They Scorned My Peerless Talent, So I Left the Sect—Now They Regret It - Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: Even If I Destroy What’s Mine, I’ll Never Give It to You.

“Jiang Han, you’re the one who stole Junior Brother’s flying sword, and you still refuse to admit it!”

“Junior Brother kindly asked you to return it, and you even dared to slander him!”

The noisy accusations jolted Jiang Han awake. He lifted his eyes and swept his gaze across the hall, seeing several painfully familiar faces.

Ji Yuchan stared at him with a stern expression and asked, “Jiang Han, tell the truth. Did you steal Xiao Xuan’s flying sword?”

Hearing those familiar words, the confusion in Jiang Han’s eyes completely vanished.

So he had been reborn. He remembered this exact scene.

By sheer chance, he had once found a flying sword beneath Black Dragon Cliff, a sword that contained innate divine lightning.

With that flying sword, his strength could increase dramatically. For Jiang Han, who had made no progress in ten years, it was an enormous stroke of fortune.

Dragging his heavily injured body, he had returned to the sect filled with joy. He believed that with this flying sword, he could obtain more spirit herbs and successfully build his foundation. Surely then, his master and senior sisters would no longer dislike him.

But the moment he stepped back into the sect, Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue had grabbed him coldly and dragged him to the Enforcement Hall.

Inside the hall, Junior Brother Lin Xuan knelt pitifully at the front, crying as he accused Jiang Han of stealing his flying sword and begged their master to uphold justice for him.

Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue added fuel to the fire, emphasizing how pitiful Lin Xuan was, how difficult it had been for him to obtain the flying sword, and how Jiang Han had shamelessly snatched it away. She painted Jiang Han as utterly vile, as though she wished she could kill him on the spot.

In his previous life, Jiang Han had refused to admit it even under threat of death. He insisted the flying sword was something he had picked up himself and that he had been outside the sect for months, never even seeing Lin Xuan.

To his shock, Master Ji Yuchan had flown into a furious rage upon hearing this.

She scolded him for lacking responsibility, for not even having the courage to admit his mistakes, for speaking nothing but lies and refusing to repent. She called him worthless, hopeless trash.

Jiang Han had tried to argue further, but his master had directly made her move, striking him until his cultivation realm fell. She seized the flying sword and handed it to Lin Xuan.

She then punished Jiang Han by sending him to the forbidden area at the back mountain for three years of seclusion, where he endured day and night the agony of bone-cutting gale winds.

By the time he was finally released, Lin Xuan had already successfully entered the Foundation Establishment Realm and risen rapidly, leaving Jiang Han far behind.

Now, experiencing this scene again, Jiang Han felt only ridicule.

“Jiang Han, Master is asking you something. Why are you pretending to be mute? You lowly wretch, you’re always associating with those dubious rogue cultivators.”

“Now you even dare to ignore Master’s words. You truly deserve to die!”

Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue sneered openly, her every word aimed at Jiang Han.

“The entire sect knows that Junior Brother is obedient and simple-hearted. How could he possibly slander you? If you had even a shred of brains, you wouldn’t say such nonsense.”

“You must be jealous of Junior Brother’s fortune. Relying on your higher cultivation, you bully him.”

She then turned to Ji Yuchan and said, “Master, Jiang Han has always had sticky fingers. He frequently steals treasures from within the sect. This time he’s gone so far as to commit such a rebellious act. If he isn’t strictly disciplined now, he’ll only grow more lawless in the future.”

Junior Brother Lin Xuan lowered his head and wiped away his tears. He cast a grateful glance at Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue, then turned to Jiang Han with a pitiful expression and said, “I’m sorry, Senior Brother. I didn’t mean to anger you. But I truly need this flying sword. Please return it to me.”

“At worst, I’ll help Senior Brother find another one in the future…”

As soon as she heard that, Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue became anxious and said, “Xiao Xuan, why are you apologizing to him? It’s clearly this wretch’s fault!” She turned and glared at Jiang Han. “Jiang Han, don’t think staying silent will save you. Hand over the flying sword immediately!”

Ji Yuchan frowned and said coldly, “Jiang Han, I’ll ask you one last time. Did you steal Xiao Xuan’s flying sword?”

Jiang Han sneered inwardly. What was the point of asking? No matter what he said, they would only believe Lin Xuan.

“I do have a flying sword,” he replied calmly.

Ji Yuchan froze for a moment, clearly not expecting him to admit it so quickly. Then she shouted angrily, “So it truly was you! You worthless piece of trash! How have I taught you all these years? If you want a flying sword, can’t you find one yourself? You dare to steal Xiao Xuan’s opportunity? You clearly need discipline!”

Jiang Han said nothing. He patted his storage pouch and took out a flying sword shimmering with lightning. Purple thunder crackled across its surface, dazzling within the hall.

Lin Xuan’s eyes lit up in delight. He no longer bothered pretending to be pitiful. His gaze locked greedily onto the sword in Jiang Han’s hand.

Jiang Han glanced at him and let out a cold laugh. “This flying sword doesn’t belong to Junior Brother.”

“Wretch, what nonsense are you spouting?!” Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue roared.

“The witnesses and evidence are all here. You still want to deny it? Hand over the flying sword now!”

Jiang Han looked at her with feigned confusion and said, “Third Senior Sister, have you grown senile? This is my own property. Why should I hand it over?”

“Wretch! You dare insult me?!” Lu Jingxue’s fury exploded. Her aura surged violently as she pointed at Jiang Han, ready to strike.

“Enough!” Ji Yuchan’s expression hardened. The pressure of her Divine Transformation Realm cultivation instantly filled the hall, and everyone’s faces turned pale.

“Jiang Han, stop pretending. Return the flying sword to Xiao Xuan. You will be punished with three years of seclusion in the forbidden area at the back mountain, and this matter will end here.”

Jiang Han felt the pressure on his body growing heavier, and Ji Yuchan’s gaze became even colder.

“If you continue to be ungrateful, don’t blame me for setting aside our master-disciple relationship and personally teaching you a lesson!”

“Master, please calm your anger. Don’t harm your health,” Lin Xuan said softly, once again wearing a pitiful expression as tears welled in his eyes. “Senior Brother, please stop angering Master. Just return the flying sword to me. I’ve already forgiven you. What more do you want?”

“Must Master make a move before you’re willing to give it back?”

Looking at Lin Xuan’s pretentious demeanor, Jiang Han sneered inwardly.

If he hadn’t been reborn, he might truly have believed Lin Xuan was speaking on his behalf.

In his previous life, it was Lin Xuan’s repeated framing and slander that had made Master and the senior sisters grow increasingly disgusted with him.

Every time Jiang Han was punished, Lin Xuan would pretend to comfort him, making Jiang Han feel deeply grateful.

Jiang Han had once possessed extraordinary talent. It had taken him only three years to reach the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Realm.

But after Lin Xuan entered the sect, Jiang Han’s cultivation had suddenly stagnated. No matter how hard he tried, he could never break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Worse still, whenever he obtained an opportunity, whether magic treasures, pills, or rare heavenly materials, most of them would mysteriously become Lin Xuan’s shortly after. The senior sisters would then use various methods to seize them and hand them to Lin Xuan.

Jiang Han had suspected Lin Xuan before, but Lin Xuan was deeply trusted by Master and the senior sisters. Even if Jiang Han tried to explain, they would never help him.

After being framed so many times, Jiang Han had long since become utterly disappointed in them. These women were blind.

He had fawned over them countless times, given them so many treasures, yet he couldn’t compare to two flattering words from Lin Xuan.

Even the magic treasures and pills he had saved up with great frugality and gifted to them had been casually passed on to Lin Xuan.

If not for all the treasures he had provided, with Lin Xuan’s inferior mixed spirit roots, his cultivation could never have grown so quickly.

Now that everything had begun again, Jiang Han understood deeply that talk of master-disciple affection and fellow sect bonds was all meaningless nonsense.

Only one’s own strength was real.

In this new life, he had no intention of continuing to entangle himself with Lin Xuan. He only wanted to find a place to cultivate in peace.

With his talent and fortune, reaching the Divine Transformation Realm or even higher was merely a matter of time.

When his cultivation rose, there would be ample opportunity to settle every account with them properly.

He could not remain in this cursed Heavenly Dominion Sect Sect for even another moment.

“Did you hear that, Jiang Han? Junior Brother has already forgiven you. Why aren’t you handing over the flying sword?” Third Senior Sister Lu Jingxue said through gritted teeth. Jiang Han’s insult in front of so many people made her furious. If others hadn’t been present, she would have slapped him to death on the spot.

“Lin Xuan, you will never take my opportunity,” Jiang Han said calmly.

Ignoring Lu Jingxue completely, he looked at Lin Xuan, who was still smug. Tightening his grip on the flying sword, he stirred all the spiritual power within his body. Before anyone could react, he raised his right hand and clenched fiercely.

“What’s mine, even if I destroy it, I will never give to you!”

The flying sword turned into a streak of purple light and, before everyone’s eyes, exploded into countless fragments.

“Stop! You wretch, how dare you?!”