After Being Reborn, I Refuse To Be The Holy Son Of The Sect Anymore

Chapter 142:

On the bustling streets of Nine Heavens City, Qin Fei was consumed by shame and humiliation.

At this moment, everyone knew he was no longer a complete man.

All eyes were on him, filled with strange and mocking expressions.

He wished the ground would split open so he could disappear into it.

He hated Xiao Yang and Lin Wangchuan to the core.

It was them.

It was them who made him suffer such unbearable humiliation.

“I’ll kill them… I’ll kill them both!”

Qin Fei clenched his fists tightly, shouting inwardly, his whole body trembling with rage.

“Junior Brother, what’s wrong?”

Jiang Ting hurriedly stepped forward.

“I… I’m fine…”

Qin Fei struggled to suppress the fury boiling within him.

But in his mind, he had already formulated a plan.

Xiao Yang would not leave Nine Heavens City alive.

No one knew that the city lord was a spy for the Demonic Sect.

Even fewer knew that the city lord, Li Gaitian, was Qin Fei’s maternal uncle—his eldest uncle, to be precise.

He had three uncles, and Blade Demon Li Kuang was the weakest among them.

His eldest uncle, on the other hand, was the most powerful.

“Xiao Yang, if I don’t kill you, I am not a man!”

Qin Fei gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with malice.

Xiao Yang, seeing Qin Fei’s frustration and helplessness, couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

“Junior Brother, you and Junior Sister have such a great relationship. You two make wonderful sisters.”

Xiao Yang’s words were full of mockery.

“…”

Qin Fei was so enraged that he nearly spat blood.

“Xiao Yang, do you dare to face me on the Life and Death Stage?”

Chu Guiyuan suddenly challenged him loudly.

He didn’t care whether Qin Fei was a eunuch or not; he only wanted Xiao Yang dead.

“Chu Guiyuan, what do you think you’re doing?”

Li Fanyin’s expression darkened with anger.

“Miss Li, although this is Nine Heavens City, you have no authority over the Life and Death Stage, do you?”

Chu Guiyuan smirked confidently.

Since you want to protect Xiao Yang, I’ll force him into a fair duel instead.

On the Life and Death Stage, everything is settled with strength and life—no one can interfere.

Even he had to tread carefully on Li Fanyin’s turf, as he was here to propose marriage to the Li family.

But no matter what, Xiao Yang had to die.

This was the best way to silence him forever.

Even Azure Sun Sword Sect wouldn’t be able to seek revenge after a sanctioned duel.

“You…”

Li Fanyin hadn’t expected Chu Guiyuan to pull such a move.

If Xiao Yang accepted the challenge, she really wouldn’t be able to intervene.

In the martial world, the Life and Death Stage was a place to settle personal grievances.

Every major city in the Northern Territory had one.

Once on the stage, the fight was a matter of life and death, governed by skill alone.

Even if Xiao Yang died, Azure Sun Sword Sect couldn’t retaliate afterward.

“What’s the matter, Holy Son Xiao? Are you too afraid? Backing down already?”

Chu Guiyuan taunted.

“Ridiculous!”

Before Xiao Yang could speak, the Transmission Elder intervened.

“The Grand Competition is only six days away. How can you engage in such reckless duels now?”

The elder’s voice was stern as he glanced at Xiao Yang.

“Don’t use the Grand Competition as an excuse. If you’re afraid, just admit it.”

Chu Guiyuan sneered.

“What did you say?”

Song Qiang roared in anger.

“How dare you look down on our Senior Brother!”

Lin Wangchuan shouted in fury.

The disciples of Azure Sun Sword Sect were equally incensed.

“Then prove it on the Life and Death Stage!”

Chu Guiyuan taunted arrogantly.

“If you want to die, I have no reason to stop you.”

Xiao Yang looked at Chu Guiyuan indifferently.

“Saint, you must help me kill this man. And don’t let him die too easily.”

Liu Ruxian stared at Xiao Yang with hatred.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let him off lightly. I’ll shatter his dantian, cripple his limbs, destroy his meridians, and crush his spine. I’ll make his death as painful as possible.”

Chu Guiyuan sneered coldly.

“You speak as if you’ve already won.”

Xiao Yang responded with disdain.

“Hmph! Just because you defeated Li Xingyao doesn’t mean you’re invincible. You have no idea how strong the saint of Guiyuan Martial Sect truly is.”

Liu Ruxian looked at Xiao Yang with schadenfreude.

“Saint, the Grand Competition is in six days. How can you act so recklessly?”

The Transmission Elder said angrily.

He had already seen that Chu Guiyuan had broken through to the Half-Step Divine Martial Realm, while Xiao Yang was only at the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

How could Xiao Yang possibly be his match?

Moreover, Chu Guiyuan’s Xuanwu Holy Body was no weaker than Xiao Yang’s True Yang Holy Body.

In a battle of the same realm, it was uncertain who would emerge victorious.

However, Chu Guiyuan had already reached the Half-Step Divine Martial Realm.

If Xiao Yang were to challenge him on the Life and Death Stage now, wouldn’t it be walking straight into death?

The upcoming Grand Competition was crucial to the sect’s future and could not be jeopardized.

“Senior Brother, the bigger picture matters more!”

Jiang Ting tried to persuade him.

“Go take care of your beloved Junior Brother instead!”

Xiao Yang showed no sympathy for Jiang Ting.

“You…”

Jiang Ting grew angry.

But Xiao Yang didn’t care whether she was angry or not.

“Senior Brother, if you keep this up, I’ll really cut ties with you!”

Jiang Ting threatened.

“I couldn’t ask for more. Really, please do!”

Xiao Yang replied with exaggerated excitement.

“You… This is outrageous!”

Jiang Ting was completely exasperated.

“Senior Sister, don’t be angry. Senior Brother must be jealous; he’s really misunderstanding us.”

Qin Fei put on an aggrieved expression.

“I don’t care if he’s jealous or not!”

Jiang Ting huffed.

“Jealous? What nonsense!”

Xiao Yang was speechless.

One of them was putting on an act, while the other still hadn’t figured things out.

He was truly at a loss.

“Enough talk! Are you going to fight me on the Life and Death Stage or not?”

Chu Guiyuan said impatiently.

“Of course, whoever backs out is a coward!”

Xiao Yang retorted, full of confidence.

This was the perfect chance to take Chu Guiyuan down publicly, and the Guiyuan Martial Sect wouldn’t be able to seek revenge.

If anyone wanted to kill him, he’d simply kill them first.

“Good! You’ve got guts!”

Chu Guiyuan gave Xiao Yang a thumbs-up.

“We should go.”

At that moment, a dignified voice echoed.

A figure strode down the street.

In the blink of an eye, he was already standing before them.

“Chu Shanhe?”

The Transmission Elder was visibly shocked upon recognizing him.

The newcomer was none other than Chu Shanhe, the Grand Elder of the Guiyuan Martial Sect.

In the sect, the Grand Elder held a position even higher than the sect’s holy son.

And more importantly, Chu Shanhe was Chu Guiyuan’s father.

“Father, this…”

Chu Guiyuan looked frustrated.

“Come with me!”

Chu Shanhe turned and started walking toward the city gate without another word.

“But, Father…”

Chu Guiyuan hesitated.

If he left now, he’d become a laughingstock.

He had just been so arrogant about fighting Xiao Yang to the death, and now he was walking away—what would people think?

“Why are you leaving? Go fight on the Life and Death Stage!”

Song Qiang sneered with disdain.

“Yeah, why leave? Our Senior Brother will send you to the afterlife in just a few moves!”

Lin Wangchuan mocked.

“What’s going on?”

Chu Shanhe frowned.

Xiao Yang looked at Chu Guiyuan coldly.

“Father, can we stay for a little longer?”

Chu Guiyuan pleaded.

“No. No matter what it is, come with me now.”

Chu Shanhe’s tone brooked no argument.

“Coward! Only cowards run away!”

Song Qiang taunted.

“You…”

Chu Guiyuan was enraged.

“Hurry up and come!”

Chu Shanhe kept walking toward the city gate without stopping.

“The Grand Competition… I will kill you, Xiao Yang!”

Chu Guiyuan shot Xiao Yang a venomous glare before quickly following his father, bringing Liu Ruxian along.

“A coward like you wants to kill me?”

Xiao Yang chuckled.

Hearing this, Chu Guiyuan, now far off, almost spat blood in anger.

No one had expected things to turn out this way.

Fortunately, Chu Shanhe had arrived and taken Chu Guiyuan away.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Grand Competition approaching, engaging in a life-and-death duel now would have been unwise.

Regardless of who won, both sides would suffer great losses.

And then how could they participate in the competition?

Chu Shanhe’s urgency suggested something pressing.

Xiao Yang could already guess the reason.

The Chu and Li families’ alliance was likely falling apart.

And with only six days until the Grand Competition, nothing was more important than that.

Chu Shanhe was probably rushing to seek a new ally.

“Senior Brother, come with us!”

Lin Wangchuan’s voice interrupted Xiao Yang’s thoughts.

Jiang Ting also looked at Xiao Yang with anticipation.

“No.”

Without hesitation, Xiao Yang turned and walked away.

Jiang Ting watched his back disappear into the crowd, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

Qin Fei, watching her reaction, felt a surge of resentment.

Even after everything, Jiang Ting still hadn’t let go of Xiao Yang?

He was unwilling to accept this.

He had done so much to make Jiang Ting break ties with Xiao Yang.

…

“Young man, cherish what’s in front of you.”

At that moment, a burly middle-aged man with unkempt hair and a thick beard passed by Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang’s heart stirred.

He turned his head to look.

If it wasn’t his Grand Martial Uncle, Long Chen, who else could it be?

Long Chen had also arrived in Nine Heavens City.

Of course, Long Chen had no idea Xiao Yang already knew his true identity.

“Treasure Jiang Ting? Forget it.”

Xiao Yang turned and continued walking.

But he was aware that he was being watched.

The Demonic Sect was moving faster than expected.

“Come at me. Let’s see what tricks you demonic remnants have up your sleeves!”