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

Chapter 157:

Inside the guest room of the Inn.

Xiao Yang sat by the window, gazing at the sunrise on the horizon.

He could no longer remember clearly.

When did Junior Sister Jiang Ting start hosting birthday banquets for Junior Brother Qin Fei every year?

It seemed to have begun the year she forgot his birthday for the first time.

The same year his grandfather sent him to Azure Sun Mountain was also the year Junior Sister Jiang Ting’s mother passed away.

After her mother’s death, her father, Jiang Qitian, had only been the sect master of the Azure Sun Sword Sect for a few years.

There were many within the sect who opposed Jiang Qitian.

To stabilize his position, Jiang Qitian was so preoccupied that he had no time to accompany the grieving Jiang Ting, who had just lost her mother.

That was when Xiao Yang arrived at the mountain.

The two children became companions.

It was Xiao Yang who accompanied Junior Sister, helping her gradually overcome the sorrow of losing her mother.

They shared a deep bond, playing and training together, supporting one another through everything.

During a physical aptitude test, the sect discovered that Xiao Yang possessed the True Sun Sacred Body. Jiang Qitian, the sect master, took him in as his direct disciple.

Xiao Yang didn’t disappoint. After just over a decade of cultivation, he broke through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, becoming the youngest swordmaster at that level in the history of the Azure Sun Sword Sect.

Years later, he defeated all the younger generation rivals within the sect, securing the title of Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect.

He thought he would inherit the position of sect master.

He thought he would marry Junior Sister Jiang Ting.

He thought he would lead the Azure Sun Sword Sect to even greater glory.

However, everything quietly changed after a boy named Qin Fei joined the sect.

Since they were children, Junior Sister had never forgotten Xiao Yang’s birthday.

But he began to sense a shift in her attitude—she grew indifferent, impatient, and emotionally unpredictable.

Until one day, she forgot his birthday for the first time.

On that day, he had prepared early in the Holy Son’s residence.

He made a table full of dishes she loved, went to Spirit Herb Valley to gather her favorite spiritual fruits, and even spent six months traveling through the major cities in the Northern Territory to find a Dragon Transformation Pill to help her improve her cultivation.

But he waited from noon until evening…

Jiang Ting never came.

He waited until midnight, but she still didn’t appear.

It was the first time she forgot his birthday.

The next day, Junior Brother Qin Fei was strutting around arrogantly in front of him.

As it turned out, Jiang Ting had spent the entire evening with Qin Fei because he had accidentally cut his finger while practicing swordsmanship.

Just a tiny cut, barely half an inch long…

And because of that small wound, she forgot his birthday. Or perhaps, she didn’t forget—it was that she chose to spend the day with Qin Fei instead of celebrating his birthday.

From then on, Jiang Ting began hosting birthday banquets for Qin Fei every year.

As for Xiao Yang’s birthday, she became dismissive, or she wouldn’t even show up.

Today was Qin Fei’s birthday.

Xiao Yang withdrew his gaze from the sunrise.

Jiang Ting and the others believed that Qin Fei, afflicted by the Blood Gu curse, was beyond saving and wouldn’t live much longer.

So, in their eyes, this would be Qin Fei’s last birthday.

But Xiao Yang knew just how despicable and insidious Qin Fei truly was.

To appear pitiable, Qin Fei deliberately didn’t dispel the Blood Gu within him.

This man was ruthless, even toward himself.

Xiao Yang was certain Qin Fei had a way to remove the Blood Gu because the demonic sect had the Universal Spirit Herb.

The main ingredient for refining the Universal Spirit Herb could be found in the Demonic Abyss.

As the young master of the demonic sect, it would be a simple matter for Qin Fei to acquire a Universal Spirit Herb.

Clearly, Qin Fei had an even more sinister plan.

But today, Xiao Yang would make sure Qin Fei wouldn’t even have the chance to cry.

A smirk curved on Xiao Yang’s lips.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.

With a wave of his right hand, the door opened.

Standing outside was a woman, a waitress from the Carefree Inn.

“Sir, here’s an invitation for you,” the woman said.

Xiao Yang raised his right hand, and the invitation flew from her hand into his grasp.

The waitress then closed the door and left.

Xiao Yang looked down at the invitation in his hand.

As expected…

Jiang Ting was really hosting a birthday banquet for Qin Fei, and it was to be held at the City Lord’s Mansion.

The invitation in his hand was sent by Jiang Ting herself.

“Hmph!”

Xiao Yang sneered inwardly.

An invitation to Qin Fei’s birthday banquet? Was this meant to disgust him?

It was obvious this was Qin Fei’s doing.

Since Qin Fei was provoking him, Xiao Yang decided he wouldn’t hold back. He would give Qin Fei a “grand gift” tonight.

He put away the invitation just as another knock came at the door.

“Holy Son Brother, are you there?” Lin Wangchuan’s voice called from outside.

Xiao Yang waved his hand, and the door opened.

Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang stood outside.

“Wow, Holy Son Brother, your room is so much nicer than ours,” Lin Wangchuan exclaimed as he walked in, looking around in amazement.

This was the Heaven-class guest room of the Carefree Inn, equipped with a small spiritual gathering array.

Everything in the room was made from spiritual materials, from the chairs and tables crafted from spirit wood to the bed carved entirely from a single slab of spiritual jade.

The room was filled with spiritual energy, making it an ideal place for cultivation.

However, for someone of Xiao Yang’s cultivation level, this spiritual energy was hardly enough to satisfy him.

Still, not everyone could afford to stay in the Heaven-class guest room of the Carefree Inn.

One night here cost ten top-grade spirit stones—an amount most cultivators could only dream of affording.

“Holy Son Brother, how about I move in with you?” Lin Wangchuan joked.

“What brings you here?” Xiao Yang asked, glancing at Lin Wangchuan.

“Junior Sister is hosting a birthday banquet for Qin Fei tonight,” Song Qiang said sourly.

“She does that every year for him. What’s so strange about it?” Xiao Yang replied nonchalantly.

“Look, she even sent me an invitation,” he said, pulling out the invitation and tossing it onto the table.

“She sent you an invitation?” Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang were stunned.

What was Qin Fei up to?

“This doesn’t seem simple,” Song Qiang said worriedly.

“Who cares? Let them come, and we’ll deal with it,” Xiao Yang said dismissively.

Through Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang, Xiao Yang learned the reason behind the birthday banquet.

He had guessed right—Jiang Ting thought Qin Fei was dying, so she wanted to throw him a grand birthday party.

She even chose the City Lord’s Mansion in Jiuxiao City as the venue.

Xiao Yang hadn’t expected Jiang Ting to go to such lengths for Qin Fei.

The more people attending, the better.

The more, the merrier.

Qin Fei, just you wait. Tonight, I’ll give you a gift you’ll never forget!