Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Directly Attacking Qingyun Mountain

Xiao Yang’s decision to join the Qingyun Sect wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Right now, Qingyun Sect ranked ninth in the North, but it only had Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er as its two disciples.

The master is the Sect Leader, and naturally, the apprentice is the sect’s top disciple and the holy maiden.

Currently, Qingyun Sect faces a big issue.

Despite being ranked ninth, it lacks the ability to manage the territory that belongs to a ninth-ranked sect.

Now, Qingyun Sect has no people, no territory, and not even a single mountain peak.

That’s pretty awkward.

Xiao Yang knew very well the situation of Qingyun Sect.

With only Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er, how could they possibly go seize various cultivation resources from others?

However, the first thing they had to do was reclaim the mountain peak of Qingyun Sect.

So they got to work.

Xiao Yang directly ended his seclusion and, along with Liu Qingyun and the others, charged straight to the ancestral grounds of the Qingyun Sect.

Qingyun Mountain, Fuyao Mountain, and Qingyang Mountain were known as one of the three major blessed lands in the North.

But hundreds of years ago, after the Demon Sect invaded, this blessed land underwent massive changes.

Qingyun Mountain could no longer gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

In just a few hundred years, the spiritual energy around Qingyun Mountain had become incredibly thin.

Some said that the earth veins of Qingyun Mountain were damaged by the Demon Sect, leading to spiritual energy leakage.

Over the course of several centuries, the spiritual veins were exhausted, and thus the spiritual energy of Qingyun Mountain inevitably became sparse.

Now, Xiao Yang, Liu Qingyun, and Ling Xian’er stood before the mountain gate of Qingyun Mountain.

The once-magnificent archway at the gate had collapsed.

Shattered pieces of the archway scattered on the ground.

Nie Ruhua and Hua Mengli didn’t come along.

The Heguan Sect and Carefree Palace had started taking over the territories and cultivation resources that belonged to the two major sects.

Nie Ruhua is the senior sister of Heguan Sect, and Hua Mengli is also the holy maiden of the Carefree Palace—how could they not be present?

“I mean, brother, your Qingyun Sect leader position really is a tough gig, huh?”

Xiao Yang was at a loss for words.

Liu Qingyun was at least a few hundred years old.

After all that time and cultivation, he hadn’t even broken into the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Liu Qingyun took Xiao Yang as his little apprentice.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was Ling Xian’er’s master uncle.

Of course, Liu Qingyun still wanted to marry Ling Xian’er to Xiao Yang.

But Xiao Yang really wasn’t keen on any uncle-nephew romance.

“What can I say? My cultivation talent is just too lousy! If I hadn’t hit the jackpot eating a spiritual herb and had drastically increased my lifespan, I wouldn’t even be able to claim a patch of grass for a grave, much less the bones!” Liu Qingyun sighed.

Cultivation talent is innate, after all.

Sure, there are elixirs that can improve one’s physique.

But those elixirs are rarer than hen’s teeth.

He couldn’t even regain possession of his own mountain peak, let alone have the funds to buy something that could alter his physique.

But now it was different.

Xiao Yang had joined the Qingyun Sect.

He was a major tycoon!

Liu Qingyun had already heard from Ling Xian’er that Xiao Yang had thrown five exquisite spiritual herbs at Xiao Zhenshan just to pry loose his backstory.

Xiao Yang couldn’t believe that Liu Qingyun’s cultivation talent was so weak he couldn’t even break into the Heavenly Martial Realm after hundreds of years.

His disciple, Ling Xian’er, had already made it to the Divine Martial Realm.

Ling Xian’er was hiding her strength, it seemed.

Quiet as a mouse most of the time, but she rocked the boat when she made a move.

Who would’ve guessed she would snag ninth place at the Grand Competition?

“Who the hell are you guys? Get lost!”

At that moment, two figures walked out from the mountain gate.

Xiao Yang looked up and saw two young men dressed in black.

These black-clad youths coldly stared at Xiao Yang and the others.

“Still not rolling? Want me to help you get lost?” One of them, with a sharp face, sneered menacingly.

“Are these the ones squatting on your mountain?” Xiao Yang glanced at Liu Qingyun.

“Yep, Skywolf Gang!” Liu Qingyun nodded.

“Do you even know this is our Skywolf Gang’s territory? You really don’t fear for your lives, do you?” the other black-clad youth said coldly.

“From how arrogant you guys are, it’s pretty obvious that the Skywolf Gang isn’t exactly a friendly bunch,” Xiao Yang retorted casually.

“What did you say?” The sharp-faced black-clad guy got furious and instantly drew his blade, shouting threateningly at Xiao Yang and the others.

“Why waste words on these lowlifes?” The other black-clad youth swiftly pulled out his sword, marching forward to swing down at Xiao Yang.

Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er didn’t move.

Xiao Yang didn’t budge either.

Then, the black-clad youth’s sword came crashing down onto Xiao Yang’s head.

“Clang!”

The sound ringed as if the sword had struck divine iron! Xiao Yang’s head remained completely unscathed, not even a hair out of place.

But the sword in the black-clad youth’s hand shattered instantly.

“……”

The black-clad youth looked shocked, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

The sharp-faced one also stood there dumbfounded.

His head was somehow tougher than the steel in their hands?

Although they were just gatekeeper lackeys of the Skywolf Gang, their swords were forged with high-grade steel.

Despite being only at the Qi Refining Realm, their blade could chop a big tree in half without a problem!

Even solid rock could be split apart with a single blow.

Seeing the situation, the black-clad youth wanted to retreat in panic.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yang threw a punch right at his chest.

“Thud!”

“Crack!”

The sound of impact and breaking bones echoed simultaneously.

The black-clad youth’s face turned beet red instantly, his eyes bulging out as blood spilled from his mouth.

Looking down, he realized he had been hit so hard that his chest met his back.

The black-clad youth was terrified.

“You chopped at me, so I hit you back, fair trade, right?” Xiao Yang said as he withdrew his fist.

That black-clad man crashed to the ground, convulsed a few times, and went silent.

The sharp-faced guy screamed and tossed his blade, bolting back inside the mountain gate.

“Junior brother! I knew you’d be a treasure! Those Jiang Qitian and his bunch are blind as bats!” Liu Qingyun said proudly.

“You’re the only one seeing clearly here?” Xiao Yang shot Liu Qingyun a glance, only to see him looking puffed up.

Liu Qingyun had lived for hundreds of years; he may not have other talents, but he sure had an eye for talent.

Everyone assumed Xiao Yang had become a waste after self-destructing his dantian at the Grand Competition.

Even Jiang Qitian thought Xiao Yang was finished.

Yet, Liu Qingyun believed Xiao Yang wouldn’t become useless.

Turns out Liu Qingyun’s bet paid off.

He’d wandered in the North for hundreds of years and had never encountered someone with such strong martial prowess.

Xiao Yang’s martial body far exceeded his imagination.

This was simply the legendary indestructible body!

At that moment, a horn sounded from within the mountain gate.

Xiao Yang and the others didn’t hesitate any longer.

Ling Xian’er led the way.

They saw a swarm of figures rushing down from the mountain.

These guys looked fierce, each wielding a weapon.

Xiao Yang immediately recognized they were no good.

Ling Xian’er surged forward and directly cut through the crowd.

Then all those folks stood frozen like ice sculptures, instantly encased in ice.

Xiao Yang and the others kept moving.

Shouts and roars rang out from the mountain.

Right now, the entire Qingyun Mountain was in an uproar.

This was the Skywolf Gang’s lair, after all.

Countless members of the Skywolf Gang charged out from the mountain.

Ling Xian’er began to cut a swath up the mountain, leaving a trail of human-shaped ice sculptures in her wake.

Xiao Yang and Liu Qingyun leisurely followed behind Ling Xian’er.

“Disciple, take it easy! You’re freezing them all! I won’t get any loot this way!” Liu Qingyun was genuinely frustrated.

Ling Xian’er had completely frozen up all the members of the Skywolf Gang along with whatever they had on them.

As the trio continued on, he realized he hadn’t gotten a single trophy.

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

What loot could these small fry even have?

“Who the hell are you? Why are you storming my Skywolf Gang?”

When they reached a pavilion halfway up the hill, an angry roar echoed from inside.

Then a bald, muscular man strode out from the pavilion.

He stood at nearly nine feet, bare-chested, donned with a tiger-skin belt and animal-hide boots, wielding a wolf fang club, staring fiercely at Xiao Yang and his crew.

His physique was mountain-like, glistening like bronze under the sunlight.

His arms were thick, muscles bulging, giving an overwhelming sense of power.

Just standing there on the ground filled one with an inescapable oppressive feeling.

“Third Master, it’s these guys! They suddenly attacked, and many of our brothers fell to their hands!” one person shouted loudly.

“You’re looking for death!” The bald man glared at Xiao Yang and his group, furious.

“Who’s seeking death here? This is our Qingyun Sect’s place by default! If you have any sense, just scram down the mountain. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being merciless!” Liu Qingyun stepped forward and declared sternly to the bald man.

“What? You’re from Qingyun Sect?” The bald man froze for a moment, realizing the predicament.

As the Third Master of the Skywolf Gang, he wasn’t stupid.

Qingyun Mountain has always been the rightful territory of Qingyun Sect.

Over ten years ago, the Skywolf Gang kicked Liu Qingyun out, taking over Qingyun Mountain.

Since then, Qingyun Mountain had become their stronghold.

“It’s you?” At this moment, the bald man finally recognized Liu Qingyun.

“You think you can just come back after we let you off the hook back then?” He glared at Liu Qingyun.

“Haha, you let me go? Talk about delusions! With the likes of you, do you think you can kill me?” Liu Qingyun sneered.

Xiao Yang leaned against a wall, enjoying the show.

Didn’t expect Liu Qingyun had this history with the muscular bald dude.

“Fine! Since you’ve come back seeking death, I, Tong Zhan, have no reason not to oblige!” The bald man coldly glared at Liu Qingyun.