After Leaving the Sect, I Became the Protagonist. Why Are You Crying? - Chapter 9:

Chapter 9: Unfit for Anything Greater!

In that instant, Lu Zian and Fan Yang’s pupils dilated several times over.

“Th-this… how is this possible?! Wasn’t he gravely injured and on the verge of death?!” Fan Yang’s voice was filled with disbelief, shock, and fury all at once.

Lu Zian’s expression turned dark and vicious, “So it’s true—you’ve succumbed to demonic cultivation!”

At those words, Jiang Yubai raised an eyebrow, “Oh? And what makes you say that?”

Lu Zian’s tone was extremely unpleasant—after all, his most powerful strike had just been effortlessly neutralized by someone supposedly on the brink of death. No matter how you looked at it, it was humiliating.

He could even feel Fan Yang’s gaze beside him turning… odd.

“If you’re not possessed, how could you have such overwhelming power?” Lu Zian glared coldly at Jiang Yubai, his voice biting.

Powerful?

Jiang Yubai’s brow twitched slightly. So this was what counted as top-tier talents in the cultivation world?

He couldn’t help but find it laughable. These so-called geniuses, when faced with someone stronger than themselves, didn’t reflect on their shortcomings first—but immediately labeled the other person as a demonic cultivator.

This mindset was truly baffling.

Could it be…

That in his past life, he had kept too low a profile?

Jiang Yubai started wondering if he had been too humble in that life—so much so that these so-called wastes dared to jump around in front of him.

Fan Yang finally came to his senses. Eyes wide in disbelief, he muttered, “Right! You must have fallen into demonic cultivation! Only a demonic cultivator could wield such power!”

Saying that, he immediately pulled out a signal flare, attempting to call for help.

But no matter how he fumbled with it, there was no response.

Fan Yang looked around blankly, at a complete loss.

At that moment, Lu Zian suddenly snapped, “When did you set up the formation?!”

His voice was filled with despair and rage, as if he’d lost all sanity.

Jiang Yubai’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Take a guess.”

His tone was light and carefree, clearly unbothered by Lu Zian’s interrogation.

Lu Zian was stunned!

If Jiang Yubai crushing their sword Qi earlier had been a fluke… then the formation, which had been set up silently right under their noses?

That realization sent a wave of fear coursing through Lu Zian.

He had never imagined someone could—

In such a short time, construct a formation this complex, and do it all without alerting his senses.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became!

At this moment, a sliver of fear crept into Lu Zian’s heart.

He was supposed to be Azure Cloud Sect’s once-in-a-century genius!

A rare dual cultivator in formation and swordsmanship across the entire cultivation world!

Yet now, against a severely wounded Jiang Yubai…

He was utterly powerless!

This brutal truth pierced his pride like a dagger.

No wonder…

No wonder his sect master was always mentioning Jiang Yubai.

At the time, he had scoffed at it.

Who would’ve thought…

The gap between them was so enormous!

That thought festered in his mind like poison, eating away at his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more bitterness burned inside Lu Zian!!!

Just then, Fan Yang, who was closest to him, sensed a strange fluctuation of Qi.

When he looked closely, he was horrified to find Lu Zian’s eyes turning bloodshot, and a volatile aura erupting from his body like a volcano.

This sudden transformation made Fan Yang’s eyes go wide—

!!!

Was this the sign of demonic possession?!

Meanwhile, Jiang Yubai, who had been calmly observing from the side, let out a sneer.

This was all it took…

To push someone into demonic possession?

With such a fragile heart, he dared dream of seeking the Dao of immortality?

What a joke!

Lu Zian, now seemingly out of his mind, suddenly burst forth with terrifying power and charged straight at Jiang Yubai.

Jiang Yubai frowned slightly.

Such behavior—completely unfit for anything greater.

And this man… had been strutting around so long in his past life?

Fan Yang’s eyes were wide with disbelief. Even his breathing seemed to have stopped—

!!!!

At this point, Lu Zian was no different from a possessed man!

Just when he thought Jiang Yubai would be frozen in fear…

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yubai’s elbow shifted—

A chilling flash of light appeared!

He stood clad in white robes, pure as snow, holding a long sword like frost. His jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and his dark pupils were as deep as the abyss.

Though his lips were pale and bloodless from injury…

His beauty was untouched.

That noble bearing made even Fan Yang waver deep inside.

And after realizing Lu Zian had truly lost control and fallen into madness, that hesitation grew even stronger!

Until Jiang Yubai raised the Frost Snow Sword—that moment, his fear reached its peak!

Lu Zian’s attack was now just meters away…

Fan Yang stared in horror as Jiang Yubai casually swung his sword—

And sent Lu Zian flying dozens of meters away like a cannonball, crashing hard to the ground, vomiting blood violently.

Shock!

Fan Yang felt a chill race up his spine. A cold sweat poured from his back, icy to the bone.

But Jiang Yubai didn’t even glance at him. In a flash, he appeared beside Lu Zian—and without hesitation—

Drove his sword straight through Lu Zian’s Dantian!

Fan Yang’s eyes widened as he watched the vicious thrust—Jiang Yubai’s merciless strike!

Then, Jiang Yubai withdrew his sword, flicking out a trail of blood droplets that scattered in the air.

From Lu Zian’s Dantian, blood gushed like a spring!

His body instantly went limp and collapsed to the ground, twitching violently. His eyes were filled with despair and pain.

Jiang Yubai stood there like a light breeze, expressionless—as if what he had just done was utterly insignificant.

His gaze was calm and indifferent, his sword still gleaming with a cold light…

Not a single drop of blood on it.

Jiang Yubai stood tall with sword in hand.

Watching Lu Zian in front of him slowly shut his eyes in despair.

Then, with a gentle motion, he crushed Lu Zian’s dissipating soul.

After that, Jiang Yubai lingered in place for a moment.

In the distance, Fan Yang’s robes were already soaked in sweat.

Lu Zian had been Azure Cloud Sect’s prized genius, skilled in both sword and formation.

A peak Golden Core Realm cultivator!

And he had even tapped into demonic possession—his Qi at that moment absolutely surpassed the average Golden Core level.

Yet he couldn’t survive a single strike from a wounded Jiang Yubai…

One sword!

Jiang Yubai was terrifying beyond words!

And he had actually listened to that man’s nonsense and come here to provoke Jiang Yubai?!

Now that he thought about it, it was utterly laughable!

At this point, Fan Yang naturally wouldn’t admit that he too had been tempted by the benefits offered under Ye Yunshang’s kill order.

Even though his own sect master had no intention of meddling—and had even hinted at possibly taking Jiang Yubai in as a personal disciple…

But!

The path of cultivation…

Was all about defying the heavens!

If he had really captured Jiang Yubai and handed him over to the Longevity Sect…

He’d have secured the reward.

And what could his sect master do then?!