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

Chapter 109:

In a humble house within Black Wind City, everyone stood frozen in shock at the sight of Qin Fei’s miserable state.

Anger surged through the group.

The remnants of the Demon Sect were truly abhorrent and perverse.

Though Qin Fei had lost his manhood and his dignity, he still had his handsome appearance, albeit with a somewhat delicate and effeminate demeanor. But regardless, he had been a man—a “real man,” so to speak.

Then again, using the phrase “real man” to describe Qin Fei now seemed rather inappropriate. After all, he could no longer truly be considered one.

Everyone sympathized with Qin Fei’s plight.

Their indignation boiled over as they cursed the Demon Sect remnants for their heinous, inhuman actions.

Only Xiao Yang remained indifferent, knowing the truth.

Qin Fei was far from innocent and, in Xiao Yang’s eyes, fully deserved his fate.

So what if he had been humiliated by two men?

Compared to the atrocities Qin Fei had committed in the previous life—sacrificing countless cultivators to break the Demon Abyss Seal, unleashing the Demon Race, and turning the entire Northern Territory and the Yuanwu Continent into a living hell—this suffering was trivial.

Xiao Yang’s mind replayed memories of the Northern Territory’s devastation in his past life. After Qin Fei broke the seal and unleashed the Demons, the region became a purgatory.

Human cultivators became blood sacrifices, weaker humans were enslaved, and the Demons treated them as toys, slaughtering and torturing them at will.

Qin Fei had been the architect of that nightmare. The small taste of retribution he was suffering now wasn’t nearly enough.

“Well, I’ll be! This is a once-in-a-lifetime sight!”

A loud exclamation broke the tension as Liu Qingyun and his beloved disciple, Ling Xian’er, entered the room.

When they saw Qin Fei’s pitiful state, both were stunned.

“Master, what is this…”

Ling Xian’er’s face flushed as she quickly turned away from the sight of Qin Fei, his tattered clothing revealing patches of bare skin.

“Judging by the scene, this must be a case of… a fondness for the same gender, or perhaps a ‘cut-sleeve’ affair,” Liu Qingyun said with exaggerated astonishment. “I’ve traveled far and wide, but I’ve never seen such a brutal and tragic aftermath!”

“Swish!”

The disciples of the Azure Sun Sword Sect all turned in unison, their fiery gazes locking onto Liu Qingyun.

“Ahaha… Don’t worry, I won’t breathe a word of this to anyone,” Liu Qingyun quickly assured them, realizing he’d misspoken and provoked their anger.

At that moment, Enforcement Elder Lei Lie looked like he was on the verge of silencing Liu Qingyun permanently.

Jiang Ting removed her outer robe and draped it over Qin Fei’s trembling form.

“This place is unsafe. Let’s leave immediately,” Lei Lie said gravely.

Zheng Fan stepped forward to carry the unconscious Qin Fei on his back.

Lin Wangchuan quietly moved to Xiao Yang’s side as the group began exiting the house.

Outside, Xiao Yang noticed two figures standing silently in the clearing ahead. Their cold, watchful gazes swept over the group.

“Demon Sect remnants?”

“How dare you show yourselves here!”

The group erupted in fury at the sight of the two figures.

Without hesitation, Han Bin summoned his flying sword, sending it slicing toward one of the figures.

The icy sword light streaked through the air, striking toward the man.

“Foolishness.”

With a casual wave of his hand, the man swatted the flying sword aside and countered with a punch.

The punch carried an overwhelming force, slamming into Han Bin like an invisible mountain. Blood spurted from his mouth as he was flung backward, directly toward Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang caught Han Bin, immediately feeling the immense power coursing through his body.

Quickly activating the Heavenly Suppression Qi Technique, Xiao Yang dispelled the force.

“Minghe and Yin Yue?”

Xiao Yang’s cold gaze locked onto the two figures.

Releasing Han Bin, Xiao Yang watched as the injured disciple collapsed to the ground, coughing blood.

“His bones are shattered… He’s crippled!”

Liu Qingyun rushed forward to examine Han Bin, his face pale with shock.

“What?”

The group’s anger surged anew.

The two Demon Sect remnants standing before them were none other than Minghe and Yin Yue, two of Qin Fei’s personal protectors.

The Demon Sect had spared no effort in ensuring Qin Fei’s safety, assigning three powerful guardians to protect him as he infiltrated the Azure Sun Sword Sect.

With Shadow already killed by Qin Fei himself, only Minghe and Yin Yue remained.

Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er quietly edged away, fully aware of the overwhelming strength of these two remnants. Only fools would confront such power unprepared.

“You won’t leave here alive today,” Yin Yue said with a chilling smile, rising into the air to hover above the group.

Li Yuntian, Yun Qianxue, Ye Qingyao, Song Qiang, Fang Ritian, and Chu Haoran all summoned their flying swords, spreading out to form a protective barrier around the injured Lei Lie and Qin Fei.

“Demon Sect scum, die!”

Jiang Ting’s fury boiled over. The torment her Junior Brother had endured, coupled with Han Bin’s injuries, was unforgivable.

She launched herself into the air, her sword glowing with water-blue light as countless sword beams appeared, streaking toward Yin Yue.

The water-blue sword aura illuminated the sky.

Xiao Yang watched the scene and shook his head.

Jiang Ting had overestimated herself.

Yin Yue was a martial expert of the Divine Martial Realm, far beyond the capabilities of Jiang Ting, a mere Heavenly Martial Realm sword master.

Moreover, Yin Yue wasn’t one of her accommodating sect mates who would hold back.

“A mere Heavenly Martial Realm master dares challenge me? Courting death!”

Yin Yue sneered and pressed her palm downward.

Vast waves of demonic energy surged from her hand, drawing the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a massive black hand that materialized in the air.

The shadowy hand descended like a terrifying demon’s mountain, grinding down upon the water-blue sword beams.

Countless water-blue sword lights shot upward, only to shatter beneath the enormous demonic hand. The void beneath the hand trembled violently.

“What?” Jiang Ting exclaimed, her face pale with shock. Her flying sword was repelled by the force of the demonic hand, and the backlash sent her reeling. She spat out a mouthful of blood.

“That’s the Grand Heavenly Demonic Hand! Dodge quickly!” Lei Lie, the Enforcement Elder, shouted in alarm.

“Senior Brother, help Junior Sister!” Song Qiang yelled anxiously.

“Foolishness,” Xiao Yang muttered, unmoving. He was certain that Yin Yue wouldn’t kill Jiang Ting—after all, if she were dead, Qin Fei’s plans to rise to power using Jiang Ting’s influence would crumble.

“Don’t kill my Junior Sister…”

At that moment, Qin Fei, who had been unconscious on Zheng Fan’s back, suddenly awakened. With a loud shout, he surged into the air, placing himself in front of Jiang Ting.

A sharp sword hum echoed through the heavens.

Despite his injuries, Qin Fei mustered all his strength. A dazzling and lethal sword light burst forth from him, slicing toward the descending demonic hand.

“Hm?” Xiao Yang raised an eyebrow, surprised.

He had previously sealed Qin Fei’s cultivation to orchestrate the humiliating scene with Li Kuang’s two disciples. Yet, somehow, Qin Fei had broken through the seal and regained his power.

As expected of someone with an innate Dao physique—the speed of his recovery was astonishing.

Still, Qin Fei’s desperation to act in this condition was remarkable.

“He’s truly a schemer,” Xiao Yang thought, watching Qin Fei’s performance.

It was clear to Xiao Yang that Qin Fei was exaggerating his plight to elicit sympathy from Jiang Ting and the others.

But if Qin Fei wanted to act, Xiao Yang was content to watch the show unfold.

With a smirk, Xiao Yang stepped back, his expression calm as Qin Fei charged forward.

In the air, Qin Fei ignored his injuries and poured all his energy into his flying sword. The blade streaked toward the massive demonic hand.

However, compared to the overwhelming power of a Divine Martial Realm cultivator, Qin Fei’s efforts were like an ant trying to shake a tree.

A miserable scream escaped Qin Fei as his sword was swatted aside by the demonic hand. He was struck midair and sent plummeting to the ground.

“Junior Brother!” Jiang Ting cried out in horror.

If her Junior Brother died protecting her, she would carry the guilt for the rest of her life. She desperately rushed forward to catch him.

The two of them tumbled from the sky.

The crowd gasped in shock, their faces pale with fear.

“Damn it!” Lei Lie’s eyes were bloodshot with rage.

If either of them died, Sect Master Jiang Qitian would never forgive him.

Lei Lie tried to gather his energy, but his body trembled violently. Another mouthful of blood spilled from his lips as he staggered, nearly collapsing.

Just as Jiang Ting and Qin Fei were about to be crushed by the Grand Heavenly Demonic Hand, a figure suddenly appeared before them.

With a wave of his sleeve, the figure gently sent Jiang Ting and Qin Fei flying backward. They landed softly among the crowd, unharmed.

The figure then pointed a single finger toward the descending demonic hand.

A piercing sword light burst from his fingertip, tearing through the demonic hand and scattering it into the void.

“What…”

Yin Yue was stunned as the devastating sword light streaked toward her. She hastily retreated, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The figure turned out to be a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, wearing tattered robes.

“It’s him?”

Jiang Ting’s eyes widened in recognition. This was the mysterious man who had taken her mother’s jade pendant.

“Who is this man?” Xiao Yang’s gaze turned serious as he too recognized the figure.

This was the same man who had saved Jiang Ting in Yuanlong City’s leyline and humiliated Jiang Qitian when Xiao Yang had appeared as the masked Sword Saint.

At that moment, waves of demonic energy surged as Minghe approached, exuding an overwhelming aura.

“I’ll hold them off—run!” Lei Lie roared at the group.

“Elder…”

The crowd was overwhelmed with grief and anger.

Lei Lie’s gaze fell on Xiao Yang, though he said nothing.

“Don’t worry,” Xiao Yang replied, his expression solemn.

“Go, now!” Lei Lie shouted, his voice filled with urgency.

Activating the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s secret technique, Lei Lie unleashed his potential without regard for the consequences. Terrifying lightning energy erupted from him as he prepared to battle the two Demon Sect remnants to the death.