Chapter 174:
Chapter 174:
Xiao Yang truly hadn’t expected Chu Guiyuan to be such a despicable and shameless man.
Who would have thought that the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect had stolen his own brother’s woman and then taken his brother’s position as the sect’s Holy Son?
And now, this man had even plotted to kill him.
Someone like this wasn’t even worthy of a life-and-death duel against him.
As for Ye Feiyang, he was no better.
Even though he was the heir of Beast Taming Manor, he wasn’t the son of the manor’s master—he was merely the master’s nephew.
In order to secure his position as heir, Ye Feiyang had secretly eliminated many rivals.
And in his previous life, this man had also colluded with Qin Fei.
In fact, Ye Feiyang had been among the first to swear allegiance to Qin Fei back then.
Now that he had been reborn, how could Xiao Yang show them any mercy?
So, he treated Chu Guiyuan to a “Returning Dragon Soup.” (a euphemism for humiliation).
Chu Guiyuan screamed miserably as the Fire Qilin Beast’s scorching urine burned his skin.
Ye Feiyang and Liu Ruxian’s faces turned pale in sheer terror.
Even Lu Fusheng was stunned by what he had just witnessed.
At this moment, he fully understood Xiao Yang’s identity.
This Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect was far too bold—he had actually humiliated the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect in such a way!
Guiyuan Martial Sect was the second most powerful faction in the Northern Territory, second only to the Fuyao Sword Sect.
Meanwhile, Azure Sun Sword Sect was only ranked seventh.
Yet Xiao Yang had dared to do this?
Lu Fusheng glanced at the two overwhelming spirit beasts and couldn’t help but ponder.
This Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect must have someone powerful backing him.
Otherwise, who would dare to humiliate the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect like this?
And not only had Xiao Yang humiliated Chu Guiyuan, but he had also slapped Ye Feiyang, the heir of Beast Taming Manor!
Beast Taming Manor was the fourth most powerful force in the Northern Territory!
This Xiao Yang was truly fearless.
He had offended both the second and fourth most powerful factions in the region at the same time!
“Xiao Yang! How dare you humiliate me like this? I’ll kill you!”
Chu Guiyuan was shaking with rage.
Xiao Yang had let the Fire Qilin Beast urinate on him—boiling-hot urine that had scalded his entire face red. Steam was still rising from his head.
This was an unforgivable humiliation!
“I just humiliated you. What can you do about it?”
Xiao Yang sneered.
“Just you wait…”
Chu Guiyuan was so furious that he felt like his lungs were about to explode.
“You’re in this state, and you still dare to threaten me? You must be certain that I won’t kill you!”
Xiao Yang’s expression turned icy.
“Would you dare?”
Chu Guiyuan gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Yang.
“Hmm… No, I wouldn’t dare.”
Xiao Yang folded his arms, looking down at the man who was still pinned under the Fire Qilin Beast’s paw.
“If you kill me, it would mean Azure Sun Sword Sect is declaring war on Guiyuan Martial Sect. Your sect will be wiped out!”
Chu Guiyuan sneered.
Hearing this, Liu Ruxian and Ye Feiyang also became confident that Xiao Yang wouldn’t dare kill Chu Guiyuan.
Even Lu Fusheng thought Xiao Yang wouldn’t go that far.
“I don’t dare to kill you, but that doesn’t mean they don’t dare.”
Xiao Yang glanced at the two spirit beasts beside him.
“What?!”
Chu Guiyuan’s face changed drastically.
He was right—Xiao Yang might not dare to kill him, but those two spirit beasts might.
Just like how Chu Guiyuan had refused to admit that he was behind the attempt to kill Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng, Xiao Yang could just insist that he had nothing to do with Chu Guiyuan’s death.
As long as Xiao Yang stuck to his story, Guiyuan Martial Sect wouldn’t be able to do anything to him.
After all, a war between two major factions wasn’t something to be taken lightly.
“Aren’t you two hungry? Why don’t you have a little snack?”
Xiao Yang casually said to the Fire Qilin Beast and the Frost Ice Serpent.
“A snack?”
Chu Guiyuan instantly broke into a cold sweat.
The Fire Qilin Beast looked down at the man pinned under its paw, baring its fangs as if preparing to take a bite.
“No—!”
Chu Guiyuan was so terrified that he wet himself.
He had no desire to become the Fire Qilin Beast’s snack.
Liu Ruxian and Ye Feiyang were horrified by what they were witnessing.
Chu Guiyuan was the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect—if he died here, the sect’s members would surely go mad.
However, Xiao Yang had another plan in mind.
Not many people knew that Chu Guiyuan and Chu Guixi were twin brothers.
If he killed Chu Guiyuan and helped Chu Guixi take his place, wouldn’t that be an interesting outcome?
At that moment, a streak of light shot toward them from the distance.
A figure descended from the sky, landing on the mountain peak.
“How dare you humiliate the Holy Son of our sect?”
The newcomer was a middle-aged man in white robes.
The moment he saw Chu Guiyuan pinned under the Fire Qilin Beast’s paw, his expression turned furious.
“Seventh Uncle! Save me! Haha… My Seventh Uncle is a mid-stage Divine Martial Realm expert, Xiao Yang, you’re dead!”
Chu Guiyuan was overjoyed to see the man.
“Oh, really?”
Xiao Yang chuckled.
A mid-stage Divine Martial Realm warrior? Was that supposed to be impressive?
Liu Ruxian and Ye Feiyang both smirked at Xiao Yang’s misfortune.
“Xiao Yang, shouldn’t you be kneeling and begging for forgiveness right now? Maybe I’ll ask my Seventh Uncle to spare your life.”
Chu Guiyuan sneered arrogantly.
“Spare my life? I should be thanking you, then!”
Xiao Yang said with a smirk.
“You’re Xiao Yang? Did you command these spirit beasts to commit such atrocities?”
The white-robed elder glared at Xiao Yang coldly.
“I already said, words shouldn’t be spoken carelessly. But, well, they listen to me—I can’t help that, can I?”
Xiao Yang grinned.
“Still talking tough? Once the senior takes action, you and those two beasts will be annihilated!”
Liu Ruxian sneered.
“Xiao Yang, you’re already a dead man.”
Ye Feiyang sneered triumphantly.
He still harbored resentment over the slap Xiao Yang had given him earlier.
Xiao Yang glanced at them coldly, the corner of his mouth curving into a smirk. “Sigh, you all are really asking for death.”
“Haha… and you say we are the ones seeking death?”
Ye Feiyang and Liu Ruxian couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
In their eyes, Xiao Yang was only at the Sky Martial Realm. Even though those two spirit beasts were powerful, how could they possibly be a match for Chu Heming, a mid-stage Divine Martial Realm expert?
Chu Heming was not just anyone—he was an elder of Guiyuan Martial Sect and Chu Guiyuan’s Seventh Uncle.
“A mere ant dares to act arrogant before a dragon? Seeking death!”
Chu Heming scoffed and launched a powerful punch at the Fire Qilin Beast.
A violent force erupted from his fist, causing the air to tremble.
The Fire Qilin Beast suddenly raised its head and spat out a fireball.
“Boom!”
The two forces collided instantly.
Chu Heming was sent flying backward, coughing up blood.
Meanwhile, the Fire Qilin Beast remained completely motionless, as steady as a mountain.
“This…”
Chu Guiyuan and the others were utterly dumbfounded.
“A ninth-rank spirit beast?”
Chu Heming stabilized himself in midair, blood staining his chest.
“Impossible…”
Chu Guiyuan and his group couldn’t believe what they were seeing.
At that moment, the Frost Ice Serpent made its move.
It shot out from the trees, its massive tail whipping fiercely toward Chu Heming.
“Boom!”
With a muffled impact, Chu Heming was swatted away like a ragdoll, sent flying through the air.
Before he could recover, the Frost Ice Serpent lunged forward and exhaled an icy breath.
Chu Heming was instantly frozen into an ice statue.
At the same time, the Fire Qilin Beast spewed another fireball directly at him.
“Boom!”
The fireball exploded on impact, shattering Chu Heming into countless fragments that rained down into the forest below.
“Seventh Uncle!”
Chu Guiyuan’s eyes widened in horror as he screamed.
Everyone else was too shocked to speak.
An elder of Guiyuan Martial Sect—a mid-stage Divine Martial Realm powerhouse—had just died like that?
A moment ago, Chu Heming had been acting all high and mighty, looking down on Xiao Yang and the two spirit beasts like they were mere ants.
Who could have predicted that he would be obliterated in an instant, leaving behind not even a corpse?
“Xiao Yang! You dare kill my Seventh Uncle?!”
Chu Guiyuan roared furiously at Xiao Yang.
Ye Feiyang and Liu Ruxian, however, were filled with sheer terror.
Thinking about how arrogantly they had treated Xiao Yang earlier made them break into a cold sweat.
They were doomed.
“Which of your eyes saw me kill him?”
Xiao Yang said nonchalantly.
“You all can testify for me. I never even lifted a finger against your so-called Seventh Uncle. He provoked the spirit beasts and got himself killed. What does that have to do with me?”
Xiao Yang turned to Ye Feiyang, Liu Ruxian, and Lu Fusheng.
“Pu!”
Chu Guiyuan was so enraged that he spat out blood, the spray traveling three meters.
“…”
The others were at a loss for words.
How was this any different from killing him personally?
Yet, technically, Xiao Yang hadn’t actually attacked.
And in truth, Chu Heming had struck first.
Still, it didn’t matter—everyone knew that Xiao Yang would be blamed for this no matter what.
Ye Feiyang and Liu Ruxian, desperate to see Xiao Yang dead, certainly weren’t going to defend him.
“Sigh, Chu Guiyuan… I fear today will be your death anniversary.”
Xiao Yang sighed, shaking his head.
“What…?”
Everyone was stunned.
Was Xiao Yang really planning to kill Chu Guiyuan?
If he actually killed him, it would cause absolute chaos.
“N-No, you can’t…”
Chu Guiyuan instantly panicked.
He didn’t want to die!
“Brother Xiao, I was wrong…”
Chu Guiyuan began begging for mercy.
But Xiao Yang had no intention of sparing him.
This man had even hired assassins from Misty Rain Pavilion to kill him. If he let him go, he would only face endless trouble in the future.
Chu Guiyuan was vengeful and cunning—just like Qin Fei.
Letting him live would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains.
Xiao Yang was about to signal the Fire Qilin Beast to finish him off when—
From the distant sky, more than a dozen streaks of light suddenly appeared.
A powerful aura surged toward them.
“Hmm?”
Xiao Yang paused.
“You’re lucky.”
Xiao Yang sighed and transmitted a mental command for the Fire Qilin Beast and the Frost Ice Serpent to retreat.
With the Jiazi Tournament approaching, it would be better to deal with them then.
By that time, no one would have anything to say about it.
The Frost Ice Serpent and the Fire Qilin Beast instantly shrank in size and darted into the mountains, vanishing from sight.
“This…”
Liu Ruxian and Ye Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.
If Xiao Yang had dared to kill Chu Guiyuan, there was no way he would have let them live either.
Lu Fusheng was equally shocked.
He could sense the killing intent coming from Xiao Yang.
That meant Xiao Yang had truly intended to kill Chu Guiyuan.
At this moment, over a dozen streaks of light descended from the sky, landing on the mountain peak.
Xiao Yang looked up and saw that the newcomers included Li Fanyin, the Divine Blade Huang Tian, Luo Xuan, an elder from Guiyuan Martial Sect, a Sky Martial Realm expert from Divine Sword Manor, and an elder from the Ye family of Beast Taming Manor.
Even the Grand Elder, Cang Xiao, had arrived.
These were all powerful figures, ranging from the Sky Martial Realm to the Divine Martial Realm.
And every single one of them held high status in their respective factions.
“Holy Son, what happened to you?”
The elder from Guiyuan Martial Sect was stunned upon seeing Chu Guiyuan lying on the ground.
He hurried forward to help him up.
“What is this smell?”
The elder caught a pungent stench coming from Chu Guiyuan.
The others smelled it as well.
Additionally, Chu Guiyuan’s face was unnaturally red, as if he had been burned.
“Who dares to harm the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect?”
The elder roared in fury.
“It was him!”
Liu Ruxian and Ye Feiyang, emboldened by the arrival of these powerful figures, immediately pointed at Xiao Yang without hesitation.
“Elder, kill him for me!”
Chu Guiyuan gritted his teeth and roared at Xiao Yang.
“What?”
The elder of Guiyuan Martial Sect was completely taken aback.
Killing the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect?
That would be a direct declaration of war against Azure Sun Sword Sect!
This was no trivial matter.
The ten great forces of the Northern Territory had not engaged in a full-scale war for centuries.
After all, a war between sects would have devastating consequences.
“He killed my Seventh Uncle!”
Chu Guiyuan was consumed with rage.
“Is this true?”
The elder of Guiyuan Martial Sect was utterly shocked.
“It was him, just moments ago!”
Liu Ruxian stepped forward and pointed at Xiao Yang, her tone filled with accusation.
“That’s right! I saw it with my own eyes!”
Ye Feiyang also stepped forward.
With so many powerful figures present, even if those two spirit beasts returned for a sneak attack, they wouldn’t stand a chance.
After all, among these over ten strong cultivators, several were Divine Martial Realm powerhouses.
“Holy Son, is what they say true?”
Grand Elder Cang Xiao’s expression turned serious.
Chu Heming, Chu Guiyuan’s Seventh Uncle, was an elder of Guiyuan Martial Sect.
If Xiao Yang had really killed him, it would mean war against Guiyuan Martial Sect.
The consequences would be catastrophic.
“Do you people even have any shame?”
Xiao Yang’s expression remained calm as he glanced at Chu Guiyuan, Liu Ruxian, and Ye Feiyang.
“What did you just say?!”
The three of them immediately erupted in anger.
“I said—do you people even have any shame?”
Xiao Yang raised his voice, staring directly at them in front of everyone.
“You—!”
Chu Guiyuan and the others were livid.
This man had just humiliated them, nearly killed them, and now he was standing here, righteously reprimanding them?
This was too arrogant!