Chapter 550

Chapter 550: I Have Never Looked Down On You
Outside the Daqian Alliance.

The Nan Gong Clan Patriarch’s face was so dark it looked like ink could drip from it.

The other clansmen looked at one another, all with troubled faces.

In daily life, their impression of Nan Gong Jie had always been that he had a good temper and treated people gently. They had never thought he would show such an aggressive and sharp side.

As for Nan Gong Yin, they were not surprised at all by her behavior.

After all, Nan Gong Yin always looked like she could not be bothered with anyone. They had long gotten used to it.

However, no matter how arrogant she usually was, in front of outsiders she still protected the clan’s reputation.

But today, Nan Gong Yin and Nan Gong Jie had joined hands to show such an ugly scene to the world, throwing away the Nan Gong Clan’s face. It was no wonder the Patriarch was glaring in anger.

The three great families of Dongfang, Bei Ming, and Xi Men wanted to add fuel to the fire, but when they saw the look on the Nan Gong Clan Patriarch’s face, they wisely kept their mouths shut.

The surroundings were so quiet it felt eerie.

Over on Ancestor Sui Bian’s side, though, it was like a pot had boiled over.

Ancestor Sui Bian grabbed Black Old Daoist by the collar and shook him hard: “What were they just talking about! Did they mention Fang Cheng Lang! That wretched traitor of a disciple!”

Black Old Daoist tried to pry Ancestor Sui Bian’s hands off, but the old ancestor was too worked up. His hands were like iron clamps, locked firmly on his collar.

Black Old Daoist felt miserable.

He only had this one decent set of clothes.

He really did not want it torn.

Old Jin, Ancestor Yunxi, and the others were also frowning, each of them looking more serious than the last.

They had already asked Yu Zhao in great detail about her past.

The name Fang Cheng Lang was naturally not strange to them.

In fact, they had already cursed their way through all of Yu Zhao’s senior brothers and even her master dozens of times.

If Yu Zhao had not kept assuring them that Xu Kaishan was a good person, they would have cursed the sect master along with them.

Scolding was one thing, but right now they had the same question as Yu Zhao.

How had that little brat Fang Cheng Lang, who was not in the Cultivation World, run all the way to the Middle World?

Outside, the discussion was heated.

Nan Gong Jie and Nan Gong Yin were fighting so fiercely that heaven and earth seemed to turn dim.

To avoid getting caught up in it, Yu Zhao unlocked the seal on herself and, following Nan Gong Jie’s words, did not step in.

After watching for less than half an incense stick’s time, Yu Zhao slowly shook her head.

What Nan Gong Yin had said earlier was cruel, but it was an undeniable fact.

There was a big gap between Nan Gong Jie and her.

It was not a gap that could be bridged just by hard work.

And Nan Gong Yin had still not used her full strength.

In less than another quarter of an hour, Nan Gong Jie would be defeated.

Reality unfolded just as Yu Zhao had predicted.

Once Nan Gong Yin ran out of patience, she flicked her sword and sent Nan Gong Jie’s magical artifact flying. As the sword tip was about to pierce his chest, she flipped her wrist and slammed the sword hilt into his chest instead.

Nan Gong Jie’s face turned deathly pale as his body flew backward like a falling star.

Yu Zhao caught him with her spirit power: “Are you alright?”

Nan Gong Jie’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he forcibly swallowed back the blood in his throat, then he stared at Nan Gong Yin with bloodshot eyes.

Nan Gong Yin still wore a look of disdain.

“If I had not held back, you would already be dead.”

Nan Gong Jie’s fingers clenched tight as a strong sense of shame washed over every nerve in his body.

Nan Gong Yin shifted her gaze to Yu Zhao, her expression growing a bit more serious.

That subtle change in her expression stabbed at Nan Gong Jie again.

He realized with painful clarity that Nan Gong Yin had never seen him as an opponent.

His unwillingness, his anger, his jealousy were all like a joke.

Crack!

A short snapping sound rang by Nan Gong Jie’s ear.

Then he felt a rush of heat surge out from inside his dantian and quickly spread along his meridians.

His body shook violently. When he lifted his head again, his eyes were blood red, veins bulged on his forehead, and the energy around him surged.

“Nan Gong Jie!”

Yu Zhao was startled. A ball of spirit power gathered in her palm, at lower-middle grade strength.

[Nan Gong Jie is burning his soul. I have to stop him!]

“Nan Gong Yin! I will not allow you to look down on me!”

Nan Gong Jie’s figure flashed as he used Blink Step to appear behind Nan Gong Yin. His arm, now almost twice as thick, came down toward her neck like an iron axe.

Nan Gong Yin frowned and dodged: “Nan Gong Jie! Are you crazy! Stop right now!”

Nan Gong Jie laughed wildly: “Yes, I’m crazy! You are the one who drove me crazy!”

Nan Gong Jie normally loved to laugh.

He knew he could not compare to Nan Gong Yin, so he could only use another way to win people’s goodwill.

But in truth, he had never really been happy.

At home, Nan Gong Yin outshone him in everything.

Outside, everyone only knew of Nan Gong Yin and not Nan Gong Jie.

The few friends he could really talk to were only his because Nan Gong Yin disdained to associate with them, so he picked them up instead.

In short, he was worse than Nan Gong Yin in every way. Under such long-term pressure, he should have gone crazy long ago.

The only thing that had supported him up to now was the Great Thousand Alliance Examination.

He wanted to prove in this test that he was not useless, that he could also win honor for the Nan Gong Clan.

But even this last chance had been ruined by Nan Gong Yin.

He finally exploded.

Even if he died, he wanted to leave everyone with a deep impression.

As Nan Gong Jie burned his soul, he fought more and more bravely. For some reason, Nan Gong Yin did not clash with him head-on and only kept dodging.

After several exchanges, Nan Gong Jie’s anger burned even hotter.

“Nan Gong Yin! You have always despised me, so why are you dodging! Come on! Kill me!”

“Nan Gong Jie, stop first!” Nan Gong Yin looked anxious.

“Stop? I cannot stop anymore! Today it is either you die or I die!”

Nan Gong Jie was like a candle burning itself out, using his own body as the last fuel.

Right now his heart and mind held only one thought: to make Nan Gong Yin pay for looking down on him in the past. Of course he did not notice the strange look on her face.

But Yu Zhao did.

“Nan Gong Yin, if you still do not stop him, Nan Gong Jie will definitely die!”

Yu Zhao had seen someone burn their soul before.

It was Master Qing Yan of the Five Elements Dao Sect.

For a long time, Master Qing Yan’s mental state had been unstable.

Besides that, there were many aftereffects: a damaged Sea of Consciousness, severed meridians, a sharp drop in cultivation level…

If not for the combined treatment of Greenwood Sect and the Five Elements Dao Sect, plus the unfathomable methods Ye Cong Xin used, Master Qing Yan would have been dead long ago.

If there was any other choice, Burning the Soul was absolutely not worth it.

Because of Yu Zhao’s words, Nan Gong Yin finally made up her mind.

“Nan Gong Jie! I have never looked down on you. The reason I kept pressing you down in everything was to make you into a qualified heir of the Nan Gong Clan!”

When Yu Zhao heard this, she looked at her in disbelief.

This reason sounded very far-fetched.

Nan Gong Jie obviously did not believe her either.

“Nan Gong Yin, you are still lying to me even now!”

“I am not lying. This was a plan the Patriarch and I made together. If you do not believe me, you can ask him to confirm it!”

“Father also knew…”