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Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Senior Brother, Don’t Misunderstand, There’s Really Nothing Between Me and Junior Brother

“Dingling!”

A clear bell chimed as a girl dressed in green walked out from the Nine Heavy Barriers.

The crowd was taken aback by this scene.

She was a delicate-looking girl, her bright eyes seemingly filled with the brilliance of the stars and the ocean, sparkling with wisdom and curiosity.

In her gaze, there was both the innocence of a young girl and an intelligence that went beyond her years.

At this moment, she looked at Ye Feiyang, who was slumped on the ground, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but let a slight smile break through upon seeing her.

Ye Ling’er had finally shown up.

It should be noted that Ye Ling’er was the first to ascend the Immortal Inquiry Platform and also the first to enter the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.

Although Xiao Yang had entered the Yuanwu Immortal Domain, he had not found any trace of Ye Ling’er.

But he knew she was definitely there.

And she must have passed through the Nine Heavy Barriers.

Because Ye Ling’er was no longer the same Ye Ling’er as before.

Within her, there resided an awakened Dragon Soul.

A True Dragon, a legendary being capable of contending with genuine immortals in ancient times.

Even a remnant spirit of a True Dragon was an utterly terrifying presence.

Of course, how much power of the True Dragon’s remnant soul Ye Ling’er could unleash, no one knew.

“Cousin, you really are in bad shape!”

Ye Ling’er frowned at Ye Feiyang.

Ye Feiyang had lost both arms and suffered internal injuries, completely unable to fight anymore.

“Ling’er, you have to help me take revenge!”

Ye Feiyang was so agitated that a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Ling’er swiftly dodged.

“First, heal your wounds!”

With that, Ye Ling’er took out a healing pill for Ye Feiyang to take.

The heir of the illustrious Beast Control Manor had been reduced to this state; even if he could live to return, his position as heir would be entirely lost.

Actually, Ye Feiyang had viewed Ye Ling’er as a threat and had long sought ways to deal with her.

Who would have thought that during the Jiazi Grand Competition, he’d suffer such a miserable defeat?

Ye Ling’er knew that Ye Feiyang looked down on her.

But back when the remnant soul of the True Dragon inside her had not awakened, she could only endure.

But now, she had no reason to hold back.

Ye Ling’er was in a great mood at this moment.

Ye Feiyang, on the other hand, regretted it deeply.

He shouldn’t have interfered.

He shouldn’t have trusted that scoundrel, Chu Guiyuan.

Even now, Ye Feiyang hadn’t realized that the current Chu Guiyuan was no longer the old Chu Guiyuan.

Getting tricked so badly, he deserved it.

At this time, the most pleasantly surprised was Ye Longsheng, the master of the Beast Control Manor.

He could never have dreamed his precious daughter would enter the Yuanwu Immortal Domain as well.

He didn’t know that Ye Ling’er had already made her way into the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.

Furthermore, Ye Ling’er was his pride and joy; he’d never allow her to participate in the Jiazi Grand Competition.

Because taking part in the competition was incredibly dangerous.

Even those geniuses wouldn’t dare guarantee they could survive the Jiazi Grand Competition.

Yet, Ye Longsheng couldn’t help but start worrying about his precious daughter.

“Your Ye family is indeed hiding dragons and crouching tigers,”

Chu Zhenbei remarked to Ye Longsheng.

“Humph, same to you!”

Ye Longsheng retorted coldly.

He could already tell something was off about Chu Guiyuan.

They had formed an alliance, yet Chu Guiyuan never did anything, always pushing Ye Feiyang forward.

Ye Feiyang thought Chu Guiyuan would help him, but who would’ve thought he wouldn’t lift a finger.

By this point, Ye Longsheng was thoroughly displeased with Chu Zhenbei.

At that moment, there was another change beneath the Yuanwu Tower.

Everyone thought the Beast Control Manor had been knocked out.

Yet, a new Ye Ling’er showed up.

“Xiao Yang, it’s our turn now.”

Li Xingyao pointed her sword at Xiao Yang.

“You haven’t completely beaten them yet. After you take them all down, then challenge me!”

Xiao Yang laughed.

“Did you just dare talk to Li Xingyao like that?”

Nie Ruhua couldn’t help but give Xiao Yang a thumbs-up.

Hua Mengli was also shocked.

Xiao Yang was only at the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm; what gave him the guts to be so tough in front of Li Xingyao?

Everyone was equally astonished and confused.

Li Xingyao stared coldly at Xiao Yang.

She didn’t speak, but the sword in her hand slowly pointed at the crowd.

“What…”

The crowd gasped in shock.

Was Li Xingyao really going to attack them?

“I, Chu Guiyuan, concede!”

Chu Guixi declared loudly.

After all, he was posing as Chu Guiyuan; any loss was a loss for Chu Guiyuan, not him.

No one expected Chu Guiyuan to be so spineless, simply giving up.

“…”

Chu Zhenbei, watching through the dazzling light screen above the Immortal Platform, nearly spurted out blood in anger.

What a disgrace!

“Is everyone in the Guiyuan Martial Sect a spineless coward?”

Ye Longsheng scoffed.

“You…”

Chu Zhenbei glared angrily at Ye Longsheng.

“Let’s all go at her! Fight back!”

Wang Kunpeng shouted in fury.

His Ten Absolute Battle Armor had been reduced to junk by Li Xingyao; he was both furious and unwilling to accept it.

“You’re pretty bold!”

Li Xingyao looked at Wang Kunpeng.

“This…”

Wang Kunpeng panicked.

On his own, he was definitely no match for Li Xingyao.

The might of that sword earlier was something he couldn’t withstand alone.

At this moment, a chilling Sword Qi erupted from beside them.

Xiao Yang looked over to see the Supreme Dao Child’s right hand, bleeding as it grasped the Supreme Sword.

The Supreme Sword was vibrating violently in his hand, releasing unprecedentedly powerful Sword Qi fluctuations.

At the same time, Dan Yangzi bit down on his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Heaven-Subduing Cauldron.

“Boom!”

The Cauldron emitted a loud rumble, and runes appeared on its surface, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to rapidly converge towards it.

This was the power of the Dan Ding Sect’s treasured artifact starting to awaken.

Li Fan Yin stopped playing the flute and took out an ancient harp, positioned in front of her.

“What the… is that the Yin Yang Thunderbolt Harp?”

Xiao Yang was surprised upon seeing the harp.

Was Li Fan Yin really about to go all out?

He remembered that during the last Jiazi Grand Competition, Li Fan Yin only used that harp when things were life or death.

Since Li Fan Yin had taken out the harp, it meant she was serious.

With Ye Feiyang out of commission and Chu Guixi conceding under Chu Guiyuan’s identity, only Li Fan Yin, the Supreme Dao Child, Wang Kunpeng, and Dan Yangzi remained to battle Li Xingyao.

“Ling’er, when are you planning to act?”

Ye Feiyang shouted.

He had taken the healing pill and regained some strength.

However, he was still too seriously injured; taking the pill only stabilized his condition temporarily.

Ye Feiyang wanted Ye Ling’er to join the fight.

But did Ye Ling’er not know what Ye Feiyang was up to?

Ye Feiyang wanted her to share the same fate as Li Xingyao by getting knocked down.

Why would she fall for that trap?

“Cousin, maybe you should say less. Otherwise, it might be hard for you to live through this,”

Ye Ling’er said, smiling at Ye Feiyang.

“This…”

Ye Feiyang was taken aback.

He had schemed against Ye Ling’er many times, and now that he was in ruins, she was no longer concerned about him at all.

True, he had lost his arms; who would care about him anymore?

Ye Ling’er had no plans to step in; she simply walked aside and watched.

She didn’t move forward to acknowledge Xiao Yang.

Because Xiao Yang had already sent her a mental message.

He didn’t want anyone to know about their relationship.

Ye Ling’er was also exceptionally clever; otherwise, she wouldn’t have survived under Ye Feiyang’s manipulation.

The struggles within these great families were far more brutal than one could imagine.

Ye Ling’er posed a threat to Ye Feiyang, the heir of the Beast Control Manor.

Naturally, Ye Feiyang wouldn’t let her off the hook.

Now that Ye Feiyang was incapacitated, the Beast Control Manor would become Ye Linger’s territory.

Ye Ling’er knew Xiao Yang was playing a game of “hiding strength while playing dumb.”

She had no reason not to cooperate.

“You four, show some guts!”

Xiao Yang gave the four a thumbs-up.

“Junior Brother, what about you? Are you conceding, or do you want to keep fighting?”

Xiao Yang looked at Qin Fei.

“This…”

Qin Fei’s eyes flickered; he truly felt stuck in a dilemma now.

Concede?

That would not only be embarrassing for him but would also disgrace the sect.

But if he continued to fight, how would he do that?

His Flying Sword had already been destroyed by the opponent.

Now he had nothing to keep fighting with.

Qin Fei glanced around and pretended to become agitated, then spurted blood, collapsing onto the ground as if unconscious.

“Junior Brother…”

Jiang Ting was horrified and quickly ran to pick up Qin Fei.

“Wow, faking you’re dead, huh?”

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but admire Qin Fei.

This guy’s acting skills were on another level!

“Senior Brother, what are you saying? Faking dead? Junior Brother is truly seriously injured. After all, we’re all fellow disciples; how can you say that?”

Jiang Ting glared at Xiao Yang in anger.

“Talking about conscience with me? Now that’s funny.”

Xiao Yang scoffed.

“Not at all, Senior Brother, you’ve misunderstood! Me and Junior Brother really have nothing between us!”

Jiang Ting quickly explained.

“Sure, you two have nothing, except that he’s injured and you’re worried about him, risking your life to save him. You both are willing to throw away your lives for each other; why is there even a need to explain?”

Xiao Yang said coldly.

“Wha… he’s my Junior Brother, and his background is pitiful; I just sympathize with him!”

Jiang Ting hurriedly responded.

“Don’t look far; even among the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect, there are plenty with pitiful backgrounds, but you never show sympathy for anyone else?”

Xiao Yang was dismissive.

“…”

Jiang Ting found herself momentarily speechless.

It dawned on her that all these years, she hadn’t considered Xiao Yang’s feelings at all.

Only when other girls appeared next to Xiao Yang did she realize how unfair she had been to him.

Whenever she saw Xiao Yang getting too close to other girls, she’d feel jealous, angry, and unwell.

So this is what it felt like to be jealous.

She finally understood why Xiao Yang got so angry when she got too friendly with Junior Brother.

She realized how cruel she had been to Xiao Yang over the years.

Because now, she was experiencing what Xiao Yang had felt before.

She felt jealous.

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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