Chapter 41

Chapter 41: I Don’t Like You, You’re Just Weeds!

Jiang Ting’s participation in the sect competition caught everyone off guard.

The hundred-year major competition in the Northern Region, known as the Jiazi Competition, isn’t your average sect contest; it’s deadly serious.

Sect Leader Jiang Qitian would never allow Jiang Ting to take such a risk.

Sure, Jiang Ting had high cultivation levels, but her actual combat experience was almost nonexistent.

If she went to the Jiazi Competition, it would be like signing her own death warrant.

Despite this, Jiang Ting remained determined. Even after losing a match, she refused to give up.

This infuriated Jiang Qitian.

After an afternoon of battles, most Inner Disciples got eliminated.

To Xiao Yang’s surprise, Jiang Ting continued to grow stronger with each fight, successfully breaking into the top twenty.

However, the standings in the top twenty were still unstable.

Lower-ranked disciples could challenge those above them; if they won, they’d take their spot in the rankings.

For example, if the disciple ranked seventeenth challenged the tenth-ranked disciple and won, they would swap places.

This was also why Qin Fei had previously wanted to challenge him.

If he was defeated by Qin Fei, Qin Fei would take his place.

Having lived a second life, Xiao Yang felt quite reflective.

In his previous life at the sect competition, Qin Fei had defeated him, and if it weren’t for the imminent Jiazi Competition, where the sect didn’t want to strip him of his Holy Son title at such a critical point, he would have already lost that title to Qin Fei.

Fortunately, in his last life’s Jiazi Competition, he shone brightly, becoming the most talked-about dark horse and winning first place, thereby bringing unprecedented glory to the sect.

This not only saved his Holy Son title but also restored his reputation, earning him respect from fellow disciples.

In his previous life, he fought hard for Jiang Ting.

But in this life, he was fighting for his freedom.

The Jiazi Competition was his chance to leave the Qingyang Sword Sect.

He had a bet with his master, Jiang Qitian, and wasn’t worried about Jiang Qitian going back on his word.

After the Jiazi Competition, he’d be free.

Barring any surprises, tomorrow would be the last day of the sect competition.

Today’s final match was between third disciple Song Qiang and fourth disciple Wang Ao.

Wang Ao thought he had an easy win against Song Qiang.

To his shock, Song Qiang played the fool and took Wang Ao down with incredible speed.

Wang Ao lost two matches in a row and was eliminated.

No one expected a prominent disciple of the sect leader to face such a dire elimination.

Wang Ao regretted it deeply.

But it was no use; the rules of the sect competition were unbreakable.

After the match, Xiao Yang headed straight back to the Saint Son’s Residence.

Soon after, Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan came over with food and drinks to celebrate.

Lin Wangchuan had defeated Lei Renjie, and Song Qiang had bested Wang Ao.

After a few rounds of drinks, Song Qiang suddenly said to Xiao Yang, “Senior Brother, did you know that the master who dotes on the little junior sister actually scolded her to tears?”

“What happened?”

Xiao Yang asked curiously, setting his cup down.

“The master forbade the little junior sister from participating in the Jiazi Competition, but she insisted on going, which made the master really angry.”

Song Qiang then relayed the whole story.

The little junior sister didn’t care about her father’s objections and was determined to join the competition.

This led to a big argument between Jiang Qitian and his daughter.

Song Qiang happened to be passing by and overheard them fighting.

Seeing that his daughter insisted on competing in the Jiazi Competition, Jiang Qitian reluctantly proposed a condition: if Jiang Ting could breakthrough to the Heavenly Martial Realm, she could participate.

If she couldn’t break through, she would have to obediently stay on Qingyang Mountain and go nowhere.

“Come on, as if the little junior sister is definitely going to make it into the top ten tomorrow,” Lin Wangchuan scoffed.

If Jiang Ting didn’t make it into the top ten in the sword-fighting match tomorrow, she wouldn’t qualify for the Jiazi Competition.

Xiao Yang nodded; there were plenty of elders in the sect who were stronger than Jiang Ting.

“Qin Fei…”

Xiao Yang suddenly thought of that guy.

At that moment, he was sure Qin Fei was behind this.

Otherwise, how would the little junior sister dare to defy her father?

Moreover, that guy must have some method to ensure Jiang Ting makes it into the top ten.

The little junior sister must have gone to her father to ask for help raising her cultivation.

But instead, she got scolded by him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but admire Qin Fei’s cunning; he really had Jiang Ting wrapped around his finger.

However, in this life, no matter how clever he was, he couldn’t escape his fate.

Xiao Yang’s expression suddenly sharpened.

“Senior Brother, come out!”

Just then, a loud voice rang from outside the Saint Son’s Residence.

“The little junior sister?”

Song Qiang was startled.

“The little junior sister’s here?”

Lin Wangchuan happily declared, running out.

He had a good impression of the little junior sister; she was the only one besides Xiao Yang willing to play with him.

“Hey…”

Xiao Yang wanted to call him back, but it was too late.

“Senior Brother, what’s going on? Did you change the formation here?”

Jiang Ting barged in, shouting at Xiao Yang.

“Why would I change it? Should I let you bring your precious little junior brother here to take over my place?”

Xiao Yang shot back coldly.

“Uh… Senior Brother, you’re being too petty.”

Jiang Ting was taken aback, her face momentarily showing a hint of embarrassment.

“Petty? Your dear little junior brother not only uses my things, drinks my drinks, eats my food, sleeps on my Spiritual Jade Bed, but almost ruined my Spiritual Spring in the back. You think I’m petty?”

Xiao Yang was furious just thinking about the scene he walked in on the other day.

“No, that little junior brother didn’t mean it. How about I compensate you?”

Jiang Ting knew she was in the wrong, but still held her ground.

“Forget it, it’s all in the past, but you’re not welcome here.”

Xiao Yang didn’t want to see Jiang Ting.

“Senior Brother, you once said I could come here whenever I wanted, why are you taking your words back?”

Jiang Ting retorted angrily.

“That was you; you said even if I invited you, you wouldn’t come back. Have you forgotten?”

Xiao Yang wasn’t going to indulge Jiang Ting now.

“This…”

Jiang Ting bit her lip; she wanted to lash out but held back, then said, “That was just me being emotional; Senior Brother shouldn’t have taken it seriously.”

“Emotional?”

Xiao Yang chuckled.

He never expected the proud little junior sister would lower herself for Qin Fei.

“Did you anger Holy Son Brother?”

Lin Wangchuan suddenly chimed in.

“Holy Son Brother is such a good person, my little monkey was injured by that Qin Fei guy, and it was Holy Son Brother who helped heal him. You should placate Holy Son Brother; he won’t be angry then.”

Lin Wangchuan joked, playing with the little monkey on his shoulder.

“Me placate him?”

Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief.

“I can’t handle that!”

Xiao Yang replied flatly.

All his life, he had comforted the little junior sister; she had never comforted him, not once.

And the little junior sister probably took it for granted that Xiao Yang treated her well.

Having lived a second life, Xiao Yang had seen the truth.

In this world, no one is entitled to anyone’s goodwill.

Everything stems from genuine affection.

If you liked someone, you would treat them well without counting the costs or reputations.

But once the affection was gone…

Then you couldn’t give them anything.

He would retract everything.

I like you: you’re a treasure; I don’t like you: you’re just weeds!

In his last life, when Jiang Ting stood in front of his sword, right at the moment Qin Fei’s sword stabbed into his chest, he stopped liking Jiang Ting.

Once was enough; if he looked back now, then he truly deserved it, he really should die.

“Senior Brother, you weren’t like this before! You used to be so nice to me; why are you acting like a completely different person now?”

Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief, her eyes reddening.

In his previous life, the moment he saw her sad, he would panic and think of a way to cheer her up.

But now, he looked at her teary eyes and felt nothing.

At this moment, Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan didn’t dare say anything; they could see something was off between the two.

In the entire sect, everyone knew how much the senior brother spoiled his little junior sister.

The senior brother dotes on the little junior sister to no end.

Everyone thought the senior brother and the little junior sister were a pair.

Everyone assumed the little junior sister would eventually marry the senior brother.

Even the elders held high hopes for them.

But then, ten years ago, Qin Fei showed up.

Qin Fei joined the Qingyang Sword Sect, then was recognized as the rare Innate Dao Body and directly accepted as a direct disciple by Sect Leader Jiang Qitian.

Qin Fei had it too easy.

Ever since Qin Fei became Jiang Qitian’s direct disciple, the little junior sister was no longer the youngest.

This new Qin Fei was the youngest now.

Then, he succeeded in acting pitiful and weak, successfully attracting the little junior sister’s attention.

To this day, the little junior sister hardly cares about her senior brother anymore and is completely focused on little junior brother Qin Fei.

“You came here for Qin Fei, didn’t you?”

Xiao Yang said coldly.

“What?”

Jiang Ting was taken aback, her eyes flickering, a bit panicked.

Just as he thought!

Xiao Yang really didn’t want to see Jiang Ting anymore.

“Leave, and don’t come back.”

Xiao Yang sighed heavily and spoke sternly.

“No, Senior Brother, right now, besides me, no one can help the little junior brother! I can’t just stand by and watch him fall into despair and ruin! He’s an Innate Dao Body, a once-in-a-million cultivation talent, destined for greatness; he’s bound to soar in the future!”

Jiang Ting hurriedly said.

“If you’re looking for me, I can’t help him!”

Xiao Yang wouldn’t help even if he could.

In his eyes, Qin Fei wasn’t pitiful enough.

He still had unlimited potential. This life, I’m going to ruin him.

“Senior Brother, I’m not here to beg you to help him…”

Jiang Ting hesitated.

Xiao Yang was consistently at odds with Qin Fei; she knew that.

She also knew Xiao Yang would never help Qin Fei.

“Then why are you here?”

Xiao Yang asked, already knowing the answer.

He already knew why Jiang Ting was looking for him.

“I want Water Spirit Pills! I need Water Spirit Pills!”

Jiang Ting suddenly looked up, staring intensely at Xiao Yang, her eyes glinting with a touch of madness.

Just as expected.

In his last life, she had also sought out Water Spirit Pills to participate in the Jiazi Competition with Qin Fei, hoping to use the pills’ power to breakthrough into the Heavenly Martial Realm.

But in this life, she was once again asking him for Water Spirit Pills for Qin Fei.

In his previous life, Xiao Yang had a soft heart and eventually gave Jiang Ting those two bottles of pills.

But in this life, he wouldn’t.