Chapter 202

Chapter 202: Jiang Ting, can you be a little more sensible and stop throwing a tantrum, okay?!

Xiao Yang jumped in to save Hua Mengli.

Hua Mengli actually said something outrageous.

This really threw Xiao Yang off his game.

He could hardly handle such a stunning beauty like Hua Mengli.

He wanted to escape, but the disciples from Carefree Palace surrounded him, making the whole thing quite awkward.

You see, in both his past and present lives, aside from his junior sister, he had never been that close to another girl.

In fact, when he was with his junior sister, all they did was hold hands sometimes.

He had never been particularly intimate with his junior sister Jiang Ting throughout their lives.

Now, with over a dozen colorful young women crowding around him, he felt at a loss.

Should he push them away?

But he was worried about touching places he shouldn’t.

“What are you all doing?!”

Just when Xiao Yang was at a loss, a sharp voice rang out.

In the next moment, a figure stepped forward, pulling away the Carefree Palace maidens surrounding Xiao Yang.

“Jiang Ting?”

Xiao Yang was taken aback when he recognized the newcomer.

It was none other than his junior sister, Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting grabbed Xiao Yang’s hand and pulled him out from the circle of women.

Looking down the stairs, he saw a group of people making their way up step by step.

At the front was Jiang Qitian, the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect.

Following him were Lei Renjie, Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and Qin Fei was among them too.

At that moment, Qin Fei was shooting Xiao Yang a cold glare.

Seeing this, Hua Mengli’s expression changed, and she quickly grabbed Xiao Yang’s other hand.

“Who is this little girl? You dare to steal my man?!”

Hua Mengli shot a cold gaze at Jiang Ting.

“What did you say?!”

Jiang Ting’s face flushed with anger, “Senior Brother, who is she?”

“What she is has nothing to do with you!”

Xiao Yang directly shook Jiang Ting’s hand off.

“Senior Brother, you…”

Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang with a pained expression.

“Rebel disciple, do you dare to consort with witches from other sects?!”

Jiang Qitian stepped forward, his expression icy as he stared at Xiao Yang.

“Witch? I am Hua Mengli, the Holy Maiden of Carefree Palace.”

Hua Mengli replied coldly.

“Carefree Palace?”

Jiang Qitian’s expression grew even colder.

“Isn’t anyone from Carefree Palace a witch?”

Qin Fei stepped forward.

“Senior Brother…”

“Holy Son, big brother…”

Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan were thrilled to see Xiao Yang.

Meanwhile, Lei Renjie and Li Yunhu had varied expressions upon seeing Xiao Yang.

“Master, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want. I haven’t consorted with anyone!” Xiao Yang retorted directly.

By now, more onlookers had gathered.

“Hmph!”

Jiang Qitian glanced at Hua Mengli, said nothing, and proceeded to walk away.

He looked down on squabbling with such people; it was beneath his dignity.

Lei Renjie and the others hurried to follow him.

“Senior Brother, you’ve really disappointed me. You’re actually mixing with this witch and defying my father.” Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang in anger.

“Junior Sister, it’s normal for Senior Brother to be young and hot-blooded, unable to resist temptation.”

Qin Fei coldly looked at Xiao Yang.

“Senior Brother, you’ve fallen so low; I misjudged you.” Jiang Ting’s eyes brimmed with tears as she fixated on Hua Mengli still holding Xiao Yang’s hand.

“So what?”

Xiao Yang coldly regarded Jiang Ting.

Didn’t she want to sever ties with him? Didn’t she say she wouldn’t let him off the hook?

Now, what was she acting crazy about?

Wasn’t her gaze full of little junior brother Qin Fei?

Now that she saw him with other women, was she furious? Was she jealous?

It couldn’t be.

Wasn’t Jiang Ting in love with Qin Fei?

Xiao Yang really couldn’t understand what was going on with Jiang Ting.

His closeness with other women only aided her and her little junior brother, didn’t it?

“You little girl, does the fact that your Senior Brother likes this Holy Maiden make him fallen?”

Hua Mengli shrugged dismissively.

“You wicked woman, did you use a charm to fascinate my Senior Brother? I won’t let this go!” Jiang Ting said, ready to throw a punch at Hua Mengli.

But Xiao Yang directly stepped in front of Jiang Ting.

“Senior Brother, you’re still protecting her?”

Jiang Ting felt something slipping away from her grasp.

She sensed that her childhood friend, her Senior Brother, was gradually distancing himself from her.

This made her panic.

“Jiang Ting, can you be a little sensible and stop throwing a tantrum, okay?!” Xiao Yang shouted at Jiang Ting.

“What…”

Jiang Ting was stunned; that phrase sounded familiar.

Back when she was busy looking after little junior brother Qin Fei and Xiao Yang got jealous, she had yelled that exact phrase at him.

She could never have imagined Xiao Yang would return it word for word.

“We’re leaving!”

Saying this, Xiao Yang disregarded Jiang Ting and walked up the steps.

Hua Mengli threw a provoking look at Jiang Ting before chasing after Xiao Yang, making their way toward Yuanwu Mountain’s summit.

The Carefree Palace maidens also followed.

Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan trailed by Xiao Yang’s side.

Jiang Ting stood there dazed, a single tear dropped onto the steps, sending ripples through the tears.

Nearby, Qin Fei had a smirk on his face, enjoying the show.

He couldn’t be happier as Jiang Ting and Xiao Yang were at odds.

If he didn’t pull Xiao Yang down from the position of Sect Holy Son, when would he ever take his place?

Qin Fei schemed tirelessly against Xiao Yang, all to unseat him from the role of Sect Holy Son.

Only by becoming Sect Holy Son himself could he inherit the Qingyang Sword.

Hadn’t he endured all the humiliation and suffering at Xiao Yang’s hands just for that Qingyang Sword?

However, he never imagined Xiao Yang didn’t even care about the position of Sect Holy Son in the Qingyang Sword Sect at all.

After the Centennial Competition, Xiao Yang would completely sever ties with Qingyang Sword Sect.

“Senior Brother, how can you treat me this way…”

Jiang Ting clenched her fists, grinding her teeth.

A flood of resentment erupted from Jiang Ting’s chest.

“Senior Brother, you will definitely regret this!” Jiang Ting glared at Xiao Yang and Hua Mengli’s retreating figures, seething.

“Junior Sister, Senior Brother has indeed gone too far.” Qin Fei stirred the pot from the side.

Jiang Ting said nothing.

But Qin Fei knew this time, Jiang Ting was genuinely mad at Xiao Yang.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang couldn’t care less.

“Hey, is that Xiao’s your Senior Brother?”

At that moment, a tall woman approached Jiang Ting.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ting looked up and gasped in shock.

Although this person was a woman, she had a face full of facial hair and spoke with the voice of a bull.

“Who are you?”

Jiang Ting quickly took a step back, creating distance.

“I’m Nie Ruhua, the Senior Sister of Heguan Sect. I have a connection with your Senior Brother, so you’re out of luck, get it?”

Nie Ruhua declared and headed straight for Xiao Yang.

“You can’t… this…”

Jiang Ting was dumbfounded.

Qin Fei was also dumbfounded.

Senior Brother’s taste is truly unique; he likes this kind of thing too?

Well, in the dark, they all look the same.

Meanwhile, Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan were updating Xiao Yang about recent events.

It turned out that after Jiang Qitian took a group of disciples into the Sacred Martial Forbidden Domain, they went straight to a place to retrieve a Spiritual Herb that was growing there.

Who could have imagined that just as they had dealt with the guardian beast and secured the herb, a masked figure popped up and snatched it away.

“Senior Brother, that person’s mask looks exactly like your golden mask!”

Lin Wangchuan said to Xiao Yang.

“Oh, there’s such a thing?”

Xiao Yang feigned shock.

This was his doing.

“By the way, Senior Brother, that guy Qin Fei has already broken through to the Divine Martial Realm. You need to be careful.”

Song Qiang whispered to Xiao Yang.

“What?”

Xiao Yang was surprised to hear that Qin Fei had actually reached the Divine Martial Realm?

That’s the Divine Martial Realm, after all.

But so what?

He Xiao Yang had also broken through, right?

With his mid-stage Divine Martial Realm cultivation, Qin Fei was merely an ant in his eyes, and he had trump cards to spare.

“Big brother Holy Son, I have a secret to tell you: Little White is awake.”

Lin Wangchuan said mysteriously to Xiao Yang.

“Is that so?”

Xiao Yang was curious to see how that little monkey was doing.

Lin Wangchuan’s Little White was a purple-eyed spirit monkey.

Ever since the purple-eyed spirit monkey ate the golden core of the Golden Silken Dragon Carp King from the cold pool, it had fallen into a deep slumber.

Xiao Yang knew that little purple-eyed spirit monkey had been using the Golden Silken Dragon Carp King’s core to evolve and become stronger.

And sure enough.

Lin Wangchuan opened his waist pouch, and a snow-white furry head popped out.

This little purple-eyed spirit monkey had become smaller, its vibrant eyes shimmering with purple light.

“Little guy…”

Xiao Yang reached out to pat its little head.

“What a cute little guy! How much is it? I’ll buy it.”

Hua Mengli immediately couldn’t take her eyes off the purple-eyed spirit monkey.

“Not for sale!”

Lin Wangchuan quickly shoved the little monkey’s head back into the pouch.

They continued chatting and laughing as they climbed higher.

Several hours passed, yet the stairs ahead still seemed endless.

Aside from Xiao Yang, everyone else was utterly stunned.

The steps beneath their feet felt like they would never end.

This was precisely their test.

Most wouldn’t reach the summit of Yuanwu Mountain or ascend the Immortal Platform, let alone gain entrance to the Immortal Gate to participate in the true Centennial Competition.

Xiao Yang, however, remained completely unfazed.

After a few more hours, night fell.

They were still trudging up step by step.

At this moment, not many people remained ahead of them.

And behind them, countless young martial artists lay exhausted.

The ones who stood out were all prime candidates.

Some set up camp right on the stairs.

Others kept pressing on.

Soon, some eerie figures appeared against the dimly lit stairs.

As a man clad in a black cloak walked past Xiao Yang, he abruptly charged at him; at the same time, a cold glimmer flashed from his sleeve, and a sharp blade aimed straight for Xiao Yang’s throat.

The sudden attack from the cloaked figure was incredibly fast.

“Huh?”

Xiao Yang was taken aback.

He recognized who was coming.