Chapter 169

Chapter 169: The Heart of Ten Thousand Poisons, Nine Lives, Qin Fei, You Deserve It!

Having lived again, Xiao Yang had long seen through his Master, Jiang Qitian.

Who would have thought that the dignified leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect was actually a hypocritical scoundrel?

Xiao Yang knew that Jiang Qitian had a Wanling Pill in his possession.

Because in his previous life, Jiang Qitian was poisoned by the Demon Sect’s Jue Xian Dan, which was supposed to be a death sentence.

This Jue Xian Dan, along with the Nine Absolute Ice Soul, was one of the three most lethal poisons in the world.

With the Jue Xian poison coursing through him, Jiang Qitian was as good as dead.

But who would have imagined that Jiang Qitian would pull out a pill and swallow it?

And then, he was just fine.

Xiao Yang later discovered that the antidote Jiang Qitian consumed was actually the legendary Wanling Pill.

Only the fabled Wanling Pill could counteract the strange poisons of the world.

Xiao Yang had long suspected that Jiang Qitian would never use the Wanling Pill to save Qin Fei.

As he had guessed, Jiang Qitian not only refused to use the Wanling Pill to save Qin Fei but also wanted Qin Fei to take the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill.

On the surface, Jiang Qitian appeared righteous and virtuous, but in reality, he was selfish and self-serving.

In his previous life, Xiao Yang had been deeply betrayed by Jiang Qitian.

But in this life, the tables had turned, and it was now his turn to scheme against you, Jiang Qitian.

Weren’t you the one who had high hopes for Qin Fei in the last life?

Didn’t you want Qin Fei to be your son-in-law back then?

Alright, I’ll just make Qin Fei a eunuch.

Now, do you still want this eunuch to be your son-in-law, Jiang Qitian?

Xiao Yang watched as Jiang Qitian forced Qin Fei to take the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill, and his heart felt so good.

What a satisfying sight it was.

“Little Junior Brother, you must hang in there! You absolutely can’t die!”

Jiang Ting looked at Qin Fei with tear-filled eyes.

“Senior Sister, for you, I will definitely survive,”

Qin Fei grasped Jiang Ting’s hand, gazing at her with deep affection.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

What a perfect pair of scoundrels, not even hiding their feelings in public.

“Little Junior Brother, don’t give up!”

“Little Junior Brother, you can make it!”

The disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect all rallied to encourage Qin Fei.

“Xiao Fei, I believe you can do it!”

Xiao Zhenshan spoke with a grave expression.

“Xiao Fei, once you recover, I’ll make you your favorite braised pork.”

Chen Ruolan said with red eyes.

“Brother Xiao Fei, you have to survive, remember you promised to help me find a suitable spirit weapon.”

Xiao Yue’s eyes were also red.

On the side, Xiao Yang felt a chill in his heart seeing this scene. These were his parents and sister, yet they treated this adopted son, Qin Fei, so well.

They had never once shown him a kind face.

Only when he lacked cultivation resources did they remember him.

And if this adopted son, Qin Fei, lacked any resources, they were the first to deliver them to him.

In his previous life, they were the ones who drained his blood to nurture this adopted son, Qin Fei.

Xiao Yang now found this utterly ironic.

And it was ridiculous as well.

Having lived again, he was determined to distance himself from these people.

Do they still want to suck my blood?

In your dreams!

After the Grand Competition, he would no longer be a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect or a member of the Xiao family.

Four more days to go.

With that thought, Xiao Yang turned to Qin Fei and said, “Little Junior Brother, you must fight to survive; you’ll be relying on him later.”

“What?”

Qin Fei was taken aback by the remark.

“You ungrateful brat, what are you saying? Get out!”

Xiao Zhenshan barked in anger.

“Do you think this is Yuanlong City? What gives you the right to tell me to get out?”

Xiao Yang retorted angrily.

“You ungrateful wretch, you think you’re strong now to speak back to your father!”

Xiao Zhenshan was about to scold Xiao Yang further when—

“Ahhhhhhh…”

At that moment, Qin Fei suddenly started convulsing.

“Quick, take him to the quiet room!”

Ning Shu quickly ordered.

The crowd scrambled to carry Qin Fei into the quiet room of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Jiang Qitian personally guarded the quiet room.

Though Qin Fei had already castrated himself, he did possess an Innate Dao Body, one of the most formidable cultivation physiques in the cultivation world.

Jiang Qitian still held Qin Fei in high regard.

He didn’t want Qin Fei to die just like that.

Besides, while the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill was indeed a deadly poison, it also had a redeeming feature: if Qin Fei could endure it, his powers would massively surge.

Qin Fei had already mastered Heavenly Martial Realm.

If he could survive, his cultivation would likely break through to the peak of Heavenly Martial Realm.

Then Jiang Qitian would have another powerful disciple.

Of course, this depended on whether Qin Fei could survive.

This was the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill after all, and whether Qin Fei could make it was truly uncertain.

Piercing screams echoed from within the quiet room.

Everyone outside was nervously on edge.

Especially Jiang Ting, who was restless.

Other disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect were equally worried.

Xiao Zhenshan and his wife, along with Xiao Yue, were anxiously concerned.

If Qin Fei could withstand this, his cultivation would greatly increase.

For the Xiao family, this was undoubtedly a good thing.

From then on, the Xiao family would have two swordsmanship prodigies.

The Xiao family could then lean on the support of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Who would dare to move against the Xiao family then?

Xiao Zhenshan harbored significant ambitions; he wasn’t content with the Xiao family being just a second-tier cultivation family.

He wanted the Xiao family to rise to greater heights.

Xiao Yang leaned against a pillar, coldly watching these people.

“Xiao Brother, you needn’t worry. With Jiang Sect Leader inside, he will surely ensure your little junior brother’s survival,”

Ning Shu approached Xiao Yang and said.

“I’m not worried about him; I just want to watch the show,”

Xiao Yang chuckled.

“Uh, this…”

Ning Shu was momentarily taken aback. She had heard some rumors about Xiao Yang, Qin Fei, and Junior Sister Jiang Ting.

Now it seemed those rumors weren’t without basis.

“If he dies, it’s all over. If he lives, then things will get interesting,”

Xiao Yang said, smirking as he gazed at the locked door of the quiet room.

The heart of ten thousand poisons, nine lives, Qin Fei, you deserve it!

“What?”

Ning Shu had no clue what Xiao Yang was implying.

Just as Xiao Yang was about to look away, he noticed Jiang Ting was watching him and Ning Shu.

He sensed something odd in her gaze.

“Time to go!”

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly, turned, and walked away.

“Senior Brother…”

Song Qiang approached.

“Holy Son, big brother…”

Lin Wangchuan also came over.

“Stop following me. We’ll meet at the Wong Xian Platform on the day of the Grand Competition!”

Xiao Yang waved his sleeve and took a step, disappearing instantly from the spot.

“Holy Son…”

The Transmission Elder wanted to say something but hesitated.

Li Fan Yin observed everything, deep in thought.

Xiao Yang left, while Xiao Zhenshan and the others remained silent.

Qin Fei was at the turning point of life and death.

Yet Xiao Yang just walked away like that.

To the other disciples, it seemed Xiao Yang was a bit uncaring about brotherly bonds.

But Xiao Yang didn’t care.

Because after the Grand Competition, he would leave the Qingyang Sword Sect.

These people would no longer be his junior brothers or sisters.

As for Yuanlong City’s Xiao family, that was irrelevant to him.

From now on, the Xiao family would only rely on Qin Fei.

Of course, Qin Fei’s feelings towards the Xiao family were certainly not genuine.

Having lived again, Xiao Yang had seen through everything.

This person was cunning, insidious, and ruthless.

He was curious to see what would become of the Qingyang Sword Sect and Yuanlong City’s Xiao family without him, Xiao Yang.

If they knew Qin Fei’s true character, would they regret it to their core?

Xiao Yang left the City Lord’s Mansion.

At this moment, the City Lord was in seclusion, and the City Lord’s daughter, Li Fan Yin, held dominion over everything.

Right now, Nine Heavens City was under strict martial law.

The city’s defense array was operational around the clock.

The Demon Sect was up to no good, and Shifang Qimen had to stay vigilant.

And Li Fan Yin had no idea that her father was an undercover operative for the Demon Sect.

At this moment, Nine Heavens City was a chaotic mix.

No one knew where the remnants of the Demon Sect were hiding.

However, Li Fan Yin and her group were acutely aware that there must be numerous remnants of the Demon Sect lurking within Nine Heavens City.

Otherwise, Xiao Yang wouldn’t have continuously been attacked by these remnants.

The remnants of the Demon Sect were simply too audacious.

Nine Heavens City was the second mountain gate of Shifang Qimen, incredibly important.

That these remnants attacked Xiao Yang within Nine Heavens City was essentially a flagrant disregard for Shifang Qimen!

Especially at such a sensitive time, just prior to the Grand Competition.

Wasn’t that slapping Shifang Qimen in the face?

Xiao Yang exited the City Lord’s Mansion and strolled down the street.

The streets were bustling with people, and Nine Heavens City’s soldiers were patrolling.

Suddenly, a loud commotion erupted ahead.

Many people were gathered around, watching the spectacle.

As Xiao Yang walked over, he saw two individuals tied up and about to be taken away by the soldiers of Nine Heavens City.

“Old geezer, how dare you impersonate Elder Lei of Qingyang Sword Sect?”

A middle-aged man in black armor looked at the elder with a mocking expression.

“And you, claiming to be the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect Xiao Yang? Why not just say you’re a celestial being?”

The middle-aged man sneered.

Xiao Yang in the crowd spotted the two individuals and couldn’t help but facepalm.

That’s right, one of them was Liu Qingyun, and the other was his prized disciple, Ling Xian’er.

These two actually dared to flaunt their deception in Nine Heavens City.

Ling Xian’er was dressed as a boy, pretending to be him, the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect.

“How outrageous! Do you even know who I am? Do you even know who he is? You dare to bind us? You will regret it!”

Liu Qingyun shouted loudly.

“Old man, if you keep screaming, I’ll cut out your tongue.”

The middle-aged soldier pointed at Liu Qingyun, fuming.

This guy was a guard of Nine Heavens City, possessing the initial stage of Heavenly Martial Realm.

Liu Qingyun’s cultivation was only at the peak of Divine Ability Realm.

In the guard’s eyes, Liu Qingyun and his disciple were nothing more than ants.

“How dare you!”

Liu Qingyun shouted back.

“Take them away, throw them into the black prison.”

The guard coldly ordered.

“I told you old man, I said to leave this place, but you wouldn’t listen. Now look, you’ve messed me up badly.”

Ling Xian’er pouted, annoyed.

“What’s the use of saying that now?”

Liu Qingyun grumbled.

The soldiers immediately started to drag the two away.

At that moment, Liu Qingyun spotted Xiao Yang in the crowd.

“Haha…”

Liu Qingyun suddenly burst out laughing.

“This old geezer must have lost his marbles?”

The surrounding crowd was taken aback by Liu Qingyun’s outburst.

“Getting caught by the city guards and dragged into the black prison—who wouldn’t lose their mind?”

“Yeah, that’s the black prison!”

The people murmured.

“Son-in-law, save me! Son-in-law, your husband is here…”

Liu Qingyun shouted toward Xiao Yang.