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

Chapter 61:



Chapter 61:

Outside Yuanlong City, at the city gates, Xiao Yang had stomped Liu Rulong to death with a single move.

This wasn’t just anyone—it was Liu Rulong, the eldest young master of the Liu family, someone who could do as he pleased in Yuanlong City.

The Liu family’s recent return to Yuanlong City, backed by the powerful Guiyuan Martial Sect, had made them even more unrestrained.

From the day the Liu family reclaimed Yuanlong City, they began a brutal purge, expelling everyone with the surname Xiao from the city, regardless of their connection to the Xiao family. Countless Xiao family members were forced to leave with their families.

Those directly associated with the Xiao family faced an even worse fate. They were captured by the Liu family and sent to the mines in the northern mountains.

To humiliate the Xiao family further, the Liu family hung a banner above the city gate reading:

“People of the Xiao surname and dogs: Dogs may enter the city, but the Xiao clan must leave!”

Relying on the support of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, Liu Rulong had become even more lawless in Yuanlong City. He bullied men, oppressed women, and seized whatever he desired by any means necessary.

Many people in the city had suffered under his tyranny, but no one dared to resist him.

Yet today, this despicable figure had been killed—stomped to death in broad daylight.

The crowd gathered near the city gates was utterly stunned, their breaths shallow with tension.

What had just happened seemed unreal.

Though Liu Rulong’s death was satisfying, no one dared to cheer. The Liu family was still in power, and their powerful backer, the Guiyuan Martial Sect, remained a formidable force.

Xiao Yang’s actions had shaken the heavens.

The Liu family would never let this go.

And to make matters worse, Xiao Yang had turned Guijianren, an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, into a punching bag.

How could the Guiyuan Martial Sect tolerate such humiliation?

While Jiang Ting and Lei Renjie were indifferent to Liu Rulong’s death, they couldn’t ignore the fact that Xiao Yang had attacked Guijianren.

Especially with the upcoming Jiazi Grand Competition, provoking the Guiyuan Martial Sect at such a critical moment was unwise.

But Xiao Yang couldn’t care less and prepared to step into the city.

“BOOM!”

Suddenly, a deafening explosion echoed in the sky.

Everyone looked up to see a massive firework blooming in the air, forming the character 武 (“Martial”).

“What…”

The crowd gasped in shock.

“Hahaha! You dare hit me? Today, all of you will die!” Guijianren stood up, his face twisted in a ferocious grin as he glared at Xiao Yang.

“Holy Son, this guy can’t win, so he’s calling for backup. What a disgrace,” Lin Wangchuan mocked with disdain.

The crowd’s astonishment grew as they realized Guijianren had sent a signal for reinforcements.

There were bound to be stronger disciples from the Guiyuan Martial Sect in the city.

Lei Renjie and the others grew increasingly tense.

“Looking for a beating?”

Xiao Yang extended his right hand toward Guijianren, grabbing him from a distance and pulling him through the air.

With one hand, Xiao Yang clutched Guijianren by the neck and hoisted him up.

“You want us dead? With trash like you?”

Xiao Yang tightened his grip.

Guijianren’s already swollen face turned purple as he struggled to breathe. He clawed at Xiao Yang’s hand, but it was as immovable as a mountain.

“Spare… spare me…”

The once arrogant Guijianren was now utterly terrified, his pants wet with urine, emitting a pungent stench.

“…”

Xiao Yang was speechless. Was this the quality of the Guiyuan Martial Sect’s inner disciples?

The onlookers were equally shocked at Guijianren’s pitiful state.

“Senior Brother, stop!”

Lei Renjie and the others were alarmed, fearing the consequences if Xiao Yang killed Guijianren.

Qin Fei, however, was ecstatic, clenching his fists in excitement.

His heart screamed, Kill him! Kill him! If you kill him, you’ll be irreversibly at odds with the Guiyuan Martial Sect!

“Senior Brother, don’t act rashly!”

Song Qiang quickly tried to dissuade Xiao Yang.

If Xiao Yang killed Guijianren, it wouldn’t just offend the Guiyuan Martial Sect—it could lead to an all-out conflict between the Azure Sun Sword Sect and the Guiyuan Martial Sect.

The consequences would be disastrous.

“Are you insane, Senior Brother?”

Jiang Ting stomped her feet in frustration.

“Unfilial son, let go now!”

Xiao Zhenshan finally snapped out of his shock and roared at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang’s earlier act of killing Liu Rulong had already left him speechless.

By killing Liu Rulong, Xiao Yang had declared an eternal enmity between the Xiao and Liu families.

Now, if he killed Guijianren, an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, the Xiao family would be doomed.

In the eyes of the Guiyuan Martial Sect’s higher-ups, the Xiao family was insignificant, easily wiped out with a flick of their hand.

“Brother, do you want to get us all killed?” Xiao Yue cried in panic.

“Yang’er, if you do this, our family will face utter annihilation!” Even Chen Ruolan, who was usually calm, was terrified by Xiao Yang’s actions.

Xiao Yang gave them a cold glance, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

“…”

His icy gaze sent chills down their spines, leaving them speechless.

“Hmph.”

Xiao Yang shifted his attention back to Guijianren, who was on the verge of suffocation.

“You don’t deserve to die by my hand,” Xiao Yang said, throwing Guijianren aside like trash.

“Who dares to harm a disciple of the Guiyuan Martial Sect!”

A thunderous roar erupted from within the city, shaking the air and leaving everyone’s ears ringing.

“Hm?”

Xiao Yang turned his gaze toward the city gates, where a figure emerged.

A powerful aura swept out from the figure, enveloping the entire area in an oppressive pressure that made everyone hold their breath.

The figure, a black-bearded middle-aged man, walked out step by step.

Though his movements seemed casual, each step felt like it trampled on everyone’s hearts, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Xiao Yang smiled faintly.

This man was clearly trying to intimidate him.

With each step, it seemed as though he carried the weight of the heavens and earth, attempting to crush Xiao Yang.

“Union with heaven and earth… Is this the Divine Martial Realm?” Xiao Yang thought, then shook his head.

“No, it’s weaker. Ah, half a step into the Divine Martial Realm.”

Xiao Yang’s lips curved into a subtle smile.

The man soon stood before Xiao Yang, his piercing gaze filled with immense authority.

Yet Xiao Yang remained calm and unbothered.

Beside him, Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan couldn’t help but step back, their faces pale.

The crowd watched in awe and fear.

The middle-aged man, however, was taken aback.

This young man could withstand his oppressive aura without flinching.

This one is no ordinary person, the man thought.

“This piece of trash is your disciple? Take him back.”

Xiao Yang flung Guijianren toward the man’s feet.

Guijianren, unconscious, lay limp on the ground.

“How dare you!”

The man’s fury erupted like a thunderclap, his voice shaking the heavens as a violent storm of energy surged outward, darkening the sky.

As the pressure intensified, Xiao Zhenshan and the others trembled uncontrollably under the man’s might.

Xiao Yang, however, stood firm, his voice calm and unwavering.

“So, the Guiyuan Martial Sect only knows how to bully the weak?”

His words cut through the storm, making the middle-aged man hesitate for a moment.

Xiao Zhenshan was horrified, thinking, This unfilial son has truly brought disaster upon us. The Xiao family is doomed!


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