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Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Qin Fei’s Pride

As the sun rose, outside Yuanlong City, within the Xiao family graveyard.

Xiao Yang glared angrily at the seven disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect surrounding him.

The seven disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect stared back at Xiao Yang with equal intensity.

In the morning light, the shadows of Xiao Yang and the seven disciples stretched long across the ground.

A faint morning mist still lingered in the graveyard, not yet dissipated.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was fuming.

These guys actually dug up the Xiao family’s ancestral grave.

What drove him insane was that they even dug up his grandfather’s grave, scattering his grandfather’s bones everywhere.

This was his grandfather!

From childhood, his grandfather was the only one who treated him well.

If it weren’t for his grandfather’s protection, he might have become a casualty of the family conflicts long ago.

He had always been frail and sickly, not favored by his parents.

Even his younger sister grew distant as she matured.

If it weren’t for his grandfather’s insistence on sending him to the Qingyang Sword Sect, there would be no Xiao Yang today.

While his grandfather was alive, he couldn’t repay his filial duties; now that his grandfather was buried, he couldn’t even rest in peace, being disturbed by these scoundrels digging up his grave, scattering his remains.

This drove Xiao Yang nearly mad.

How dare they!

They actually dared to disturb his grandfather’s grave.

This was his reverse scale, a taboo that no one should touch.

Moreover, just moments ago, his grandfather’s skull was smashed by that guy who suddenly ambushed him from the dirt pile.

That was his grandfather’s skull!

In Xiao Yang’s eyes, whether these people were true disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect or just more tricks from Qin Fei didn’t matter to him anymore, because these people all had to die!

At this moment, Xiao Yang was filled with murderous intent; the only way to quench his raging anger was with their blood.

In the graveyard, sword qi surged.

The world was engulfed in a grim atmosphere.

A morning breeze swept through, stirring the fallen leaves on the ground.

Meanwhile, on a distant low hill.

Qin Fei watched nervously as the two sides faced off in the graveyard.

This time, he had invested heavily to eliminate Xiao Yang.

The seven sword cultivators who ambushed Xiao Yang were genuine disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, and they were also members of the Demon Sect.

It’s worth noting that infiltrating the Guiyuan Martial Sect as a mole was no easy task.

The Guiyuan Martial Sect was the second largest power in the North, with a very strict recruitment process.

“You can all die!”

Xiao Yang roared, and a dazzling sword light immediately surged from him and slashed towards the seven disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect.

At the same time, the seven disciples moved as well.

Seven figures intertwined, as if an invisible force was circulating among them, perfectly blending their Sword Dao Vital Energy and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The sword lights intertwined, forming a complex and exquisite web of swords, an overwhelming pressure radiating out.

Xiao Yang’s flying sword slashed at this sword web, only to be repelled.

“Guiyuan Seven Absolute Sword Formation?”

Xiao Yang finally understood why it took seven people to attack him.

Were these guys indeed true disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect?

He found it hard to believe.

But he quickly grasped the reality.

In his past life, when the Demon Sect initiated its world-ending calamity, all the undercover agents hidden within the major sects in the North suddenly struck, severely wounding the major powers.

In his previous life, some of these undercover agents even became sect leaders in the major forces of the North.

Even now, the Demon Sect had been silent for hundreds of years, but their infiltration in the North had long been set in motion.

These seven guys were the Demon Sect’s moles.

Qin Fei, oh Qin Fei, were you really willing to go this far to kill me?

You have to know that these cult members successfully mingling into the Guiyuan Martial Sect must have paid an unthinkable price.

That middle-aged swordsman who just ambushed him from the dirt pile was a Sword Dao master at the Heavenly Martial Realm.

At this moment, within the sword formation, sword qi surged, and the sword lights whirled around Xiao Yang like lightning.

“Kill!”

The leading Sword Dao master at the Heavenly Martial Realm roared.

Seven sword lights surged like a violent storm towards Xiao Yang.

“Nine Suns Shine Upon Heaven!”

Xiao Yang unleashed the strongest killing move of the Qingyang Sword Technique.

In the next moment, nine clusters of sword light burst from him, directly forcing open the incoming sword net.

The nine clusters of sword light were dazzling, shining with brilliance like divine suns.

Countless intensely sharp sword beams erupted from the nine clusters, clashing wildly with the web of swords from the Guiyuan Seven Absolute Sword Formation, producing a cacophony of metallic sounds.

The Xiao family graveyard was instantly filled with dust and debris, the sun and moon obscured.

The explosive sword qi sent trees crashing down from above.

With every clash of sword light, an ear-splitting clang echoed as the spiritual energy of nature was rapidly drained from the surroundings and drawn into the formation.

“Seven Swords Unite!”

The leading Sword Dao master roared, launching himself into the sky as the seven sword lights instantly converged.

A massive sword, over dozens of meters long, appeared in the Sword Dao master’s hand.

The power emanating from the giant sword seemed capable of piercing the heavens and splitting the stars.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, the colors of the world faded, leaving only that giant sword as the sole focus in the universe.

“This is the power of the Guiyuan Seven Absolute Sword Formation?”

Xiao Yang’s heart trembled.

At this moment, on the distant low hill, Qin Fei’s expression twisted into one of savagery.

“Xiao Yang, this time you will die for sure!”

Qin Fei sneered, his eyes fixed on the figure beneath the giant sword.

“Kill!”

With a furious shout, the giant sword came crashing down on Xiao Yang.

It was as if heaven and earth were being split in two by this strike.

An utterly terrifying sword qi surged forth, shattering everything in its path—flowers, grass, trees, and rocks disintegrated upon contact.

The sword qi swept across the ground, leaving long slashes behind.

Among the Nine Absolutes of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, the sword was also one of the absolute arts.

The sword inheritance of the Guiyuan Martial Sect was not weaker than that of other sword schools.

The might of the Guiyuan Seven Absolute Sword Formation was enough to move even Xiao Yang.

“Ninety Suns Unite!”

Xiao Yang couldn’t afford to be careless; he gathered sword light above his head, transforming it into a magnificent sword rainbow that shot up into the sky to meet the descending giant sword.

“Clang!”

The void trembled; the sound of colliding sword lights reverberated through the air, drowning out all other sounds.

It was the sound of sword qi tearing through the void.

Xiao Yang blocked the terrifying strike from above.

His feet sank directly into the ground, lower legs buried in soil.

Six figures soared into the air, each extending their right palms to strike at the Heavenly Martial Realm Sword Dao master.

The powers of the seven converged in an instant.

“Buzz!”

The enormous sword light in the sky emitted a ringing sound, gradually pressing down on the sword light above Xiao Yang’s head.

Xiao Yang felt a weight settling upon him as the enormous sword pressed down like a massive mountain.

He found it hard to withstand.

Now, he was fully channeling the Qingyang Sword Technique, wielding the mid-level power of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

He was utilizing the Futu Cangjian Technique to conceal his true strength, and even formidable beings of the Divine Martial Realm could not perceive his real capability.

Could it be that he could no longer hide his cultivation today?

“Haha, Xiao Yang, you can’t withstand this! You’ll die, and I’ll soon take your place as the Sect Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Everything that belongs to you will become mine!”

On the low hill, Qin Fei laughed smugly.


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

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

Status: Ongoing
The world only knows that Xiao Yang and Qin Fei fought over the position of Sect Master of the Azure Sun Sword Sect for a thousand years. Yet, only Xiao Yang truly understands just how despicable, shameless, insidious, and ruthless Qin Fei is. Why? Because Qin Fei is the young master of the Demonic Sect, a spy planted by them. However, no one, not even his master, parents, junior martial sister, younger sister, or any of his fellow disciples, believed Xiao Yang. Everyone chose to believe Qin Fei. Everyone condemned Xiao Yang, claiming he was jealous of Qin Fei, accusing him of slandering and framing Qin Fei. Qin Fei was simply too good at pretending. He feigned a pitiful background, acted weak, and staged being bullied, gaining people’s pity, sympathy, and protection. With his innate Dao physique, he was hailed as the chosen one of the heavens. Fine, in this second life, Xiao Yang resolved to show the world how this so-called “chosen one” would massacre the Azure Sun Sword Sect, use the blood of cultivators across the world to break the seal of the Abyss of Demons, and plunge the entire world into a living hell for the demon race!

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