Xiao Yang stepped on Qin Fei’s back and took off his mask.
“Xiao Yang, is that really you?”
Qin Fei was stunned.
He never imagined that the one who snatched his Spiritual Herbs was Xiao Yang.
“Have you colluded with the Demon Sect experts?”
Thinking of the powerful members from the Nangong family he had just encountered, Qin Fei looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief.
Xiao Yang was once a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Even if he left, he was still a righteous person. How could he conspire with the Demon Sect?
If this got out, Xiao Yang would have no place to stand in the Northern Region.
“So what? Who’s going to believe you?”
Xiao Yang looked proudly at the pinned-down Qin Fei.
“You’ve been playing the undercover role of the Demon Sect Young Master in Qingyang Sword Sect for over a decade, haven’t you tired yourself out?”
Xiao Yang sneered at Qin Fei.
“Xiao Yang, don’t talk nonsense. I’m not the Demon Sect Young Master.”
Qin Fei would absolutely refuse to admit it.
Even if it was confirmed, he couldn’t claim it.
“Is that so?”
Xiao Yang looked at Qin Fei with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
“Words alone aren’t proof; no one will believe you.”
Qin Fei glared at Xiao Yang in anger.
Hearing this, Xiao Yang recalled his experiences from his previous life.
In that lifetime, he said Qin Fei was the Demon Sect’s Young Master, a spy for the Demon Sect, claiming Qin Fei had always plotted against him and slandered him. Yet, his Master, junior sister, fellow disciples, and countless righteous sects did not believe him.
They all believed Qin Fei.
But in this new life, he wanted Qin Fei to experience what it’s like to not have anyone believe him.
“Of course, without proof, do you think someone would believe I robbed your Spiritual Herbs? Or that I conspired with the Demon Sect? Or that I crippled you?”
Xiao Yang looked at Qin Fei and laughed.
“What… what do you want?”
Qin Fei panicked.
He thought this time he could teach those who schemed against him a lesson.
Who would’ve thought he’d be the one to suffer?
He knew Xiao Yang wouldn’t let him go easily.
“What do you think, my dear former junior brother?”
Xiao Yang’s smile widened.
“Senior… brother… we were once fellow disciples. Please let me go. I was wrong, I’ll never offend you again.”
Qin Fei immediately admitted defeat.
“Crack!”
“Ah…”
The sudden sound of breaking bones accompanied by a piercing scream erupted.
Xiao Yang directly stomped on Qin Fei’s right arm.
“Dear junior brother, why pretend in front of me? You don’t need to act anymore. After all this time, aren’t you tired?”
Xiao Yang mocked.
Qin Fei’s face went pale from the pain, sweat pouring down as he trembled.
“You…”
Qin Fei glared fiercely at Xiao Yang.
He dropped the act.
“Crack!”
Xiao Yang stomped on Qin Fei’s left arm again.
“Xiao Yang, if you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, we’ll be at odds forever.”
Qin Fei’s vision blurred with pain.
His arms were completely broken.
Xiao Yang remembered all the torment Qin Fei caused him in his previous life, and his rage ignited anew.
In his previous life, Qin Fei had made him suffer greatly.
He lost everything to Qin Fei.
It was Qin Fei who turned everyone against him.
In the end, he died at Qin Fei’s hands.
Remembering this, Xiao Yang grabbed Qin Fei’s right leg and twisted it.
A bone-crunching sound came from Qin Fei’s leg as it twisted grotesquely.
A chilling scream echoed through the woods.
In the distance, Nangong Hui frowned upon hearing the screams.
Xiao Yang wouldn’t really kill the Qin family brat, would he?
Nangong Hui knew by now that Qin Fei was the Demon Sect Young Master.
He was her mortal enemy.
She wanted revenge herself.
Qin Fei was the son of the Demon Sect leader.
The Demon Sect leader nearly annihilated the Nangong family.
For hundreds of years, the Demon Sect and the Li family hadn’t ceased their hunts against the Nangong clan.
Nangong family members lived in hiding.
If it weren’t for the Dark Night Organization safeguarding them, the Qin and Li families would have wiped them out long ago.
Even then, the Dark Night Organization suffered severe losses protecting the Nangong family.
The feud between the Nangong and Qin families was irreconcilable.
When Nangong Hui learned Qin Fei was the Demon Sect Young Master, she nearly rushed over to tear him apart.
At that moment, Xiao Yang twisted Qin Fei’s other leg.
Qin Fei’s screams rang out in the forest.
But in this remote area, no one would hear his cries.
Xiao Yang chose not to cripple Qin Fei’s dantian.
Now wasn’t the time for that.
Breaking Qin Fei’s limbs was already quite enough.
This time, he struck gold.
He was running low on Spiritual Herbs.
He had used most of what he had over the last six months.
Look, this guy, Qin Fei, was about to deliver some Spiritual Herbs right to him.
And these herbs were top quality.
They were all picked from the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.
Spiritual Herbs from the Yuanwu Immortal Domain were aged and valuable.
The herbs Xiao Yang obtained from Qin Fei were rare and of great demand.
Losing so many Spiritual Herbs would probably make even Jiang Qitian feel the pinch.
You see, not just anyone could easily acquire Spiritual Herbs from the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.
It was a treacherous place.
Disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect could get injured or even die if they weren’t careful while gathering herbs.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch.
Although Yuanwu Immortal Domain is said to be the best cultivation holy land in the Northern Region, it was rife with unforeseen dangers.
Xiao Yang found great relief in seeing Qin Fei sprawled on the ground.
Qin Fei was something else, too.
Even with all four limbs broken, he didn’t pass out from the pain.
“Xiao Yang, if you have guts, just kill me…”
Qin Fei roared in fury.
“Why should I kill you? I’ll let you live so you can tell everyone it was me who stole your Spiritual Herbs, that it was me who crippled you. I can’t wait to see who’ll believe you.”
Xiao Yang sneered at Qin Fei.
“Hmm, I was going to let you experience the Devil’s Spike, but it seems that’s for another day.”
Xiao Yang glanced at the sky.
It was almost dawn.
He grabbed Qin Fei’s leg and dragged him toward a stinking bog.
A foul odor wafted up; it was too good to be true.
This bog was formed by years of decaying branches and leaves, creating a foul mire.
“Xiao Yang, you…”
Qin Fei realized what Xiao Yang was about to do.
“Go down and enjoy yourself!”
Xiao Yang tossed Qin Fei into the bog.
“Hmph!”
Xiao Yang watched as Qin Fei slowly sank into the swamp, a cold smile creeping onto his face.
He turned and left after watching Qin Fei disappear beneath the muck.
Qin Fei was a Half-Saint.
Xiao Yang knew that even if Qin Fei drowned in the muck, he’d still be fine.
As long as his soul wasn’t extinguished, he wouldn’t die.
A Half-Saint like Qin Fei could never suffocate.
Forget a Half-Saint; even a martial artist at the Heavenly Martial Realm wouldn’t die from not being able to breathe.
Because martial artists at the Heavenly Martial Realm could summon the surrounding spiritual energy for themselves.
Their bodies would engage in an internal cycle, with internal energy flowing endlessly, entering a meditative state.
Martial artists at the Heavenly Martial Realm had this ability; a Half-Saint who had cultivated their soul even more so.
Xiao Yang only wanted to disgust Qin Fei.
He wanted Qin Fei to savor the taste of the mud.
“Let’s go back to the mountain!”
Xiao Yang reunited with Nangong Hui and headed back to Qingyun Mountain.
Hours later, the bog suddenly erupted.
Countless chunks of stinking mud splattered everywhere.
A figure shot up from the mire.
All the surrounding spiritual energy rushed to this figure like a wave.
“Xiao Yang…”
Covered in mud, Qin Fei roared skyward in fury.
Not only did Xiao Yang steal his Spiritual Herbs, but he also broke all his limbs and humiliated him.
He was about to go insane.
Qin Fei had been marinated in the bog for several hours; he was practically soaked in the foul stench.
Finally breaking the seal on his body, he regained his cultivation.
However, his limbs hung weak and useless.
Qin Fei had to use his soul power to control the surrounding spiritual energy to burst forth from the bog.
He flew to a cliff and immediately sent a distress signal.
Soon, several beams of sword light descended around Qin Fei.
Actually, the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect had been searching for Qin Fei for a while.
He hadn’t delivered the Spiritual Herbs to the Refining Sect on time.
With all those Spiritual Herbs in his possession, he suddenly disappeared.
The Qingyang Sword Sect members were frantic.
They had searched for hours without finding him.
They even combed the nearby mountains for traces of a struggle.
However, no one could’ve guessed that Xiao Yang had tossed Qin Fei into the bog.
The members of the Qingyang Sword Sect had previously searched the area around the bog.
Yet, who would’ve thought Qin Fei was right there in the mire?
“What… happened here?”
Upon seeing the mud-covered and immobile Qin Fei, they were all in shock.
At this point, Qin Fei was reeking of foul mud.
Plus, his hands and feet were all broken.
The arrivals were Transmission Elder Cang Xiao, Zheng Fan, and Lei Renjie.
“Who did this?”
Zheng Fan yelled in anger.
Lei Renjie’s eyes went red with rage.
How dare someone break their Holy Son’s limbs?
That was an utter insult to Qingyang Sword Sect!
“It was Xiao Yang…”
Qin Fei gritted his teeth and growled.
“What?”
“How is that possible…”
Everyone was stunned, unable to comprehend.
After all, Xiao Yang had self-destructed his dantian at the Grand Competition, rendering himself a waste in front of all the martial artists in the realm!
Qin Fei was the top of his generation in the Qingyang Sword Sect and their Holy Son.
How could a waste like Xiao Yang break Qin Fei’s limbs?
“Impossible…”
Transmission Elder Cang Xiao shook his head.
“It really was Xiao Yang…”
Qin Fei was so frustrated, he spat blood.
It turned out just as Xiao Yang had said; no one believed him.
No one believed that it was Xiao Yang who broke Qin Fei’s limbs.