After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 7 - He Ange, Ive Got My Eyes on You

tln : right now im trying to fix novelupdates page for this series and also before you guys dissapointed, i just wanna tell you because CCP stuff rules etc, most erotic scene already censored, we left with smut scene only. ( i did read the harsh review on the NU, and he was pretty mad with how bad the translation from the previous translation team, also most cut out things.)

anyway, please do enjoy this novel, this is really promising novel and really good one too.

“He Ange, I don’t know what kind of entanglement you have with Senior Sister Ranyue, but since you dared to say that, you must have prepared yourself… Don’t blame me if I go all out and crush you.”

On the stage, Wang Qiong cracked his knuckles, his tone laced with threat.

“You’d better.”

He Ange’s expression remained calm. He took two deep breaths before unsheathing a slender silver sword from his waist.

The sword was long and thin, engraved with intricate silver phoenix patterns that shimmered under the sunlight, reflecting a dazzling brilliance. It was clear that this sword had been meticulously maintained—a top-tier weapon.

Such a fine sword in the hands of an outer disciple was indeed a rare sight.

“Senior Brother Wang Qiong, not to brag, but this Silver Phoenix Sword of mine hasn’t been used in a long time. Luckily, you’re here today, so I can finally let it taste blood again.”

He Ange spoke cheerfully.

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For some reason, his smile made Wang Qiong uneasy, as if he couldn’t quite grasp He Ange’s true strength.

“Hah! You sure talk big.”

“Once I kill you, no matter how good the sword is, it’ll be mine!”

Wang Qiong sneered, stepping forward as spiritual energy began to gather within him.

In an instant, two spiritual rings of the Foundation Establishment stage emerged around Wang Qiong, his aura quickly overwhelming He Ange and enveloping the entire stage.

In contrast, He Ange merely channeled his spiritual energy into his left hand, transferring it to the sword. The Silver Phoenix Sword seemed to hum with anticipation.

“Master, that sword…?”

In the audience, a young girl standing behind the sect master asked curiously.

She vaguely remembered that Senior Sister Luo Yi’s sword had a similar name—Silver Phoenix Sword—but hers was the Silver Phoenix, not the Silver Phoenix.

“Silver Phoenix Sword, Xiao Qi. You already know the answer in your heart.” (tln : i  know its confusing, i will answer it on the footer note)

The sect master sighed.

The Silver Phoenix and Silver Phoenix swords were a pair of legendary weapons forged from rare meteorite silver, commissioned by the An family and crafted by the Shengxu Sect’s master blacksmith. They were designed as twin swords for An Luo Yi and He Ange, embodying the spirit of dual harmony.

Back then, He Ange was a sword prodigy, and the An family spared no expense to nurture him…

But after He Ange became a spiritual vein-less “waste,” An Luo Yi, though reluctant, was pressured by her family to forbid him from using the sword, fearing it would tarnish the An family’s reputation.

Yet today, He Ange dared to wield the Silver Phoenix Sword in public?

Wasn’t he afraid of being questioned by An Luo Yi?

Swish—!

Before the sect master could ponder further, the duel on the stage had already begun.

Wang Qiong, a fire-element spiritual cultivator, raised his hand, summoning pillars of flame that erupted from the ground, surging toward He Ange.

Instead of retreating, He Ange advanced, his left arm steady as he swung his sword, walking straight into the flames.

“Is he suicidal?”

Seeing He Ange step into his attack range, Wang Qiong laughed. This saved him the trouble of aiming and predicting his movements.

But soon, his laughter stopped.

He realized that just before the flames erupted beneath He Ange’s feet, the latter would slyly sidestep, dodging with uncanny precision. Despite the seemingly unavoidable range, He Ange’s movements were too unpredictable.

Seconds turned into minutes.

He Ange continued his steady advance. Flames erupted at his feet, and he sidestepped; they burst in front of him, and he spun around them.

It looked perilous, but his movements were precise and calculated.

In the end, he walked through the fire unscathed.

Wang Qiong was growing anxious.

It was undeniable that He Ange, once a sword prodigy, still possessed top-tier footwork despite losing his spiritual vein.

But Wang Qiong was now a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

In the cultivation world, no amount of skill could bridge the gap in power. Wang Qiong’s Foundation Establishment spiritual energy alone should have been enough to crush He Ange!

As He Ange drew closer, Wang Qiong abandoned his ranged attacks.

Artisan Technique: Mysterious Flame Sword!

Shield Technique: Heavy Flame Shield!

Spiritual energy surged as countless flaming swords materialized behind Wang Qiong, poised to strike.

Simultaneously, layers of blazing shields formed around him, creating an impenetrable defense. A perfect combination of offense and defense.

“Go!”

At Wang Qiong’s command, the flaming swords launched in a barrage, covering He Ange from all angles.

This time, He Ange didn’t advance slowly.

He quickened his pace, finding the perfect angle to duck and weave through the fiery barrage.

Then, with a swift motion, he spun, his silver sword carving a sharp arc through the air. The blade, imbued with Foundation Establishment-level sword intent, sliced through Wang Qiong’s flame shield like butter.

“How did you reach Foundation Establishment—?!”

Wang Qiong’s disbelief was etched on his face as the silver blade stopped inches from his chest, the wielder already standing behind him.

Sword Technique: Flash Slash

Splurt—!

The sword’s aura dissipated as blood sprayed, and Wang Qiong collapsed into a pool of his own blood.

“It’s… over?”

“With just one strike?”

“Wait, wasn’t Junior Brother Ange supposed to have no spiritual vein?”

“But he didn’t use a spiritual vein…”

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The duel lasted less than five minutes, ending with a single decisive strike. It was brutal yet elegant, showcasing incredible skill.

What baffled the audience most was that He Ange’s swordsmanship displayed Foundation Establishment-level power.

Everyone was left speechless.

“He used my spiritual energy. This is just normal performance.”

“And with a twin sword like the Silver Phoenix, victory was inevitable.”

In the crowd, a pink-haired girl and a silver-haired fairy spoke almost simultaneously.

Though they weren’t seated together, they were the only two spectators unsurprised by the outcome. Both smirked, their expressions brimming with pride, as if to say, “Everyone else is clueless.”

For Xia Ranyue, though she resented He Ange for stealing her spiritual energy, she couldn’t deny that his success was partly due to her contribution as the “silent fox demon supporter.”

Seeing He Ange win, Xia Ranyue felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

If He Ange had taken her spiritual energy only to be beaten by someone like Wang Qiong, it would’ve been utterly humiliating. She’d have felt like a fool for letting him take advantage of her.

But now, with He Ange’s one-strike victory, Xia Ranyue felt her loss wasn’t in vain.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the audience, An Luo Yi shared similar thoughts.

Back in the capital, she had trained with He Ange since childhood, sharing techniques and pushing each other to improve. Naturally, the Silver Phoenix Sword’s brilliance today was also thanks to her permission.

Without it, He Ange might not have been able to break Wang Qiong’s flame shield so easily.

To An Luo Yi, He Ange was like a “younger brother” she had personally nurtured. Though he could be lazy, he always rose to the occasion when it mattered.

As long as the Silver Phoenix Sword was in his hands, it would never disgrace her name.

This outcome was satisfactory.

Both An Luo Yi and Xia Ranyue felt a sense of pride, glancing smugly at the bewildered audience around them.

But as their gazes met, something shifted—

“That girl… could she be the Junior Sister Ranyue he mentioned?”

An Luo Yi was the first to connect the dots.

Before the duel, He Ange had mentioned that his breakthrough was thanks to “Senior Sister Ranyue.”

Raising an eyebrow, the silver-haired fairy looked curiously at the pink-haired girl across the audience.

On the other side, Xia Ranyue had a similar realization.

Locking eyes with the silver-haired fairy, she noticed a striking detail—the sword He Ange used resembled the one An Luo Yi held.

His had a phoenix, hers a phoenix…

Were they a “Twin Phoenix” pair?

Wait.

Could He Ange and Senior Sister Luo Yi be Dao Companions?

If that were true, then he already had someone in his heart. Yet he still targeted her spiritual energy, pretending to be an innocent virgin to lure her in, only to deceive her and take advantage of her?

—What kind of scumbag was this???

At that moment, Xia Ranyue’s feelings shifted.

…

“He looks so much like him…”

On the elders’ platform, a black-haired fairy murmured to herself.

Her phoenix-like eyes fixated on He Ange’s profile, his Silver Phoenix Sword, and the fluid swordsmanship still fresh in her mind.

That strike, that face…

It had to be him!

Not long ago, Qin Shiyan had visited the underground black market in Yong’an City to purchase a banned elixir. There, she encountered a mysterious young man whose stall was attacked by thugs.

Just as she considered intervening, she witnessed the young man execute a flawless sword technique, silently dispatching three attackers before disposing of their bodies in the sewer with chilling efficiency.

That swordsmanship had left a deep impression on her—not flashy or righteous, but a pure killing art, more assassin than swordsman.

Today, Wang Qiong’s wound wasn’t on his neck but his chest, the only difference from the black market technique.

How interesting…

Narrowing her phoenix eyes, the fairy folded her fan, a cold smile gracing her lips.

“He Ange, I’ve got my eyes on you!”

tln : so sorry i forgot to add information about the phoenix sword. someone in comment just mention it,

So basically the sword is a twin, He Ange use the 凤 (Feng) which is referes to male phoenix, and Luo Yi was using the 凰 (Huang) refers to the female phoenix.