a Flying Sword, was staring down at her from above.

Because her Divine Sense and Spirit Power were sealed, Yu Zhao could not clearly see Nan Gong Yin’s expression. But she thought it should be arrogant and excited, as bright and bold as her hair color.

The moment Nan Gong Jie saw Nan Gong Yin, he knew things were bad.

He did not know about the grudge between Nan Gong Yin and Yu Zhao. He thought Nan Gong Yin was here for him.

He gave a cold laugh.

Fang Cheng Lang had said that Nan Gong Yin treated him like a younger brother, but the look in her eyes now clearly said she wanted to kill him.

He had always known that Nan Gong Yin only held hostility toward him and not a trace of warmth.

Just as his anger burned the hottest, he heard Nan Gong Yin say coldly: “Get lost.”

“Why should I…”

Nan Gong Jie’s words cut off halfway.

He turned his head on instinct to look at Yu Zhao, then looked at Nan Gong Yin’s killing intent filled face, and finally realized something he could hardly believe.

Nan Gong Yin was not here for him.

Yu Zhao’s eyes darkened. She raised her right hand to form a seal, ready to undo the seal on herself, but Nan Gong Jie reached out and gestured for her not to act rashly yet. Then he looked at Nan Gong Yin and said in a steady voice: “Yu Zhao is my friend.”

Yu Zhao raised a brow, and her opinion of Nan Gong Jie grew a little better.

Nan Gong Yin acted as if she had heard something funny and gave a short laugh: “Friend? You think you are worthy of being her friend?”

Yu Zhao and Nan Gong Jie’s faces both changed.

Yu Zhao had not expected Nan Gong Yin to think so highly of her that she did not even look kindly on her own clansman.

Nan Gong Jie felt a deep shame.

Since they were young, Nan Gong Yin had never truly looked at him.

Even though he was the most outstanding younger disciple after Nan Gong Yin, she had never given him a good face.

Now, in front of an outsider, she once again tore his dignity to shreds and stomped it underfoot.

Nan Gong Jie could not endure it any longer. He roared: “Nan Gong Yin, I have never been any worse than you! What right do you have to look down on me?”

Nan Gong Yin was not angered by this. Instead, there was even pity in her eyes.

“Nan Gong Jie, you have to admit that there are many geniuses in this world. But above geniuses, there are still people you will never be able to reach.

“I am one of them, and so is Yu Zhao.

“As for you, at best you can only be on the same level as Fang Cheng Lang.”

In Nan Gong Yin’s eyes, Fang Cheng Lang had only managed to talk to Elder Nan Gong by flattering him and playing the humble servant.

If Nan Gong Jie could be friends with someone like Fang Cheng Lang, it only meant the two of them were the same kind of person.

Nan Gong Jie was shaking all over with anger, but he did not notice the shocked look on Yu Zhao’s face behind him.

Whose name had she just heard?

Fang Cheng Lang?

Was it the Fang Cheng Lang she knew?

Yu Zhao’s first instinct was that it could not be the Fang Cheng Lang from the Five Elements Dao Sect.

He should still be in the Cultivation World.

But in some unseen place in her heart, a voice told her that the Fang Cheng Lang they talked about was exactly the one she knew.

“Nan Gong Yin, you…”

Yu Zhao cut in before Nan Gong Jie could say the words “have gone too far.”

“Who is the Fang Cheng Lang you are talking about?”

The Nan Gong siblings both turned to look at her.

Yu Zhao’s expression was cold, and a small crease formed between her brows.

She still did not understand why Fang Cheng Lang would appear in the Middle World.

And why was he tied up with the Nan Gong siblings?

How had he come to the Middle World? Were there other people with him?

Many questions tangled in her heart. She wanted to see that Fang Cheng Lang at once, and for a moment she even forgot that she was still in the middle of a trial.

Anyone who was not blind could see that the relationship between Yu Zhao and Fang Cheng Lang was far from ordinary.

Nan Gong Jie quickly remembered what Fang Cheng Lang had once told him about his past.

He came from a nameless Lesser Thousand World. By chance, he had gone to Bei Ming Palace, where he later caught Elder Nan Gong’s eye and was allowed to follow Elder Nan Gong and handle matters for him.

Not long ago, he had gone to help when Ancestor Sui Bian called for aid.

Ancestor Sui Bian and the others were also cultivators who had Ascended from a Lesser Thousand World.

Could it be…

Nan Gong Jie’s eyes lit up: “Fang Cheng Lang is a new friend of mine. He comes from a Lesser Thousand World. He is upright and steady, bright and clear as the moon after rain, and is known for his gentlemanly virtue.”

From Nan Gong Jie’s description, Yu Zhao knew that eight or nine parts of it matched.

The Fang Cheng Lang they were talking about was the same person.

“Where is he now? Besides him, is there anyone else with him?”

“He has earned Elder Nan Gong’s favor and serves Elder Nan Gong. Right now he should be inside the Daqian Alliance. He might even be watching the trial.”

Yu Zhao immediately looked up at the sky.

Her sharp gaze seemed to pierce through all the barriers and meet Fang Cheng Lang’s eyes in another place.

Impatience flashed in Nan Gong Yin’s eyes.

Yu Zhao actually knew that Fang Cheng Lang, and their relationship did not look shallow.

This disappointed her.

It also made her desire to kill Yu Zhao even stronger.

A thin layer of firelight danced along the Flying Sword in her hand.

A fierce killing intent burst from Nan Gong Yin’s eyes.

Nan Gong Jie stepped forward, blocking Nan Gong Yin’s attacking gaze. He also brought out his own Magical Artifact, making it clear that he was going to protect Yu Zhao.

Nan Gong Yin’s face sank.

In the past, whenever she clashed with Nan Gong Jie, it always ended with Nan Gong Jie backing down.

But this time, Nan Gong Jie was actually opposing her for the sake of an outsider.

Even though this outsider was Yu Zhao, whom she appreciated, she was still very angry that Nan Gong Jie would side with someone else.

“Nan Gong Jie, for the sake of us both being from the Nan Gong Clan, I am giving you a chance to take back what you just said.”

“Nan Gong Yin, what I hate most is that arrogant way you look down on everyone.”

A rush of wild joy rose in Nan Gong Jie’s body as soon as he finished saying this.

He had wanted to say these words for a long time but never had the chance.

Today, he could finally speak his mind openly.

“Nan Gong Jie, you are looking for death!”

Her answer was a streak of roaring fire.

“Yu Zhao, do not interfere!” Nan Gong Jie shouted these words and then flew straight toward the flames.

The firelight shone on his face.

The round, gentle features he used to have were now stained with a hint of killing intent.

He had waited far too long for this day.