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

Chapter 82:

Xiao Yang was mistaken by Li Chenyu as a Sword Saint of the Holy Martial Realm. Li Chenyu stood guard at the entrance of the small spiritual vein, blocking everyone from entering.

However, at this moment, powerful figures like Tianxu Daoist, Huang Tian the Blade God, Chu Lingxiao, and the monk Dumi arrived together. Despite their presence, Li Chenyu remained firm, standing resolutely in their way.

“Leave!” Her cold and aloof voice carried authority as she directly ordered them to leave.

“How bold!” Jiang Qitian, gripping the Azure Sun Sword, stepped forward with large strides.

Li Chenyu stared coldly at Jiang Qitian. Even as he approached with the legendary Azure Sun Sword in hand, her composure remained unaffected, and she didn’t move an inch.

“Master Jiang, what are you planning to do?” Chu Lingxiao, nervous and tense, intervened. Everyone knew Chu Lingxiao was infatuated with Li Chenyu, though she had never paid him any attention. 

Despite her indifference, Chu Lingxiao had not given up his pursuit.

“What, do you want to experience the might of my Azure Sun Sword as well?” Jiang Qitian replied coldly.

“Uh…” Chu Lingxiao was both shocked and furious.

“Hmph!” Jiang Qitian smirked disdainfully. What did it matter if they were so-called demon slayers or half-step Holy Martial cultivators? None dared to defy him while he held the Azure Sun Sword. Everyone understood why Jiang Qitian dared to claim he was invincible below the Holy Martial Realm when wielding this weapon. No one would provoke him when the Azure Sun Sword was in his hands.

However, without the sword, Jiang Qitian was nothing. Daoist Tianxu, Huang Tian the Blade God, and even the monk Dumi all subtly stepped back. Although the Azure Sun Sword Sect didn’t have a Sword Saint seated in their ranks, no force in the Northern Territory dared to underestimate them because of the sword’s devastating power. The Azure Sun Sword had once slain a Holy Martial Realm expert, making it a weapon feared by all.

“I’ll give you one more chance. Move aside!” Jiang Qitian’s commanding tone was directed at Li Chenyu.

“If you want to fight, then fight. Stop wasting time,” Li Chenyu responded calmly.

“Jiang Qitian, don’t act recklessly!” Chu Lingxiao’s gaze sharpened, filled with electricity.

“Clang!” 

In response to Chu Lingxiao’s warning, the Azure Sun Sword emitted a dragon-like hum. A sudden burst of sword light blinded everyone, forcing them to shut their eyes as the entire spiritual vein was illuminated in an instant.

Even a powerful cultivator like Chu Lingxiao, a half-step Holy Martial expert, felt an overwhelming chill as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. A terrifying sword aura swept through the area, shaking their very souls. Everyone was paralyzed with fear, knowing they couldn’t withstand such a strike.

In the blink of an eye, the dazzling sword light disappeared, and the terrifying aura dissipated as though it had never been there. The onlookers were dazed. When they regained their senses, they saw Li Chenyu trembling slightly, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth as she knelt on one knee.

She had lost. No one saw Jiang Qitian draw his sword—not even Chu Lingxiao.

“The Azure Sun Sword truly lives up to its name!” Li Chenyu stood slowly, her voice calm as she glanced at the sheathed sword in Jiang Qitian’s hand. Her demeanor remained as icy and composed as ever.

“What…” The crowd was dumbfounded. Jiang Qitian had defeated Li Chenyu in the blink of an eye?

“I showed mercy,” Jiang Qitian said indifferently.

“I understand,” Li Chenyu nodded. If he hadn’t held back, she would already be dead. The Azure Sun Sword’s power was terrifying beyond measure.

“As I’ve said, with the Azure Sun Sword in hand, I am invincible below the Holy Martial Realm. Against a Holy Martial Realm expert, I can at least trade my life for theirs!” Jiang Qitian declared arrogantly. Who could challenge him while he wielded the Azure Sun Sword?

Despite his confident facade, Jiang Qitian’s hand trembled lightly. That strike had consumed a third of his sword energy. Though the Azure Sun Sword was a mighty weapon, it wasn’t something he could use freely without consequence.

“What arrogance!” A deep voice suddenly echoed from the small spiritual vein behind Li Chenyu.

“The Sword Saint is emerging…” Li Chenyu was elated.

“What? A Sword Saint?” Everyone froze. They had intended to trespass into a Sword Saint’s cultivation ground? Wasn’t that courting death?

Seeing their fearful expressions, Li Chenyu sneered inwardly. She had deliberately kept the identity of the person inside a secret to trap these people. As expected, they were instantly terrified.

All eyes turned to the entrance of the small spiritual vein. A figure shrouded in spiritual light appeared. It was a tall man wearing a golden dragon-patterned mask. Above his head floated a sphere of divine light, furiously absorbing the spiritual energy of the vein.

“That…” Chu Lingxiao, Tianxu Daoist, and the others felt as though the divine light would devour the entire world. Even their internal energy seemed on the verge of being forcibly drawn out. Horrified, they stepped back.

Was this the person consuming the spiritual energy of the vein? The masked man was Xiao Yang. Everyone stared at him in tension as he glanced coldly at Jiang Qitian before tossing a bead to Li Chenyu.

“A Water Spirit Bead?” Li Chenyu exclaimed joyfully as she caught it. She had searched everywhere in the spiritual vein for this treasure.

“Thank you, senior!” she said excitedly. The Water Spirit Bead, one of the Five Element Spirit Beads, was extraordinarily rare. Li Chenyu had scoured the Northern Territory without finding one and had even considered traveling to the Central Lands in search of it. Yet this Sword Saint had casually given her one. With this bead, her family could be saved.

“A Water Spirit Bead?” Huang Tian the Blade God, the monk Dumi, and the others couldn’t conceal their greed. This bead, nurtured in the spiritual vein’s core, was priceless.

If it were his past life, Xiao Yang’s first thought upon obtaining the Water Spirit Bead would have been to give it to his junior sister, Jiang Ting, whose Water Martial Physique made it invaluable for her cultivation. But now, Jiang Ting wasn’t worthy of it. Xiao Yang had given the bead to Li Chenyu without hesitation.

“Did you injure her?” Xiao Yang’s cold gaze landed on Jiang Qitian. This hypocrite had caused him immense harm in his previous life, using him as a pawn and ultimately discarding him.

“So what if I did?” Jiang Qitian sneered, gripping the Azure Sun Sword.

Above Xiao Yang, a massive vortex of spiritual energy formed as the Lunar Dragon Pearl continued absorbing energy. The sight left everyone in shock.

“You dare act so arrogantly with the Azure Sun Sword?” Xiao Yang’s voice was icy as he stared at Jiang Qitian.

“If you know this is the Azure Sun Sword, why aren’t you kneeling and begging for mercy?” Jiang Qitian shouted.

“What…” The crowd was stunned. Had Jiang Qitian lost his mind? Did he think holding the Azure Sun Sword made him invincible against a Sword Saint?

Xiao Yang laughed coldly. “Do you believe you can even draw your sword in front of me?”

“Is that so?” Jiang Qitian swiftly gripped the sword’s hilt.

“Be careful, senior!” Li Chenyu cried out in alarm.

In an instant, Xiao Yang appeared before Jiang Qitian. 

“What…” Jiang Qitian struggled to draw the Azure Sun Sword but found it stuck. He used all his strength to pull it out by a third when Xiao Yang kicked the sword back into its sheath.

“Slap!” In the next moment, Xiao Yang’s hand struck Jiang Qitian’s face with a resounding slap.

Even a so-called master couldn’t escape being disciplined.