Chapter 10

“Quick, summon Senior Brother!”

Qin Fei’s cultivation just hit the Heavenly Martial Realm, and in the past few days, countless people have been sucking up to him, showering him with compliments. Even the Sect Leader subtly hinted at passing on his teachings to Qin Fei.

With an Innate Dao Body, he was leveling up faster than the Sect Holy Son, Xiao Yang, who has the True Sun Holy Body.

This whole journey has been a cakewalk for him, playing the victim card and gathering sympathy like it’s going out of style.

Everyone was feeling sorry for him and bending over backward to help him out.

Now that he’s riding high on his success, the Fuyiao Sword Sect is knocking on his door, and there’s no way he’s going to miss out on the chance to show off in front of everyone!

Qin Fei was also looking to establish his authority among his peers and weaken Xiao Yang’s influence within the sect.

At the Sword Comparison Platform:

“So, you’re the one who triggered the Nine Suns Shining Over the Sky phenomenon and shocked the Northern Region? Qin Fei?”

Li Xingyao, holding her sword, coldly scrutinized the figure before her.

“And you must be the Saintess of the Fuyiao Sword Sect, Li Xingyao?”

Qin Fei chuckled lightly, giving her an up-and-down look.

A flicker of disdain crossed Li Xingyao’s eyes.

“Make your move. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

She didn’t even draw her sword.

“Hmph!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Qin Fei activated the Qingyang Sword Technique.

A chilling sword aura surged from his hands, quickly coalescing into a flying sword right before him.

In the Heavenly Martial Realm, one can imbue their sword into their body, storing a sword pellet in their abdomen. When it’s time to fight, the flying sword bursts forth as sword qi, instantly slaying the enemy.

This is the True Yang Sword Sect’s technique of controlling the sword with qi.

A powerful wave of sword qi erupted from the flying sword, creating a faint protective barrier around the Sword Comparison Platform.

The barrier was triggered by the sword qi, shielding the audience from any accidental injuries caused by the clashes.

“Junior Brother Qin Fei is impressive! Just stepping into the Heavenly Martial Realm and he’s already imbued his sword!”

“How dare they say our Qingyang Sword Sect has no capable fighters? Qin Fei, give them a good smack in the face!”

“Junior Brother Qin Fei is an Innate Dao Body. Even though he just broke through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, he’s not to be underestimated.”

Excited shouting broke out among the Qingyang Sword Sect disciples watching.

“This is interesting, but you still can’t match me,” Li Xingyao replied coldly, shaking her head.

“How dare you look down on me?”

Qin Fei’s temper flared. Over the past few days, he had been the center of attention, everyone catering to him, celebrating his breakthrough with a three-day-long party.

So he was getting a bit too cocky.

How dare Li Xingyao underestimate him? Not even if she’s the Saintess of the Northern Region’s top sect.

“Catch this!”

Qin Fei attacked in anger.

“Whoosh!”

The flying sword unleashed an intense wave of sword qi, cutting straight towards Li Xingyao.

For a swordsman in the Heavenly Martial Realm, taking a head within a hundred paces is as easy as reaching into your pocket.

As Qin Fei struck, all the disciples from the Qingyang Sword Sect tensed up.

This was a battle that concerned the reputation of their sect!

If they lost miserably to the Fuyiao Sword Sect, they would be the laughingstock of the Northern Region’s forces.

However, in the blink of an eye, Li Xingyao simply reached out and caught the incoming flying sword with her right hand.

“What…?”

Jiang Qitian shot to his feet, eyes wide in disbelief as he stared at the shocking scene on the platform.

The Transmission Elder and Law Enforcement Elder beside him were equally stunned.

Only Li Daozhen remained calm, taking a sip of tea.

“This Qingyang Mountain Qingyang Spirit Mist tea isn’t bad,” Li Daozhen remarked casually.

“Junior Brother…” Jiang Ting exclaimed anxiously, fists clenched in worry.

“Soaring to the ninth heaven and plucking stars from the sky—this is the Fuyiao Star-Plucking Technique?”

Jiang Qitian gasped in astonishment.

This was the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s hidden secret and the nemesis of flying swords.

Who would’ve guessed that Li Xingyao had mastered such a technique?

With glowing flames swirling around her right hand, Li Xingyao restrained the flying sword as it thrashed like a snake in her grip.

“How is this possible…?”

“Barehanded sword catching?”

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene on the platform.

Qin Fei could hardly believe his eyes.

The Qingyang Sword Sect had been treating him like royalty these past few days.

But Li Xingyao wasn’t about to go easy on him.

“Return my flying sword!”

Qin Fei lunged forward, unleashing a Qingyang Shattering Fist directly at Li Xingyao.

“Hmph!”

Li Xingyao executed a spinning kick, arriving first and landing a solid strike to Qin Fei’s chest.

Qin Fei was sent flying, crashing into the barrier surrounding the platform before bouncing back and hitting the ground.

“Whoa!”

Blood sprayed from Qin Fei’s mouth.

“Junior Brother…” Jiang Ting shouted in alarm, rushing forward.

Everyone was shocked by the scene unfolding.

Li Xingyao stepped closer.

“Innate Dao Body, huh?”

“Bang!”

Li Xingyao kicked Qin Fei once more, sending him rolling away.

“Nine Suns Shining Over the Sky, is it?”

“Bang!”

Qin Fei’s cultivation had just broken through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, and now that he was being showered with flattery, even the Sect Leader was hinting at passing on his mantle. He had the Innate Dao Body, surpassing the Sect Holy Son, Xiao Yang, in cultivation speed. This whole time, he’d been pretending to be pitiful, and it was working wonders.

Everyone had sympathy for him, and everyone was helping him out.

Now, with his cultivation soaring, he was on cloud nine, and the Fuyiao Sword Sect was stepping up—he wasn’t about to miss the chance to show off!

But the reality of the situation was brutal.

Just as Li Xingyao delivered her crushing blows, he felt a sinking feeling of regret; he should have let Xiao Yang take over.

Countless disciples from the Qingyang Sword Sect were both shocked and furious.

No one expected such a gaping disparity between them!

Li Xingyao was utterly dominating Qin Fei.

“Fei’er…” Xiao Zhenshan and his wife gasped in horror, their precious adopted son humiliated beneath Li Xingyao’s foot.

“Little Brother Fei!” Xiao Yue’s eyes were red with worry.

“You’re crossing the line!” Jiang Qitian fumed, glaring at Li Daozhen.

Even though they had come to challenge, how dare they go this far and humiliate his disciple?

“The strong take precedence; the weak are prey. Isn’t that a basic truth for you, Sect Leader Jiang?” Li Daozhen replied leisurely.

At that moment, gasps erupted from the crowd.

On the platform, Li Xingyao had just crushed Qin Fei’s flying sword.

Now with his sword destroyed, another spurt of blood came from Qin Fei’s mouth.

Ten years of hard work were down the drain!

“You…” Jiang Qitian erupted with anger.

The Transmission Elder and Law Enforcement Elder were equally furious.

Disciples from the Qingyang Sword Sect watching couldn’t contain their outrage.

Li Xingyao had gone too far.

She had crushed Qin Fei’s flying sword—something no swordsman could handle! For a sword cultivator, their flying sword is like a second life. Losing one meant losing half their cultivation.

Jiang Qitian swiftly took down the barrier around the platform, ready to jump in, but Li Xingyao kicked Qin Fei down.

Disciples rushed to catch him as chaos unfolded beneath the platform.

Jiang Qitian trembled with rage; he never imagined they’d take it this far.

Qin Fei’s flying sword was now nothing but debris—he wouldn’t be able to refine a new one for at least a year and a half.

Basically, he was out of the competition for the upcoming tournament in five months.

“Damn it!” Jiang Qitian and the others were infuriated.

Disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect glared with fury at Li Xingyao on the platform.

At that moment, Jiang Ting dashed to Qin Fei’s side.

“Quick, get him out of here to heal!”

Desperation mixed with the threat of tears deepened her voice.

“Little Sister, I’m fine!” Qin Fei feebly said, seizing the moment to milk more sympathy.

But this time, he didn’t even need to act pitiful; he was already in dire straits.

“You’re in that condition and you say you’re fine?” Jiang Ting’s eyes turned red, heart aching.

“Fei’er…” Xiao Zhenshan held Qin Fei’s hand.

Everyone hastily helped Qin Fei down.

“If you’re not convinced, come at me all together!”

At that moment, Li Xingyao’s voice resonated throughout the square.

The atmosphere fell silent immediately.

Everyone glared furiously at Li Xingyao on the platform.

“We still have Senior Brother!”

“Yes, we have Senior Brother!”

“Senior Brother is the true number one amongst our younger generation!”

“Quick, summon Senior Brother!”

It finally hit them—they had a real powerhouse in their midst: their Senior Brother, the Sect Holy Son, Xiao Yang.

In this instant, everyone recalled that Xiao Yang was the Sect Holy Son, a genius in swordsmanship with a True Sun Holy Body, the strongest of their younger generation.

Lei Renjie and Qin Fei were practically no match for him.

However, their Senior Brother was still sulking in Reflection Cave on the back mountain.

“Zheng Fan, head to the back mountain and bring our Senior Brother here,” Jiang Qitian commanded his second disciple solemnly.

“Yes, Master!” Zheng Fan replied obediently.

…

“Get lost!”

From the back mountain, a thunderous shout erupted from the Reflection Cave.