Rebirth In The Days When Curse Gao Was The Boss Chapter 1

The midday sun was so bright it made it hard to open one’s eyes.

In the outskirts not far from the Yi Manor, a black-clad youth lay on the soft grass. The youth had refined features and a striking appearance. If one ignored the bloodstains on his body and the wounds on his face, this would have been a very beautiful and peaceful scene.

“Everyone, hurry over, Xue Yang is here!”

A sudden voice shattered the tranquility. But the black-clad youth, Xue Yang, was unaffected, still lying on the grass with his eyes closed. If his hand hadn’t already quietly moved to the sword beside him, anyone passing by and seeing Xue Yang lying there might have thought he was asleep. Not only that, they might have marveled at his excellent sleep quality, that he hadn’t been woken by the noise.

Soon, a group of over ten people arrived and surrounded Xue Yang. The man leading them was short, dressed in yellow, with a cinnabar mark on his forehead.

“Xue Yang, I was merciful enough to leave you a way out, yet you insist on courting death. I advise you to be sensible and hand over the Stygian Tiger Seal.” The man’s voice was gentle, but his eyes, fixed on Xue Yang, were full of murderous intent.

Lying on the ground, Xue Yang opened his eyes. Perhaps the sunlight was too dazzling, so he raised a hand to shield them. Once his eyes adjusted to the light, he propped himself up and stood.

Xue Yang stood with his arms crossed, holding his sword, facing the man in yellow. Even though he was surrounded, he showed no sign of panic, maintaining an arrogant, peerless posture.

Xue Yang scrutinized the yellow-clad man up and down, and as if he had discovered something amusing, he suddenly laughed.

When Xue Yang laughed, his small canine teeth showed, and paired with his amber eyes, he looked like a mischievous and adorable kitten.

Just as everyone wondered why Xue Yang was laughing, he spoke.

“Hey, shorty, how come you’ve shrunk again after just a few days?”

Clearly, height was the yellow-clad man’s sore spot. After Xue Yang said this, the man’s feigned benevolence was replaced by fury.

“Attack! Whoever gets the Stygian Tiger Seal first will be heavily rewarded!”

“Clan Leader, do we still need to capture Xue Yang alive?” someone in the crowd questioned.

“No need. A disobedient blade is useless even if kept.”

He had originally intended to bring Xue Yang back and continue using him, but now it seemed unnecessary.

Hearing his command, the crowd swarmed Xue Yang, their attacks aimed to kill.

But Xue Yang was not someone to be trifled with. Even though he was severely injured at the moment, he was not someone these useless weaklings could handle. Despite struggling somewhat, he managed to beat all of them until they could no longer stand.

Xue Yang turned to face the yellow-clad man, a mocking remark ready on his tongue. “Heh, is this the strength of the Lanling Jin Clan? Nothing special.”

“Xue Yang, I advise you to stop running your mouth. I can still let you die a less painful death.”

“With just you and these wastes? If you want to capture your Grandpa Xue, you’ll need another five hundred years of cultivation.”

The yellow-clad man didn’t get angry hearing this; instead, he smiled.

Seeing the man’s malicious smile, Xue Yang instinctively became wary, but before he could act, he was seized by two people who had been lying in ambush, rendering him completely immobile.

“Jin Guangyao, you truly are as despicable as ever.”

“The feeling is mutual. Hand over the Stygian Tiger Seal obediently, and I might leave you a complete corpse.”

A flicker of excitement crossed Xue Yang’s eyes. “Alright, come closer, and I’ll tell you quietly.”

Even though he knew Xue Yang wouldn’t comply willingly, the lure of the Stygian Tiger Seal was too great. Jin Guangyao stepped forward and leaned his ear toward Xue Yang.

Jin Guangyao had already taken precautions against Xue Yang, so he dodged when Xue Yang opened his mouth, preparing to bite his ear.

“Tch, you dodged fast enough.” The failure of his plan left Xue Yang slightly disappointed.

“Fine, fine, I see you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”

Provoked and mocked repeatedly by this person, Jin Guangyao now only wanted to kill Xue Yang. Since Xue Yang had taken the Stygian Tiger Seal, Jin Guangyao was confident that if they searched carefully in the areas where Xue Yang had been, they would find it.

With this thought, Jin Guangyao lost all patience for questioning Xue Yang about the Seal’s whereabouts. Looking at Xue Yang, who was still rambling and cursing, Jin Guangyao drew his Personal Sword and stabbed it into Xue Yang’s heart.

“Clang~”

Contrary to expectations, the sword seemed to have struck a piece of metal. Jin Guangyao quickly realized what it was. Just as he was about to reach out and grab it, he was blocked by a sudden burst of black mist erupting from Xue Yang’s chest.

The black mist spread rapidly, enveloping Xue Yang completely in the blink of an eye, forcing the two men restraining him to let go.

The two men looked at the grim-faced Jin Guangyao. “Clan Leader, what do we do now?”

Jin Guangyao stared intently at the black mist, grinding his teeth. “Wait!”

No sooner had Jin Guangyao spoken than a red light shot out from the black mist. The light grew brighter and brighter until it was blinding. When the red light vanished, Jin Guangyao and his group opened their eyes and found that the black mist was gone. Along with it, Xue Yang and the Stygian Tiger Seal had also disappeared.

Jin Guangyao’s face was now as dark as a pot bottom, yet he was helpless. The black mist had appeared mysteriously and vanished just as mysteriously. In the end, he could only lead his group away in frustration and hatred.