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

Chapter 70:

In the Xiao family’s ancestral cemetery, Gui Yijian was preparing to cripple Xiao Yang’s cultivation completely. At the same time, Xiao Yang silently gathered his tenth-level sword intent, ready to unleash a lethal strike against Gui Yijian.

Liu Xiaotian, his son Liu Ruhuo, Gui Jianren, and Qin Fei, who was watching from a distant hill, all stared at the two with tense anticipation. Their expressions revealed glee, as they believed Xiao Yang was destined to die.

“BOOM!”

A sudden, deafening explosion shook the ground.

“RUMBLE…”

In the distance, the mountain ridge trembled violently.

Xiao Yang looked up sharply to see a beam of light shooting skyward from the northern mountains. The earth quaked as an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy radiated outward, sweeping across the heavens and earth.

“This is…” Xiao Yang was stunned as memories from his past life resurfaced.

The ground vein beneath the northern mines had been breached. The beam of light was the visible spiritual energy erupting from the shattered ground vein. This phenomenon would soon alter the balance of spiritual energy across the surrounding ten-thousand-mile radius near Yuanlong City.

As the radiant column of light gradually faded into the void, the density of spiritual energy in the air soared rapidly.

“What pure spiritual energy! There must be an unparalleled treasure hidden within the ground vein!” Gui Yijian exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement.

Abandoning his intent to kill Xiao Yang, he grabbed Gui Jianren and soared into the sky, heading toward the light’s source. Killing Xiao Yang could wait; treasures of this caliber were once-in-a-lifetime opportunities.

With Gui Yijian and Gui Jianren gone, Liu Xiaotian and Liu Ruhuo stood frozen in shock.

“Elder Gui, don’t leave us behind!”

By the time they regained their senses, Gui Yijian and Gui Jianren had already vanished from sight.

Qin Fei, watching from the hill, was equally stunned.

What? At least kill Xiao Yang before leaving! What kind of nonsense is this? Did Xiao Yang escape death again?

Qin Fei was so frustrated he nearly coughed up blood. Was Xiao Yang the true chosen one, or was he? How could Xiao Yang’s luck surpass his own?

“Weren’t you seeking revenge? I’m still here,” Xiao Yang said, smiling faintly as he turned to Liu Xiaotian and Liu Ruhuo.

The expressions on the faces of Liu Xiaotian and his son were now a mix of horror and disbelief. Just moments ago, emboldened by Gui Yijian’s presence, they had mocked and ridiculed Xiao Yang, confident he was doomed.

Now, without their backer, their bravado crumbled instantly, replaced by terror.

Their knees buckled, and they fell to the ground, kneeling before Xiao Yang. Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

“Weren’t you eager to avenge yourselves just now? Now that Gui Yijian is gone and my cultivation remains intact, it seems your dream of personal revenge won’t come true,” Xiao Yang said calmly.

Though his tone was mild, each word hit Liu Xiaotian and Liu Ruhuo like a hammer, pounding away at their composure.

“We were wrong! We were terribly wrong! We’ll never show ourselves in front of you again. Please spare us!” Liu Xiaotian’s voice quivered with desperation, his previous arrogance completely gone.

Xiao Yang smirked coldly. “Spare you? If Gui Yijian hadn’t left, and if my cultivation had been crippled, would you have spared me? No. You would’ve eagerly tortured and killed me.”

“N-no… No, we wouldn’t…” Liu Ruhuo stammered, trembling so much he could barely speak.

“And what about all the people you oppressed? Who will spare them?” Xiao Yang’s words cut through their hearts like a blade.

The Liu family had returned to Yuanlong City under the protection of the Guiyuan Martial Sect and had mercilessly persecuted anyone connected to the Xiao family. They had sent countless people to labor in the northern mines, leaving many homeless and destitute.

When they were in power, they were ruthless, reveling in their tyranny. Now, facing death, they begged for mercy.

The world didn’t work that way. Mistakes had consequences, and crimes demanded punishment.

“Please! We’ll give you everything the Liu family has. We’ll be your servants, anything, as long as you spare our lives!” Liu Xiaotian and Liu Ruhuo groveled, bowing repeatedly and knocking their heads against the ground.

Xiao Yang approached them step by step, his expression indifferent. Without another word, his flying sword shot forward with a flash of light.

In an instant, Liu Ruhuo was cleaved in two, his blood splattering across Liu Xiaotian’s face.

“Ruhuo…” Liu Xiaotian trembled as he wiped the blood from his face with a shaking hand.

“Xiao Yang, I’ll fight you to the death!” Knowing he had no chance of survival, Liu Xiaotian roared and lunged at Xiao Yang in a desperate attempt to retaliate.

“SWISH!”

Another flash of sword light cut through the air. Liu Xiaotian was sliced in half at the waist, his two halves crashing to the ground.

He was still alive, writhing on the ground, screaming in agony as blood poured from his wounds. Xiao Yang left him there to suffer, a final punishment for his crimes.

From the distant hill, Qin Fei turned away. The allure of the ground vein’s treasure was too great to ignore. He wouldn’t miss his chance to claim it.

Xiao Yang glanced briefly in the direction of the hill, then turned back to the graveyard.

“Grandfather…” he muttered, his voice heavy with sorrow as he knelt before his grandfather’s desecrated tomb. Carefully, he began collecting the scattered remains, preparing to rebury them with proper reverence.

Meanwhile, Liu Xiaotian’s anguished cries echoed through the cemetery for over an hour before his voice finally fell silent.

After carefully reburial and paying his respects, Xiao Yang left the Xiao family’s cemetery. He already knew who was behind all this: Qin Fei. Only Qin Fei, as the adopted son of Xiao Zhenshan, had such detailed knowledge of the Xiao family’s history.

“Daring to desecrate my grandfather’s grave… Qin Fei, you’ll pay for this. Killing you would be too easy. I’ll make you watch as every one of your Demonic Sect allies falls before me. Until I destroy your sect, I will not rest.”

Xiao Yang’s fists clenched tightly as his eyes burned with fury.

By now, countless cultivators were converging on the northern mines, drawn by the news of the breached ground vein. Xiao Yang, however, was in no hurry. Treasures hidden within ground veins weren’t easy to claim.

Calmly, he began making his way toward the northern mines.

The news of the ground vein’s breach spread like wildfire. Chu Guiyuan couldn’t sit still. The Xiao family within Yuanlong City was equally unsettled. Nearby cultivators rushed to the scene. Lei Lie, the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s law enforcement elder, immediately sent word to the sect.

The Azure Sun Sword Sect’s sect master himself soon descended the mountain with a group of elite disciples. Meanwhile, the Guiyuan Martial Sect also dispatched powerful experts.

Yuanlong City wasn’t within the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s jurisdiction, nor was it part of the Guiyuan Martial Sect’s territory. The area was a no-man’s land, unclaimed by any major sect.

As Xiao Yang approached the northern mines, he was astonished by the scene that greeted him.