Chapter 232

Chapter 232: I’m Not Your Biological Son, So How Could I Be Like You?

Xiao Yang finally severed ties with Jiang Qitian and left the Qingyang Sword Sect.

He didn’t even want his junior sister, Jiang Ting.

However, he hadn’t descended Yuanwu Mountain yet when someone set their sights on him.

As that person was about to take action against Xiao Yang, Nie Ruhua, Hua Mengli, and Ling Xian’er rushed in to chase them down.

The person in the shadows immediately concealed themselves.

These three women were not ordinary; they had all made remarkable marks during the Jiazi Grand Competition.

Especially Ling Xian’er, her Taiyin Sacred Body had shocked everyone.

“Xiao Yang, join my Heguan Sect, I promise you’ll be as happy as an immortal,” Nie Ruhua directly courted Xiao Yang.

In her eyes, even though Xiao Yang had exploded his dantian and become a cripple, if he joined the Heguan Sect, he could help cultivate successors in swordsmanship.

“Pfft, the Heguan Sect isn’t even worth considering; you should join my Carefree Palace instead!” Hua Mengli retorted coldly.

“What are you two demonesses doing?!” Ling Xian’er arrived.

She looked displeased because Nie Ruhua and Hua Mengli dared to compete for Xiao Yang.

“Can’t you see? We’re inviting Xiao Yang to join our sects,” Nie Ruhua’s voice boomed like a stubborn bull.

“Scram, both of you!” Ling Xian’er’s tone was icy, and a chilling aura immediately spread from her.

Hua Mengli and Nie Ruhua were taken aback.

This ice princess wouldn’t back down?

They didn’t dare take her lightly.

Of course, they wouldn’t leave.

“He’s mine!” Ling Xian’er glared at Hua Mengli and Nie Ruhua, word by word.

“What’s that? Looking to fight?” Hua Mengli exclaimed angrily.

“Exactly, you think you can claim him?” Nie Ruhua glared at Ling Xian’er in frustration.

“Just based on how my fists are harder than yours!” Ling Xian’er shot back, not wasting words.

“Ha ha…” Nie Ruhua was so mad, she laughed.

Hua Mengli also glared at Ling Xian’er in anger.

“Alright, I don’t plan on joining any sect for now.”

Xiao Yang was truly speechless.

These three didn’t even ask if he wanted to join their sects.

“This…”

The three women were momentarily stunned.

“Xiao Yang, you’ve become a cripple. Have you thought about how you’re going to survive?” Nie Ruhua asked.

“That’s none of your concern,” Xiao Yang replied as he continued down the mountain.

It was dusk, and the sunset looked like blood.

Once he left Yuanwu Mountain, he made a beeline for a town.

This was Wangxian City.

From the tall buildings in Wangxian City, one could see Yuanwu Mountain.

People here, to varying degrees, possessed some martial skills.

This place used to be the territory of the Fuyiao Sword Sect.

However, since the Fuyiao Sword Sect withdrew, Qingyang Sword Sect’s territory now covered this area.

But the Qingyang Sword Sect hadn’t sent anyone to take over the city yet.

Wangxian City was a bit chaotic at the moment.

Now that it wasn’t the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s territory anymore, things got a little out of hand since they had already left.

Without the Fuyiao Sword Sect to maintain order, the entire Wangxian City began to descend into chaos.

Xiao Yang checked into an inn within the city.

Nie Ruhua, Ling Xian’er, and Hua Mengli followed him there.

Their arrival instantly caused a stir in the city.

After entering the inn, Xiao Yang found a seat by the window and ordered a few dishes along with a pot of wine, pouring himself a drink.

Having left the Qingyang Sword Sect, he hadn’t figured out what to do next.

However, he knew that Qin Fei definitely wouldn’t let him off the hook.

And the Smoke Rain Tower?

Those assassins still had a mission to kill him.

The assassins from the Smoke Rain Tower could strike at any moment.

And those people from the Demon Sect.

Xiao Yang had already sensed someone lurking in the shadows.

If it weren’t for Ling Xian’er and the others following him, those hidden figures probably would’ve already attacked.

Ling Xian’er and the others also settled down at the inn.

Ling Xian’er sat directly across from Xiao Yang.

Nie Ruhua and Hua Mengli weren’t ones to lag behind—they each took a seat beside him.

“You all…” Xiao Yang couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly.

Just then, a group of people walked into the inn.

Xiao Yang looked up and saw none other than Xiao Zhenshan, Chen Ruolan, and Xiao Yue.

Xiao Zhenshan scanned the common room and, upon spotting Xiao Yang, strode directly over to him.

“Unfilial son, you’re quite hard to find!” Xiao Zhenshan shouted angrily at Xiao Yang.

“Why are you looking for me?” Xiao Yang冷冷的说道。

“I want to sever our father-son relationship!” Xiao Zhenshan gritted his teeth.

“Is that so?” Xiao Yang replied nonchalantly.

“Yang’er, you’ve disappointed us incredibly,” Chen Ruolan added, visibly upset.

“Elder brother, have you lost your mind? How dare you leave the Qingyang Sword Sect? Do you know how much our Xiao family stands to lose because of this?” Xiao Yue blurted out in accusation.

“I, Xiao Zhenshan, don’t accept a son like you!” Xiao Zhenshan was furious.

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly and looked at Xiao Zhenshan, saying, “I’m not your biological son, so of course, you can’t have a son like me.”

“What…”

Xiao Zhenshan’s face changed instantly in his fury.

“Yang’er, what do you mean by that?” Chen Ruolan’s expression changed dramatically as well.

“Elder brother, what nonsense are you talking about?” Xiao Yue coldly interjected.

At this moment, Hua Mengli, Ling Xian’er, and Nie Ruhua all looked at Xiao Yang in shock.

He’s actually not Xiao Zhenshan’s son?

How is that possible? It can’t be!

“The head of the Xiao family, do you really think I’m talking nonsense?” Xiao Yang looked at Xiao Zhenshan with a half-smile.

Having torn his relationship with the Qingyang Sword Sect, Xiao Yang didn’t mind ripping his relationship with the Xiao family as well.

“You…”

Xiao Zhenshan was so shocked he was speechless.

How did Xiao Yang know this secret?

After all, this secret was known only to them as a couple, and Chen Ruolan would never disclose it to Xiao Yang.

They still depended on Xiao Yang to provide training resources for the Xiao family through the Qingyang Sword Sect!

“Yang’er, you were born after ten months of pregnancy. How could you not be our child?” Chen Ruolan hurriedly explained.

“Is that so?” Xiao Yang replied noncommittally.

“Unfilial son, what’s your attitude?” Xiao Zhenshan was both shocked and furious.

“Actually, you don’t need to act in front of me anymore.”

Xiao Yang’s voice was ice-cold and devoid of emotion.

“What do you mean by that?” Xiao Zhenshan sensed that something was off.

“I know everything.”

Xiao Yang laid it all on the line.

“No, Yang’er, don’t misunderstand!” Chen Ruolan wanted to explain further.

“I’m not misunderstanding; from now on, the Xiao family has nothing to do with me.”

Xiao Yang’s tone was resolute.

“Elder brother, what craziness is this?” Xiao Yue exclaimed angrily.

“I’m not crazy; I’m very clear-headed.”

Xiao Yang glanced at Xiao Yue.

“You wanted to sever ties with me? I couldn’t have asked for more!”

Xiao Yang continued.

“Unfilial son, you’re now a cripple without our Xiao family; your survival is in jeopardy. How dare you spout nonsense here?” Xiao Zhenshan glared at Xiao Yang.

“Tell me my origins!”

Xiao Yang’s breaking point with the Xiao family was precisely to understand his lineage.

“Ha ha, dream on!” Xiao Zhenshan laughed heartily.

“Tell me everything, and this is yours.”

Xiao Yang took out a small bottle containing Gathering Yuan Pills and placed it on the table before him.

Xiao Zhenshan dismissed it with a scoff.

“How about this?”

Xiao Yang flipped his right hand, producing a Spiritual Herb.

“Premium Spiritual Herb, Crimson Dragon Grass?”

Xiao Zhenshan began showing signs of losing composure.

This was a premium Spiritual Herb, exceedingly rare and valuable.

“Pffft, how could I, Xiao Zhenshan, bow down for a single herb?”

Xiao Zhenshan scoffed.

“And what about these two?”

Xiao Yang nonchalantly took out another Spiritual Herb from his belongings.

This herb exuded even richer spiritual energy than the Crimson Dragon Grass.

It resembled a phoenix about to take flight.

This was the Tianfeng Fruit.

Seeing the Tianfeng Fruit on the table made Xiao Zhenshan uneasy.

“I will not tell you your origins.”

Xiao Zhenshan stated defiantly.

“Very well!”

Xiao Yang pushed further, pulling out three premium Spiritual Herbs at once.

“This…”

Xiao Zhenshan was now thoroughly perturbed.

Chen Ruolan appeared equally flustered.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yue had only just learned that Xiao Yang wasn’t her biological brother.

This news left her completely dazed.

Impossible. There’s no way!

How could Xiao Yang not be her real brother?

Yet, looking at her parents’ expressions and Xiao Yang’s reaction told her otherwise— Xiao Yang really wasn’t a member of the Xiao family.

“It seems these Spiritual Herbs aren’t enough for the head of the Xiao family to value, so let it be.”

Xiao Yang began to retract the herbs from the table.

“Wait!”

Xiao Zhenshan urgently called out to stop him.

“Speak!”

Xiao Yang replied indifferently.

He appeared calm, but inside, he was incredibly anxious; he was finally going to learn about his heritage.

At that moment, Xiao Zhenshan and Chen Ruolan exchanged glances.

Xiao Zhenshan then said, “We don’t even know who your parents are. Your grandfather brought you back long ago. You have a jade pendant with you, that should have been left by your biological parents.”

“Grandfather? Jade pendant?”

Xiao Yang’s right hand flipped over, revealing the jade pendant he had retrieved from Jiang Ting.

This pendant was what he thought was left for him by his grandfather; who would have guessed it was a memento from his real parents?

But aside from the ancient patterns, he couldn’t discern anything else.

“Oh? This jade pendant…”

Suddenly, someone at a nearby table gasped.

Xiao Yang turned his head and saw a man and a woman seated there.

The man looked elegant and noble, despite his simple attire, exuding an air of superiority.

The woman, dressed in white, had two big eyes fixed on the jade pendant in Xiao Yang’s hand.

“Brother, isn’t this…”

The woman started to say but stopped short.

“Be careful with your words!”

The man said to the woman.

“Do the two of you perhaps know the origin of my jade pendant?”

Xiao Yang asked.

“Not at all.”

The man replied without hesitation.

Yet, the woman continued to gaze at the jade pendant, indicating she might know something.

Xiao Yang felt a rush of excitement.