The Qingyang Sword Sect, perched atop Qingyang Mountain, loomed majestically, enveloped in swirling clouds, as if it were an unmatched divine sword standing tall between heaven and earth.
Today, the sect was adorned in lights and decorations, colorful banners fluttering in the air, bathing the entire sword sect in a festive yet solemn atmosphere.
Because today was the day of the ceremony to enshrine the Sect Holy Son, a grand event that heralded the future glory and hope of the Qingyang Sword Sect.
As the first rays of sunshine pierced through the clouds, illuminating the massive blue stone slabs of the sect’s square, the ceremony officially began.
Amidst the gentle tolling of bells, countless disciples from the Qingyang Sword Sect gathered from all directions atop Qingyun Mountain.
Around the square before the Qingyang ceremony, thousands of sword sect disciples donned matching white uniforms, lined up in perfect order.
Their eyes held both reverence and anticipation; after all, the position of Holy Son represented not just personal glory but also symbolized the sect’s rise and fall.
Guests from the nine major sects arrived one after another, guided by guest disciples.
Xiao Yang, Liu Qingyun, Ling Xian’er, and Zhao Fan also arrived at the square, escorted by a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect.
In the center of the square sat the throne of the Sect Leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect, with the seats for guests from the nine major sects arranged on either side.
“What is this…”
When Xiao Yang saw the towering platform standing in the heart of the square, his expression turned serious.
This imposing platform held a jade table embedded with various gemstones, upon which lay an ancient “Qingyang Sword Classic.”
Right at the center of the platform stood a sword, with sword qi emanating from it as if ready to break through the void at any moment.
This was the Qingyang Sword.
Xiao Yang was taken aback; Jiang Qitian had actually moved the sword platform from the Qingyang Secret Realm to the square.
What was he planning?
Did he want Qin Fei to step onto the sword platform in front of all the disciples and guests from the nine major sects and draw the divine sword?
It seemed that today was about more than just enshrining the Sect Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect.
Everyone could see what Jiang Qitian was aiming to do.
He intended to pass his heritage onto Qin Fei.
Upon witnessing this, Xiao Yang felt a surge of anger, even after living a second life.
In his previous life, he had fought for the sect, yet Jiang Qitian had never considered him worthy of passing the heritage.
The most infuriating part was that Jiang Qitian dangled this idea in front of him, making him believe that as long as he behaved and worked diligently, the heritage would be passed to him.
In the end, Jiang Qitian chose Qin Fei.
Jiang Qitian was being utterly outrageous.
At this moment, Liu Qingyun took his seat.
Xiao Yang and his group were seated behind Liu Qingyun.
Guests from the nine major sects continued to arrive.
The Fuyiao Sword Sect sent Li Xingyao as their observer.
When Xiao Yang saw Li Xingyao again, he noticed she had become more reserved.
She no longer displayed her previous sharpness.
After the grand tournament, she had finally learned to conceal her brilliance.
Her cultivation had also improved significantly.
Xiao Yang had to admit that Li Xingyao’s talent was truly astonishing.
If he hadn’t lived a second life, it would have been difficult for him to compete with her.
Once Li Xingyao settled into her seat at the Fuyiao Sword Sect, she kept her gaze fixed on Xiao Yang.
Next, the guest from the Beast Control Manor was Ye Ling’er.
A guest disciple escorted Ye Ling’er to her seat.
Two distinguished-looking middle-aged men followed behind her; they were her protectors.
The Supreme Dao Sect sent their Supreme Dao Child.
The Divine Sword Manor was represented by Lu Fusheng.
The Heavenly Medical Sect sent Ning Shu.
The Carefree Palace was represented by the Carefree Saintess, Hua Mengli.
The Heguan Sect was represented by their senior sister, Nie Ruhua.
Aside from the nine main seats, there were also seats set up for other sects in the square.
Of the nine major sects, only the Qingyun Sect’s leader came in person to attend the ceremony; the other eight sects only sent envoys.
At this moment, the entire Northern Region was rife with internal power shifts, unsettled currents brewing everywhere.
Leaders of the eight major sects had to personally oversee their sects.
Moreover, the Demon Sect had re-emerged.
The tragedy of the Qingyun Sect from hundreds of years ago was still vivid in everyone’s memory.
And who could forget the massacre of the Yan family in Snow Moon City just a decade or two ago?
Many suspected the Demon Sect was involved; they just lacked solid proof.
The Demon Sect sought to create chaos in the heart of the Northern Region.
Which sect leader would dare to leave their sect lightly?
It was already generous of the eight major sects to send important figures to the Qingyang Sword Sect for the ceremony.
Whether it was Nie Ruhua, Hua Mengli, or Ning Shu, they often glanced towards Xiao Yang.
Ye Ling’er even winked at Xiao Yang.
“…”
Xiao Yang felt annoyed; was his charm truly that remarkable?
At this moment, the bells continued to toll.
Before the Qingyang Mountain gate.
“Do you know who I am, daring to stop us from going up the mountain?”
Xiao Zhenshan roared after being blocked by a disciple from the Qingyang Sword Sect.
Their family intended to attend Qin Fei’s enshrinement ceremony, yet they were stopped at the mountain gate.
How outrageous!
“I don’t care who you are. Without an invitation, get lost!”
“Indeed, dare to come to our Qingyang Sword Sect to swindle? Are you tired of living?”
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples looked disdainfully at Xiao Zhenshan’s family.
“You dare! Qin Fei is my sworn brother, and us coming to the Qingyang Sword Sect is like going home, got it?”
Xiao Yue shouted at them, glaring fiercely.
“Oh my, our Senior Brother Qin is actually your sworn brother?”
One Qingyang Sword Sect disciple scoffed derisively at Xiao Yue.
“Ridiculous! Qin Fei is my adopted son! You dare to stop us? You’ll regret it!”
Xiao Zhenshan fumed.
“You say Qin is your adopted son; does it mean he’s your son just because you say so?”
“Don’t act like family around here.”
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples mocked.
“This is infuriating…”
Xiao Zhenshan couldn’t believe it.
They, the Xiao family, used to come and go as they pleased, living as they wanted, even the high-ranking elders of the Qingyang Sword Sect treated them courteously.
When had they ever suffered such humiliation at the Qingyang Sword Sect?
Yet, they didn’t realize that the reason the Qingyang Sword Sect had been polite to them was that Xiao Yang was the Sect Holy Son.
With Xiao Yang around, who would dare offend the Xiao family?
But now, Xiao Yang had severed ties with the Qingyang Sword Sect.
Xiao Yang was no longer the Sect Holy Son.
Moreover, the Qingyang Sword Sect had become the number one sect in the Northern Region.
Who still held the Xiao family in regard?!
And Qin Fei, originally planned to use the Xiao family to deal with Xiao Yang.
Now that Xiao Yang had run off and crippled himself, in Qin Fei’s eyes, the Xiao family had lost their value.
Qin Fei didn’t hold any affection for the Xiao family anymore.
“Get lost!”
“If you don’t leave, don’t blame us for being rude.”
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples shouted angrily.
“I’m not going anywhere! What can you do about it?”
“Quick, call Qin Fei out to see us!”
“I want to see my sworn brother Qin Fei!”
Xiao Zhenshan, Chen Ruolan, and Xiao Yue were not about to back down easily.
With Xiao Yang crippled, they had torn their faces, now they were leaning on Qin Fei, that adopted son!
“Not leaving, huh? Then just take it!”
The leading disciple ordered.
Suddenly, over a dozen disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect rushed out from the mountain gate.
“What…”
“You…”
Xiao Zhenshan and the others were taken aback.
They tried to resist, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect were all of the Dragon Transformation level; any one of them could easily pin down the likes of Xiao Zhenshan.
Xiao Zhenshan and his family were promptly knocked to the ground.
The Qingyang Sword Sect disciples unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks on them.
Even Chen Ruolan and Xiao Yue were caught in the melee.
“Daring to come to our Qingyang Sword Sect to swindle is simply courting death.”
“And to claim that our Senior Brother Qin is your adopted son? Crazy!”
After giving the Xiao family a thorough thrashing, the Qingyang Sword Sect disciples returned, grumbling about it.
“…”
Xiao Zhenshan’s family was left beaten to a pulp.
Chen Ruolan and Xiao Yue were disheveled and in disarray.
They could hardly believe the Qingyang Sword Sect dared to treat them like this.
Xiao Zhenshan got up from the ground, wiping the blood from his mouth, gazing up at the words “Qingyang Sword Sect” inscribed on the archway, before leaving with a bitter expression.
He was furious.
He had treated Qin Fei so well; he practically considered him his own son.
How could Qin Fei do this to him?
Without Qin Fei’s approval, these Qingyang Sword Sect disciples wouldn’t have dared to lay a finger on them.
After all, he was Qin Fei’s adoptive father!
Xiao Zhenshan regretted it.
The more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt.
In the past, when Xiao Yang was around, how dared these guys treat them like this?
Now, with Xiao Yang gone, they felt so cold-hearted.
And that ungrateful Qin Fei had flipped the script on them.
Most despicable of all, that ungrateful Qin Fei had even taken the five precious spiritual herbs they had!
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhenshan felt his heart bleed.
At this moment, Xiao Yue and Chen Ruolan were also filled with immense regret.
They never imagined Qin Fei was such a person.
They recalled Xiao Yang’s words.
Although Xiao Yang wasn’t their biological son, he had consistently provided the Xiao family with cultivation resources.
Xiao Yang had always supported the Xiao family.
Without a doubt, without Xiao Yang, there wouldn’t be a Xiao family as they knew it today.
Comparing the two, they realized Xiao Yang was leagues better than that ungrateful Qin Fei.
If they had treated Xiao Yang well, they wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable state.
But alas, there was no remedy for regret in this world.
Xiao Yang had already severed all ties with them.
Xiao Yang would no longer concern himself with the Xiao family.
They had truly been foolish to harm Xiao Yang for Qin Fei!
“Cough!”
Xiao Zhenshan thought of this and vomited a mouthful of blood, collapsing directly to the ground.
“Dad!”
“Old man!”
Xiao Yue and Chen Ruolan gasped in shock.
They hurriedly helped Xiao Zhenshan back to Yuntian City to seek medical treatment.