After Being Reborn, I Refuse To Be The Holy Son Of The Sect Anymore

Chapter 165:

Luo Feng led Xiao Yang and the others to the brothel.

Xiao Yang didn’t mind. After all, he had a thousand years of experience from his past life—what grand scene hadn’t he witnessed?

However, this was actually his first time visiting a brothel.

In his previous life, his eyes had been set only on his Junior Sister, Jiang Ting. How could he have ever stepped into a place like this?

For Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang, this was also their first time in a brothel.

They were full of curiosity, especially Lin Wangchuan, who was like a village girl entering a grand mansion for the first time—everything seemed fascinating and novel to him.

Luo Feng, on the other hand, was clearly experienced.

As the eldest young master of the Luo family in Nine Heavens City, he was well-versed in every indulgence.

He was also a regular at Lan Yue Tower.

Luo Feng had even reserved a private room here for a long time.

Now that he wanted to befriend Xiao Yang, he naturally had to use the best place to entertain him.

But just as they stepped into the private room—before they even had time to warm their seats, before the best wine and best dishes were served, before the best women had arrived—they were ambushed.

A faint fragrance filled the air.

Luo Feng and Song Qiang immediately collapsed.

Lin Wangchuan had a higher cultivation than them and managed to hold out for a little longer—but he, too, eventually fell unconscious.

Xiao Yang was utterly shocked.

He pretended to struggle to stay upright, then deliberately collapsed onto a chair before slumping over the table, feigning unconsciousness.

He could never have expected that the top courtesan of Lan Yue Tower was actually Mo Hongyue.

What the hell was she up to?

Why would a top assassin from the Demonic Sect disguise herself as a courtesan in a brothel?

“Hmph, Xiao Yang, this time, you won’t escape death!”

Mo Hongyue sneered as she stepped forward gracefully and stood before Xiao Yang.

Her gaze suddenly turned sharp.

With a flick of her wrist, a razor-sharp dagger appeared in her hand.

She was just about to slit Xiao Yang’s throat when—

BANG!

The door of the private room was suddenly kicked open, splintering into countless wooden shards that shot toward Mo Hongyue like arrows.

At the same time, a figure rushed in from outside, raising a palm to strike at her.

Mo Hongyue instantly activated her protective aura, shattering the incoming wooden debris into dust.

But in the next moment, she felt an overwhelming chill engulf her entire body.

The floor beneath her was instantly coated in frost.

“Hmm?”

Mo Hongyue was startled.

Without hesitation, she withdrew her dagger and countered with a palm strike.

BOOM!

A muffled impact rang out as two delicate hands clashed mid-air.

Mo Hongyue staggered back two steps and looked down—her palm was covered in frost, and an extreme icy energy was rapidly spreading up her arm.

“Nine Yin Profound Ice Palm… Xiaoyao Palace!?”

Her heart pounded in shock.

Without any hesitation, she turned and leapt through the window, shattering the glass as she fled.

“Where do you think you’re going?!”

The figure shouted and chased after her.

By now, chaos had erupted throughout Lan Yue Tower.

Screams, cries, and terrified shrieks filled the air.

A group of red-clad women had surrounded the entire building.

Long hair, red robes, three-foot-long swords.

These were the signature uniforms of the inner disciples of Xiaoyao Palace.

Outside Lan Yue Tower, a large crowd had already gathered.

Soon, the person who had fought Mo Hongyue returned to the private room.

“Stop pretending. I know you’re fine.”

She glanced at Xiao Yang, still slumped over the table, and spoke calmly.

“You knew I wasn’t unconscious?”

Xiao Yang sat up and looked at her.

It was none other than Hua Mengli, the Saintess of Xiaoyao Palace, dressed in men’s clothing.

She actually had such powerful cultivation that she was able to drive away Mo Hongyue?

“A Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect—how could you be taken down so easily?”

Hua Mengli deliberately lowered her voice, trying to sound more masculine.

She was dressed like an elegant young nobleman, with bright eyes and red lips.

“And how do you know I’m the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect?”

Xiao Yang asked with a faint smirk.

“Uh…”

Hua Mengli’s eyes flickered before she quickly said, “I saw your remarkable performance at the marketplace the other day.”

“I see!”

Xiao Yang pretended to have a sudden realization.

So, she was disguised as a man?

But even in men’s clothing, Hua Mengli was undeniably stunning. Her natural charm couldn’t be concealed.

It was a shame…

In his previous life, she had been betrayed by Qin Fei and was ultimately killed after he drained her cultivation through the Heavenly Demon Dual Cultivation Technique.

Xiao Yang looked at Hua Mengli.

But this time…

He had already forced Qin Fei to castrate himself.

The Heavenly Demon Dual Cultivation Technique required a male and female pair to work.

Without his “equipment,” Qin Fei couldn’t cultivate it.

In a way, hadn’t he indirectly saved Hua Mengli this time?

Since Qin Fei had been “cut off,” there was no way he could drain Hua Mengli’s power through dual cultivation.

The Xiaoyao Palace’s supreme technique, the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Grand Harmony, was a peerless cultivation method, said to contain the profound secrets of Yin and Yang.

This technique had ten levels in total.

In his previous life, Hua Mengli had only cultivated up to the fifth level, yet she had already reached an extraordinary level of power.

At the sixth level, she would have become an Earthly Immortal.

At the seventh level, she would have attained the rank of Free and Unfettered Immortal.

At the eighth level, she would have been an invincible Heavenly Immortal.

As for the ninth and tenth levels, no one had ever reached them before.

For thousands of years, no one in Xiaoyao Palace had even managed to break through to the sixth level.

In his past life, Qin Fei had been able to fight him on equal footing only because he had stolen Hua Mengli’s cultivation.

Even so, at the very last moment, if Jiang Ting hadn’t sacrificed herself to block Xiao Yang’s sword, Qin Fei would have died.

“And who exactly are you?”

Xiao Yang asked with a teasing smile as he looked at Hua Mengli.

“My name is Hua Xiaofeng.”

Hua Mengli casually flicked open a folding fan.

“I heard the Saintess of Xiaoyao Palace is named Hua Mengli. Since you also have the surname Hua, what is your relation to her?”

Xiao Yang deliberately played along.

“Haha, she is my younger sister!”

Hua Mengli laughed.

“Oh, so you’re my brother-in-law—I mean, so you’re a friend from Xiaoyao Palace.”

Xiao Yang suddenly stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, saying with a grin, “When you get a chance, introduce me to your sister, will you?”

“W-What…?”

Hua Mengli’s face instantly flushed red, her heart pounding.

Her cherry lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she only managed a faint, shy expression.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang’s heart stirred.

A woman disguised as a man, huh?

That meant he could shamelessly tease her.

“By the way, I’ve heard that Xiaoyao Palace specializes in various enchantment and sedative techniques. Brother Hua, can you tell what kind of drug my three brothers were poisoned with?”

Xiao Yang let go of her and changed the topic.

At this moment, Hua Mengli was still far from being the peerless goddess she would become a thousand years later.

She was still somewhat naive, having only recently stepped into the world.

She was no match for a wily old fox like Xiao Yang.

Realizing this, Xiao Yang decided to stop teasing her.

“Ahem!”

Hua Mengli steadied herself and said, “This drug is quite potent. If I’m not mistaken, it should be the Demonic Sect’s Bewitching Immortal Powder, crafted by their infamous poison master.”

“What?!”

Xiao Yang was startled.

Bewitching Immortal Powder?

That was one of the most potent sedatives.

Without the antidote, even gods would remain unconscious for over ten days.

A normal person would die of starvation in that time.

Even Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and Luo Feng would suffer severe damage if they remained unconscious for so long.

“Where can I find the antidote?”

Xiao Yang asked urgently.

The antidote was only available within the Demonic Sect.

What should he do now?