Be the Invincible God of Sword Again

C2 – You Are Still a Dog!

A sudden roar shattered the stillness of the street, reigniting the fervor among the people.

“Is that a servant from the Liu Family? Has something befallen them? Did the Mysterious Immortal Sect come to call off the engagement with the Liu Family’s Second Young Master?”

“Isn’t the Second Young Master of the Liu Family none other than Liu Yichang, Liu Xingchang’s younger brother?”

“Back when the Liu Family was flourishing, the Sect Master of the Mysterious Immortal Sect sought out General Liu to arrange a betrothal between his daughter and the General’s grandson, Liu Yichang. Who could have predicted such a turn of events for the Liu Family?”

“With the wedding date fast approaching, it would have been more surprising if the Mysterious Immortal Sect hadn’t come to dissolve the engagement!”

“Now, the Liu Family is destined to become the butt of jokes throughout the Royal Capital.”

“As head of the family and Liu Yichang’s elder brother, what will Liu Xingchang do in response to this situation?”

“…”

Liu Xingchang’s brows lifted as he swiftly pieced together the events through his memories, weighing the gravity of the circumstances and the stakes involved.

Having been reborn, the Liu Family was his to protect, its honor was his to uphold, and Liu Yichang was his brother.

Moreover, with the memories of two lifetimes merging and emotions clashing, there were actions he was compelled to take, responsibilities he could no longer ignore.

Liu Xingchang paid no mind to the turmoil his presence had caused on the streets, nor to the bewildered Yu Qiuer. He gave his servant an encouraging pat on the shoulder and made a beeline for home.

A host of skilled cultivators trailed behind, eager to witness the Liu Family’s embarrassment and to see how Liu Xingchang would handle the predicament.

Princess Qingyuan and Minister Liu exchanged a quick farewell with a traditional hand gesture before dispatching their aides to gather intelligence from the Liu Family.

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​In the Royal Capital, on Orchid Mountain Street, the Chen Mansion seemed deserted at first glance, but in reality, it was teeming with figures lurking in the shadows.

​These individuals were influential and powerful figures from across the Royal Capital, all keen not to miss out on any spectacle, especially one as dramatic as the Mysterious Immortal Sect breaking off an engagement with the Liu Family.

Beyond the courtyard, the main hall was bustling with people.

Servants, guards, and several official disciples of the Mysterious Immortal Sect stood within the hall, while the principal figures of the unfolding drama took their seats.

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The middle-aged enforcer from the Mysterious Immortal Sect, clad in a blue brocade robe, sat with an air of superiority at the head of the main hall. His demeanor was haughty, his eyebrows arching slightly in a clear display of disdain for the Liu Family, whom he regarded as mere insects.

To the right of the blue-robed enforcer sat two individuals: Liu Xingchang’s second uncle, Liu Shuile, and the Great Elder of the Liu Family.

On the left of the enforcer was a figure dressed in light blue chiffon, her complexion fair and her skin smooth as porcelain. She was none other than Baili Xi, the esteemed young miss of the Mysterious Immortal Sect.

Additionally, a disciple of the Mysterious Immortal Sect stood at the center of the main hall, his face twisted with pride and scorn as he pointed accusingly at Liu Yichang and berated him.

“You, a member of a declining family, dare to aspire to marry our Mysterious Immortal Sect’s junior sister? That’s as ludicrous as a toad lusting after swan meat!”

“Oh? Clenching your fists, are you? Go on, try to hit me.”

“Do you really think the Mysterious Immortal Sect couldn’t annihilate your entire Liu Family overnight?”

Liu Yichang’s expression was dark and stormy, but his anger was tempered by an inability to act.

The Liu Family’s continued existence was largely thanks to the restraint shown by the family’s leaders, despite having numerous enemies.

The Liu Family’s servants and guards around the room voiced their outrage.

“The Mysterious Immortal Sect has crossed the line!”

“Moreover, your sect leader didn’t show up, nor did any elders. Sending just a protector to break off the engagement is a direct insult to our Liu Family.”

The disciple sneered at the servants and casually slapped Liu Yichang’s cheek, saying contemptuously, “What does it matter if I slap the Liu Family’s face? You still don’t dare to respond, do you? Let me tell you, even though I’m low-ranked in our sect and treated like a dog by my seniors, as a dog of the Mysterious Immortal Sect, I can slap the face of the Liu Family’s second son, and you can’t even fight back. How does that feel?”

The green-robed guardian’s face twisted into a sinister smile.

This twisted disciple from the Mysterious Immortal Sect, known as Ah Quan, was brought specifically to subject the Liu Family to extreme humiliation.

Only by utterly crushing the Liu Family underfoot could he extort their cultivation resources after breaking off the engagement.

This assignment was a lucrative one, and he intended to exploit it fully.

But at that moment, a chilling shout erupted from outside the courtyard like a clap of thunder, swiftly reverberating through the main hall.

“Sorry, but you’re a dog not only in the Mysterious Immortal Sect but also in the Liu Family!”

No sooner had the words been spoken than a young man, cloaked in black, entered from the courtyard with an icy expression.

Recognizing the newcomer, a chorus of gasps filled the hall.

“Liu Xingchang?”

“Liu Xingchang dares to return at such a time?”

“His words just now… they don’t sound like him at all…”

Ah Quan, the disciple, narrowed his eyes and approached Liu Xingchang, his voice dark and threatening, “You worthless piece of trash, what did you just say to me?”

Liu Xingchang enunciated each word with deliberate seriousness, “I said you’re a dog wherever you go! Did you hear it this time?”

Ah Quan, seething with rage, snarled, “You dare insult me, you piece of trash! I’ll count to three, and you’d better kneel and apologize, or else…”

“Go to hell!”

Liu Xingchang didn’t let Ah Quan finish. With a sharp rebuke, he delivered a powerful kick to Ah Quan’s chest.

“Thud!”

Ah Quan was sent flying like a shot, crashing heavily into the wall, his front soaked in blood as he slumped into unconsciousness.

The abrupt turn of events left everyone in the main hall dumbfounded.

What just happened?

Since when had Liu Xingchang become so formidable?

Liu Yichang’s head shot up, his gaze fixed on his brother in disbelief, his eyes reddening with the intensity of blood.

The shame of the broken engagement, the disgrace from Ah Quan, had already pushed Liu Yichang to the brink of collapse.

Liu Xingchang’s abrupt entrance and swift strike were like a bell tolling in the depths of his soul.

Liu Shuile was momentarily taken aback, exchanging a glance with the Great Elder. Both could see the astonishment reflected in each other’s eyes.

They were well-acquainted with Liu Xingchang, so the idea of him taking such action was almost inconceivable to them.

The influential figures secretly watching the drama unfold in the courtyard were also caught off guard. They hadn’t anticipated such a twist in today’s spectacle, which had taken them by surprise.

“This young man is acting quite peculiar today.”

“This iron-willed nature of his reminds me of my younger days.”

“Quite intriguing…”

The green-robed protector had not foreseen this turn of events. In a fit of fury, he shattered the mahogany tea table with a single slap.

“Liu Xingchang! You have some nerve, attacking a disciple of the Mysterious Immortal Sect. Are you seeking death?!”

Liu Xingchang’s gaze sharpened as he lifted his head and bellowed, “How dare you! A mere protector raising his voice in the presence of the head of the Liu Family! When our family was at its zenith, you weren’t even fit to carry my shoes! And you, an outsider, what gives you the audacity to sit in the seat of the head of our family? Get down from there this instant!”

Enraged by Liu Xingchang’s rebuke, the green-robed protector snarled, “You impudent boy, it seems you’ve grown weary of living!”

The protector, who had always scorned the Liu Family, could not tolerate such defiance.

No sooner had he spoken than a surge of murderous intent filled the air.

The green-robed protector swiftly unsheathed his sword and lunged at Liu Xingchang with the speed of lightning.

As the protector made his move, gasps of shock echoed throughout the hall.

Regardless of Liu Xingchang’s fiery spirit, he was merely a third-grade Cultivator, while the green-robed protector was a formidable seventh-grade Cultivator.

For a seventh-grade Cultivator to kill a third-grade one, a second sword stroke would be superfluous.

The masters lurking in the shadows squinted, fully aware that Liu Xingchang’s fate was sealed.

The Great Elder of the Liu Family, though quick to respond, found himself unable to intervene in time to save Liu Xingchang as the protector’s blade descended too swiftly, leaving him only to tense and narrow his eyes in anticipation.

The flicker of hope that had ignited among the Liu Family’s servants, sparked by Liu Xingchang’s display of strength, was doused with a metaphorical bucket of cold water, leaving them utterly despondent.

Could it be that the Liu Family was truly doomed?

Yet, as everyone was steeped in their sighs and laments, an astonishing event unfolded.

Just as the sword of the green-robed Protector neared Liu Xingchang, he contorted his waist into an almost bizarre and eerie angle, miraculously evading the blade in a seemingly impossible maneuver.

Before the onlookers could even gasp, another astounding moment occurred.

Having evaded the green-robed Protector’s sword, Liu Xingchang launched his own counterattack, embodying the principle of reciprocation.

The Protector’s sword was swift, but Liu Xingchang’s was swifter still.

Observers saw only a glint of cold light before Liu Xingchang’s sword materialized in front of the Protector.

Caught off guard, the green-robed Protector barely registered the attack, feeling a sudden chill as he instinctively positioned his sword across his chest.

​With a resonant “Bam!” the Protector’s sword snapped in two, Liu Xingchang’s precise strike landing squarely on his chest.

The Protector’s reflexes spared him from death, but he stumbled backward several steps, nearly toppling a chair, as a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

This rapid succession of events, though quickly recounted, left everyone both inside and outside the hall utterly astounded.