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

Chapter 25:

Within the Holy Son’s residence, Xiao Yang felt utterly speechless.

In his previous life, when the Liu family made their comeback, his parents and sister had fled faster than rabbits, hiding on Azure Sun Mountain with Qin Fei. They had sent Xiao Yue to persuade him to descend the mountain and reclaim the Xiao family’s assets.

Xiao Yue and Jiang Ting had come crying to him, claiming their parents were in imminent danger. They accused him of being heartless, inhuman, and unfilial for not helping. They even preached about how the kindness of parents outweighed the heavens.

In his past life, deceived by his parents and worn down by Jiang Ting’s persistence, Xiao Yang had foolishly gone down the mountain to fight against the Liu family.

While he had successfully driven the Liu family out of Yuanlong City, he had completely offended the Guiyuan Martial Sect, bringing countless troubles upon himself.

Reborn into this life, Xiao Yang naturally understood that everything had been orchestrated by Qin Fei.

Qin Fei had used the incident to create enemies for him.

The Guiyuan Martial Sect, after all, was the second most powerful sect in the Northern Territory.

In this life, Xiao Yang would not repeat the mistake of risking everything for the Xiao family.

This time, he directly exposed Xiao Yue and Jiang Ting’s lies.

Xiao Yue and Jiang Ting were left red-faced and embarrassed.

“But Brother, you are the eldest son and heir of the Xiao family. How can you ignore the family’s affairs?” Xiao Yue insisted stubbornly.

“Senior Brother, can you really bear to see your parents homeless?” Jiang Ting chimed in.

“Don’t they have their cherished adopted son? Surely Qin Fei won’t let them end up on the streets,” Xiao Yang said indifferently.

“But you’re their biological son!” Jiang Ting exclaimed angrily.

“Oh, you remember that I’m their biological son? Then why do they treat me this way? When there’s no trouble, they leave me to the side. When there’s a crisis, they come to me. Do they see me as their son at all?” Xiao Yang roared back, his frustration boiling over.

“You… you’re yelling at me again!” Jiang Ting’s eyes reddened, tears welling up.

“You’ve given everything to Qin Fei, even the Five-Element Divine Iron. If he won’t help after that, he’s nothing but an ungrateful scoundrel, lower than pigs or dogs,” Xiao Yang said coldly.

“Don’t you dare insult Brother Fei!” Xiao Yue shouted, enraged.

“Junior Brother would never act like that!” Jiang Ting snapped, equally furious.

“I don’t care what Qin Fei is like. From now on, I’m done with the Xiao family’s affairs. If you have problems, go to your precious Brother Fei. Now leave,” Xiao Yang said firmly, unwilling to waste more words.

They still wanted to use him as a pawn? Dream on.

“Senior Brother, how did you become like this?” Jiang Ting asked, her disbelief evident.

Xiao Yang seemed like a completely different person—distant and unfamiliar.

“Brother, you’ll regret this!” Xiao Yue stomped her foot in anger before storming off.

Jiang Ting gave Xiao Yang a long, piercing look before turning to leave.

Finally, the place fell silent.

“Peace at last,” Xiao Yang sighed, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders.

“Senior Brother, are you really not going to intervene in the Xiao family’s matters?” Song Qiang, who had remained silent on the side, asked cautiously.

“Do you think I’m joking?” Xiao Yang replied calmly, taking a sip from his teacup.

The top-grade Spirit Mist Tea was exceptional.

The moment the tea entered his mouth, its spiritual energy spread throughout his body, relaxing his every pore. It felt like soaking in a hot spring—pure bliss.

The Spirit Mist Tea came from two mother plants, one in the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s spiritual herb garden and the other deep within the Azure Sun Forbidden Grounds.

The tea Xiao Yang drank now had been harvested from the mother plant in the Forbidden Grounds, where the spiritual energy was densest.

Tea leaves from this plant were the finest of the fine.

Song Qiang also took a sip, only to freeze in shock moments later. His eyes widened as he stared at the tea in his cup, unable to believe what he was experiencing.

The cultivation bottleneck that had hindered him for so long had begun to loosen.

“This… this…” Song Qiang stammered, utterly stunned.

“Go and cultivate on the Spirit Jade Bed,” Xiao Yang suggested with a glance.

He had immediately noticed that Song Qiang was on the verge of breaking through.

Song Qiang had already reached the peak of the Divine Ability Realm, and this tea provided the perfect catalyst for his breakthrough.

“Thank you, Senior Brother!” Song Qiang finished the tea in one gulp, bowed deeply, and strode toward the Spirit Jade Bed.

The Spirit Jade Bed in the Holy Son’s residence was a treasure. Cultivating on it was highly effective, yielding twice the results with half the effort.

Qin Fei had always coveted it.

Xiao Yang knew why Qin Fei was so determined to replace him as Holy Son—sect resources for the Holy Son were second only to those of the sect master.

Even elders in charge of transmitting knowledge or enforcing rules weren’t allowed to use the Spirit Jade Bed.

Hours later, a powerful and vibrant aura emanated from the Spirit Jade Bed as Song Qiang’s cultivation broke through to the Great Accomplishment of the Divine Ability Realm.

Xiao Yang observed Song Qiang sitting cross-legged on the bed, a lush green tree materializing around him.

Song Qiang possessed a Wood Martial Body, one of the Five Elemental Martial Bodies.

The green tree exuded pure wood-element spiritual energy, filling the air with shimmering green light.

“Manifesting sword energy…”

Xiao Yang reached out, catching a tiny green speck that merged into his palm.

A cool, vibrant energy spread through him.

“Such immense vitality,” Xiao Yang murmured, moved.

Song Qiang’s vitality was so potent it could rapidly heal injuries or even save lives.

He was like a walking elixir.

Unfortunately, in Xiao Yang’s past life, Song Qiang had fallen victim to Qin Fei’s schemes.

But this time, Xiao Yang wouldn’t let Qin Fei’s plots succeed.

Soon, Song Qiang stabilized his aura, and the green tree disappeared.

The green light in the air also faded.

“Senior Brother…”

Song Qiang opened his eyes to find Xiao Yang standing before him. Startled, he quickly climbed off the Spirit Jade Bed and bowed.

“I will never forget your kindness today, Senior Brother!” Song Qiang said, deeply grateful.

“We’re brothers; no need to be so formal,” Xiao Yang replied calmly.

Though he was the Holy Son and the senior brother of the sect’s younger disciples, Song Qiang was likely the only one who truly cared for him.

Song Qiang decided to stay at the Holy Son’s residence.

…

Meanwhile, at Qin Fei’s training grounds, he meditated beneath a waterfall, letting the torrent crash over him without flinching.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Buzz!

A sharp sword hum echoed as a powerful Sword Qi surged from him.

The descending waterfall reversed its flow, forced upward by the force.

A multicolored sword appeared before him, radiating a fierce Five-Element Sword Qi.

“Today, I’ve reforged my flying sword. One day, I will challenge the world. Li Xingyao, just you wait,” Qin Fei declared, raising his hand.

A burst of multicolored sword light shot into the sky, cleaving the waterfall in half and sending countless droplets flying like rain.

“Haha, my son is incredible! In such a short time, he’s reforged his sword and regained his peak condition,” exclaimed Xiao Yang’s parents, watching from a nearby hill.

“Brother Fei truly lives up to his innate Dao body and his unparalleled talent,” Jiang Ting added with admiration.

“Junior Brother’s talent is simply extraordinary,” Xiao Yue echoed, her eyes filled with awe.