sbdcsierra Chapter 229 Looking at me, but calling out someone else's name
Chapter 229 Looking at me, but calling out someone else's name
Yu Nian'er bit her lip, knowing that this was definitely Yun Fuzhao's doing. She wanted to persuade her father not to kneel before her, but she didn't expect him to ask her to kneel down as well.
"If a powerful being who has ascended to heaven were to manifest his power, and we could truly obtain one of his wishes, wouldn't we be able to have anything we desire?"
"Father……"
“Listen to your father,” Zhuang Yidan said without hesitation, lifting her skirt and kneeling down. “The manifestation of a powerful being is as rare in the Northern Continent as the Dragon-Asking Stone of the Shangguan family.”
Seeing that her persuasion was ineffective, Yu Nian'er stopped speaking. Having only spent a short time with them, Yu Nian'er didn't want to leave a bad impression.
Regardless of what others say, Yu Nian'er has made up her mind to acknowledge them. Why must she choose one of them? Why can't she have both the support of the Yu family and the status of a direct disciple of the Xuan Tian Sect?
Yun Fuzhao stood under the bronze sword, arms crossed, watching the Yu family members, young and old, kowtow as they ascended the steps.
Many of the onlookers, disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect, took in this satisfying scene.
"The more arrogant they were when they came, the more pathetic they are now, begging our ancestor to show him his power."
"Why should our sect's ancestor grant the wishes of foreign races? I am not convinced. I have never received such treatment."
A clever disciple replied, "Are you stupid? Can't you see that the sect leader is trying to intimidate them?"
“How could the Ancestor possibly grant their wishes? Have you forgotten what happened during the Ancestor Worship Ceremony when Yu Nian’er broke the incense stick she offered to the Ancestor? It’s obvious that the Ancestor doesn’t like her.”
The Boundless Sword Sect of today is no longer what it used to be. The disciples who witnessed this event have either gone to the Profound Heaven Sect or left. Now, only the outer disciples from that time still remember it.
The new disciple exclaimed in surprise, "Is that really true?"
"You have no idea how embarrassing it was back then..."
Just as the disciple was vividly recounting the scene, the three of them finally arrived at the altar.
Yu Tianhe suppressed his elation and stepped forward, intending to tell the ancestor his wish, when Yun Fuzhao, who was leisurely munching on an apple, suddenly exclaimed "Ah!"
She looked troubled. "You're too slow. The ancestor has already left."
Yu Tianhe's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. "You did this on purpose?"
“Look at what you’re saying,” Yun Fuzhao shrugged, “Do I have such great power to control whether the Ancestor stays or leaves?”
Zhuang Yidan had been the apple of her family's eye since childhood, and she had never suffered any grievances after marrying into the Yu family. Now, being so humiliated in the Southern Continent, she was immediately filled with anger. "How dare you play tricks on us like this? Do you have a death wish?"
Yu Nian'er grabbed Zhuang Yidan's hand and fanned the flames, saying, "Yun Fuzhao, I know you hate me, but you can't treat my parents like this. They are, after all, our elders..."
Yun Fuzhao took a bite of the apple, crunching as she chewed. "Whose fault is it that you're unlucky? Besides, you should respect your own parents. What does it have to do with me?"
The Northern Continent has a strict class system, and even the younger generation has to kneel and bow to them. Yu's parents had never seen such a rude and unruly person before, so they decided to teach her a lesson without hesitation.
"It's really lively."
A sound as clear as a mountain spring came from above.
Several people turned around and saw a young man in white pushing a handsome man slowly towards them.
Yun Fuzhao was somewhat surprised; it was actually Gong Yuhe.
The Yu couple's expressions turned sour when they saw the clan emblems on their clothes.
Even those living in the Northern Continent had heard of the Hall of Rebirth, a mysterious organization that even the Shangguan family had to treat with deference.
“Holy Son,” Yu Tianhe said with a smile, “I have long admired your name, and seeing you today, I can confirm that you are indeed extraordinary.”
Gong Yuhe glanced at him lightly and nodded slightly, as if to say hello.
They practically wore their disdain on their faces.
The repeated blows to Yu Tianhe's spirits plummeted. He snorted coldly and left.
Zhuang Yidan glared at Yun Fuzhao and followed him away.
Yu Nian'er looked at Gong Yuhe and said softly, "Holy Son, please don't blame me. My parents suffered some humiliation today, but they weren't targeting you."
Unexpectedly, Gong Yuhe lifted his eyelids to look at her upon hearing this.
Gong Yuhe possessed unparalleled beauty and an aura as pure as snow on a high mountain. Being stared at by such an ethereal figure, Yu Nian'er blushed slightly. "Holy Son..."
"you are?"
Gong Yuhe frowned slightly, not remembering having any dealings with her.
Yu Nian'er: "..."
She was surprised that Gong Yuhe had no recollection of her at all, even though they had met several times before.
Feeling humiliated like this, Yu Nian'er couldn't save face and ran away in shame and anger.
Yun Fuzhao jumped off the altar. "Why are you here?"
If you think about it, it's been a long time since they last saw each other.
Kong Hao raised his chin and said, "Our Holy Son can go wherever he wants, so mind your own business."
"She looks so pretty, but why does she talk in such an unpleasant way?"
Kong Hao's ears turned red. "What are you saying? Don't think I'll go easy on you just because of this. You're a scheming woman!"
Yun Fuzhao: "?"
What a big hat!
"How could I have ulterior motives..."
“You have done this to our Holy Son—”
"Kong Hao," Gong Yuhe said calmly, "I have something to say to her. You can go and take a walk around first."
Kong Hao obediently shut up, and before leaving, he gave Yun Fuzhao a warning look.
Yun Fuzhao was completely bewildered. "What's wrong with you, my little follower? Why are you being so hostile towards me?"
She remembered that everything was fine before.
"He's been emotionally deceived; there's no need to pay him any mind."
Yun Fuzhao suddenly realized, "He's heartbroken, no wonder."
"You must have come here for a reason," Yun Fuzhao stretched. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I have come today to invite you to the Hall of Rebirth."
Yun Fuzhao almost doubted his ears, "Where to?"
"The Palace of Rebirth."
"The Hall of Rebirth has never been open to the outside world. You're not lying to me, are you?" Yun Fuzhao stared at him suspiciously. "Are you really Gong Yuhe?"
Could it be that they tricked her into going there, and then caught them all in one fell swoop?
Thinking of something, Yun Fuzhao grabbed his wrist and asked warily, "Que Yu?"
Gong Yuhe looked up at her, his eyes largely obscured, his emotions unreadable. His tone was indifferent: "Looking at my face, yet calling someone else's name?"
Yun Fuzhao asked with a serious expression, "What evidence do you have to prove that you are Gong Yuhe?"
"..."
She said, "How could Gong Yuhe possibly come to the Boundless Sword Sect, and do so so openly? There must be something wrong with him."
Gong Yuhe stared at her silently for a long time, then grabbed her hand and pressed it to his brow. "The virginity mark. The virginity mark of the Hall of Rebirth cannot be replicated."
Her fingertip touched the slightly raised red mole, and she subconsciously rubbed it with her thumb. It didn't fade.
This action caused the Holy Son's brow to turn red from rubbing.
"Your moles weren't removed by sticking them on?"
Gong Yuhe pulled her hand down, and in the process, her fingertips accidentally brushed against his lips. In less than half a second, his heart skipped a beat.