Chapter 311

“Chapter 311: The Sect Holy Daughter is Pregnant?”

Xiao Yang was hot on the heels of the Immortal Gate emissary. There was no way he was letting this guy slip away. If the emissary managed to escape, it would spell endless trouble for him.

After all, this emissary was backed by the entire Immortal Gate. The Immortal Gate is the most powerful and mysterious force in the entire Yuanwu Continent.

Only those who have cultivated to the Sacred Martial Realm can hope to join the Immortal Gate and become their disciples. Even a lowly emissary from the Immortal Gate is a Holy Realm expert.

The emissary was desperately fleeing for his life.

Xiao Yang was relentlessly pursuing him.

Just as the emissary realized he was cornered and was starting to panic, a savior appeared. Little did Xiao Yang expect to run into the Sect Holy Daughter.

He hadn’t seen her since she forced herself on him, and he thought she had left the Northern Region to return to the Immortal Gate.

But surprise, surprise! The Sect Holy Daughter suddenly appeared and intercepted the emissary.

“Holy Daughter, save me…”

The emissary dashed straight to the Sect Holy Daughter.

“You want to kill him?”

The Holy Daughter floated in mid-air, looking like an ethereal fairy who could ascend to the heavens at any moment.

Xiao Yang was taken aback.

It had to be said, the Sect Holy Daughter was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, bar none.

Jiang Ting, Ling Xian’er, and Ye Ling’er were all stunning, but the Holy Daughter was on another level entirely.

She was the most perfect woman Xiao Yang had encountered in both his past and present lives.

Her voice was soft, and listening to her felt like an indulgence.

“You want to save him?”

Xiao Yang looked at the Sect Holy Daughter indifferently.

The Holy Daughter gazed back at him, her eyes betraying some hidden emotion.

“Holy Daughter, this man is the son of a traitor to the Immortal Gate, named Xiao Yang.”

The emissary gloatingly eyed Xiao Yang.

The Holy Daughter was far stronger than him, a towering figure within the Immortal Gate. This guy was toast.

“Oh? He’s a sinner’s son? How many people know he’s a sinner’s son?”

The Holy Daughter inquired calmly.

“Um… for now, only my subordinate knows… and my nephew.”

The emissary hesitated before answering.

“You want all the glory for yourself?”

The Holy Daughter’s tone remained flat.

“No… I would never dare think that!”

The emissary was taken aback, quickly dropping to the ground in fear.

Xiao Yang watched this scene with a thoughtful expression.

“Where is your nephew?”

“He has returned to the Immortal Gate.”

The emissary didn’t dare lie. He knew too well the consequences of deceiving the Holy Daughter.

“Please, Holy Daughter, capture the sinner’s son!”

The emissary glared sinisterly at Xiao Yang. He had almost died at Xiao Yang’s hands a moment ago. He was itching to claim the credit for capturing the sinner’s son himself.

After all, this achievement would be monumental. If he could bring Xiao Yang back to the Immortal Gate, his entire clan would skyrocket to fame!

But now, that grand victory would only go to the Holy Daughter.

The emissary was filled with resentment.

“You want to capture me?” Xiao Yang said with a semblance of a smile, looking at the Holy Daughter.

“You dare act out in front of the Holy Daughter, sinner’s son?” the emissary roared. With the Holy Daughter backing him, he wasn’t afraid of Xiao Yang anymore. However, his wounds were still bleeding.

What a powerful sword technique!

The emissary eyed the sword in Xiao Yang’s hand with unease. He was a Martial Saint and had been injured by this weapon, bleeding profusely.

“Haha, you keep calling me a sinner’s son. So what if I act out?” Xiao Yang laughed heartily.

“Holy Daughter, this boy is a mass of evil…”

The emissary tried to say more, but the next moment, a sword pierced right through his chest.

“…”

The emissary looked on in disbelief as the sword’s tip emerged from his chest.

Xiao Yang wore a slight smirk.

“Who did you say is a mass of evil?”

A soft voice sounded from behind the emissary.

“Holy Daughter… you…”

The emissary could hardly believe the Holy Daughter would turn against him. He thought untold misfortune was about to befall Xiao Yang, but he was the one who would meet his end.

“Are you wondering why?”

Xiao Yang looked at the emissary with disdain.

The emissary stared at Xiao Yang, eyes wide.

“I’m not telling you!”

Xiao Yang declared triumphantly.

The emissary’s lips moved as if to say something, but then his body erupted in a burst of sword energy, turning into a mist of blood.

A bit of divine light burst from the center of his brow, revealing a small figure that shot into the sky, attempting to flee.

The Sect Holy Daughter reached out and swiftly grabbed the divine light.

“Spare me…”

A faint mental wave emanated from the divine light in the Holy Daughter’s grasp.

With a single motion, she crushed it.

The emissary’s soul scattered into the void.

He died without understanding why the Holy Daughter would kill him.

The Holy Daughter waved her hand, causing a ring to fly into her grasp.

Xiao Yang’s heart stirred upon seeing it. This ring belonged to the emissary, who was a Sacred Realm expert. It must be filled with countless cultivation resources!

Having cultivated to the Sacred Realm himself in his past life, Xiao Yang knew just how many resources such a storage ring contained. It was undoubtedly a treasure trove!

As the Holy Daughter collected the storage ring under Xiao Yang’s envious gaze, she remarked, “Not bad, you’ve made some good progress.”

After dispatching the emissary, the Holy Daughter surveyed Xiao Yang from head to toe.

Her gaze was nonchalant, yet Xiao Yang felt as if every secret was laid bare before her.

In her presence, he seemed to have no privacy, an unsettling sensation washing over him.

“You’ve already broken through to the Half-Saint realm.”

Such rapid cultivation almost rivaled her pace from back in the day.

“I’m sure it won’t be long before you reach the Sacred Martial Realm.”

However, that still wasn’t enough, far from it. The Immortal Gate Master was simply too strong.

Suddenly, the Holy Daughter heaved, as if about to throw up.

“What…”

Xiao Yang stared in disbelief at the Holy Daughter.

“It’s not what you think.”

The Holy Daughter said coolly.

“No, you…”

Xiao Yang found himself at a loss for words.

“What you left in my body, I’ve already forced it out. So, the thing you’re thinking about will definitely not happen,” the Holy Daughter assured him.

“You can really force it out?” Xiao Yang was dumbfounded.

“Are you seriously not pregnant?” he pressed, still unwilling to let it go.

“What do you think?”

The Holy Daughter shot him a glare.

“Uh… this…”

Xiao Yang was left speechless.

“If you want to know your background, grow up quickly!”

With a wave of her sleeve, the Holy Daughter vanished into thin air.

“…”

Xiao Yang didn’t even catch the glimpse of how she left.

Just how powerful was the Sect Holy Daughter?

Xiao Yang was utterly astonished.

She could wipe out an emissary with a mere flick. Was she a land deity from legend?

Just as he sheathed the Futian Sword, ready to leave, a surge of demon energy shot from behind him, lightning fast.

It was a demon sword.

Xiao Yang stepped to the side, and the demon sword pierced past him.

“Boom!”

A massive boulder ten meters away exploded into pieces, dust flying everywhere.

“Xiao Yang…”

An enraged voice called out, and a figure approached slowly from the distance.

As he walked, the foliage around him withered.

It was an aura engulfed in demonic energy, like an unstoppable fiend descending upon the world.

“You…”

Xiao Yang stared incredulously at the incoming figure.

At this moment, the demon sword’s energy spiraled back towards its master, swirling around him.

“Haha… surprised, are we?”

The figure hovered in front of Xiao Yang, laughing maniacally.

The overwhelming demonic power pressed down on Xiao Yang, like an immense mountain crushing him.

“Qin Fei?”

Xiao Yang smirked.

The figure was none other than Qin Fei, who had mastered his demonic arts.

With an air of superiority, Qin Fei looked down upon Xiao Yang.

“Xiao Yang, today, you’re as good as dead.”

Qin Fei was brimming with confidence.

He was an Innate Dao Body, a dual cultivation of Immortal and Demon.

Having fully honed his demonic skills, his power had skyrocketed.

“Is that so?”

Xiao Yang said with a hint of a smile.

“Xiao Yang, I can’t stand that smug look on your face.”

Qin Fei’s gaze was fiery, aimed directly at Xiao Yang.

“And what if I do?”

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly.

“Fine, let’s settle this!”

Without further ado, Qin Fei pointed at Xiao Yang.

The demon sword surged toward him, piercing through the air with alarming intensity.

A powerful demonic aura emanated from the sword, rapidly consuming the spiritual energy in the surrounding environment.

“Half-Saint?”

Xiao Yang finally understood why Qin Fei was so bold. The guy had broken through to the Half-Saint realm!

How did he find out?

Xiao Yang extended his right hand, reaching out to grasp the oncoming demon sword.

This was a move he had developed by fusing the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s Star Plucking Hand with the Guiyuan Martial Sect’s Moon Grasping Hand—called the Moon Grasping Star Plucking Technique.

Qin Fei was aware of Xiao Yang’s prowess and quickly maneuvered the demon sword to avoid being caught.

The next moment, the demon sword trembled and split into a multitude of demon sword lights that lunged at Xiao Yang from all directions.

Xiao Yang chuckled softly.

“Boom!”

With a burst, his internal sword energy erupted like a volcano.

All the demon sword lights charging at him were immediately shattered by the explosive wave of sword energy.

One glowing blade was flung away.

Everything within a ten-meter radius of Xiao Yang was obliterated into dust by the surge of sword energy emanating from him.

“Half-Saint? You also reached Half-Saint?”

Qin Fei’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Xiao Yang.

How could this be?

Xiao Yang had clearly self-destructed his dantian at the Grand Competition. How could he still cultivate? How could he have gathered Yuan Qi?

Qin Fei was going insane.

He summoned the demon sword, which had been knocked away, back to his side.

“Xiao Yang, you’ve caused me so much trouble—I’m going to kill you!”

Qin Fei unleashed every ounce of his demonic power, the fearsome aura radiating from him.