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

Chapter 124:

The Azure Sun Sword Sect group, under the leadership of the Grand Elder, entered Ghost Mist Valley. However, they had barely stepped into the valley when trouble arose, taking Xiao Yang, who was secretly following behind, by surprise.

They had just entered, and the remnants of the Demonic Sect had already made their move?

He wasn’t worried, though, because Long Chen was secretly protecting Jiang Ting. Quietly, he moved forward.

Sword energy surged ahead, dispersing the surrounding mist.

In the clearing, Jiang Ting, Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and the others were engaged in battle with a massive black scorpion, their flying swords darting through the air, striking at the creature with rapid flashes of light.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang sighed in relief and chose not to reveal himself. He couldn’t sense any demonic presence nearby. The Demonic Sect remnants were too cunning and sinister to act so rashly.

Lin Wangchuan, agile as a monkey, leaped and dodged around the scorpion, seemingly enjoying himself. Countless sword energy-formed monkeys appeared around the scorpion, temporarily holding it at bay.

However, Song Qiang, Zheng Fan, Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Fang Ritian, Chu Haoran, Ye Qingyao, and Yun Qianxue were not having such an easy time. Their flying swords struggled to penetrate the scorpion’s thick armor.

Zheng Fan and Li Yunhu guarded the stretcher carrying Han Bin. The Grand Elder observed from the sidelines without intervening, overseeing the battle. Qin Fei followed closely behind him.

Xiao Yang, watching from the shadows, couldn’t help but smirk. Qin Fei was more cunning than anyone else. He knew that sticking close to the Grand Elder was the safest option.

The black scorpion was enormous and ferocious, its entire body covered in a thick, pitch-black carapace that provided formidable defense. Its pincers, sharp as daggers, clashed with the disciples’ flying swords, producing sparks with each impact.

“Whoohoo!”

Lin Wangchuan, excited, leaped onto the scorpion’s back. A flash of sword light appeared in front of him, and without hesitation, he grabbed it and drove it down into the scorpion’s back with all his strength.

However, with a loud clang, the sharp blade rebounded off the scorpion’s thick armor without leaving a scratch.

The scorpion’s tail arched high and stabbed toward Lin Wangchuan. He quickly soared into the air to dodge, leaving the others shocked at the scorpion’s near-impenetrable defense.

The scorpion lunged toward them fiercely, forcing everyone into a frantic retreat. Despite being sword cultivators, their lack of battle experience was evident.

“Don’t panic! Stay steady and attack strategically!” The Grand Elder’s voice rang out, offering guidance on how to deal with the scorpion.

The creature was incredibly agile and lunged toward Jiang Ting. A flash of black light streaked through the air as the scorpion’s tail shot toward her forehead like lightning.

Jiang Ting gasped and tried to evade, but she was too late. Just as the deadly tail was about to strike her, a sword light flashed, slicing into the tail and knocking it aside. The scorpion’s tail grazed her forehead, missing its mark by a hair’s breadth.

Jiang Ting was so frightened she nearly collapsed, scrambling to safety in panic. In the chaos, no one knew who had intervened to save her.

However, Xiao Yang, watching from the shadows, saw everything clearly—it was Long Chen who had secretly struck to save Jiang Ting.

The scorpion was about to lunge at Jiang Ting again.

“Kill!”

Lei Renjie roared, his lightning-infused sword light slashing toward the scorpion, forcing it back.

Jiang Ting, drenched in cold sweat, felt shaken. They had barely entered the Valley and had already encountered such a formidable opponent. Everyone was alarmed.

Xiao Yang, observing, shook his head. Coming down the mountain to gain experience before the Grand Competition was undoubtedly the right choice. Their combat skills were severely lacking.

Some, like Ye Qingyao, Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, and Zheng Fan, had prior experience outside the sect and were noticeably more composed in battle compared to Jiang Ting, Yun Qianxue, Song Qiang, Fang Ritian, and Chu Haoran.

Lin Wangchuan, having spent much of his time in the mountains playing with wild beasts, was surprisingly adept at handling such creatures. In fact, he was the strongest among them in practical combat.

“That’s an Ironclad Demon Scorpion! Its weak spot is the abdomen!” the Grand Elder reminded them.

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately redirected their flying swords to attack the scorpion’s belly. However, the creature pressed its abdomen tightly against the ground, making it impossible for them to strike effectively.

At this moment, Qi Xuan, who had remained silent until now, finally made his move.

“Earth Slayer Sword!”

He unleashed his full strength, sending his sword light into the ground. The next moment, a sharp beam erupted from beneath the scorpion, piercing its underbelly and tearing through its armored scales.

Qi Xuan controlled his sword within the scorpion’s body, unleashing a furious barrage from within.

The scorpion writhed and thrashed violently on the ground. The disciples quickly backed away to avoid getting caught in its death throes.

Soon, the massive scorpion lay still, completely motionless.

A moment later, Qi Xuan’s sword light shot out from the scorpion’s body and returned to him. He swiftly collected it.

Qi Xuan had ranked ninth in the sect’s internal competition. Possessing an Earth Martial Physique, he had the ability to maneuver his sword underground.

Seeing that Qi Xuan had slain the scorpion, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yang, watching from his hiding spot, nodded in approval.

Qi Xuan was a low-key individual, often overlooked among the disciples. He blended into the group like a shadow, never drawing attention to himself. However, at this critical moment, everyone started to see him in a new light.

Without Qi Xuan’s intervention, they wouldn’t have been able to take down the scorpion so quickly.

As they looked at the monstrous scorpion’s fierce and menacing form, a sense of dread filled their hearts.

They had just entered Ghost Mist Valley and already encountered such a powerful foe. What kind of terrifying creatures awaited them further ahead?

Crossing Ghost Mist Valley was proving to be far more difficult than they had anticipated. At this moment, they finally had a real understanding of the dangers lurking within.

“Not enough experience, lacking tempering,” the Grand Elder remarked, glancing at the group.

Everyone retrieved their flying swords, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Without saying more, the Grand Elder continued walking forward. The others quickly followed behind him, not daring to let their guard down. They all remained on high alert.

When the giant scorpion had suddenly appeared earlier, Jiang Ting had panicked and was nearly stung. Who knew how many creatures even more fearsome than that scorpion were lurking within the valley?

Zheng Fan and Li Yunhu carried Han Bin’s stretcher and followed closely behind the Grand Elder. Lei Renjie, Lin Wangchuan, and Zheng Fan stayed at the rear to guard the group.

Lei Renjie was a martial grandmaster at the Heaven Martial Realm. Aside from the Grand Elder Cang Xiao and Lin Wangchuan, he was the strongest among them.

The thick poisonous mist blanketed the surroundings, turning day into night. No one knew when the hidden venomous creatures might suddenly strike from the shadows.

Xiao Yang followed the group silently from behind, exercising great caution. Even the Grand Elder had no idea someone was tailing them.

Using his Futian Concealment Technique, Xiao Yang blended seamlessly with the surrounding void. Not even a Divine Martial Realm expert—let alone a semi-saint—would be able to detect his presence.

The remnants of the Demonic Sect lurking in the darkness certainly couldn’t sense him either.

The Hundred Mile Ghost Mist Valley—this was just the beginning.

Suddenly, a low buzzing sound came from ahead.

“Trouble!”

The Grand Elder’s expression changed drastically.

The next moment, the group saw fist-sized, vibrantly colored venomous bees emerging from the toxic mist, swarming toward them.

Everyone gasped in shock. This place was far more dangerous than they had imagined.

Buzz!

The Grand Elder took action. A sword hum resonated as a burst of sword light expanded outward, instantly forming a protective barrier around the group.

Countless venomous bees slammed into the barrier formed by his sword energy, and in an instant, they were shredded to pieces.

Seeing this, the group sighed in relief.

With a cold snort, the Grand Elder unleashed another surge of sword energy, sending countless bees falling to the ground like raindrops.

In mere moments, all the venomous bees were slain by his sword energy, leaving the ground covered with their lifeless bodies.

The Grand Elder retrieved his sword, and they pressed on.

Just then, the ground beneath Jiang Ting suddenly collapsed.

A withered hand shot up from below, grabbing her ankle and dragging her down in an instant.

“What…?!”

Everyone was stunned beyond belief.

“Junior sister…!”

They were completely caught off guard.