Chapter 23

“Chapter 23: The Shocking Scam”

On the Sword Platform, Xiao Yang was fully channeling the Futian Sword Technique, determined to tame the divine sword before him.

His Sword Intent erupted at level ten once again.

The Qingyang Sword implanted in the Sword Platform began to tremble uneasily.

The divine sword had a spirit; it was afraid.

Futian Sword Technique could suppress all swords under heaven.

Once my sword is drawn, all swords must bow.

Xiao Yang’s hands, gripping the sword hilt, radiated Sword Intent that intertwined with the sword itself.

However, a force emanating from the Qingyang Sword blocked the Sword Intent from merging into the sword body.

“There are imprints left by other Sword Art masters on the sword?”

Xiao Yang sensed the power radiating from the sword and couldn’t help but be taken aback.

So that’s how it is.

To draw the Qingyang Sword, one must first gain its recognition.

“Why should I, Xiao Yang, need a mere sword to recognize me?”

His gaze turned sharp in an instant.

In the next moment, a powerful wave of Futian Sword Intent surged from his hands, breaking through the force surrounding the Qingyang Sword.

The Futian Sword Intent penetrated seamlessly into the sword body.

Suddenly, a True Sun imprint emerged on the sword body.

The True Sun imprint released a massive True Sun Sword Intent that clashed with Xiao Yang’s Futian Sword Intent.

“This is absurd!”

Xiao Yang was furious; in his past life, when Qin Fei drew the sword, there was definitely some trickery involved.

In his previous life, when Qin Fei pulled out the Qingyang Sword in front of everyone, he distinctly sensed an unusual fluctuation of Sword Intent from Qin Fei.

Now he realized that the Sword Intent fluctuation coming from Qin Fei matched exactly with the Sword Intent of the Qingyang Sword.

“Damn it!”

Xiao Yang finally understood.

The reason Qin Fei could draw the Qingyang Sword in his past life was that he had something on him that resonated with the sword’s intent.

It was that item that earned Qin Fei the sword’s acknowledgment.

“I can tame the heavens with a sword, what’s a mere sword instrument to me?”

Xiao Yang fully activated the Futian Sword Technique.

Quickly, the True Sun Sword Intent erupting from the Qingyang Sword was suppressed by his Futian Sword Intent.

The True Sun imprint faded into the body of the sword.

The Qingyang Sword was the sword of the founding ancestor of the Qingyang Sword Sect, existing for countless ages.

The True Sun Sword Intent embedded in that imprint had gradually weakened over time.

By now, the sword intent gathered in the Qingyang imprint could hardly withstand Xiao Yang’s level ten Futian Sword Intent.

“Roar!”

Xiao Yang shouted, and the Qingyang Sword, inserted in the Sword Platform, began to move little by little.

“Good…”

Below the Sword Platform, the sword-guarding elder was getting overly excited.

Just as Xiao Yang was about to draw the Qingyang Sword, he suddenly stopped.

“Why should I draw this sword now?”

Xiao Yang thought, why not wait until Qin Fei draws the sword and expose his secret in front of everyone, let Qin Fei taste the shame of public humiliation, and the disdain of the masses?

In the previous life, the Qingyang Sword Sect held a grand sword-drawing ceremony for Qin Fei, inviting all major powers from the Northern Region to watch.

At that time, all the big names from the North showed up; it was unmatched.

Thinking back to that scene, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but clench his fists, a surge of fury shooting straight to his brain.

In his past life, he was so foolish.

He didn’t realize that the sword-drawing ceremony was specifically orchestrated by Jiang Qitian to establish Qin Fei’s reputation.

He had competed foolishly with Qin Fei to see who could draw the treasure of the Qingyang Sword Sect first.

Now it felt terrifying upon contemplation!

It turned out everything was preordained.

The so-called sword-drawing ceremony, fair competition, was all just a facade for outsiders; the outcome was already decided.

He had become a stepping stone for Qin Fei, the joke of everyone.

Qin Fei stood triumphantly on the Sword Platform, holding the Qingyang Sword high, basking in countless praises and admiration, throwing him scornful and dismissive looks, that scene flashed vividly in his mind.

Master, oh Master, I never thought you could treat me this way.

It’s truly heart-wrenching.

He never dreamed that his master was such a hypocrite.

Who would have thought that the esteemed leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect, outwardly preaching righteousness and morality, was so despicable behind the scenes?

This time, I, Xiao Yang, will never let you have an easy time.

With that thought, he relaxed his grip, and the Qingyang Sword dropped straight down, reattaching itself to the Sword Platform.

“Wait… kid, you were so close! Why did you let go?”

Below the Sword Platform, the sword-guarding elder was going wild.

Xiao Yang took a step down from the Sword Platform.

“Kid, you were so close… you almost drew the Qingyang Sword…”

The sword-guarding elder sighed deeply; it was even more painful than failing to draw the sword himself.

“Old ancestor, maybe you should open your eyes a bit.”

Xiao Yang sighed as he looked at the sword-guarding elder.

It seemed he wasn’t aware of the secret of drawing the sword.

He had also been played badly by Jiang Qitian.

The sword-guarding elder was a pitiful person too!

No, wait, if the sword-guarding elder didn’t know the secret, could it mean…?

Xiao Yang suddenly realized a serious issue.

“Wow…”

Xiao Yang’s face changed, thinking back on it was truly horrifying!

This was a scam, and a scam that had existed for countless ages.

Why is this happening?

What could possibly be the reason?

Even with Xiao Yang living through this once more, he was astonished.

The Qingyang Sword Sect had a legacy that spanned countless years in the Northern Region.

This was an ancient scam!

Xiao Yang suddenly realized he had uncovered a shocking secret of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

“What do you mean open your eyes? Kid, why are you dazed? Hurry up and try again!”

The sword-guarding elder urged impatiently, completely oblivious to his own plight, foolishly guarding this old sword.

“Oh well, I’ve been in here for over three months; it’s about time to go out and take a look.”

Xiao Yang stated nonchalantly.

“You want to go out? Who will play with me when you leave?”

The sword-guarding elder grew anxious.

He was bored stiff alone here but couldn’t leave the Secret Realm.

“How about I skip the century competition and stay here to drink with you and practice swordsmanship?”

Xiao Yang suggested helplessly.

“This…”

The sword-guarding elder fell silent; the century competition was absolutely a no-go.

After all, it concerned the fate of the entire Qingyang Sword Sect.

Additionally, Xiao Yang was undoubtedly the dark horse of this century competition.

If he could achieve a good rank, the Qingyang Sword Sect would gain more resources for cultivation.

If he were to win first, the Qingyang Sword Sect would soar and become the number one sect in the Northern Region, having unimaginable resources for cultivation.

For at least sixty years, they wouldn’t have to worry about cultivation resources.

Most importantly, the Qingyang Sword Sect could use those sixty years to cultivate numerous talents and significantly boost their power.

In the next century competition, they could then sweep all forces and remain steadfast in their position as the number one sect of the Northern Region.

Wasn’t the rise of the Fuyiao Sword Sect just like this?

“Let’s go, let’s go…”

The sword-guarding elder, unable to contain his impatience, directly sat cross-legged under the Sword Platform, no longer paying any attention to Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang chuckled; he didn’t pack anything and headed straight for the exit of the Secret Realm.

Because he planned to return.

…

“Brother, you finally came out…”

As soon as Xiao Yang emerged from the Secret Realm and returned to the Saint Son’s Residence, before he could even warm his seat, his younger sister Xiao Yue came looking for him.