Xiao Yang really couldn’t believe that he was actually taken advantage of by the Sect Holy Daughter.
Even after the Sect Holy Daughter had left for a long time, he still felt that everything was too unreal.
It felt like he was stuck in a dream.
The Sect Holy Daughter took away his jade pendant.
That jade pendant was a keepsake from his grandfather.
It was also the only thing his parents had left him.
He didn’t want to give it up, but then he thought, they had already shared an intimate moment, so it wouldn’t be a big deal to give it to her since it was originally meant for his future wife.
Actually, Xiao Yang had already guessed how the Sect Holy Daughter found him here.
It had to be because of the jade pendant.
That day, the immortal servant who came looking for him probably did something sneaky with the pendant without him noticing.
Otherwise, how could the Sect Holy Daughter have possibly tracked him down?
Fortunately, she had come; otherwise, he would have been in big trouble.
That guy from the Demon Sect was a total pervert, wanting to turn him into a demon slave.
If he ended up as that guy’s demon slave, it would be worse than death—he would never be reborn.
Xiao Yang sat cross-legged on the ground.
Around him were the shredded garments from his tussle with the Sect Holy Daughter.
You could see just how brutal their close-quarters combat had been.
He still had eight Devil’s Spikes embedded in him.
Those spikes were deep within his body, leaving only a bit sticking out.
“Hmph!”
Xiao Yang activated the Futu Heavenly Skill, slowly circulating his energy.
The Devil’s Spikes lodged in his energy points started vibrating.
Before long, he was sweating profusely, and smoke was billowing from his head.
He looked like a shrimp being roasted.
One by one, he forced the Devil’s Spikes out of his body.
The Devil’s Spikes were indeed treasures of the demonic path.
Even land immortals would have their cultivation sealed by the Devil’s Spikes if struck in their energy points, left to be slaughtered by their opponents.
Half an hour later, the pin that had sealed his Heavenly Aperture was finally forced out, clattering to the ground.
His divine essence began to recover.
With a single thought, a surge of divine awareness emanated from between his eyebrows.
Immediately, the surrounding spiritual energy was drawn in, converging wildly towards Xiao Yang.
Inside his consciousness, he saw the Futian Sword and Taiyin Dragon Pearl suspended next to his divine essence.
They say divine objects have spirits; yet, when I was captured by the Demon Sect, when I was taken advantage of by the Sect Holy Daughter, they didn’t show up to help.
At this moment, the lower half of Xiao Yang’s body was still unable to move.
Although both his hands could move, he still couldn’t release the Fire Scale Sacred Beast from his right arm.
That was because there were still two Devil’s Spikes lodged in his shoulders.
As Xiao Yang regained his divine awareness, the speed at which he expelled the other Devil’s Spikes increased significantly.
Soon, the Devil’s Spike that had pierced his right shoulder was forced out.
A rush of energy surged directly into his right arm.
With a fierce grip of his right hand, a powerful force erupted from his arm.
However, just as Xiao Yang was about to continue channeling energy to force out the spike in his left shoulder, a figure silently appeared in front of him.
The person stepped out from the shadows.
Xiao Yang looked up and was taken aback.
“Qin Fei?”
Xiao Yang never expected Qin Fei would dare to return.
Was he not afraid of running into the Sect Holy Daughter?
“Haha… Surprised, aren’t you? I’m back!”
Qin Fei looked smugly at Xiao Yang, who was sitting on the ground.
“Wow, I can’t believe you, Xiao Yang, would do such an ugly thing. If this gets out, your Qingyun Sect will lose all face!”
Qin Fei glared at Xiao Yang coldly.
“What ugly thing did I do?”
Xiao Yang shrugged dismissively.
“Xiao Yang, you beast, you’ve ruined someone’s purity. If your little junior sister finds out what kind of person you are, won’t she be heartbroken?”
Qin Fei sneered at him.
“Qin Fei, it’s just us two here. Stop pretending. If you want to kill me, just do it. Otherwise, once I expel the Devil’s Spikes, you won’t have another chance.”
Xiao Yang glared at Qin Fei coldly.
“Haha… Xiao Yang, you know me too well. Today is your death day, but before I finish you off, I’ll make you wish you were dead!”
Qin Fei stared at Xiao Yang, gritting his teeth.
“Haha…”
Xiao Yang chuckled.
“You really can still laugh when death is upon you?”
As he spoke, Qin Fei flipped his right hand and revealed a dagger.
“My previous words still stand: I’ll first sever your limbs and turn you into a human puppet.”
Qin Fei moved in to strike.
“You think you’ve got me at your mercy?”
Xiao Yang suddenly raised his mouth into a sly smile.
“Xiao Yang, stop your futile struggles. You still have Devil’s Spikes stuck in you; you can’t even stand up, so don’t act tough.”
As Qin Fei reached forward, he grabbed Xiao Yang’s left arm with his left hand, raising the dagger with his right, ready to slice off Xiao Yang’s limb.
However, at that moment, Xiao Yang’s right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the next moment, he struck out at Qin Fei’s abdomen.
“Boom!”
A muffled sound echoed.
Qin Fei felt as if his internal organs had been rearranged, and he was sent flying backward, crashing onto the ground.
“Qin Fei, did you really think I couldn’t move?”
Xiao Yang coldly stared at Qin Fei, who was sprawled several meters away, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.
“How is that possible… You still have Devil’s Spikes in you!”
Qin Fei wobbled as he stood up, blood seeping from his mouth.
He looked at Xiao Yang sitting on the ground in disbelief.
He had actually been punched and injured by Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang’s punch was surprisingly powerful.
“Kill!”
Furious, Qin Fei roared and charged at Xiao Yang with the dagger in hand.
“You don’t have the qualifications to kill me!”
Xiao Yang punched back angrily.
“Roar!”
A beastly roar rang through the cave as a flaming beast shadow charged out from Xiao Yang’s fist, lunging fiercely at the incoming Qin Fei.
“What…”
Qin Fei was taken aback. By the time he tried to dodge, it was too late.
The flaming beast shadow slammed into him, sending him flying.
The fire engulfed Qin Fei, scorching his hair, eyebrows, and clothes clean off.
He was thrown several meters away, crashing into a stalactite, before rolling onto the ground.
Ignoring his injuries, he scrambled to his feet and fled in a panic, utterly humiliated.
He could never have imagined that Xiao Yang was still so formidable.
His flying sword had already been snatched by Xiao Yang. Without it, how could he dare attack Xiao Yang?
Xiao Yang wanted to chase after him but still couldn’t move his lower body.
He exerted himself.
One by one, he forced the Devil’s Spikes from his body.
When the last Devil’s Spike was expelled, he suddenly sprang to his feet.
“Eh?”
After recovering his cultivation, Xiao Yang was pleasantly surprised to find that he had actually broken through to Half Saint Realm.
How was this possible?
Did the close combat with the Sect Holy Daughter really lead to such a significant improvement in his cultivation?
Xiao Yang sensed the powerful new force within him, utterly astounded.
He had initially thought that breaking through to Half Saint Realm would take him years, even with the help of pills.
Who knew that this time he would gain from misfortune, and although he was taken advantage of by the Sect Holy Daughter, his cultivation had broken through to Half Saint Realm.
In today’s Northern Region, besides Li Xingyao from the Fuyiao Sword Sect, he was probably the only one so young to achieve Half Saint Realm.
His sword Dao had also advanced from the second level of Using the Spirit to Control the Sword to the third level.
He had previously observed the Sect Holy Daughter battling a remnant of the Demon Sect.
The sword technique she displayed was also the Using the Spirit to Control the Sword, and her mastery was far beyond his own.
The Sect was indeed terrifying.
The Sect Holy Daughter appeared to be young but had unfathomable strength.
If he wanted to breach the Sect, even reaching Saint Realm wouldn’t be sufficient.
Would he have to wait until he reached the legendary Land Immortal stage to enter that Sect?
The power of the Sect far exceeded Xiao Yang’s imagination.
In the Sect, there were figures like the Sect Holy Daughter—a monumental character.
He was still young; anything was possible.
Although the Sect was unimaginably powerful, Xiao Yang didn’t feel discouraged.
He took clean clothes from his storage bag and changed.
Then he picked up the Devil’s Spikes on the ground.
These nine Devil’s Spikes were valuable items.
He wanted Qin Fei to experience what it felt like to have his cultivation sealed by the Devil’s Spikes.
Stepping out of the cave, he found that it was already night outside.
That guy Qin Fei had probably fled back to the Qingyang Sword Sect.
He must be restless now.
Because now he knew that Xiao Yang had figured out his secret of being a spy for the Demon Sect.
As long as Xiao Yang was alive, he couldn’t feel at ease.
Xiao Yang could guess that Qin Fei would go to any lengths to eliminate him.
He only hoped he would come.
He had advanced his cultivation, and as long as those guys dared to come, he would make sure they came back with nothing.
Xiao Yang glanced at the sky.
The moon hung high.
Besides the chirping of insects, the only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind.
He shot up into the sky, disappearing into the night.
……
At this moment, in the Qingyang Sword Sect.
In the Back Mountain’s Reflection Cave.
Qin Fei was charred all over, struggling to endure the pain as he sat cross-legged on a large stone.
He was covered in burns, nearly becoming a roasted pig.
Qin Fei swallowed a Revitalization Dan.
Soon, the wounds on his body began to scab over, falling away at a visible speed.
However, his burnt hair and eyebrows weren’t growing back.
“Junior Brother, this…”
Zheng Fan, who stood by, stared in shock at Qin Fei.
Qin Fei had asked Zheng Fan to cover for him, sneaking out of the Reflection Cave.
Zheng Fan couldn’t believe that the Qin Fei who had left in good condition would return so utterly burnt and injured.
Qin Fei was in such a miserable state.
This amazed Zheng Fan to the extreme, and his curiosity piqued.
“Second Senior Brother, you should head back first!”
Qin Fei replied nonchalantly.
“Yes, Junior Brother!”
Zheng Fan exited the Reflection Cave, turning to glance at Qin Fei one last time before leaving.
At the same time, a thousand miles away from Qingyun Mountain, in a remote mountain range, two figures stood opposing each other on adjacent peaks.
One was the white-clad Sect Holy Daughter.
The other was a mysterious figure draped in black robes from the Demon Race.