Chapter 139

“So, spill it! Why are you impersonating me while dressing like a guy?”

Outside the gates of Nine Heavens City.

Xiao Yang couldn’t believe the kind of quality he was dealing with from the disciples of Shifang Qimen.

What a bunch of lowlifes!

He initially wanted to blend in and enter the city quietly, but instead, he was stopped by these two gatekeeper disciples who had way too much to say.

They started throwing insults right off the bat.

This really got under Xiao Yang’s skin.

“I’m not changing my name or my title. You’re saying I’m pretending to be Xiao Yang?”

Xiao Yang was at a loss for words. His true self was right here!

Seriously, how ridiculous is it that someone would impersonate him to make a scene in Nine Heavens City?

Who would dare?

I mean, Qingyang Sword Sect is one of the top ten forces in the Northern Region, and Xiao Yang is a proud inner disciple. Don’t they fear Qingyang Sword Sect coming after them for this?

“If you don’t have a city entrance token, scram! Stop yapping here, Xiao Yang is already in the city. If you aren’t him, then who is?”

The tall and skinny disciple from Shifang Qimen scoffed.

Wait, isn’t Shifang Qimen supposed to be the big deal here?

Just two gatekeeper disciples and they’re acting all high and mighty?

Xiao Yang glanced at their outfits—these two were wearing blue robes, just outer disciples of Shifang Qimen, not even inner disciples.

If the inner disciples were this arrogant, they might as well float to heaven!

“Why’s it so noisy so early in the morning?”

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside the gate.

Xiao Yang looked up and saw someone he recognized walking out.

“You?”

He was surprised, and upon seeing Xiao Yang, the person turned to make a run for it.

But there was someone right behind him.

He nearly bumped into the person coming up behind him.

“You guys…”

Seeing the other person left Xiao Yang even more shocked.

“Kid, the real deal is here, and you’re about to be in big trouble!”

The tall and skinny Shifang Qimen gatekeeper disciple sneered.

“Holy Son Xiao, you’ve come at the perfect time. This guy is pretending to be you!”

Another gatekeeping disciple pointed at Xiao Yang.

“Me? Pretending to be the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect?”

Xiao Yang crossed his arms and looked at the two with a smirk.

They were none other than the biggest con artist in the Northern Region, Liu Qingyun, and his precious female disciple, Ling Xian’er.

Liu Qingyun, the great con artist, was wearing a long, flowing blue robe, looking quite ethereal with his hair pinned up by a simple jade hairpin, a few silver strands dancing in the wind.

It’s true what they say, clothes make the man, and this con artist is giving off some serious elegant vibes.

As for Ling Xian’er, she was cross-dressing as a tall and charismatic “young man.”

She also didn’t expect to run into Xiao Yang at the city gate.

But she was still composed, not a hint of panic in sight.

It’s true what they say—like master, like disciple.

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but admire this duo.

The master is a conman, and the disciple is a little con artist too—both flaunting their tricks in Nine Heavens City.

This Ling Xian’er even had the guts to impersonate him.

“Didn’t you just say you were the Holy Son Xiao Yang of Qingyang Sword Sect? Now that the real deal is here, you’re backpedaling? Feeling scared?”

One of the Shifang Qimen gatekeepers mocked.

“Elder Lei, this guy has the audacity to impersonate the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect, how should we deal with this fake?”

The other gatekeeper looked at Xiao Yang with malicious glee.

“Elder Lei? What are you planning to do about me?”

Xiao Yang looked at Liu Qingyun.

This con artist has some nerve for impersonating the Law Enforcement Elder, Lei Lie.

Lei Lie isn’t some nobody—plenty of people in the Northern Region know him.

If this backfires, I can’t wait to see how you wiggle out of this one!

Given Elder Lei’s temper, if he finds out someone impersonated him to make a scene, he might just take Liu Qingyun down!

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang isn’t someone who frequently wanders around, so not many people recognize him.

“Hahaha…”

Liu Qingyun burst into laughter and patted Xiao Yang on the shoulder, “My dear son-in-law, what a surprise to see you!”

Despite being caught red-handed by Xiao Yang, he was completely unfazed, not a hint of embarrassment.

“Son-in-law?”

Xiao Yang was dumbstruck. What’s going on here?

“So, you’re saying he’s Elder Lei’s son-in-law?”

The two Shifang Qimen outer disciples were just as confused.

“Haha, it’s all a misunderstanding! He’s my son-in-law; he often jokes around saying he’s the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect,” Liu Qingyun chuckled.

“Oh, I see!”

The two outer disciples nodded, realizing that since he was Elder Lei’s son-in-law and so familiar with Holy Son Xiao, a little joke seemed harmless.

“When did I become your son-in-law?”

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Son-in-law, didn’t I mention before how much I admire you? I was planning to marry my daughter off to you!”

Liu Qingyun said, patting Xiao Yang’s shoulder.

“You…”

Xiao Yang was pondering whether to expose Liu Qingyun.

But at that moment, he sensed the presence of Huang Tian and Li Fan Yin.

“Alright, let’s head into the city and talk!”

Xiao Yang grabbed Liu Qingyun and the cross-dressing Ling Xian’er and marched toward the city.

The two outer disciples from Shifang Qimen didn’t dare to stop them again. Their attitude completely changed as they lowered their heads and showed respect, stepping aside.

“Elder, take care! Holy Son, safe travels!”

They nodded and bowed, watching Xiao Yang and the others leave.

Soon, two figures descended from the sky, landing outside the city gate.

It was Li Fan Yin and Huang Tian.

“Welcome back, young lady!”

The two gatekeepers hurried to salute Li Fan Yin.

“Who were those people just now?”

Li Fan Yin asked, watching Xiao Yang and his group disappear into the city.

She felt that the figure in the middle seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn’t place it immediately.

“Oh, they’re from Qingyang Sword Sect—Elder Lei and Holy Son Xiao, along with Elder Lei’s son-in-law,” the tall disciple quickly explained.

“Elder Lei? Do you mean the Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie from Qingyang Sword Sect?”

Huang Tian pondered, having seen many top figures from Qingyang Sword Sect, including Lei Lie.

“So, Holy Son Xiao is here?”

Li Fan Yin was somewhat surprised.

With the upcoming competition, what are they doing in Nine Heavens City?

After all, Qingyang Sword Sect and Shifang Qimen are rivals.

She dashed into the city, but Xiao Yang and his group had already vanished.

“Wow, they sure are quick! But in this Nine Heavens City, there’s no one I, Li Fan Yin, can’t find.”

She also wanted to have a word with the guy who defeated the Holy Maiden of Fuyiao Sword Sect, Li Xingyao.

Xiao Yang’s victory over Li Xingyao had made waves throughout the Northern Region.

All the young talents were curious about him.

Li Xingyao was the Holy Maiden of Fuyiao Sword Sect, the top figure among the younger generation.

However, she had been defeated by Xiao Yang when they crossed swords at Qingyang Mountain.

Thinking about Xiao Yang being in the city made Li Fan Yin a bit excited.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang had pulled Liu Qingyun and the cross-dressing Ling Xian’er into a side alley not far from the city gate.

“Now, talk! Why are you impersonating me?”

Xiao Yang crossed his arms, a smirk on his face as he stared at Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er.