NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 30:
Chapter 30:
How could Xiao Yang let Qin Fei get away with this so easily?
He was determined to make Qin Fei reap what he had sown. Qin Fei had arrogantly declared that he would single-handedly challenge all the inner sect disciples, even mocking them to join forces against him.
With such overconfidence and bravado, how could Xiao Yang not help him realize the consequences?
Xiao Yang’s cold gaze lingered on Qin Fei, who was now surrounded by a group of personal disciples on the sword platform. His lips curled into a faint smile.
Not even Jiang Ting could shield Qin Fei now.
“I’m not the same Xiao Yang from the previous life anymore,” he thought. “Qin Fei, you schemed against me, humiliated me, and made my life unbearable. This time, I’ll ensure you suffer the same fate.”
Qin Fei’s eyes also turned toward Xiao Yang, their gazes colliding midair.
Qin Fei’s glare was icy and venomous, but Xiao Yang remained calm and unbothered.
On the sword platform, the group of personal disciples still hesitated.
“What are you waiting for? Attack him now!” Xiao Yang shouted loudly.
“Senior Brother! Why are you targeting Junior Brother Qin Fei?” Jiang Ting screamed in anger, as if someone had stepped on her tail.
Xiao Yang didn’t even spare her a glance.
“You…” Jiang Ting was both furious and flustered.
Suddenly, the sharp sound of a sword rang out—someone had made their move.
Xiao Yang saw that it was Li Yuhu, the top disciple of the Miscellaneous Hall elder, who had taken the initiative.
Li Yuhu practiced the Tiger Roar Sword Technique. As soon as he made his move, his sword energy transformed into a ferocious tiger that pounced toward Qin Fei.
“Hmph!”
Qin Fei sneered and spat out a beam of multicolored sword light toward the charging tiger.
The frigid sword energy swept across the platform, forcing the other personal disciples to retreat.
The multicolored sword light flashed briefly, slicing the tiger-shaped sword energy in half.
Li Yuhu felt the cutting sword energy rushing toward him and hastily retreated, alarmed.
Just as Qin Fei was about to press his advantage, a massive net made of interwoven sword light descended from above, enveloping him.
“Sword energy woven into threads, forming a net… Is that the Heavenly Silkworm Sword Technique?” Xiao Yang murmured in surprise, recognizing the technique.
He hadn’t expected Ye Qingyao, the disciple of the Spiritual Herb Valley elder, to have reached such a level in her swordsmanship.
The Heavenly Silkworm Sword Technique produced endless streams of sword energy, as delicate as silken threads, suspended in the void. Once trapped in the net, even someone as strong as Qin Fei would be sliced to pieces by the fine strands of sword energy.
“Azure Sun Sword Technique: Three Suns Shake the Heavens!”
Qin Fei roared as his flying sword shot into the air.
In the next moment, his sword seemed to radiate the light of three suns, crashing into the descending net of sword energy.
The fiery sword light burned fiercely, tearing through the silken threads of the net and shattering it entirely.
Ye Qingyao, shocked, hastily withdrew her sword and retreated.
The other personal disciples then launched their attacks.
They all understood that none of them alone was a match for Qin Fei.
After all, Qin Fei was one of the three Sky Martial Realm prodigies of the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s younger generation.
But together, it was a different story.
Among them were two personal disciples of the Transmission Elder: Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran.
Han Bin, the disciple of Elder Fang Tang and junior brother of Li Yuhu, was also present.
Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran were both Half-Step Sky Martial Realm cultivators who had mastered a combined sword technique.
When the two joined forces, their swordsmanship’s power multiplied.
As Ye Qingyao retreated, the others seized the opportunity to surround Qin Fei, launching a coordinated assault.
For a moment, the platform was filled with a dazzling display of sword light and energy.
The inner sect disciples below watched in stunned silence.
“Be careful, Junior Brother!” Jiang Ting shouted anxiously from the sidelines.
While the crowd’s attention was focused on the fierce battle, Xiao Yang remained seated, sipping his tea.
The tea’s aroma spread across his tongue, stimulating his taste buds. He savored the moment leisurely.
Xiao Yang knew that the Transmission Elder had spent his life perfecting swordsmanship and had recently created a dual-sword technique called the Innate Heaven and Earth Sword.
In his previous life, this technique had shone brilliantly during the Azure Sun Sword Sect’s downfall.
He recalled the final battle from his past life when Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran used this technique to exchange blows with the Demon Sect’s leader.
If performed by a man and a woman, the technique, based on the balance of yin and yang, would be even more powerful. Unfortunately, the Transmission Elder had never taken a female disciple.
As Xiao Yang enjoyed his tea, Qin Fei’s situation on the sword platform worsened.
With a flash of sword light, a gash appeared on Qin Fei’s left shoulder, blood seeping out.
“Junior Brother!” Jiang Ting cried out in horror.
Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran unleashed their combined sword technique. Their two flying swords spiraled like dragons, aiming to tear Qin Fei apart with a chilling whistling sound that seemed to slice through the void.
Qin Fei was alarmed.
The combined strength of these two was far greater than he had anticipated.
The other personal disciples stepped back, not daring to get caught in the crossfire.
Qin Fei was forced into a defensive position, retreating constantly.
The clash of swords echoed incessantly.
Soon, wounds appeared on Qin Fei’s back and legs.
“Damn it!” Qin Fei roared suddenly, releasing an intense burst of sword energy.
Nine brilliant beams of sword light erupted from him, shaking the void around him.
“Nine Suns in the Sky!”
Qin Fei’s body trembled, and Fang Ritian and Chu Haoran’s flying swords were blasted away.
“What…”
The two were stunned as the nine beams of sword light sent them flying off the platform.
“You’re all trash!” Qin Fei bellowed.
On the platform, it seemed as if nine blazing suns had appeared, and the terrifying sword energy swept outward like a volcanic eruption.
The remaining personal disciples, including Li Yuhu, Ye Qingyao, and Han Bin, tried to resist but were powerless against Qin Fei’s overwhelming force.
In a single move, Qin Fei defeated everyone on the sword platform.
“This…”
Xiao Yang abruptly stood up, staring in disbelief at Qin Fei’s wild, triumphant figure on the platform.
“Nine Suns in the Sky… Sky Martial Realm perfection?”
Xiao Yang turned to look at his master, Jiang Qitian, stunned.
“So, Master has chosen Qin Fei in this life as well,” Xiao Yang thought bitterly.
Even after defeating Li Xingyao, the Holy Maiden of the Fuyao Sword Sect, Xiao Yang still failed to gain his master’s recognition. Instead, Jiang Qitian had poured his resources into nurturing Qin Fei, passing on the full Azure Sun Sword Technique to him, even at the cost of depleting his vital energy.
In both lives, Jiang Qitian, Jiang Ting, and even his own family had chosen Qin Fei over him.
It was clear favoritism, giving Qin Fei the ultimate killing move of the Azure Sun Sword Technique—something Xiao Yang had never obtained despite his best efforts.
His final shred of loyalty to his master, his junior sister, and the Azure Sun Sword Sect was now completely gone.
“If that’s how you treat me, don’t blame me for being ruthless,” Xiao Yang thought coldly.
He had originally planned to quietly leave the sect after winning the Grand Competition, sparing the sect’s reputation.
But now, he had changed his mind.
He would win the Grand Competition, and under the gaze of all, sever his ties with the Azure Sun Sword Sect.