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

Chapter 62:

The black-bearded middle-aged man was furious.

Just as he was about to make a move on Xiao Yang, a calm and nonchalant remark from Xiao Yang made the man’s anger explode.

“You’re saying everyone in the Guiyuan Immortal Sect bullies the weak?”

The black-bearded man glared at Xiao Yang with bloodshot eyes, his beard and hair standing on end. A violent aura erupted from his body like a volcanic explosion, forcing everyone around to retreat in fear.

The crowd was utterly shocked.

This person’s cultivation level might have surpassed the Tianwu Realm.

The members of the Xiao family were even more terrified.

Xiao Yang dared to provoke such a powerful figure—he must have a death wish. Worse, he could drag the entire Xiao family into disaster along with him.

“Why did I have to father such an unfilial son!” Xiao Zhenshan muttered, his face pale.

Xiao Yue’s expression was drained of color, while Chen Ruolan, Xiao Yang’s mother, trembled so much she couldn’t even speak.

Xiao Zhenshan quickly shielded his wife and daughter, retreating toward the carriage where the law enforcement elder Lei Lie sat.

Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Zheng Fan, and Yun Qianxue also backed away cautiously.

The law enforcement elder, Lei Lie, remained inside the carriage, showing no intention of intervening.

Xiao Yang had defied him multiple times on the mountain, so letting Xiao Yang experience a setback wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Facing the black-bearded middle-aged man’s overwhelming fury, Xiao Yang stood with his hands behind his back, calm and indifferent, completely unfazed by the man’s thunderous anger.

“Elder Gui Teng, what’s going on here?”

At that moment, three young men dressed in white robes walked out from the city.

Each of them was elegant and handsome, with upright postures and an air of composure and confidence that set them apart.

Seeing the three, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but admire them. This was the demeanor that disciples of a great sect should have.

In comparison, the unconscious Gui Jianren lying on the ground was a stark contrast.

When the three noticed the unconscious Gui Jianren and the body on the ground, their expressions changed.

“Chu Xiao? Why are you here?”

The black-bearded Gui Teng seemed surprised by their arrival.

“Someone just sent out a distress signal from our sect, and the Holy Son sent us to investigate,” said Chu Xiao, the leader of the trio, bowing respectfully to Gui Teng.

“This boy committed violence in public and humiliated and assaulted our sect’s disciples. You’ve come at the right time—capture him for me!” Gui Teng said, withdrawing his aura and stepping aside.

“Is that so?”

Chu Xiao glanced at Xiao Yang with some surprise.

Everyone knew that Yuanlong City was currently under the Liu family’s control. Moreover, the Holy Son of the Guiyuan Martial Sect was a guest at the Liu family’s residence. For someone to cause trouble in Yuanlong City now, it was clear they had ulterior motives.

“As expected, everyone in the Guiyuan Martial Sect is nothing but a bully,” Xiao Yang sighed, shaking his head.

“What did you say?”

Xiao Yang’s words instantly infuriated the two disciples behind Chu Xiao, and they were about to make a move.

However, Chu Xiao stopped them.

“Isn’t it true? These guys insulted me first, and it was this man with the surname Gui who attacked first. If I were an ordinary person, I’d be dead by now. So, the weak should just die, and the strong can kill as they please? Isn’t that the definition of bullying?”

Xiao Yang’s sharp retort left Chu Xiao speechless, and he couldn’t help but glance at Gui Teng.

“What? Do you believe his nonsense over my word?” Gui Teng said coldly.

“Everyone here saw it. Liu Rulong insulted the Xiao family first, and it was this Gui fellow who attacked our senior brother first. They can all testify!”

Song Qiang stepped forward boldly and shouted.

“Senior brother? Who might you be?” Chu Xiao asked, studying Xiao Yang curiously.

He had never met Xiao Yang and naturally didn’t recognize him.

But Xiao Yang recognized him.

“My senior brother is the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect—Xiao Yang!” Song Qiang declared proudly.

“What… you’re Xiao Yang?”

Chu Xiao was taken aback, and so were the two disciples behind him.

This was the same Xiao Yang who had defeated Li Xingyao, the Holy Maiden of the Soaring Sword Sect?

The news of Li Xingyao challenging the Azure Sun Sword Sect, only to be defeated by Xiao Yang, had already spread across the Northern Territory.

Everyone found it hard to believe. Li Xingyao was the top talent of the younger generation in the Soaring Sword Sect, possessing the Undying Phoenix Holy Physique and cultivating the True Phoenix Immortal Sword Technique. Yet she had been defeated by Xiao Yang, causing a sensation throughout the Northern Territory.

The revelation that Xiao Yang was the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect left even Gui Teng shocked.

“So what? Even if you’re the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s Holy Son, no one can insult the disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect!” Gui Teng strode forward.

“Who saw our sect’s disciples attack first? Step forward now!”

Gui Teng roared, his voice echoing through the area. His cold, intimidating gaze swept over the crowd.

Everyone lowered their heads, avoiding his gaze.

Not a single person dared to step forward or speak. The entire scene fell into silence.

“You…”

Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan were both furious and dismayed.

“See? No one saw our sect’s disciples attack first. Everything you said is just hearsay. Even if you’re the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect, you cannot slander or defame the disciples of the Guiyuan Martial Sect,” Gui Teng said smugly.

The disciples of the Azure Sun Sword Sect looked uneasy.

No one expected Gui Teng, an elder of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, to twist the truth so brazenly.

Even the Xiao family was stunned.

“Hahaha…”

Xiao Yang laughed out of sheer anger.

“Big brother Holy Son, he’s slandering you, and you can still laugh?” Lin Wangchuan asked, indignant.

“In this life, no one can insult or oppress me!”

Xiao Yang’s laughter faded, replaced by a cold gaze fixed on Gui Teng.

He hadn’t expected an elder of the Guiyuan Martial Sect to stoop so low, using his authority to intimidate everyone and distort the truth openly.

Xiao Yang noticed that everyone seemed terrified of Gui Teng. Clearly, this man had been abusing his power in Yuanlong City for a long time.

Wait—Gui Jianren and Gui Teng shared the same surname, and Gui Teng was the first to arrive after Gui Jianren sent out the distress signal. Could they be related?

At that moment, someone came forward to carry the unconscious Gui Jianren away.

Gui Teng glanced at Gui Jianren, who had been beaten into a pulp by Xiao Yang. His face twitched, and his fury reached its peak.

“I’m openly insulting you, oppressing you, and suppressing you. What can you do about it?” Gui Teng glared at Xiao Yang.

“Who dares to say otherwise? Who dares?”

Gui Teng’s arrogant gaze swept over the crowd, but no one dared meet his eyes.

Even Chu Xiao and his companions remained silent.

Gui Teng, though only a low-ranking elder in the Guiyuan Martial Sect, belonged to the influential Gui family, second only to the Chu family in power.

His strong backing was the source of his arrogance.

“So what if you’re the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect? So what if you defeated Li Xingyao of the Soaring Sword Sect? I’ve already stepped into the half-step Shenwu Realm. You’re just a mere Tianwu Realm cultivator—nothing but an ant to me. I could crush you with a single finger.”

Xiao Yang’s lips curled into a sneer.

“Why are you standing there? Arrest him!” Gui Teng ordered Chu Xiao and his companions.