Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Reborn, I’m Not Playing with You Anymore

“Disciple Xiao Yang, kneels to request the Sect to revoke the Holy Son!”

With this statement, the entire Qingyang Sword Sect erupted.

Xiao Yang actually requested the Sect to revoke his own title?

At this moment, holding the Holy Son token in both hands and kneeling on one knee in the grand hall, Xiao Yang felt an unprecedented calm in his heart.

In his past life, he had lived too stiflingly and submissively.

He was clearly the Sect Holy Son, possessing the best resources and envied by all for his True Sun Holy Body, a swordsmanship genius of the sect, the number one of his generation.

Yet this guy, Qin Fei, toyed with him like a puppet, and in the end, he died under Qin Fei’s sword.

In his past life, he gained a sudden enlightenment that cost him his life; he should have died just for glancing back!

Reborn, this time, he would live for himself.

Xiao Yang’s gaze was incredibly determined.

“Nonsense!”

Sect Leader Jiang Qitian was furious.

“Holy Son, don’t spout nonsense!”

The elders in the hall couldn’t sit still either.

Xiao Yang was a swordsmanship genius cultivated by their entire sect; if he didn’t become the Holy Son, who would?

“Disciple isn’t speaking nonsense. I’m narrow-minded, schemed against my fellow disciples, violated sect rules, lacking both virtue and capability. I really have no face to continue as the Sect’s Holy Son. I request the sect to revoke my title and select another outstanding disciple.”

Xiao Yang said with great seriousness.

“Senior Brother, what are you doing?”

Jiang Ting, beside him, was in a panic; she couldn’t believe Xiao Yang was actually going to ask the sect to revoke his own title.

Meanwhile, Qin Fei was secretly enjoying the spectacle.

What a twist! Xiao Yang seemed to be in a weird mood, not wanting to be the sect’s Holy Son anymore.

“Xiao Yang, is there anyone more qualified than you to be the Holy Son? Don’t ever speak of revoking the Holy Son title again!”

Jiang Qitian looked down at Xiao Yang with an imposing presence.

“You are mistaken, Master! My junior brother Qin Fei possesses an Innate Dao Body, the chosen one. After ten years, he is already at half-step Heavenly Martial Realm, only a little behind me. Given some time, he will definitely surpass me; he certainly qualifies to be the Holy Son.”

Xiao Yang declared loudly.

Qin Fei, oh Qin Fei, didn’t you strive with all your might to become the Holy Son in your past life? Let me help you out!

“What…”

Qin Fei was taken aback, pondering what Xiao Yang meant.

Although he became a closed-door disciple of Sect Leader Jiang Qitian and reached half-step Heavenly Martial Realm in just ten years, he was still a little short of the Holy Son title.

There are seven great realms below the Immortal Realm: Qi Training, Foundation Establishment, Dragon Transformation, Divine Ability, Heavenly Martial, Divine Martial, and Holy Martial. Above the Immortal Realm, there are further realms like Earthly Immortal, True Immortal, and Invincible Celestial.

Xiao Yang, with his True Sun Holy Body, spent twenty arduous years to reach the Heavenly Martial Realm.

However, Qin Fei naturally had the Innate Dao Body, close to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his cultivation speed was even more astonishing than Xiao Yang’s.

Qin Fei reached half-step Heavenly Martial Realm in just ten years, and it wouldn’t take long for him to break through to the true Heavenly Martial Realm.

It’s worth noting that the elders in the sect took a lifetime to reach the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Qin Fei only took over ten years, equivalent to what others achieved through endless toil.

This was why the sect had begun to cultivate Qin Fei wholeheartedly in recent years.

Especially in recent years, among the entire Qingyang Sword Sect, everyone knew Qin Fei, but not Xiao Yang.

Even Master Jiang Qitian slowly distanced himself from Xiao Yang.

Little Junior Sister was completely focused on Qin Fei.

Even when their parents occasionally visited the mountain, they first went to see their adopted son, Qin Fei.

Sister Xiao Yue was the first to deliver her gifts to her pitiful adopted brother.

As their biological son and elder brother, all he got were the leftovers that Qin Fei picked through.

In his past life, he had caused a scene, been hysterical, argued with his parents and sister, and had cold wars with his junior sister.

The result was everyone saying he was immature, petty, and narrow-minded.

“Qin Fei’s parents both died; how pitiful! Let’s care for him!”

Ironically, in the end, wasn’t it your precious disciple, dear son, and beloved brother who wiped out the entire Qingyang Sword Sect and exterminated the Xiao family?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang became even more resolute to draw the line with these people.

Reborn once more, I’m not playing with you anymore.

“Holy Son, are you blaming me for favoritism?”

Jiang Qitian was clearly enraged.

As the Senior Brother and Holy Son, Xiao Yang should care for his fellow disciples and nurture the younger ones.

Qin Fei is a junior brother; what’s wrong with giving him a spot?

It genuinely disappointed Jiang Qitian that Xiao Yang lacked such demeanor and broad-mindedness.

“Disciple wouldn’t dare…”

Xiao Yang still knelt on one knee and raised the Holy Son token high.

At this moment, everyone finally understood—Senior Brother was indeed blaming the Sect Leader for favoritism!

In recent years, they hadn’t really been paying much attention to Senior Brother.

And indeed, the cultivation resources of the sect had tilted toward Qin Fei.

“Holy Son, stop this madness and withdraw!”

Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie spoke in a deep voice.

“Disciple requests the Sect to revoke the Holy Son!”

Xiao Yang’s tone remained incredibly resolute.

“Impudence! Where are the law enforcement disciples? Don’t you dare take the Holy Son to Reflection Cave to reflect on his sins?”

Jiang Qitian was truly infuriated.

Two law enforcement disciples rushed forward.

“Senior Brother, sorry about this.”

As they spoke, one on each side tried to lift Xiao Yang off the ground.

However, with a single push,

Xiao Yang, kneeling there, didn’t budge an inch.

“This…”

The two law enforcement disciples suddenly changed their expressions.

“Senior Brother, you should quickly apologize to Dad!”

Jiang Ting was anxious.

“I’m not wrong, why should I apologize?”

Xiao Yang replied coldly.

“You…”

Jiang Ting was momentarily left speechless.

“Xiao Yang…”

Jiang Qitian slowly stood from his seat, a terrifying aura radiating from him, causing everyone to feel a choking sensation.

Jiang Qitian stared at Xiao Yang; this was his foremost disciple, yet he continuously defied him, challenging his authority, and any shred of guilt Jiang Qitian felt vanished in an instant.

The elders in the grand hall couldn’t help but change their expressions.

At that moment, Xiao Yang felt as if an invisible mountain weighed down on him, cracking the floor beneath him.

Yet, in the face of this terrifying pressure, he still stood upright, directly meeting Jiang Qitian’s gaze from his throne.

Jiang Qitian stretched out his right hand, pointing in the air at Xiao Yang.

A sword Qi struck directly at Xiao Yang.

In the next moment, all of Xiao Yang’s cultivation was sealed.

“Return the Holy Son token to me first. You will go to the back mountain and reflect. Come out only after you’ve thought it through.”

Jiang Qitian then reached out, grabbing the air.

The Holy Son token in Xiao Yang’s hand immediately flew into Jiang Qitian’s grasp.

“Dad, what are you doing?”

Jiang Ting hurriedly stepped forward to block Xiao Yang.

“Little Junior Sister!”

Qin Fei rushed forward to pull Jiang Ting aside.

Jiang Ting instinctively jerked away from Qin Fei’s hand.

Qin Fei stumbled back a few steps.

“Little Junior Brother, I… I didn’t mean it…”

Jiang Ting quickly went over to support Qin Fei.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang had already let go, but deep down, he felt a twinge of pain.

Indeed, childhood friends could never compare to the chosen one!

Xiao Yang stood up dejectedly, then walked out of the grand hall, heading toward the back mountain, entering the Reflection Cave.

That night, the Demon Sect attacked.

Demon Qi surged, even blocking out the moon in the sky.

The elders of the Qingyang Sword Sect hurriedly led the disciples to confront the enemy.

One after another, sword lights surged from Qingyang Mountain, tearing apart the void and illuminating the world.

Under the night sky, a mysterious shadow stealthily entered the back mountain, heading straight for the Reflection Cave.