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

Chapter 151:

At the banquet in the City Lord’s Mansion of Jiuxiao City…

“Qin Fei is dying? Are you joking?”

Xiao Yang glanced around, noticing Jiang Ting’s tear-streaked face filled with sorrow, the downcast expressions of his junior brothers and sisters, and the Grand Elder’s furrowed brows and serious demeanor.

Even Li Fanyin, Huang Tian, and the other high-ranking members of the Ten Directions Strange Gates seemed filled with regret.

After all, Qin Fei was an innate Dao Body with extraordinary potential and the personal disciple of the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s sect master. His future was boundless. If he were to die like this, it would indeed be a case of heaven envying talent.

“Brother Xiao, it’s true. This Junior Brother Qin has been afflicted with a blood gu, and the gu worm has already penetrated his bones and marrow. Unless the legendary Universal Spirit Pill is found, not even a medical saint could save him,” the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, Ning Shu, sighed.

As a renowned healer with the title of Six Gourd Physician, Ning Shu’s words were as good as a death sentence for Qin Fei.

Xiao Yang looked at Ning Shu, then shifted his gaze to Qin Fei’s face.

This guy was truly a master of deception—pretending to be weak, pitiful, and miserable.

In his current state, anyone who saw Qin Fei would feel a pang of sympathy for him.

If this had been Xiao Yang in his past life, he might have been fooled.

But having lived a second life, Qin Fei was nothing more than a petty clown in Xiao Yang’s eyes.

“Junior Brother, even though you’re dying, your foster father has always treated you well. Now that he’s been kidnapped, and you know where he’s being held, are you really going to do nothing to save him?” Xiao Yang sneered inwardly.

Keep pretending, Qin Fei. Let’s see how long you can keep it up.

“Senior Brother… I’d really like to help, but in my current condition, I’m completely powerless!” Qin Fei replied, feigning helplessness.

“It’s getting late. It’s time to keep the appointment,” Xiao Yang said as he stood up.

“No matter who dares to commit such crimes within the territory of Jiuxiao City, we will not let them go,” Li Fanyin declared as she stood.

She immediately ordered the city’s defensive formation to be opened.

At the banquet, the city’s most influential figures were gathered, along with the high-ranking members of the Ten Directions Strange Gates. Li Fanyin didn’t even need to summon additional experts from her sect.

“Junior Brother…” Xiao Yang walked toward Qin Fei.

“Senior Brother, what are you trying to do?”

Jiang Ting stood up abruptly, positioning herself in front of Qin Fei to protect him.

“Move aside!”

Xiao Yang pushed Jiang Ting aside with a single hand, grabbed Qin Fei by the collar, and strode out of the banquet hall.

“Holy Son, you’ve gone too far!” the Grand Elder roared in anger. He rushed forward, reaching out to stop Qin Fei from being taken.

Xiao Yang smirked and, in the next moment, stepped forward and vanished from sight.

The Grand Elder’s hand grabbed only empty air.

“Huh?”

The Grand Elder was stunned.

“I don’t care if you’re dying or not. You’re coming with me to save them,” Xiao Yang said as he carried Qin Fei out of the hall.

Everyone was shocked by what they had just witnessed.

Suddenly, a surge of sword energy rippled from outside.

When the crowd rushed out, they saw a sword light streaking across the sky before disappearing into the distance.

“Senior Brother, you…”

By the time Jiang Ting ran out of the banquet hall, Xiao Yang had already disappeared into the night, flying on his sword with Qin Fei in tow.

Jiang Ting trembled with anger.

“Junior Brother is on the verge of death, and you still treat him like this…”

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.

“Head to Shilipo…” Li Fanyin commanded.

Countless figures soared into the sky, heading out of the city.

Each figure was surrounded by radiant martial energy.

To fly through the air, a martial artist had to be at least at the Heavenly Martial Realm, a martial grandmaster capable of harnessing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use.

Every martial artist’s energy had its unique characteristics, creating a breathtaking scene.

Brilliant, multicolored lights shot up from the City Lord’s Mansion, cutting through the dark night as they raced toward the city’s outskirts.

The powerful waves of energy in the sky startled everyone in the city.

Many were left guessing what had happened.

Shortly after, streaks of sword light pierced the sky.

For sword cultivators, the Divine Ability Realm allowed for sword flight. However, since their cultivation hadn’t yet reached the Heavenly Martial Realm, they had to rely on their own energy reserves, making extended flights impossible.

Jiang Ting, a Heavenly Martial Realm sword grandmaster, chased after them on her sword.

Lei Renjie, merging himself with his sword, transformed into a beam of sword light and followed.

Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang also flew out of Jiuxiao City on their swords. After landing and orienting themselves, they began running toward Shilipo.

“You stay in the city and don’t go anywhere until I return!” the Grand Elder ordered Zheng Fan, Han Bin, Fang Ritian, Chu Haoran, Yun Qianxue, Ye Qingyao, and Li Yunhu.

He hesitated for just a moment, but Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang had already vanished.

The Grand Elder stepped onto his sword and flew out of Jiuxiao City.

At this moment, the entire city was on high alert.

After nightfall, Jiuxiao City’s defensive formation was always activated, sealing the skies so no one could enter from above.

This was why Li Fanyin had ordered the defensive formation to be opened—without it, no one could leave the city.

…

Shilipo was not just ten li away from Jiuxiao City—it was actually over a hundred li to the south.

Atop a small hill stood a solitary Daoist temple surrounded by a graveyard.

The temple was dilapidated, overrun with weeds, its doors and windows missing, and its stone statues toppled. The roof even had a large hole in it.

Legends spoke of a Sword God who once lived here centuries ago, a figure known as the Sword God of Shilipo.

This master of the sword was said to kill with every strike, leaving no survivors even across thousands of li.

But now, the temple lay in ruins, its glory long gone.

Inside, broken bricks and tiles littered the ground.

However, a faint light now flickered within the temple.

Suddenly, a beam of sword light descended from the sky, landing in front of the temple.

As the light faded, two figures were revealed—Xiao Yang and Qin Fei.

Xiao Yang held Qin Fei by the collar, lifting him effortlessly.

“I’m here. Show yourselves!” Xiao Yang shouted toward the temple.

“Hehehe…”

A chilling, sinister laugh echoed from within.

Moments later, three figures, escorted by black-clad men, were brought out of the temple.

Xiao Yang immediately recognized his parents and sister—his father Xiao Zhenshan, his mother Chen Ruolan, and his younger sister.

Though they looked disheveled, they seemed unharmed.

“You ungrateful son! What kind of enemies have you provoked to drag your parents and sister into this mess?” Xiao Zhenshan scolded Xiao Yang the moment he saw him.

“Brother, save me!”

“Yang’er…”

His mother and sister were overcome with emotion upon seeing him.

At that moment, a figure wearing a black cloak and red robes, with their face concealed, stepped out of the temple.

“Hey, how about I trade this guy for them?” Xiao Yang said, lifting Qin Fei and holding him out before the group.

“…”

The leader of the black-clad figures froze upon seeing Qin Fei’s face.

What’s going on?

They were utterly stunned, completely at a loss.