Xiao Yang chased Mo Hongyue into her secret base.
Turns out, Mo Hongyue has a sister with a Yin Holy Body.
And the two sisters are the last remnants of the Yan family from Snow Moon City, who were wiped out eighteen years ago.
Mo Hongyue joined the Demon Sect for vengeance because the culprits behind that notorious massacre were indeed people from the Demon Sect.
During the Snow Moon City tragedy, everyone was killed, and somehow, the two sisters managed to escape, changing their identities and hiding here.
However, Xiao Yang was not going to be easily convinced.
“What do we have to do for you to believe we are from the Yan family?”
Yan Xueyao was getting anxious.
This guy could just barge into the valley, showing that his cultivation level was impressive.
Plus, he was here to hunt down her sister.
Her sister wasn’t even his match.
If he wanted to kill both sisters, it’d be as easy as pie.
Xiao Yang thought for a moment. If these sisters were truly from the Yan family, then they were enemies of the Demon Sect.
After all, the massacre was a bitter grudge that needed revenge.
If it was true, then it would be an irreconcilable feud between the Yan sisters and the Demon Sect.
Mo Hongyue was already somewhat of a figure in the Demon Sect.
If the Demon Sect could plant spies within the Qingyang Sword Sect and other sects in the North, then he could plant spies in the Demon Sect too.
Mo Hongyue could be the perfect spy, but he genuinely didn’t trust these two sisters.
As he pondered, a sudden thought sparked in his mind.
Right! How could he have forgotten this secret technique?
Xiao Yang formed a hand seal, and a surge of energy burst forth from his hands, creating a mark that appeared before him.
The mark emanated a hauntingly dangerous aura.
With a wave of his right hand, the energy-congealed mark shot straight into Yan Xueyao’s forehead.
“Xiao Yang, if you dare hurt her, I’ll die with you!”
Mo Hongyue was taken aback and spat out a mouthful of blood, almost losing her balance.
Her sister Yan Xueyao was a taboo for her; anyone who harmed her would face her wrath.
“You’re already on the brink of destruction, and you think you can take me down with you?”
Xiao Yang said dismissively.
At that moment, Yan Xueyao felt something shift in her mind, but the sensation vanished the next instant.
“You’re included too!”
Xiao Yang declared, forming another hand seal and invoking energy to create yet another mark.
He directly thrust this mark into Mo Hongyue’s forehead as well.
“You…”
Mo Hongyue was stunned and furious, staring daggers at Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang ignored her murderous glare and said, “This is the Life and Death Seal of Futu. Your lives are now in my hands.”
“What…”
Mo Hongyue went pale, on the verge of fainting.
But Yan Xueyao didn’t seem so frightened.
“I can make you experience a fate worse than death right now.”
As Xiao Yang activated the secret technique, instantly, Mo Hongyue and Yan Xueyao’s faces changed dramatically. They felt every part of their bodies, every bone pain as if countless sharp little knives were slicing at their flesh.
They screamed, writhing on the ground.
“No, no, no… stop it… please…”
Mo Hongyue was terrified to the core.
This sensation was horrifying beyond imagination, a hundred times worse than torture.
Xiao Yang glanced at Mo Hongyue and then withdrew the forbidden technique.
Both Mo Hongyue and Yan Xueyao were left gasping on the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
They were utterly shocked.
How could such a terrifying forbidden technique exist in this world?
The way Mo Hongyue looked at Xiao Yang changed entirely.
“Don’t think you can kill me; you’re not my match.”
Xiao Yang said coldly.
“Alright, tend to your injuries. You need to heal before seeking revenge.”
With that, he tossed a bottle of pills to Mo Hongyue from his storage bag.
He then glanced at Yan Xueyao.
Yan Xueyao’s Yin Holy Body showed signs of trouble.
This was due to a lack of suitable cultivation methods.
If she didn’t get the right techniques, in a few years, she would turn into an ice statue from the Yin cold energy inside her.
After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Yang stretched out his right hand and directly pointed at Yan Xueyao’s forehead.
In the next instant, she felt a new cultivation method appear in her mind.
It was a technique he had acquired in his previous life: the Yin Immortal Scripture.
“Yan Xueyao thanks you, benefactor, for transferring the technique!”
Yan Xueyao was both surprised and delighted, and she kneeled before Xiao Yang immediately.
“Transferring techniques?”
Mo Hongyue was bewildered; earlier, when Xiao Yang pointed at her sister, he was actually transferring knowledge?
“The Mental Transfer Technique?”
Mo Hongyue was taken aback.
“Remember, from now on, you are my people.”
Saying this, Xiao Yang shot up into the sky and left the place.
Mo Hongyue looked up at the direction Xiao Yang vanished with a complicated expression.
“Sister, who exactly is this benefactor?”
Yan Xueyao asked.
“He…”
Mo Hongyue hesitated to answer.
At this moment, Xiao Yang donned a mask again; he had to rush back to Qingyun Mountain and go on a killing spree.
But today’s gains were quite substantial.
He never expected that he had managed to recruit Mo Hongyue, the number one killer of the Demon Sect.
What a delightful surprise!
Who would’ve thought that Mo Hongyue was actually a surviving member of the Yan family from the Snow Moon City tragedy?
Qin Fei, oh Qin Fei, you’d never guess that Mo Hongyue is now mine, right?
I’m going to give you a huge surprise.
Haha!
Xiao Yang was in high spirits.
Nearly all major sects in the North had spies from the Demon Sect infiltrating them.
However, the Demon Sect’s people probably couldn’t dream that Xiao Yang had also planted spies in their ranks.
Soon, Xiao Yang returned to Qingyun Mountain.
He charged directly into the heart of Qingyun Mountain.
At this moment, those who were trapped inside the mountain were almost going insane.
Especially Wang Ao, Gui Zixiu, and the others.
They desperately tried to break the formation to escape.
But it was all in vain.
They simply couldn’t break the Ten Absolute Ten Kill Formation set up by Xiao Yang.
People outside couldn’t get in, and people inside couldn’t escape.
Wang Ao, Gui Zixiu, and the others were so frustrated they felt like spitting blood because the outsiders didn’t believe them.
No one believed that Xiao Yang had defeated them.
Everyone thought they were delusional.
Xiao Yang had self-exploded his dantian in front of everyone during the Jiazi Grand Competition; how could a useless person have defeated Wang Ao and the rest?
Was this a joke?
Did they really think they were idiots?
Even Jiang Qitian, an exceedingly shrewd individual, thought Wang Ao and the others were talking nonsense.
Xiao Yang’s capabilities were well-known; he wouldn’t have come out on top without self-exploding his dantian to defeat Li Xingyao.
Wang Ao was the Master of the Refining Sect, and Gui Zixiu was the Supreme Elder of the Guiyuan Martial Sect.
These two were undoubtedly much stronger than Li Xingyao.
Even at his peak, Xiao Yang wouldn’t stand a chance against them!
Not to mention, he had already self-destructed his dantian.
They had hoped to breach Xiao Yang’s formation by working together from the outside.
However, they had all failed miserably.
Some tried to request help from the Fuyiao Sword Sect and the Qingyang Sword Sect.
However, Jiang Qitian still just stood by and had no intention of intervening.
As for the Fuyiao Sword Sect, they definitely wouldn’t step in.
They didn’t want to offend a Sword Saint.
As Xiao Yang returned donning a mask, Wang Ao and the others were filled with despair.
Without hesitation, Xiao Yang summoned the Fire Lin Divine Beast.
The terrifying aura of the divine beast surged forth.
The people hiding in Qingyun Mountain were scared out of their wits.
Xiao Yang ordered the Fire Lin Divine Beast to drive all the hidden people out of the mountain and force them towards the summit.
He wanted to save time.
He planned to gather everyone on Qingyun Mountain and eliminate them all.
Chasing them out one by one was just too much hassle.
Before long, the people on the mountain were driven to the peak by the Fire Lin Divine Beast.
The once quiet square in front of the Qingyun Great Hall had become noticeably crowded.
Xiao Yang pulled out a chair and sat on the steps in front of the hall, still masked.
“Xiao Yang, stop playing tricks; we know it’s you!”
A disciple from the Guiyuan Martial Sect shouted furiously at him.
“Haha…”
Xiao Yang laughed heartily, then removed his mask.
Everyone’s jaws dropped in shock as they looked at Xiao Yang.
This big shot was actually him?!
At this moment, the entire Qingyun Mountain was still shrouded in mist.
Those outside couldn’t see what was happening inside, and those inside were completely unaware of the situation outside.
At that moment, no one mocked Xiao Yang as a failure anymore.
If he was a failure, then they were the ultimate failures.
“Will you choose to die on your own terms, or do you want me to make the move?”
Xiao Yang surveyed the crowd with a cold gaze.
Most of these people held no grudges against him.
Like the people from the Refining Sect and other sects.
The reason they were there was that Qingyun Sect was currently perceived as a soft target, someone they could exploit.
Who could have guessed that not only was Qingyun Sect not a soft target, but rather a solid iron wall?
Everyone trying to take advantage of Qingyun Sect had bumped into this iron wall.
Xiao Yang noticed a few hooded figures among this crowd.
“Alright, let’s send you all on your way!”
Xiao Yang said, directly unleashing his flying sword.
With a flash of cold light, a disciple from the Guiyuan Martial Sect was immediately sliced in half.
“Kill!”
Someone roared, charging towards Xiao Yang on the steps.
Sword lights formed from flying swords ripped through the air, creating a stunningly sharp sound that echoed loudly.
Others summoned various magical artifacts to bombard Xiao Yang.
Everyone knew that not resisting meant certain death, but resisting still offered a slim chance to escape.
So, they all went berserk, attacking Xiao Yang.
Yet, Xiao Yang single-handedly wielded the Sword Controlling Technique, slicing down every attacker that came for him.
Wang Ao, Gui Zixiu, and those hooded figures all lunged at Xiao Yang at once.
Xiao Yang laughed heartily, leaping from the chair to pounce on them.
The crowd was startled and immediately scattered.
However, Xiao Yang punched Wang Ao squarely in the chest.
“Smash!”
Wang Ao was obliterated in an instant, turned to dust by that punch.
The esteemed Master of the Refining Sect met his end that easily!
The others were terrified at this sight, scattering in every direction as if their souls had left their bodies.