Volume One: The Demon God’s Young Lord Chapter 26: Kneel Down and Apologize!

The Second Elder’s expression stiffened, and he replied with displeasure, "Naturally, I would not dare."

Qi Yu smiled. "Since that is the case, I shall cultivate under your tutelage!"

The Second Elder’s face turned ashen. Watching Qi Yu stride away with a swagger, his expression grew venomous, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Qi Yu returned to his small courtyard. Although he had become a Saint Son of the sect, his daily life seemed largely unchanged.

One day, while Qi Yu was in the courtyard comprehending sword intent, the gate was suddenly pushed open.

Standing at the entrance was a young woman.

She was dressed in a pale blue, form-fitting long dress that accentuated her graceful, curvaceous figure. Adorned with a tassel hairpin, her face was exquisite to the point of perfection.

At that moment, the girl’s eyes were still somewhat cold, but the moment she saw Qi Yu, her pupils trembled, and finally, a mist of tears gradually welled up.

"Brother Qi Yu!"

It was as if this sentence had been suppressed in her heart for a long, long time, and finally, it burst forth.

Liu Rouxue rushed into the courtyard, heedless of anything else, and threw herself into Qi Yu’s arms, holding him tightly.

"Brother Qi Yu, I knew you wouldn't die! I have been waiting for your return!"

Qi Yu smiled, stroking Liu Rouxue’s hair, and said gently, "Don't cry, Xue’er. I’m back! And Xue’er, I have a surprise for you!"

Liu Rouxue wiped her tears and smiled. "As long as Brother Qi Yu is safe and sound, that is the greatest surprise for me!"

Qi Yu raised two fingers to form a seal. The Cold Cicada Sword rang out with a clear chime and hovered at their feet. Qi Yu pulled Xue’er onto the sword, placed a hand on her slender waist, and formed a seal with his other hand. "Rise!"

*Whoosh!*

The Cold Cicada Sword turned into a streak of light, piercing through the clouds and soaring into the sky.

This was the sword-flight technique Qi Yu had only comprehended a few days prior.

With his hands on Liu Rouxue’s waist, a brilliant smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

After circling the sky once, the two returned to the courtyard.

Qi Yu put away the sword and said, "Xue’er, is it a surprise? I have cultivation now, too!"

Liu Rouxue smiled sweetly. "Brother Qi Yu, the Third Elder already told me. I received his letter and rushed back without stopping. Ever since you left, I have been training in the Desolate Ancient City, and my cultivation has reached the first level of the Profound Martial Realm."

Qi Yu said in surprise, "Xue’er, you advanced from the Entry Profound Realm to the Profound Martial Realm in just one year? My Xue’er is amazing, even better than your brother!"

Liu Rouxue said earnestly, "Brother Qi Yu, no matter what my cultivation level is, I am your fiancée. I work hard to cultivate only to protect you."

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, and a dozen disciples walked in, surrounding a young man in brocade robes.

The youth looked imposing and carried a folding fan. He cast a disdainful glance at Qi Yu before his eyes lit up; he hurried over to Liu Rouxue and said, "Senior Sister Liu, so you really are here!"

Liu Rouxue’s expression hardened, and she said coldly, "Jiang Yuan, what do you want?"

At this, someone behind Jiang Yuan handed over a brocade box. It was opened to reveal a jade hairpin.

Jiang Yuan smiled. "Senior Sister Liu, I bought this at an auction for one hundred thousand spirit stones. It matches you perfectly, so please accept it!"

Liu Rouxue said icily, "It is too precious; you had better take it back."

Jiang Yuan held the hairpin and stepped forward. "Senior Sister, I have loved you since the first day I arrived at the Sword Sect. I know you have many suitors, but please give me a chance to pursue you!"

Qi Yu’s brow furrowed tightly. *He’s pursuing my fiancée right in front of me, and he doesn’t even put me in his eyes? Very well, you have invited your own death!*

Liu Rouxue snorted and linked her arm with Qi Yu’s. "I'm sorry, I cannot give you that chance, because I already have a fiancé!"

Jiang Yuan was stunned, and only then did he truly look at Qi Yu.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan burst into a mocking laugh. "I know him. Ha! He’s the son of that coward, the piece of trash who couldn't cultivate for three years?"

Qi Yu narrowed his eyes. "I advise you to choose your words with respect."

Qi Yu didn't know if this man was truly foolish or feigning ignorance. The news of his breaking into the Demon-Sealing Tower a few days ago was still spreading like wildfire; he couldn't believe this boy knew nothing, or perhaps he simply didn't take him seriously at all.

Jiang Yuan’s gaze grew cold. "Ha, trash, you need to recognize your place. You and Senior Sister Liu are from two different worlds. Why bother clinging on and asking for humiliation?"

Qi Yu said, "In the Sword Sect, the Saint Son and Saintess are naturally a match. Did you not know this?"

Jiang Yuan sneered, "You aren't trying to say you’re the Saint Son, are you?"

Qi Yu replied, "Don't I look like one?"

Jiang Yuan and his followers laughed ruthlessly.

"Don't think I don't know that the Sword Sect’s Saint Son is Su Moxuan of the Su family. You piece of trash, daring to dream of being the Saint Son!"

It turned out Jiang Yuan did not yet know that Su Moxuan had already died by Qi Yu’s blade.

Jiang Yuan sneered, "Those worthy of Senior Sister Liu are either one-in-a-million talents or from prestigious backgrounds. And you? You have nothing!"

Qi Yu asked with amusement, "And what do you have?"

Jiang Yuan pointed toward the direction of the Demon-Sealing Tower. "My grandfather is a Deacon Elder at the Demon-Sealing Tower! My father is the head of the Jiang family in Canglan City. Do you believe me when I say that with one word, I can have you expelled from the sect?"

*Swish!*

Suddenly, a flash of sword light streaked past, followed by a loud *boom*. A sword mark several yards long appeared on the ground in front of Jiang Yuan, a deep trench stopping right between his legs. Had the strike been a fraction closer, Jiang Yuan would have been rendered heirless!

The sudden turn of events left Jiang Yuan and his disciples stunned on the spot.

Qi Yu said in a deep voice, "Call your grandfather here and have him repair this sword mark for me. Otherwise, I don't mind making another trip to the Demon-Sealing Tower!"

He was truly angry now.

Jiang Yuan faltered, swallowed hard, and said with waning confidence, "Qi Yu, so you have high cultivation, so what? Do you dare touch me?"

*Bang!*

Before he could finish, Qi Yu slammed a punch into Jiang Yuan’s face.

In front of everyone, Jiang Yuan was sent flying, crashing heavily into the ground with blood spraying from his nose.

Everyone was shocked senseless—Qi Yu actually dared to strike!

"Qi Yu, you..."

The rest of Jiang Yuan’s words were choked in his throat as a sword was pressed against his neck.

Qi Yu formed a seal with his fingers and said coldly, "I do not wish to repeat myself."

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Yuan’s forehead, and he tremblingly pulled a jade seal from his robes and crushed it.

Before long, a powerful aura approached from afar. The person flew toward them on a sword with great momentum, and while still in mid-air, he roared, "Who dares to bully my grandson!"

Jiang Yuan scrambled toward Elder Jiang and pointed at Qi Yu, wailing, "Grandfather, it’s this trash! He hit me! Grandfather, you must seek justice for me!"

"Don't worry, grandson, I will definitely make him pay the price. He dared to hit you..."

Elder Jiang turned around, only to see a harmless, delicate face. Elder Jiang trembled all over. "He hit you? Why didn't you kneel and apologize to him!"

"If you had knelt, would he still have hit you?"

Once Elder Jiang finished speaking, Jiang Yuan was left dumbfounded. Elder Jiang kicked Jiang Yuan’s leg, forcing him to his knees.

Qi Yu’s lips curled upward. "Young Master Jiang came to my home to confess to my fiancée, and he even made a mess of my courtyard!"

Elder Jiang said in surprise, "Ah, is that so? This brat is too insolent. Young Friend Qi Yu, rest assured, I will teach him a harsh lesson when we return!"

"Grandfather, it was him..."

Jiang Yuan tried to stand, but Elder Jiang pressed him firmly to the ground.

Elder Jiang saw the terrifying sword mark on the ground and apologized, "My grandson is too ignorant. I will fix this sword mark for you immediately!"

Elder Jiang raised his hands to form a seal and chant. A repair formation appeared from his fingertips, and the sword mark was soon restored as if it had never been there.

Afterward, Elder Jiang grabbed Jiang Yuan by the collar and dragged him toward the exit, with the other disciples scurrying to follow.

Jiang Yuan, blood dripping from his lips, turned back and hissed, "Qi Yu, don't think you’re so great just because you have cultivation. There are others in the Inner Sect pursuing Senior Sister Liu besides me—there is also Zhen Xingfan!"

As soon as he finished, Elder Jiang slapped him on the head, and they disappeared from the doorway.

Qi Yu frowned slightly, turned to look at Liu Rouxue, and asked, "Xue’er, who is Zhen Xingfan?"

Hearing the name, Liu Rouxue showed an expression of disgust. "He is a disciple under the First Elder, from a noble family in the Imperial City. He has extraordinary talent and is the leader of the top three geniuses in the Inner Sect. He has already reached the first level of the Profound Martial Realm!"

"But besides Brother Qi Yu, I will never like anyone else!"