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

Chapter 50:

“It’s actually a remnant of the Demonic Sect?”

The Law Enforcement Elder, Lei Lie, muttered in disbelief, his eyes fixed on the black lotus tattoo on the corpse’s right foot.

A remnant of the Demonic Sect had infiltrated the Azure Sun Sect’s Outer Sect, hiding for three whole years.

There was no doubt—the name “Niu Yong” was likely a fabricated identity.

The crowd erupted in gasps of shock.

Suddenly, the corpse on the ground began to shrivel, blood oozing out from underneath. The blood rapidly corroded the clothes, spreading like acid.

Pang Hu jumped away in alarm, and those nearby also retreated in panic.

Before their very eyes, the corpse dissolved into a pool of blood.

In mere moments, nothing remained but the blood, which continued to corrode the wooden floor. A thick layer of the floorboards quickly dissolved, leaving a gaping hole.

Even seasoned disciples like Lei Renjie, Ye Qingyao, and Li Yunhu, who had accompanied their masters on previous expeditions, were stunned.

This was the first time they had witnessed something so bizarre—a body dissolving into a pool of blood before their eyes.

“If Pang Hu had hesitated for even a moment, the last clue would have disappeared along with the body,” someone murmured.

“What a terrifying poison,” Lei Lie said, frowning deeply. “It not only kills instantly but also dissolves the corpse completely.”

The Demonic Sect had been defeated and banished to the Abyss ten thousand years ago. How could its remnants appear here?

And not just anywhere—they had infiltrated the Azure Sun Sect’s Outer Sect.

This was no small matter.

Lei Lie waved his hand, signaling Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, and the other disciples to surround Pang Hu and his men.

“Great Elder, I swear I’m innocent!”

Pang Hu dropped to his knees again, trembling.

“Great Elder, please spare me!”

“Spare us, Great Elder!”

Pang Hu’s subordinates were paralyzed with fear, prostrating themselves on the ground, their faces pale.

In front of the towering figure of the Law Enforcement Elder, they were like ants—fragile and powerless.

Xiao Yang observed the scene and shook his head.

This was undoubtedly Qin Fei’s doing. If he had left any obvious traces, he wouldn’t be Qin Fei.

No matter how much Lei Lie investigated, he wouldn’t find anything.

Failed missions always had contingency plans, and remnants of the Demonic Sect wouldn’t foolishly wait around to be captured.

“Show me the soles of your feet!” Lei Lie commanded, his voice sharp.

Pang Hu quickly removed his shoes and socks, revealing the soles of his feet.

The others followed suit, none of them showing any black lotus tattoos.

“Seal off Nanshi Town! Check everyone’s soles!” Lei Lie ordered coldly.

“Yes, Elder!”

Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Ye Qingyao, Fang Ritian, Chu Haoran, Qi Xuan, Yun Qianxue, Han Bin, and Song Qiang all acknowledged the order in unison and set off immediately.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang and Lin Wangchuan continued eating and drinking.

As the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sect, Xiao Yang held a revered position. Even Lei Lie couldn’t order him around.

As for Lin Wangchuan, his carefree, playful nature meant that as long as he didn’t cause trouble, Lei Lie considered it a blessing.

“You still have the nerve to eat and drink at a time like this?” Xiao Zhanshan scolded his son angrily.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Xiao Yang replied, glancing at his parents and sister.

They had traveled for half a day, and although they rode in carriages, exhaustion and hunger were unavoidable.

“…”

Xiao Zhanshan and his wife were left speechless.

“Relax. Aside from that one pot of wine, everything here is safe. I’ve tested it myself,” Xiao Yang said, setting his chopsticks down.

“Holy Son, how did you know your cup of wine was poisoned?” Lei Lie asked, stepping forward and fixing Xiao Yang with a cold stare.

“I guessed.”

“You guessed?” Lei Lie’s expression froze, and frustration surged within him. This kid was clearly brushing him off again.

But Lei Lie could do nothing about it.

Xiao Yang was the Holy Son—the next in line to lead the sect. Even if he made mistakes, Lei Lie couldn’t punish him without approval.

Lei Lie stared at Xiao Yang for a moment, then turned and left the room.

Outside, Pang Hu was already organizing the disciples to seal off Nanshi Town.

The plan had been to rest briefly in Huangshi Town, eat, and then continue toward Yuanlong City.

But with the appearance of the Demonic Sect’s remnants in Nanshi Town, they had no choice but to stay and resolve the issue.

Jiang Ting, who had just finished her meal in the carriage, stepped out and saw the tense expressions of the disciples exiting the inn.

“What happened?” she asked Yun Qianxue.

“The Demonic Sect tried to poison Senior Brother Xiao,” Yun Qianxue explained briefly.

Jiang Ting gasped in shock and hurried inside.

When she reached the second-floor dining hall and saw Xiao Yang casually drinking wine, her worry finally subsided.

Rushing to his side, she noticed the corroded hole in the floor and asked anxiously, “Senior Brother, are you okay?”

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with your poor little Junior Brother?” Xiao Yang replied coldly, not even looking at her.

“Senior Brother, I’m worried about you. Do you have to speak to me like this?” Jiang Ting said angrily.

“I don’t need your concern. Go care for your Junior Brother with the crushed… situation,” Xiao Yang said indifferently.

“You’re still jealous?” Jiang Ting was furious. “When did you become so petty? I’m done with you!” She stomped her foot and stormed off.

“Brother, how can you be so heartless? Junior Brother Qin’s injury… If it doesn’t heal, he’ll become a eunuch! Only Sister Jiang Ting can comfort him. Are you seriously jealous of that?” Xiao Yue said, scolding him.

“I have no sympathy for him. But you do? Fine. When he sells you out, let’s see if you still feel sorry for him,” Xiao Yang replied coldly.

In his past life, Qin Fei destroyed the Azure Sun Sect and annihilated the Xiao family.

Their parents were burned alive, and his sister’s cultivation was crippled before she was sold to a brothel.

Sister, you may pity him now, but he will show you no mercy in the future.

Xiao Yang sighed, shaking his head, then drained his wine in one gulp.

“You’re lying! Junior Brother Qin is so good to me. Why would he ever harm me?” Xiao Yue retorted angrily.

“Enough, brat. Stop sowing discord!” Xiao Zhanshan scolded.

“Yang’er, we know Qin Fei’s character well. He’s sensible and obedient. Stop targeting him,” Chen Ruolan added.

Xiao Yang was speechless. What else could he say?

“Let’s go find lodging,” Xiao Zhanshan said, leading his wife and daughter away.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

“Senior Brother Holy Son, this fish is delicious! If you’re not eating it, I’ll finish it!” Lin Wangchuan said, grabbing a red-braised golden-scaled dragon carp from the table.

Xiao Yang recalled that the frigid pool near Nanshi Town was home to these rare spirit fish. Capturing one was no easy feat.

Pang Hu must have gone to great lengths to prepare this feast.

“Go ahead, I’m full,” Xiao Yang said with a wave.

Having lived for a thousand years in his previous life, reaching the Saint Martial Realm as a legendary sword master, he had tasted all the delicacies the Northern Territory had to offer.

“Alright, here I go!” Lin Wangchuan said, tearing into the fish.

Outside the inn, Qin Fei stepped off the carriage, scanning the chaos as the town mobilized under Lei Lie’s orders.

Looking up at the open window on the second floor, he spotted Xiao Yang’s silhouette.

Staring at Xiao Yang’s back, Qin Fei’s eyes filled with venomous hatred.

“Xiao Yang, you’ll die by my hands. Just wait…”

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.