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

Chapter 171:

Liu Qingyun had recently obtained a treasure map.

To him, it was an absolute treasure.

Because the map marked the location of a Land Immortal’s cave dwelling.

A Land Immortal’s cave dwelling was an irresistible temptation for any martial artist.

A Land Immortal, also known as a Terrestrial Immortal, was a realm above the Saint Martial Realm.

Such beings were considered gods among cultivators.

But Xiao Yang had little interest.

He had already ventured into the cave of Emperor Futian—what was a mere Land Immortal’s dwelling compared to that?

However, Liu Qingyun was ecstatic.

What he lacked was an inheritance. If he could obtain the legacy of a Land Immortal, he could revive Qingyun Sect.

That was why he and his disciple hadn’t left Nine Heavens City—they were searching for Xiao Yang.

Liu Qingyun was well aware of his own limitations.

With his and Ling Xian’er’s cultivation, exploring a Land Immortal’s cave dwelling was no different from seeking death.

Such a place was bound to be filled with countless traps, formations, and deadly mechanisms.

An hour later—

They arrived outside an unremarkable small valley.

Xiao Yang surveyed the surrounding terrain.

“There’s supposed to be an ancient Land Immortal cave dwelling here?”

He was speechless.

Judging by the topography, this valley was indeed a place where spiritual energy gathered.

But something was off—

The earth veins in this area seemed damaged and completely depleted.

Liu Qingyun leaped onto a large rock and took out the treasure map.

Xiao Yang and Ling Xian’er also jumped up beside him.

It was a beast-hide treasure map.

The hide looked aged, showing signs of wear.

“This should be the place,” Liu Qingyun said, handing the map to Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang took the map.

“Hm?”

He ran his fingers over the beast hide and sent a sliver of his divine sense into it.

“Just as I thought…”

Xiao Yang chuckled.

This was a forged treasure map.

Someone had used special methods to artificially age the map.

At first glance, it looked ancient—

But only the surface was aged.

The inner layers of the beast hide were practically new.

Even someone as cunning as Liu Qingyun had failed to notice this.

Xiao Yang glanced at him.

A Divine Ability Realm cultivator at mastery level, yet still incapable of divine sense.

No wonder he couldn’t see through the deception.

A sect master of Qingyun Sect, yet reduced to such a miserable state…

Sigh!

Xiao Yang sighed inwardly.

He had only noticed the map’s flaws because he had cultivated divine sense.

Liu Qingyun, lacking divine sense, had no way of knowing the map was fake.

This was a trap.

Xiao Yang stared at the map in deep thought.

Suddenly, he recalled an incident from his previous life—

It had happened deep in this mountain range near Nine Heavens City.

Back then, the Sword Prodigy of Divine Sword Manor had been found dead in a small valley.

Who had wanted him and the Sword Prodigy of Divine Sword Manor dead?

In this life, the only people he had truly offe nded were Qin Fei and Chu Guiyuan.

In his past life, some suspected that the Demonic Sect was responsible.

But that wasn’t the case.

Could it have been Chu Guiyuan?

Just as Xiao Yang was hesitating about whether to enter the valley—

A figure emerged from the forest.

This person wore a white robe, holding a simple yet ancient longsword.

He was tall and handsome, but his expression was icy—

As if the entire world owed him money.

Cold. Arrogant. Aloof.

“This is…”

Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er were stunned.

They hadn’t expected someone else to be hiding in the forest nearby.

“Sword Prodigy Lü Fusheng?”

Xiao Yang gazed at the newcomer calmly.

“You know me?”

Lü Fusheng looked up at Xiao Yang, his face emotionless.

Xiao Yang smiled but didn’t answer.

The true target had arrived.

“A surname Lü? And a Sword Prodigy? You must be that sword genius from Divine Sword Manor!”

Liu Qingyun exclaimed in shock.

Ling Xian’er also scrutinized the newcomer.

“The map.”

Lü Fusheng’s gaze landed on the treasure map in Xiao Yang’s hand.

“You have a map too?”

Liu Qingyun’s instincts immediately screamed that something was wrong.

As the greatest trickster in the Northern Territory, he was incredibly sharp—

And he immediately sensed that this was a setup.

Who had laid this trap?

And who was the real target?

“Brother Lü, have you offended anyone recently?”

Xiao Yang suddenly asked.

Because this trap—

Was originally meant for Lü Fusheng.

But whoever was behind it wanted to eliminate them all together.

No doubt, the mastermind was clever.

Not only that—

The mastermind knew about his connection to Liu Qingyun.

Qin Fei?

No.

It couldn’t be him.

Qin Fei was already struggling to survive—

He had no time to deal with him.

Besides, Qin Fei had spent ten years in the Azure Sun Sword Sect and rarely left the mountain.

There was no reason for him to be enemies with the Sword Prodigy of Divine Sword Manor.

Lü Fusheng cast a cold glance at Xiao Yang but remained silent.

Xiao Yang smiled and didn’t press further.

“Are we going in or not?”

Liu Qingyun was extremely cautious.

He had managed to roam the Northern Territory as a swindler for hundreds of years and still survive—not because of luck, but because he was careful enough.

“Old man, I think we should leave!”

Ling Xian’er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

It was obvious that this small valley was a trap.

Knowing it was a trap and still walking in—that wasn’t just foolish, that was outright idiotic.

Xiao Yang looked at Lü Fusheng.

The sword prodigy simply cradled his sword and walked straight into the valley.

“Truly, the stronger the man, the bolder he is.”

Liu Qingyun sighed.

As the heir of Divine Sword Manor, Lü Fusheng’s swordsmanship was undoubtedly as formidable as the Holy Sons of other sword sects.

After all, Divine Sword Manor had once produced a Sword Saint.

It was also one of the top ten major powers of the Northern Territory.

The Ten Great Sects of the Northern Territory:

Soaring Cloud Sword Sect, Guiyuan Martial Sect, Supreme Dao Sect, Azure Sun Sword Sect, Artifact Refining Sect, Heaven’s Medicine Sect, Pill Cauldron Sect, Ten Directions Sect, Divine Sword Manor, and Beastmaster Villa.

Among them, Soaring Cloud Sword Sect was undisputedly number one.

For over a thousand years, it had ruled Yuanwu Immortal Domain, producing countless sword geniuses.

Guiyuan Martial Sect had always held the second position, unshaken for centuries.

Supreme Dao Sect ranked third.

Beastmaster Villa ranked fourth.

Divine Sword Manor ranked fifth.

Meanwhile, Pill Cauldron Sect was sixth, followed by Azure Sun Sword Sect at seventh.

Artifact Refining Sect was eighth, Heaven’s Medicine Sect ninth, and Ten Directions Sect tenth.

Divine Sword Manor outranked Azure Sun Sword Sect.

Since his rebirth, this was Xiao Yang’s first encounter with Lü Fusheng.

The man’s sword aura was deeply concealed, revealing no excess presence.

His swordsmanship was far beyond his peers.

“Walking straight into a trap—what a fool!”

Ling Xian’er scoffed.

Lü Fusheng’s figure quickly disappeared into the valley.

There was no Land Immortal cave dwelling, only a setup.

At the same time—

Not far from the valley, atop a mountain, three figures stood beneath a towering tree.

They were Chu Guiyuan, Liu Ruxian, and Ye Feiyang, the heir of Beastmaster Villa.

The Ye family of Beastmaster Villa was the most powerful cultivation clan in the Northern Territory.

Their Ten Thousand Beast Mystic Art was unrivaled.

The Villa’s power ranked fourth, surpassing many sects.

“Brother Chu, with just a small trick, you’re about to eliminate both the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect and the Sword Prodigy of Divine Sword Manor. Two birds with one stone! I’m truly in awe of your brilliance!”

Ye Feiyang grinned.

“If you offend me, Chu Guiyuan, you won’t even know how you died.”

Chu Guiyuan sneered.

“Good thing I’m not your enemy, then.”

Ye Feiyang smiled, but in his heart, he had already started to guard against Chu Guiyuan.

This man was ruthless and vengeful.

Just because Lü Fusheng ignored his greeting once, Chu Guiyuan had spent months meticulously orchestrating this trap to kill him.

A forged treasure map, the illusion of a Land Immortal’s cave, and layers of schemes—all to lure Lü Fusheng into a deathtrap.

But now, Xiao Yang had unknowingly walked into the trap as well.

Chu Guiyuan wasn’t just dealing with Lü Fusheng.

He wanted to eliminate competitors before the Grand Centennial Competition began.

If he could kill both Xiao Yang and Lü Fusheng, then that was perfect—two fewer threats in the competition.

If they survived, he would finish them off during the competition.

After all, deaths were common in the Grand Centennial Competition.

It happened every sixty years, and every time, blood was shed.

The Yuanwu Immortal Domain’s inheritance was at stake—who wouldn’t want it?

But that inheritance wasn’t easily obtained.

Inside the valley—

Xiao Yang knew that if he didn’t act, Lü Fusheng would be dead.

And sure enough—

A terrifying wave of sword energy erupted from within the valley!

“Stay out of this!”

Xiao Yang hesitated for a moment, then made his decision.

In his past life, Lü Fusheng had been assassinated.

As a result, Divine Sword Manor was eliminated from the top ten, and a sect secretly controlled by the Demonic Sect took its place.

Xiao Yang would not let the Demonic Sect get its way again.

If Lü Fusheng survived, the Demonic Sect’s puppet sect would never break into the top ten.

“I’m telling you, son-in-law, don’t do something stupid!”

Liu Qingyun called out in panic.

Xiao Yang smirked but said nothing.

He charged into the valley.

“This…”

Liu Qingyun was stunned.

“Idiot!”

Ling Xian’er was also anxious.

She always acted cold and indifferent toward Xiao Yang.

But in reality, she had been secretly watching him all along.

She couldn’t explain the feelings she had for him.

To her, both Lü Fusheng and Xiao Yang were fools.

The moment Xiao Yang entered the valley—

He silently released the two Ninth-Grade Spirit Beasts coiled around his arms.

Fire Qilin and Frost Ice Serpent shrank in size and disappeared into the forest.

From the mountain, Chu Guiyuan and Ye Feiyang saw Xiao Yang rushing into the valley.

They laughed mockingly.

“How stupid can the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect be?”

Chu Guiyuan sneered.

“An idiot like this defeated Li Xingyao? Hard to believe!”

Ye Feiyang scoffed.

Inside the valley—

It was actually a ruined site.

A true ancient relic.

Of course, it wasn’t a Land Immortal cave.

Though not as grand as a Land Immortal’s dwelling, it was clearly the hidden abode of a powerful ancient figure.

However, it had long been abandoned.

As Xiao Yang stepped into the ruins—

He froze in shock.

Lü Fusheng had been suspended midair, bound by glowing ropes that had emerged from the ground.

A masked figure in dark robes leaped up—

Their sword flashing toward Lü Fusheng’s forehead!

Just as death was about to strike—

A streak of sword light, like divine fire, flashed through the air—

CLANG!

The intruder’s sword was intercepted!

The masked figure was startled.

Their sword spun into the sky, turning into a ray of light that shot toward Lü Fusheng!

CLANG!

The fiery sword light intercepted the flying sword once more.

The masked figure spun around and locked eyes with Xiao Yang.

At that moment—

Xiao Yang suddenly felt his feet tighten.

Looking down, he saw golden ropes coiling around his ankles!

“Binding Immortal Cords?!”

Xiao Yang was shocked.

He stomped his foot, trying to shatter the golden cords—

But instead—

The ropes tightened even more!

“Activate the Binding Immortal Formation!”

The masked figure let out a soft command.

At that instant—

Countless golden ropes erupted from beneath the ground, weaving through the air, forming a massive golden net!

The entire valley was sealed in a golden cocoon.

Xiao Yang and Lü Fusheng were completely trapped inside.

“You’re a formation master?”

Xiao Yang looked at the masked figure in surprise.