Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Little Junior Sister Panics

On top of Yuanwu Mountain, the bell that hadn’t sounded for sixty years finally rang again.

In the northern region of Yuanwu Continent, the once-in-sixty-years Jiazi Grand Competition had officially begun.

With the sound of the bell, the entire Yuanwu Mountain awakened.

Countless formations surged forth.

Steps appeared from the mountain gate to the peak, pointing in all four directions.

The entire Yuanwu Mountain was brimming with spiritual energy.

At the summit, celestial light swirled.

That celestial light could be seen even from miles away.

At that moment, numerous martial artists gathered from all directions towards Yuanwu Mountain.

Except for those from Fuyiao Sword Sect.

Because they had already entered the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.

This was the privilege of the first force in the northern region.

The sect that secured first place in the Jiazi Grand Competition qualified to enter the Yuanwu Immortal Domain to cultivate.

Xiao Yang had participated in the Jiazi Grand Competition once in his past life.

But even when the bell rang at the peak of Yuanwu Mountain, he still felt a bit nervous.

The moment that would change his fate had finally arrived.

This was his opportunity to completely sever ties with Qingyang Sword Sect and the Xiao family.

As long as he secured first place in the Jiazi Grand Competition, he would fulfill his wishes.

However, if he failed to clinch the top spot, he’d probably still be entangled with Qingyang Sword Sect and the Xiao family.

He really didn’t want to mess with those people anymore.

He wanted to keep his distance from them.

In his previous life, they had caused him endless suffering.

Having been given a second chance, how could he let those people mess with him again?

That was absolutely impossible.

Little junior sister, soon enough, I won’t be your senior brother anymore.

Master, in this life, I refuse to be your pawn again.

Parents, little sister, do you still want to suck my blood? Dream on!

And you, Qin Fei, you lying Demon Sect rat, you want to be the Sect Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect? I’ll let you have a shot at it.

I’m really curious to see how you plan to bring Qingyang Sword Sect to its doom.

In this life, I’m not playing your game.

The bell on top of Yuanwu Mountain would ring nine times.

The bell continued to toll.

Each chime struck the heart like the evening drum or morning bell.

Xiao Yang didn’t accept Liu Qingyun’s sect seal or that flashy sect outfit.

He wasn’t falling for Liu Qingyun’s tricks.

If he accepted the sect seal and that outfit, he’d be taking up the burden of revitalizing Qingyun Sect on Liu Qingyun’s shoulders.

And Liu Qingyun would be off the hook.

Eventually, Liu Qingyun didn’t wear that celestial robe meant only for the Sect Leader.

He was genuinely afraid of being robbed.

By noon, the ringing of the bell from Yuanwu Mountain finally stopped.

Xiao Yang and the others had finished their preparations.

They left the Carefree Inn.

“Rebellious son, you still haven’t come over here?”

As soon as Xiao Yang stepped out of the inn, he ran into his father, mother, and younger sister.

Xiao Zhenshan saw Xiao Yang and ordered him over.

But Xiao Yang completely ignored him.

“Senior Brother, let’s go together!”

A voice rang out from his little junior sister, Jiang Ting.

Xiao Yang looked up and saw a group coming from the City Lord’s Mansion.

Leading them was none other than Jiang Qitian, the Sect Leader of Qingyang Sword Sect, dressed in celestial robes.

Following behind Jiang Qitian were those talented disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect participating in the Jiazi Grand Competition.

Qin Fei, with a head of white hair, was particularly eye-catching in this group.

Qin Fei was closely following little junior sister Jiang Ting’s side.

At this moment, Jiang Ting, Qin Fei, Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Yun Qianxue, Ye Qingyao, Song Qiang, Lin Wangchuan, Qi Xuan, along with Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran, were all clad in Qingyang battle attire.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang was still in his usual clothes.

Xiao Yang walked up to Jiang Qitian.

“Master, do you remember our bet?”

Xiao Yang said.

“Humph!”

Hearing this, Jiang Qitian immediately got a bit angry, “Rebellious disciple, let’s talk about that after you win first place in the Jiazi Grand Competition!”

Everyone was shocked by this.

Senior Brother actually had a bet with Master?

Senior Brother actually wanted to win first place in the Jiazi Grand Competition?

How could that be possible?

A cold smile appeared on Qin Fei’s face.

Xiao Yang really thought he could win first in the Jiazi Grand Competition?

Qin Fei shot a cold glance at Xiao Yang, thinking that as long as he, Qin Fei, was around, Xiao Yang would definitely not snag first place.

People were very curious about the bet between Xiao Yang and Jiang Qitian.

“Senior Brother, what kind of bet do you have with my dad?” Jiang Ting stepped forward, asking curiously.

Everyone perked up their ears.

Xiao Yang ignored Jiang Ting and turned to leave.

“You rebellious son, that’s absolutely outrageous!”

Xiao Zhenshan’s enraged voice came from behind.

Xiao Yang paid them no heed and walked straight toward the city gate.

Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er quickly chased after him.

“This rebellious son has really lost all sense of authority,” Xiao Zhenshan gritted his teeth.

Jiang Ting, who had been ignored by Xiao Yang, stood in place, stunned.

She felt a sense of panic.

She had a bad premonition.

Xiao Yang had never taken this long to appease her.

Plus, Xiao Yang had hit her for the first time in the sect match.

That had never happened before.

Could it be that Senior Brother really didn’t like her anymore?

As this thought crossed her mind, she became even more anxious.

No way.

Absolutely impossible.

How could Senior Brother not like her?

That was absolutely out of the question.

But Jiang Ting felt her confidence waning.

What if Senior Brother really didn’t like her anymore? What should she do then?

“What’s wrong, little junior sister?” Qin Fei’s voice rang in Jiang Ting’s ears.

“Ah, it’s nothing, let’s go!” Jiang Ting came back to her senses and saw that everyone had already started moving.

At this moment, most martial artists in Nine Heavens City had already left.

The entire Nine Heavens City appeared somewhat desolate.

The team from Shifang Qimen had long since set out for the Jiazi Grand Competition.

Li Fan Yin, the Senior Sister of Shifang Qimen, wouldn’t dare to go to Yuanwu Mountain even if her father, Li Gaitian, was uninjured and not in secluded cultivation.

Because Li Gaitian had practiced demonic arts.

If he went to Yuanwu Mountain, he wouldn’t be able to hide his identity as a Demon Sect mole.

Once Xiao Yang and the others left Nine Heavens City, he grabbed Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er with one hand, launching into the sky toward Yuanwu Mountain.

Jiang Qitian and Transmission Elder Cang Xiao also took action, bringing along Li Yunhu, Ye Qingyao, Yun Qianxue, Fang Ritian, Chu Haoran, Qi Xuan, Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and soared into the sky.

Jiang Ting, Lei Renjie, being masters of Sword Dao in the Heavenly Martial Realm, could fly on their swords.

Qin Fei, having nearly reached the Divine Martial Realm, was also with them.

The three of them soared into the air, chasing after Jiang Qitian and Elder Cang Xiao.

At this time, countless streaks of light surged from all directions toward Yuanwu Mountain, three thousand miles away.

However, these streaks of light fell directly from the sky and landed on the ground when they got within three thousand miles of Yuanwu Mountain.

After flying through the sky for a thousand years, Xiao Yang finally landed.

Before him stood an enormous stone wall towering several zhang high.

On the stone tablet was a large character for “Martial.”

At that moment, streaks of light fell from the sky, landing right in front of the “Martial” stone tablet.