Jiang Qitian never expected that his eldest disciple, Xiao Yang, whom he had seen grow up, would dare to use the upcoming generation-changing competition that could decide the fate of the entire sect to threaten him.
The generation-changing competition was crucial for the sect’s rise or fall; nothing was more important than this.
It involved the redistribution of territory and cultivation resources among the major sects in the Northern Region.
In the entire Northern Region of the Yuanwu Continent, over 90% of the cultivation resources were controlled by the ten most powerful forces.
To avoid conflicts among the sects, the major sects in the Northern Region established a rule thousands of years ago to hold a grand competition every generation, open to all sects.
Sixty years ago, the Fuyiao Sword Sect won first place in the competition.
Moreover, for a thousand years, no sect has been able to shake the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s position in the Northern Region.
For a millennium, the top spot in the generation-changing competition has firmly remained in the hands of the Fuyiao Sword Sect.
Thus, for a thousand years, the Fuyiao Sword Sect has controlled the best cultivation resources in the entire Northern Region.
The genius disciples they produced outnumbered those from other sects combined.
The Fuyiao Sword Sect is the number one sect in the Northern Region.
Especially their Saintess of this generation, Li Xingyao, who possesses the legendary Undying Phoenix Holy Body.
Xiao Yang may have the True Sun Holy Body, but when it comes to physique, he absolutely cannot compare to Li Xingyao’s Undying Phoenix Holy Body.
Perhaps only Qin Fei’s Innate Dao Body could stand shoulder to shoulder with it.
What could Xiao Yang use to compete for the first position against Li Xingyao from the Fuyiao Sword Sect?
In Jiang Qitian’s eyes, Xiao Yang was far too overconfident.
“Master, words are not enough; please write down the bet,” Xiao Yang said calmly.
“What? You want me to write down the bet? You don’t trust me?” Jiang Qitian erupted in anger.
With his status, agreeing to it meant he would never go back on his word.
However, Xiao Yang was unfazed. “Please write down the bet and sign it!”
His tone was incredibly serious.
In his previous life, Jiang Qitian had told him more than once that he would pass the Sect Leader position to him and hand over the sect’s treasure, the Qingyang Sword.
What happened in the end?
Wasn’t Jiang Qitian the one who ultimately passed the sect leader position to Qin Fei and personally handed him the Qingyang Sword?
In his past life, he had trusted them too much, and it led to his tragic end when Qin Fei pierced his heart with the Qingyang Sword.
This time around, he absolutely wouldn’t make the same mistake.
“Alright, alright, alright…”
Jiang Qitian angrily took out the writing materials and quickly wrote the bet with Xiao Yang.
He brought out the sect leader’s seal and signed it.
The bet came in two copies.
“Is this good enough?” Jiang Qitian looked at Xiao Yang, feeling like he didn’t even recognize his once humble and polite eldest disciple anymore.
Xiao Yang carefully put away the bet.
“Go back and think about your actions!” Jiang Qitian yelled in anger.
“Master, I hope you do not let a third person know about our bet,” Xiao Yang said after a moment of thought.
He didn’t want Qin Fei to find out about this bet.
That guy had already shown his claws; he wanted to take him down, even going so far as to provoke him into a fight.
Who knows what might happen if Qin Fei found out about this bet.
Before the generation-changing competition, he didn’t want any extra troubles.
“Good!”
Jiang Qitian nodded, agreeing that it was better not to let anyone know.
After all, there was no way Xiao Yang could claim first place in the generation-changing competition.
Let’s just treat this like it never happened.
“Master, I take my leave!” Xiao Yang said as he bowed to Jiang Qitian.
Jiang Qitian turned his back and ignored Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang opened the grand hall’s doors and walked out.
Outside the hall, Qin Fei was dumbfounded.
“What…”
He never thought that Xiao Yang would escape any punishment.
How was that even possible?
Didn’t he just take a beating for nothing?
His ribs were broken by Xiao Yang’s fists!
Jiang Qitian could never have imagined that the eldest disciple he had watched grow up, Xiao Yang, would dare to threaten him with the generation-changing competition that concerned the fate of the entire sect.
The generation-changing competition was crucial for the sect’s rise or fall; nothing was more important than this.
It involved the redistribution of territory and cultivation resources among the major sects in the Northern Region.
In the entire Northern Region of the Yuanwu Continent, over 90% of the cultivation resources were controlled by the ten most powerful forces.
To avoid conflicts among the sects, the major sects in the Northern Region established a rule thousands of years ago to hold a grand competition every generation, open to all sects.
Sixty years ago, the Fuyiao Sword Sect won first place in the competition.
Moreover, for a thousand years, no sect has been able to shake the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s position in the Northern Region.
For a millennium, the top spot in the generation-changing competition has firmly remained in the hands of the Fuyiao Sword Sect.
Thus, for a thousand years, the Fuyiao Sword Sect has controlled the best cultivation resources in the entire Northern Region.
The genius disciples they produced outnumbered those from other sects combined.
The Fuyiao Sword Sect is the number one sect in the Northern Region.
Especially their Saintess of this generation, Li Xingyao, who possesses the legendary Undying Phoenix Holy Body.
Xiao Yang may have the True Sun Holy Body, but when it comes to physique, he absolutely cannot compare to Li Xingyao’s Undying Phoenix Holy Body.
Perhaps only Qin Fei’s Innate Dao Body could stand shoulder to shoulder with it.
What could Xiao Yang use to compete for the first position against Li Xingyao from the Fuyiao Sword Sect?
In Jiang Qitian’s eyes, Xiao Yang was far too overconfident.
“Master, words are not enough; please write down the bet,” Xiao Yang said calmly.
“What? You want me to write down the bet? You don’t trust me?” Jiang Qitian erupted in anger.
With his status, agreeing to it meant he would never go back on his word.
However, Xiao Yang was unfazed. “Please write down the bet and sign it!”
His tone was incredibly serious.
In his previous life, Jiang Qitian had told him more than once that he would pass the Sect Leader position to him and hand over the sect’s treasure, the Qingyang Sword.
What happened in the end?
Wasn’t Jiang Qitian the one who ultimately passed the sect leader position to Qin Fei and personally handed him the Qingyang Sword?
In his past life, he had trusted them too much, and it led to his tragic end when Qin Fei pierced his heart with the Qingyang Sword.
This time around, he absolutely wouldn’t make the same mistake.
“Alright, alright, alright…”
Jiang Qitian angrily took out the writing materials and quickly wrote the bet with Xiao Yang.
He brought out the sect leader’s seal and signed it.
The bet came in two copies.
“Is this good enough?” Jiang Qitian looked at Xiao Yang, feeling like he didn’t even recognize his once humble and polite eldest disciple anymore.
Xiao Yang carefully put away the bet.
“Go back and think about your actions!” Jiang Qitian yelled in anger.
“Master, I hope you do not let a third person know about our bet,” Xiao Yang said after a moment of thought.
He didn’t want Qin Fei to find out about this bet.
That guy had already shown his claws; he wanted to take him down, even going so far as to provoke him into a fight.
Who knows what might happen if Qin Fei found out about this bet.
Before the generation-changing competition, he didn’t want any extra troubles.
“Good!”
Jiang Qitian nodded, agreeing that it was better not to let anyone know.
After all, there was no way Xiao Yang could claim first place in the generation-changing competition.
Let’s just treat this like it never happened.
“Master, I take my leave!” Xiao Yang said as he bowed to Jiang Qitian.
Jiang Qitian turned his back and ignored Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang opened the grand hall’s doors and walked out.
Outside the hall, Qin Fei was dumbfounded.
“What…”
He never thought that Xiao Yang would escape any punishment.
How was that even possible?
Didn’t he just take a beating for nothing?
His ribs were broken by Xiao Yang’s fists!
Qin Fei was filled with resentment.
But he dared not show it.
“Elder Brother, it’s great that Master didn’t punish you,” Qin Fei said mockingly.
Xiao Yang completely ignored him.
Now in his rebirth, Qin Fei was nothing but a clown in his eyes.
“Elder Brother, what did Father say?” Jiang Ting asked as she approached.
Xiao Yang didn’t even glance at Jiang Ting and simply walked past her, leaving them with a cool retreating figure.
Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie and Transmission Elder Cang Xiao marched into the grand hall.
They were looking for Sect Leader Jiang Qitian to seek an explanation.
Especially Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie.
Although Xiao Yang was the Holy Son, he had beaten up a fellow disciple, violating sect rules. If he wasn’t severely punished, how could he maintain order?
What face did he have as an elder?
Right now, Xiao Yang didn’t care about any of that; he made his way back to the Reflection Cave in the Back Mountain.
He knew that before the generation-changing competition, no one would come to disturb him.
…
One day, his third disciple, Song Qiang, came to bring food to Xiao Yang.
From Song Qiang, he learned about the aftermath of that day.
Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie and Sect Leader Jiang Qitian had a big argument in the Qingyang Great Hall and parted on bad terms.
Furthermore, the sect didn’t impose any punishment on Xiao Yang afterward.
Qin Fei was also recovering from his injuries and for now, wouldn’t make any trouble.
However, Xiao Yang was indeed underestimating Qin Fei.
That guy would definitely not miss a chance to make Xiao Yang’s life miserable.
Not long after, Xiao Yang’s parents came up the mountain with his little sister.
The Xiao family was once a small, inconspicuous cultivation family in the Northern Region.
It was only because of Xiao Yang that they quickly rose from obscurity.
Now, the Xiao family barely qualified as a second-tier cultivation family in the Northern Region.
His third disciple, Song Qiang, came again to deliver food.
“Elder Brother, today I ran into your parents and sister on the mountain. Why haven’t they come to visit you yet?”
Song Qiang set down the food box, opened the lid, and took out the meal.
A big bowl of rice accompanied by braised meat cooked in a small sand pot, and a little jug of wine.
Cultivators also needed to eat and drink.
But of course, what they consumed wasn’t ordinary food.
The rice was spirit rice, and the meat was from beasts hunted by outer disciples of the sect.
The wine was brewed from spiritual herbs.
Eating spiritual rice, consuming beast meat, drinking spiritual wine, and enjoying the spiritual spring from the mountains—that was the daily diet of cultivators.
Even ordinary people eating this could strengthen their bodies, change their physiques, and prevent diseases.
For cultivators, it was beneficial for their cultivation.
“They probably went to see Qin Fei,” Xiao Yang replied indifferently.
“They’re your family, shouldn’t they have come to see you first?” Song Qiang asked, puzzled.
Xiao Yang chuckled at the remark and said nothing.
In his previous life, they treated their adopted son Qin Fei far better than their biological son.
It became so apparent now.
They had only adopted Qin Fei five years ago.
Unknowingly, they had already tilted their favor towards Qin Fei.
Whenever they got something good, they first thought of Qin Fei.
During these five years, he didn’t know when it started, but whenever they came up the mountain, they no longer visited him first and instead went to see their adopted son Qin Fei.
When he had conflicts with them, they scolded him for being unreasonable, saying Qin Fei was pitiful and had lost his parents at a young age, so why shouldn’t they care for him a bit more?
“You’re the Holy Son of the sect, the first disciple of the Sect Leader; what do you lack?”
“He’s our adopted son; what’s wrong with bringing some things for Qin Fei?”
“Why are you jealous of him?”
“Why have you become so small-minded?”
In his previous life, he was met with a barrage of accusations.
Xiao Yang reminisced about the various incidents with his parents and shook his head helplessly.
In this life, they can go see whoever they want; he genuinely no longer cared.
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