Soul Emperor Martial God

Sky-splitting Sword Sect.

Xiao Yi, with his hands clasped behind him, walked slowly away. He had already left the great hall and was heading towards the mountain gate.

He had known long ago that this place had no room for him.

Right at this moment, two figures suddenly flew over by controlling the air from afar.

The figures landed.

It was Elder Duan Yun and the Great Elder.

Xiao Yi stopped walking and smiled faintly.

"It seems I forgot, I am no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect, nor the Strongest Sword Master."

"These two things should not stay with me either."

In Xiao Yi's hands, a flash of light appeared, and the Frost Sword materialized out of thin air.

Then, he began undoing his upper garment, preparing to remove the Ice Armor.

The Great Elder intervened, "Young man, don't act in a fit of pique."

"Believe me, I will certainly let you rejoin the sect."

Xiao Yi smiled faintly, "Elder Xie, I appreciate your kind intentions, but there's no need."

"The Great Elder also knows that I am used to going my own way."

"Without the identity of a Sword Sect disciple, I am actually more at ease."

Saying so, he went on to take off the Ice Armor.

He handed over both the Frost Sword and the Ice Armor.

Standing by, Elder Duan Yun's expression carried some guilt as he said, "Young man, you blame me for not speaking up for you earlier, don't you?"

"Not at all," Xiao Yi shook his head.

"I know Elder Duan Yun's nature."

"You have always been wholeheartedly dedicated to the sect and put the sect's interests first."

"Bai Mohan is now showing talents that are unmatched in the world."

"For the sect, he is more useful than a hundred Xiao Yis."

"Elder Duan Yun's stand by his side, I can understand."

"After all, if I were an elder of the sect, I would do the same."

Xiao Yi's words carried not a hint of anger; it was as if he was merely recounting the simplest of facts.

Duan Yun shook his head and sighed, saying, "That's only one of the reasons."

"Keep the Ice Armor and the Frost Sword."

"Though you have been stripped of the title of the Strongest Sword Master, the fact that you bear two great inheritances is undeniable."

"You are also nominally the disciple of the Sky-splitting Sword Demon."

"The Frost Sword was acquired through your own abilities, gifted to you by the historical Strongest Sword Masters."

"No one has the right to take it back."

Xiao Yi shook his head, wanting to say something.

Elder Duan Yun spoke first, "Keep them. In the future, when a new Strongest Sword Master appears in the sect,"

"You can hand them over personally to the new Strongest Sword Master."

"That's right," the Great Elder interjected, "These two items, no one in the entire sect has the authority to dispose of them."

"Nor does anyone have the authority to take them back."

"Just keep them for now, return them later."

"Consider it a responsibility for the two great inheritances you carry."

Xiao Yi furrowed his brows, then after a long moment, nodded.

He took back the Ice Armor and Frost Sword, bowed, and prepared to turn and leave.

"Young man, where do you plan to go?" Elder Duan Yun suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly and said, "Why does Elder Duan Yun ask this?"

Duan Yun narrowed his eyes and said, "Just asking."

Xiao Yi calmly said, "For a short while, I will stay in the Royal Capital, there are still some matters I need to deal with."

"Matters?" Duan Yun furrowed his brows and said, "I'm afraid you intend to continue investigating the covert dealings of Elder Bai."

"Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not," Xiao Yi was noncommittal.

Duan Yun said in a grave voice, "Do not stay in the Royal Capital, leave swiftly today."

"Why?" Xiao Yi's brow furrowed.

Duan Yun's voice grew heavy, "Not only does the Sky-splitting Sword Sect have no place for you,"

"The entire Royal Capital has no place for you either."

"You've seen the attitudes of the major powers today."

"One sect, two valleys, the Four Great Families, all the powers, they all will not allow you to stay in the Royal Capital."

"Heed my words, leave the Royal Capital today, and never return."

"I stake my life on this assurance."

"As long as you are willing to leave the Royal Capital, I guarantee no one will trouble you in the future."

Xiao Yi just smiled, not saying a word.

He simply turned around and walked away, not looking back.

"Young man," Duan Yun called out.

But there was no response; Xiao Yi's figure had already gone far away.

At the spot, Elder Duan Yun's face looked somewhat grim.

The Great Elder, though, was filled with anger.

He furiously waved his sleeve and turned to head in a certain direction.

"Where are you going?" Duan Yun asked.

The Great Elder retorted angrily, "What do you think?"

Duan Yun said gravely, "If you're thinking of looking for the Senior Swordswoman, there's no need."

"Several days ago, the Senior Swordswoman entered seclusion and won't be leaving anytime soon."

"Secluded?" The Great Elder's face turned cold.

"Very well, I wondered why you old scoundrel didn't help Xiao Yi."

"And where did the Sect Master get the nerve to strip Xiao Yi of his title."

"It turns out the Senior Swordswoman is in seclusion."

Duan Yun shook his head and said, "You are mistaken."

"Even if the Senior were here today, she would not stop the Sect Master's decision."

"Elder Bai has comprehended all 68 previous Sect Masters' Martial Arts Steles to the point of exhaustion."

"This is unprecedented in the entire history of the sect."

"With such talent, such astonishing capability, even the Senior Swordswoman would take his side."

The Great Elder, with a disdainful expression, prepared to leave.

Duan Yun shouted, "If you truly wish Xiao Yi well, advise him to leave the Royal Capital immediately."

"Otherwise, if he insists on staying in the Royal Capital, the consequences will be more than just a difficult life."

"It will mean death."

"Not even I can protect him."

"What?" The Great Elder's body shook.

He then sneered, "You are the leader of the eight peak masters. Can't you protect someone you want to protect?"

Duan Yun said in a deep voice, "I can stand against the Sect Master, I can stand against the powerhouses of Blood Mist Valley, but can I also stand against all the powerhouses of the Royal Capital?"

"Have you forgotten the events of 15 years ago?"

Duan Yun's tone had become extremely grave.

"You know better than anyone the capabilities of 'that person'."

"He could massacre Blood Mist Valley, slaughtering every senior powerhouse without exception."

"Yet, in the end, he was still forced to leave the Royal Capital in low spirits."

Duan Yun grit his teeth and said, "Back then, Elder Bai was only 15, just beginning to rise to prominence."

"And now, Elder Bai is at the zenith of his power."

"The various forces in the Royal Capital are no longer merely providing him with covert support."

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder's face changed dramatically.

Duan Yun said solemnly, "Trust me, advise Xiao Yi to leave quickly."

"I can still ensure his safety."

"Otherwise, within a month, he will surely be dead in the Royal Capital."

Having said that, Duan Yun turned and left.

…

At the gate of the mountain, Xiao Yi had just arrived.

The two gatekeeping Deacons seemed to have already known about him being stripped of the title of Strongest Sword Master.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, oh, no, Xiao Yi."

"Today as you leave, we no longer need to record your departure time from the Sect."

"Even the words 'no fixed return date,' we don't need to write."

"After all, you are no longer a member of our Sect."

Xiao Yi's expression was cold, but he said nothing more.

He left the Sect on his own.

Outside the mountain gate.

Xiao Yi walked away indifferently.

But, after walking for only a few minutes,

A figure suddenly blocked his path.

The figure was ethereal, elegant, exquisite.

That face.

Radiant, dashing, flawless, perfect, as if a heavenly god had descended.

It was Bai Mohan.

"Bai Mohan," Xiao Yi said coldly.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi," Bai Mohan chuckled lightly.

"I am willing to continue calling you junior brother, you should know why I am here."

"During our last meeting, I said that if you were willing to let go of your hostility, we could be friends, very good friends."

"However, I gave you a chance last time, and you did not appreciate it."

"This time, you have no choice but to submit."

"Submit?" Xiao Yi laughed mockingly.

"That's right," Bai Mohan said with a smile. "As long as you are willing, everything will come back to you."

"Your title as the Strongest Sword Master, your rightful status, identity, honor, everything complete."

"Remember, I am giving you one last chance."

Bai Mohan's smile was now filled with coldness.

Xiao Yi smiled coldly, "Bai Mohan, you mere Heavenly Origin Fifth Layer."

"If the Sect Master wasn't secretly protecting you, would you dare to speak to me like this?"

Saying this, Xiao Yi glanced toward the shadows, where there was clearly a powerful aura present.

It was the Sect Master.

Bai Mohan's face grew colder, "Junior Brother Xiao Yi means to refuse, then."

Xiao Yi remained silent and left on his own.

"Very well, very well," Bai Mohan's face was filled with coldness.

"Today is the day I take over as the Chief of the Sect."

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi did not prepare a congratulatory gift for me."

"I don't mind, and I have prepared another parting gift for Junior Brother Xiao Yi."

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He saw Bai Mohan produce a scroll.

Bai Mohan casually tossed it over.

Xiao Yi caught it, opened it, and his expression changed slightly.

It was an order revoking Xiao Yi's position as Commander of the Flame Martial Guards.

At the bottom, there was the Great Commander's own signature.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi must be very satisfied with this grand gift, hahaha," Bai Mohan laughed heartily.

"Extremely satisfied," Xiao Yi's expression turned cold, and a surge of energy rippled through his hands.

The entire scroll instantly turned to dust.

"Angry?" Bai Mohan said coldly, "From the exalted Strongest Sword Master and Commander of the Flame Martial Guards."

"To having nothing."

"This feeling must be unbearable."

"You are very pleased with yourself," Xiao Yi said coldly, his eyes filled with a fleeting murderous intent.

Upon the appearance of this indifferent gaze,

In the shadows, the Sect Master's aura suddenly burst forth, locking onto Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi dismissed the murderous intent and sneered contemptuously, "Bai Mohan, I shall spare your life for now."

"The people I, Xiao Yi, wish to kill cannot be saved by anyone."

As he said the last sentence, Xiao Yi's icy gaze locked onto the Sect Master in the shadows.

Then, with a flash, he soared away, controlling the air.

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