Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

"What?" Li Zhen was now questioning his life. Wait a minute, didn't that kid, Fan Yang, say that the two of them were lovers?

Zhou Yang couldn't understand Li Zhen's reaction, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Is there a problem?"

Li Zhen glanced outside the door to make sure that Pan Yang wasn't there before speaking: "Then why did he save you? Besides, he himself is sick and he wouldn't agree to the conditions I proposed."

"What happened to him? What were his conditions?"

"You don't know anything?"

Zhou Yang shook his head and took a deep breath: "I didn't know him at all before." It was as if he had appeared out of thin air in his life. If it weren't for Huan Yang, he would probably still be locked in that dungeon.

This immediately piqued Li Zhen's interest. He thought for a while and realized that Pan Yang's personality didn't seem like that of someone who liked to meddle in other people's business. If that was the case, Zhou Yang probably didn't even know that Pan Yang liked him.

He rolled his eyes: "I told you that kid, Fan Yang, likes you. I offered him a condition, and he rejected it without even thinking about it. Considering his physical condition..."

"What physical condition?" Pan Yang's voice came from outside the door.

Li Zhen stiffened, then gave an awkward laugh: "Well, the weather's nice today. Oh, and Zhou Yang has recovered, so you can leave anytime." With that, he dashed out.

Zhou Yang looked at Li Zhen as he ran away, then turned to Pan Yang: "What do you want me to do?" He couldn't figure out why Pan Yang had saved him, and he didn't believe a word Li Zhen said.

"What do you mean, what are you doing?" Pan Yang felt a little confused, then suddenly blurted out, "You want to leave me? You hate me?"

"I don't dislike you." Zhou Yang was a little confused. What was Fan Yang talking about? Why did he suddenly bring up the topic of dislike?

"I just don't know why you saved me."

“No reason.” Pan Yang sat down next to him, looked Zhou Yang up and down. Zhou Yang looked much better than before and seemed to have gained some weight. He nodded in satisfaction and continued, “Saving you doesn’t need a reason.”

Zhou Yang inexplicably felt something welling up inside him. Did he not need a reason?

"I'll leave Medicine King Valley tomorrow." Pan Yang pondered. He still didn't know what Zhou Ye was up to, and he had to go and cause him trouble.

"Okay." Zhou Yang nodded in agreement. Seeing that he agreed, Pan Yang lay down next to him and took a deep breath: "I'm going to take a nap."

"Hmm..." Zhou Yang responded softly. Soon, Pan Yang closed his eyes and lay quietly next to him. Could it be that Pan Yang really liked him, as Li Zhen said?

But why would Pan Yang like me? And what were the conditions Li Zhen mentioned? And what exactly happened to Pan Yang?

He was somewhat puzzled, but ultimately he didn't ask Li Zhen. Since Pan Yang didn't want him to know, then he wouldn't bother to find out.

The next morning, the two left Medicine King Valley. They had only been out for a short while when a golden light appeared on the horizon.

Pan Yang's eyes lit up. This must be some kind of weapon. He rubbed his hands together inwardly. Zhou Ye would probably go and snatch it. Then he could just grab it and give it to Zhou Yang. It would be perfect.

Without saying a word, Pan Yang grabbed Zhou Yang and rushed over with his magic power. Sure enough, they saw a group of people fighting over a black sword.

However, since everyone was holding the other side back, the black sword just sat there quietly.

"You stay here, don't wander off." Pan Yang said, tossing the Xiaoyao sword in his hand to Zhou Yang for self-defense, and then rushed towards the black sword.

The moment he touched the black sword, Pan Yang felt its dense spiritual power. He weighed the black sword in his hand and found it was much heavier than Xiaoyao. Then he felt a gaze directed at him.

Pan Yang turned his head and saw Zhou Ye staring at him nakedly. Without saying a word, Pan Yang raised his black sword and stabbed at him.

Zhou Ye was naturally prepared and dodged Lu Panyang's attack, drawing his natal sword to block another blow. A hint of desire flickered in his eyes: "Lu Panyang, you still care about me, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't hate me so much." Hate me so much that you want to kill me at any moment, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

"Intelligence is a good thing." Pan Yang rolled his eyes. He didn't want to listen to this guy rambling on and on about nothing.

The surrounding people were drawn to the fluctuations of the two people's magical power. They were all surprised to see the black sword in Pan Yang's hand. When did this person take the black sword?

However, it seems that Zhou Xianzun has started fighting with this person, so it looks like the Black Sword is destined to be something that these people can't get.

Zhou Yang stood still and watched the fight between the two. As cultivators, they all had excellent hearing. His attention was focused on Pan Yang, so he heard Pan Yang and Zhou Ye's conversation.

What does that mean? What is the relationship between that person and Pan Yang? Why did Zhou Ye say those things? So why did Pan Yang save me? His thoughts seemed to be completely drawn to Pan Yang.

After a final, intense collision, Pan Yang staggered back several steps, landing beside Zhou Yang. Zhou Ye also couldn't stop himself from retreating, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Pan Yang tossed the black sword to Zhou Yang and took Xiao Yao's: "This weapon is for you."

Zhou Yang was somewhat shocked. This was a weapon that appeared only once in a thousand years, and it was given to him so easily.

Zhou Ye's eyes darkened as he watched Lu Pan Yang's actions. Something shouldn't be wrong. Who was that person? Wasn't Lu Pan Yang all alone right now? Shouldn't Lu Pan Yang be focused on killing him?

He took a step forward, looked at Lu Panyang, and said, word by word, "Panyang, tell me who this person is?" This person never existed in the previous life! Who is this person?! He would not allow anyone else to appear around Lu Panyang.

Pan Yang pulled Zhou Yang back a few steps. He was 100% sure that Zhou Ye was a lunatic!

"What's it to you?" Pan Yang blurted out, shielding Zhou Yang behind him. His hidden quest character had only recently recovered from his injuries and he couldn't afford to scare the hidden character.

"Did he bewitch you?" Zhou Ye stared intently at Zhou Yang, his grip on the sword tightening secretly. "Pan Yang, did you deliberately pick a fight with him to anger me? I do care about you. I was just unsure back then, unsure if you would abandon me, after all, I was weak at the time..."

"???" Pan Yang took a deep breath, trying to calm down. A big shot can't get angry with an idiot. Calm down my ass!

Pan Yang gripped Xiao Yao's sword, twirled it, and charged towards Zhou Ye. This time, he carried a hint of killing intent. Zhou Ye was startled and his arm was slashed by Xiao Yao before he could react and use his natal sword to defend himself.

Zhou Ye, however, thought it meant something else entirely: "I knew you still cared about me. Here's the black sword. How about I come find you after I've dealt with matters concerning the sect?"

Before Pan Yang could even scold him, he used his magic to leave.

Fan Yang was extremely irritated at the moment. He walked back to Zhou Yang's side and grabbed his wrist: "Let's go." That idiot Zhou Ye!