Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Finally Found You, Son of the Immortal Gate Traitor!

Xiao Yang was ambushed.

Xiao Yang was captured.

On Qingyun Mountain, Liu Qingyun was furious, his angry roar echoing within the Qingyun Great Hall.

“Who the hell did this, so despicable…”

Liu Qingyun clenched his fists, his eyes reddening, veins popping on his forehead.

Ling Xian’er wore a cold expression, a chill emanating from her as frost quickly formed on the ground beneath her feet.

Nangong Hui and Zhao Fan were both anxious.

“Elder Zhao, what do we do now?”

Zhao Fan looked to Liu Qingyun.

Rather than answer him, Liu Qingyun turned to Nangong Hui: “Haven’t we found out who did it yet?”

Nangong Hui shook her head.

Of everyone, she was the most tense and worried because Xiao Yang had placed a forbidden seal on her.

If something happened to Xiao Yang, she’d be done for.

And after much effort, the Nangong family had finally cleared their name; she didn’t want to go back to living a life in hiding again.

“At least the entrance assessment hasn’t started yet,” Liu Qingyun gritted his teeth.

Was this just a simple act of revenge, or did they aim to sabotage the entry assessments of the Qingyun Sect?

No one knew.

“Keep investigating!” Liu Qingyun bellowed.

The Nangong family and Zhao family members sprang into action.

At this moment, someone took the opportunity to spread rumors that the Qingyun Sect had offended the Demon Sect, claiming that anyone who joined the Qingyun Sect would become enemies of the Demon Sect.

As a result, the previously bustling gates of Qingyun Sect went silent.

The Demon Sect was a terrifying presence in the Northern Lands.

The news of countless people being poisoned outside the Qingyun Sect’s gates had spread.

Some claimed it was the work of the Demon Sect.

Someone had used the Demon Sect to scare off everyone wanting to join the Qingyun Sect’s entrance assessment.

Thus, even if the assessment continued, no one dared to participate.

……

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang had been taken by the mysterious person to a cave deep within the mountains.

“Little guy, self-destructing your dantian, your body’s energy perfectly unified, such an impressive body tempering technique!”

An old voice echoed in the empty cave.

Xiao Yang looked up to see a shadow standing on a large stone.

The figure was cloaked in a dark robe, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes.

“This…”

The moment Xiao Yang met that gaze, it was as if a bloody world unfolded before him, with countless bloody ghostly images flickering around him, nearly devouring his mind.

Shaken, he quickly pulled his gaze away, fearing to look into those eyes again.

Even so, he broke into a cold sweat.

Who on earth was this person? Just a single glance was enough to terrify him and almost cloud his mind.

Moreover, this person had even discerned the characteristics of his cultivation technique.

Self-destructing the dantian, unifying his essence and energy, his veins, bones, and flesh all merged as one—this was the Chaotic Futian Sword Body.

It was the first time someone had seen through his true capabilities.

Xiao Yang was utterly shocked.

“Who the hell are you?”

Xiao Yang glared at the figure on the stone.

At this moment, he felt nine Demon Spikes implanted in different spots on his body.

He realized that his energy had been sealed by these nine spikes.

Not only could he not use his energy, but he felt weak all over, struggling to even move a finger.

Right now, the only part of him that could move was his head.

This mysterious person even knew his weaknesses?

Xiao Yang was astonished beyond belief.

Even he wasn’t aware that he had nine weaknesses.

“Little guy, didn’t expect you to cultivate the path of physical sanctification, how interesting!”

The old voice reverberated once more.

“Who the heck are you?”

Xiao Yang shouted angrily at the figure.

At this moment, he couldn’t even unleash the Holy Beast Flame of the Fire Scale Beast sealed in his right arm.

He was like meat on the chopping block, his life and death at the mercy of the other.

Since his rebirth, he had never found himself in such a dire situation.

After living this second life, he thought everything was under his control.

But now, he faced an unexpected turn of events.

This mysterious person was far too powerful.

Even now, he had been captured.

Xiao Yang felt that not only was his martial body suppressed, but his very soul was also sealed by the demonic power emanating from the nine spikes.

Yet he could still sense the Futian Sword.

Xiao Yang attempted to activate the Futian Sword Technique.

However, there was no reaction from the energy within him.

“Little guy, don’t waste your efforts; these are nine Devil’s Spikes, and even a so-called Holy Realm practitioner would be at my mercy once the nine major gateways are sealed.”

The black-robed figure spoke nonchalantly.

“Damn it!”

Xiao Yang was both shocked and furious.

Who was this person?

Xiao Yang, with two lives’ memories, was sure he had never encountered this individual before.

This meant that this mysterious figure seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

Could he be a hidden master of the Demon Path?

The Northern Lands were vast, and no one knew how many hidden masters lurked within.

Xiao Yang knew that such masters often did not concern themselves with worldly matters.

Why would this person target him?

He didn’t think he had offended any hidden masters of the Demon Path!

“Are you that mysterious physician from the Demon Sect?”

Xiao Yang suddenly asked.

“What physician?”

The mysterious man replied, puzzled.

“The only ones wanting me dead are from the Demon Sect; if you’re not that mysterious physician, then who are you?”

Xiao Yang coldly stated.

“Medicine is but a trivial path; killing you would be a waste. How about I refine you into my demon slave instead?”

The black-robed man considered.

“Demon slave?”

Xiao Yang’s expression changed drastically; he certainly did not wish to become a soulless creature.

In his previous life, dominating the Northern Lands, he was well aware of what a demon slave meant.

Those were the demon fiends in the Demon Sect who turned living people into emotionless killing machines.

If he was made into such an existence, he’d rather choose death.

But right now, he couldn’t even commit suicide.

At that moment, someone entered the cave.

“Why are you so slow?”

The black-robed man glared at the newcomer.

“Qin Fei? Is that you?”

Xiao Yang exclaimed in shock upon recognizing his face.

Qin Fei had actually managed to summon such a powerful Demon Path expert to deal with him?

How was that possible?

This Demon Path expert was incredibly strong, definitely a Demon Saint.

“Haha, Xiao Yang, looks like you’ve finally fallen into my hands!”

Qin Fei was elated upon seeing Xiao Yang lying on the ground.

“Qin Fei, you dare to collude with the Demon Sect?”

Xiao Yang yelled.

“Haha, what if I do? Who knows but you?”

Qin Fei laughed triumphantly.

“Oh, I forgot, you’re not just colluding with them; you’re already a part of the Demon Sect, the Young Master of the Demon Sect!”

Xiao Yang coldly gazed at Qin Fei.

“What?”

Qin Fei’s expression shifted in disbelief; he rushed forward, grabbing Xiao Yang by the collar and lifting him up.

The Demon Spike lodged in Xiao Yang’s chest was suddenly loosened.

“How do you know…”

Qin Fei was thrown off-kilter; this was his biggest secret!

How did Xiao Yang know?

He thought he had been meticulous about hiding his identity since joining the Qingyang Sword Sect.

“How would you know I’m the Young Master of the Demon Sect?”

“Such a noble Young Master of the Demon Sect, who’s been undercover in the Qingyang Sword Sect, tell me, if people found out you’re the Young Master of the Demon Sect, could you still stand in the Northern Lands?”

Xiao Yang sneered.

Qin Fei’s face changed several times, but then he suddenly laughed, “You think anyone would believe you? Let me tell you, no one will!”

“You…”

Xiao Yang was both shocked and furious; he knew that words alone wouldn’t be enough. If he didn’t have concrete evidence, no one would believe him—especially not those in the Qingyang Sword Sect! They’d just think he was slandering Qin Fei.

“No one will believe you.”

Qin Fei boasted proudly.

Xiao Yang glared furiously at Qin Fei.

“Now, I’m going to cut off your hands and feet, stuff you in a jar, and throw you into a cesspool! I want you to wish you were dead, wish you were dead!”

Qin Fei shouted at Xiao Yang.

He suddenly drew a dagger and was about to strike.

“Stop!”

The black-robed man bellowed.

“Senior, I promise I’ll do what you asked; I’ll take care of this guy!”

Qin Fei glanced at the black-robed man.

“No, this man’s physique is too strong; I need to refine him into my demon slave.”

The black-robed man shook his head firmly.

“This…”

Qin Fei couldn’t have imagined that the black-robed man had his eyes on Xiao Yang.

But refining Xiao Yang into a demon slave would be an extreme torment for him.

“Xiao Yang, consider yourself lucky!”

Qin Fei glared at Xiao Yang, rage bubbling over in his eyes.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have become a eunuch; if it weren’t for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have been ridiculed across the world.

Qin Fei forcefully released Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang’s back slammed hard against the ground.

The Demon Spike in his chest became even looser.

Xiao Yang secretly began to act upon the Futian Sword Technique.

“You can leave now!”

The black-robed man instructed Qin Fei.

“This…”

Qin Fei hesitated, glancing back at Xiao Yang on the ground.

“Hmm?”

The black-robed man fixed his gaze on Qin Fei, his expression turning suddenly fierce.

“Yes, yes, I’ll leave right away!”

Qin Fei seemed to fear the man greatly and was about to do so.

However, at that moment, another figure appeared at the cave entrance.

A faint, enchanting fragrance wafted in.

The newcomer seemed shrouded in a layer of gentle, glowing brilliance, a uniquely pure light.

“Celestial Race?”

When the black-robed man saw the newcomer, the blood-red eyes beneath his dark shroud sparkled with a chilling light.

“Finally found you, son of the Immortal Gate traitor…”

The voice of the newcomer was like a heavenly melody.

It was soft, carrying a refreshing, spring-like quality.

“Hmm, and a remnant of the Demon Race as well. What’s going on here?”

The figure stepped into the cave.

Qin Fei looked on in shock.

Xiao Yang was also stunned at the sight.

The newcomer was enveloped in a hazy glow, their appearance was obscured.

But Xiao Yang’s instincts told him that the arrival was like an immortal, undoubtedly a breathtakingly beautiful, transcendent celestial being.