Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Should Senior Brothers and Sisters Hold Hands, Embrace, or What?

Xiao Yang was actually dead.

Everyone was stunned.

The people of the Qingyang Sword Sect were particularly heartbroken; after all, he was their Senior Brother and their Sect Holy Son.

The Transmission Elder was so furious that he nearly fainted, swaying dangerously.

“Our Qingyang Sword Sect will never coexist with the Demon Sect!”

The Transmission Elder gritted his teeth and growled.

The God of Blade Huang Tian and Luo Xuan, the head of the Luo family, exchanged glances. They had their own vendetta against the Demon Sect.

“This ungrateful child is dead…”

Xiao Zhenshan looked utterly despondent, shaking all over with grief.

Just when everyone was about to offer comfort.

“Who’s going to provide our Xiao family with cultivation resources now?!”

Xiao Zhenshan howled.

“…”

Everyone exchanged glances. His own son had just died, and his main concern was that no one would supply their Xiao family with cultivation resources.

“Yang’er, you’re dead. What about our Xiao family’s huge expenses?”

Chen Ruolan lamented.

“Big Brother… You’re dead, who’s going to prepare my dowry?”

Xiao Yue cried while speaking.

“This family…”

Li Fan Yin and the others were left speechless.

Did this whole family just suck the blood out of Xiao Yang?

He’s dead, and yet his relatives didn’t seem as mournful as one would expect; rather, they were worried about their cultivation resources drying up.

Li Fan Yin couldn’t help but feel sorry for Xiao Yang.

“Senior Brother, why did you have to die? Heaven truly envies talent. Foster father, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you all. I’ll provide you with cultivation resources in the future.”

Qin Fei pretended to be sad as he said this.

Uninformed bystanders might think he had a profound brotherly bond with Xiao Yang.

“Good thing we still have Xiao Fei…”

“Xiao Fei, we’ll rely on you from now on.”

“Brother Xiao Fei, you’re my real brother from now on.”

Xiao Zhenshan, Chen Ruolan, and even Xiao Yue all believed Qin Fei would genuinely take care of them.

Especially Xiao Zhenshan, who was internally proud, thinking how right he was to have taken Qin Fei as a foster son back in the day.

Qin Fei looked at them, a barely noticeable cold glimmer flashing in his eyes.

Now that Xiao Yang was dead, they had become worthless.

Don’t worry, I’ll send you all off soon enough so you can reunite in the underworld.

He wanted to wipe out the Xiao family of Yuanlong City, and that was a piece of cake for him.

His flattery towards the Xiao family, even calling Xiao Zhenshan his foster father, had one goal: to use them against Xiao Yang.

If it weren’t for needing to deal with Xiao Yang, Qin Fei wouldn’t have even glanced at these people.

With Xiao Yang dead, the Qingyang Sword Sect would be his.

Though Qin Fei feigned overwhelming grief, he was actually thrilled inside.

He believed that before long, he would sit in the position of Sect Holy Son, inherit the Qingyang Sword Sect’s legacy, and ultimately obtain the Qingyang Sword, along with the other two divine swords. Then he’d be able to unlock the Demon Abyss seal and let the Demon Race into the human world.

An achievement that no one has accomplished over countless ages was about to be fulfilled by him.

Eventually, the demons would descend upon the world, and he, Qin Fei, would become the sovereign of this realm.

“Senior Brother… what will I do with you dead?!”

At that moment, Jiang Ting lay on Xiao Yang, crying uncontrollably, her tears soaking his chest.

“Get off me!”

Lin Wangchuan stepped forward and yanked Jiang Ting away, pointing a finger at her as he scolded, “When Sect Holy Brother was alive, why didn’t you treat him better? Why’d you have to get so close to that Qin Fei guy? Now that he’s dead, you have no right to cry!”

“I was only being brotherly with my Junior Brother…”

Jiang Ting tried to explain.

“Shut up! Brother-sister bond? Brother-sister bond means what? Holding hands? Hugging? Don’t make me sick!”

Lin Wangchuan roared.

Xiao Yang’s death had turned this lively, cheerful person to mourning.

He had never liked Qin Fei and Jiang Ting together.

“Um…”

Jiang Ting was left speechless by Lin Wangchuan’s reprimand.

“Big Brother…”

Lin Wangchuan looked at Xiao Yang’s body, crying loudly.

“Senior Brother…”

Song Qiang stepped forward, clenching his fists and reddening his eyes as he looked at Xiao Yang.

He was a simple-minded fellow who didn’t speak much or socialize well.

His relationships with the other brothers weren’t great.

Only Senior Brother Xiao Yang treated him well, often guiding his cultivation.

Such a good person, how could he be dead?

“Let’s carry Senior Brother back to Nine Heavens City first!”

Lei Renjie said.

“Straight back to the sect!”

The Transmission Elder replied solemnly.

The fall of a Sect Holy Son was a catastrophe for the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Everyone was stunned by the statement but quickly remembered something.

The Sect Holy Son, when fallen, had to be buried in the sect’s ancestral grave.

If Sect Leader Jiang Qitian found out that the Sect Holy Son had perished, he might very well go insane.

With the great competition just around the corner, Xiao Yang died at this time. What would happen to the competition?

He had defeated the Holy Maiden of Fuyiao Sword Sect, Li Xingyao, after all.

The Qingyang Sword Sect was certainly the dark horse in this competition.

Now that Xiao Yang was dead, who among them could rival Li Xingyao?

If Qingyang Sword Sect were to be kicked out of the top ten in this competition, it would spell disaster for them.

Just imagining Jiang Qitian’s crazed reaction made the Transmission Elder feel uneasy.

Of course, Xiao Yang was not dead.

He was in a mysteriously profound state.

His aura had vanished, but his consciousness remained exceedingly clear.

He was like a transparent person, able to clearly “see” everyone’s expressions around him.

His parents and sister made his heart chill.

Jiang Ting annoyed him.

Why couldn’t she just go cry somewhere else instead of lying on him to cry?

In his previous life, whenever Jiang Ting cried, his heart would shatter, and he would do everything to comfort her.

But now, even if Jiang Ting cried in front of him, it wouldn’t hurt his heart one bit.

A delayed affection is worse than weeds.

In this new life, he, Xiao Yang, would not look back.

By “dying” once, he had seen through everyone’s true nature.

Even his family, when he “died,” seemed more concerned about their cultivation resources than anything else.

He had always known his parents had disliked him since childhood, but he never expected that on his “death,” they wouldn’t seem too heartbroken at all.

After all, he was their own flesh and blood.

As for Qin Fei, that guy would be delighted to see him dead so he could climb higher in status.

This kidnapping was orchestrated by Qin Fei himself.

As for Jiang Ting, even though she cried buckets, did she truly like him?

Not necessarily.

Perhaps her tears were just for losing someone she could manipulate.

And with regards to the Transmission Elder, and Lei Renjie, it didn’t seem like his death was too bad for them.

As for Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan, they genuinely mourned.

“Let’s at least carry Senior Brother away!”

Qin Fei stated, stepping forward, reaching out towards Xiao Yang.

Just as his hand was about to touch Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang suddenly opened his eyes wide.

“…”

Qin Fei was so shocked that he nearly lost his soul, freezing in place.

How is this possible?!

Qin Fei was utterly bewildered.

“Why did Senior Brother suddenly open his eyes? Is he refusing to die?!”

Lin Wangchuan shouted in astonishment.

“Opened his eyes?”

“Back from the dead?”

Everyone nearby gathered around in shock.

They were all dumbfounded.