LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 58:
Chapter 58:
Qin Fei intended to use Jiang Ting to provoke Xiao Yang.
Unfortunately, Xiao Yang no longer cared.
“It’s just a mirror—good for talking to yourself or seeing someone’s reflection, but it consumes spiritual energy. What a piece of trash, yet you treat it like a treasure,” Xiao Yang sneered, disdain evident in his tone.
He had to admit, though, that Qin Fei was impressive. This man had just killed his own relative with his own hands but regained his composure so quickly.
“What?” Qin Fei was stunned. He had expected Xiao Yang to be furious, enraged even. But contrary to his expectations, Xiao Yang acted as if it was nothing.
Normally, any matter related to Jiang Ting would make Xiao Yang lose his temper instantly. What was going on now? Was he pretending not to care about Jiang Ting, suppressing his true feelings and inwardly seething?
That had to be it.
‘Xiao Yang, oh Xiao Yang, you’ve started playing these mind games now, haven’t you?’
Qin Fei, convinced he had seen through Xiao Yang’s ploy, felt even more smug.
‘You killed You Ying, and now I’ll make sure you experience the pain of losing a loved one.’ Qin Fei swore silently to take his revenge.
Xiao Yang, however, didn’t give Qin Fei another glance. He turned and walked directly into the passage, leaving the place behind.
Qin Fei looked down at You Ying’s corpse on the ground.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want this either…” he murmured, grief consuming him. This was his family, after all.
‘If I don’t kill Xiao Yang, I’m no longer human!’ Qin Fei clenched his fists tightly. Gritting his teeth, he turned and left.
Outside the passage, Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Fang Ritian, Yun Qianxue, Song Qiang, Han Bin, Chu Haoran, Zheng Fan, Qi Xuan, Lin Wangchuan, and others had all gathered.
Along with them was Pang Hu, leading a large group of outer disciples from the Qingyang Sword Sect, stationed around the area on high alert.
When Xiao Yang and Qin Fei emerged from the underground ruins, Jiang Ting hurried over.
“Junior Brother, are you alright?” Jiang Ting rushed to Qin Fei’s side, her face full of concern.
Xiao Yang was standing right next to Qin Fei, but she acted as though she didn’t even see him.
All her attention was on Qin Fei.
Her eyes held only him.
Xiao Yang chuckled to himself. Seeing Jiang Ting so worried about Qin Fei didn’t upset him anymore.
He simply walked away.
Jiang Ting clung to Qin Fei, fussing over him.
Qin Fei watched Xiao Yang’s retreating figure, his gaze icy.
Senior Brother, just wait. When we reach Yuanlong City, I’ll make sure you can’t even cry.
“Holy Son, wait for me!” Lin Wangchuan called out, hastily chasing after Xiao Yang as he walked away.
“Senior Brother…” Jiang Ting finally noticed Xiao Yang.
She gazed at his back, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Song Qiang also wanted to follow Xiao Yang, but Second Senior Brother Zheng Fan stopped him, forcing him to stay and help.
The group soon began to move.
Lei Renjie and Li Yunhu led their people into the passage.
The Enforcement Elder watched Xiao Yang’s distant figure thoughtfully.
Lin Wangchuan caught up with Xiao Yang.
“Holy Son, look at this!” Lin Wangchuan exclaimed excitedly, pulling a thumb-sized pearl from his pocket and presenting it to Xiao Yang as though it were a treasure.
“This is…” Xiao Yang paused, sensing a faint aura emanating from the pearl.
“Holy Son, guess what it is!” Lin Wangchuan said proudly.
“An inner core!” Xiao Yang guessed with a smile. He already had a good idea where this pearl had come from.
“How did you know?” Lin Wangchuan was stunned.
“It must have been inside that giant fish,” Xiao Yang said with a knowing grin.
“Wait, how did you even know where I got it?” Lin Wangchuan stared at Xiao Yang, wide-eyed in disbelief.
“Squeak, squeak…”
Suddenly, a white shadow darted out of a pouch hanging by Lin Wangchuan’s side.
“A Violet-Eyed Spirit Monkey?” Xiao Yang was momentarily speechless. Lin Wangchuan had actually smuggled this little creature along.
The monkey leapt onto Lin Wangchuan’s shoulder, snatched the inner core from his hand, and stuffed it into its mouth.
“Hey! Xiao Bai, no!” Lin Wangchuan panicked instantly. That was the inner core of the Fish Spirit King!
This wasn’t something to eat casually.
Lin Wangchuan hurriedly reached out, trying to pry Xiao Bai’s mouth open.
“Don’t worry, brother, it’s fine,” Xiao Yang reassured him.
The Violet-Eyed Spirit Monkey could handle the inner core of the Golden Thread Dragon Carp King.
Before long, the little creature looked drowsy.
“Holy Son, something’s wrong with Xiao Bai!” Lin Wangchuan exclaimed, catching the monkey as it wobbled unsteadily and almost fell off his shoulder.
“Holy Son, Xiao Bai feels so hot!” Lin Wangchuan was getting nervous.
“He’s refining the essence of the inner core. He’ll be fine after a nap. This is normal; no need to worry,” Xiao Yang explained, watching the monkey with some surprise. This little guy wasn’t ordinary—he was already about to transform.
“Really?” Lin Wangchuan still looked worried.
“Trust me. Just put him back in the pouch and let him sleep. He’ll be fine when he wakes up,” Xiao Yang said, comforting him.
Lin Wangchuan, visibly relieved, carefully placed Xiao Bai back into the pouch.
“Let’s go,” Xiao Yang said, patting Lin Wangchuan on the shoulder.
They returned to the inn in Nanshi Town.
The area around the inn was heavily guarded by Qingyang Sword Sect outer disciples.
The atmosphere in Nanshi Town was tense.
“What’s going on?”
As they entered the inn, they ran into Xiao Yang’s father, Xiao Zhenshan.
Xiao Yang ignored him and walked past without a word.
“You ungrateful child, I’m your father!” Xiao Zhenshan shouted angrily.
Xiao Yang acted as if he hadn’t heard.
Lin Wangchuan followed behind him silently.
Xiao Yang needed the Lunar Dragon Pearl to cultivate, so he went straight to his room, sending Lin Wangchuan back to his own.
After closing the door, Xiao Yang sat cross-legged on his bed.
Xiao Zhenshan might have been his father, but he had never liked Xiao Yang.
As a sickly child, Xiao Yang had been an object of disdain for his parents. Their relationship had always been distant.
In the entire Xiao family, only his grandfather had shown him any warmth.
The next destination was Yuanlong City.
Since his grandfather’s passing, Xiao Yang had rarely returned there.
A gentle, kind face flashed in his mind.
Without his grandfather, there would be no Xiao Yang today.
“Grandfather, I’m sorry. It’s been so long since I last visited you,” Xiao Yang murmured.
“Yang’er, remember, only the strong can control their destiny,” his grandfather’s voice echoed in his ears.
“In this life, I will become the master of my own destiny!”
Xiao Yang took out the Lunar Dragon Pearl, gripping it tightly in his hands.
He began channeling the Fengtian Sword Technique, absorbing and refining the essence within the pearl.
Soon, a chilling spiritual energy enveloped him.
The night passed without incident.
At dawn, Xiao Yang opened his eyes and stood. A thin layer of frost covered his body.
With a slight shake, the frost shattered and fell away.
“My cultivation hasn’t advanced, but my sword energy has grown much purer, and my sword intent seems close to reaching level eleven,” Xiao Yang mused as he stored the Lunar Dragon Pearl. This treasure truly accelerated cultivation.
Just as he got off the bed, a knock came at the door.
“Senior Brother, it’s me, Song Qiang. We’re ready to set off,” Song Qiang’s voice called from outside.
“Got it!” Xiao Yang replied.
Finally, it was time to return to Yuanlong City.
Qin Fei had set a trap for him there.
The Xiao family had long been driven out of Yuanlong City by the Liu family, who had the Guiyuan Martial Sect backing them.
But so what?
Xiao Yang no longer cared about the Xiao family’s affairs in Yuanlong City.
As for the Liu family and the Guiyuan Martial Sect, they’d better not provoke him.
Xiao Yang didn’t care who they were.
If people don’t trouble me, I won’t trouble them.
If they trouble me, I’ll make them pay.
His gaze turned sharp as a blade.