From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

The student from School of Baili, whose collar was seized by Fang Ren, glared at Fang Ren with twitching eyes and roared furiously, "Just you wait to be disciplined by the school! And then to have your record noted at the Public Security Bureau! You're never going to have it easy again!"

Fang Ren couldn't care less about what he said. The sly smile still hung on his face as he spoke in a voice neither too loud nor too soft, "Can't understand human speech?"

After that, he flung his arm, sending the male student flying through the air. The student's entire back slid across the ground until he stopped some ten meters away, leaving many bloodstains on the ground.

All the students at the gate immediately stopped in their tracks. Many students from Baili University took out their phones to take pictures and post on forums.

The general content was about a trash student from Mediocre University attacking their student as soon as he arrived at the school; they also declared a firm opposition to trash students entering the school.

"Sure enough, only trash comes from inferior schools!"

"Why let this trash into our campus? Get out!"

"Exactly, get out! All of you, out!"

"How are we supposed to continue studying at this school with trash like this around? Did I study for nothing to score so high?"

...

A group of students from Baili University immediately started cursing at Fang Ren and the students from Yangming University, their faces angry and their words sharp.

Fang Ren suddenly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the Baili students watching him.

The smile on his face turned a bit maniacal, blood-red light started to seep through the depths of his black pupils, and the scent of death around him began to invisibly press over towards the students across from him.

"Get out..."

"I'm telling you..."

"Trash school..."

As soon as his gaze passed over those groups of Baili students, their cursing words were abruptly bitten off and swallowed back into their stomachs. Their faces all bore an instinctive expression of panic.

What emerges from Purgatory is something almost impossible for mortals to look directly at. The aura of killing that emanates from them can even crush the nerves of endurance in mortals, just like his gaze.

"Keep shouting?"

Fang Ren watched them with his maniacal smile and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.

Any student who made eye contact with him instinctively retreated backwards, an instinctual fear much beyond that of being watched by a wild beast.

The voices of the students from Baili University came to an abrupt halt.

Fang Ren's face lost its smile, returning to an expressionless state, and continued walking slowly forward.

Meanwhile, a few students from the Cultivation System of Baili who had originally been walking ahead, saw this scene, and collectively turned around to walk towards them.

Their purple school uniforms were quite conspicuous.

"Damn, why is he so impulsive? He's going to get expelled and have a record, and that's a stain for life!" a student from Yangming commented with a furrowed brow.

"I think he did the right thing. Damn it, a bunch of jerks made it difficult for us on our first day of school. Are they sick or something? We didn't provoke them first."

"Exactly, I think there's nothing wrong with hitting them."

"Bullshit, dare you take a record sanction?"

"Hey, hey, hey, the students from the Cultivation System are stepping in!"

"This... We can't Cultivate, so we dare not ask too much."

"I have to notify the class monitor. If this continues, Ranzi is definitely going to suffer!" said a student from the same class as Fang Ren, who then ran out.

There were five people walking towards Fang Ren, with the one in the lead being a boy holding a notebook, his expression listless as if he hadn't woken up yet, but always seeming to look down on everyone.

"Su Sen? Damn! Why is it this guy?"

A student from Yangming University's Cultivation Department furrowed his brows upon seeing the boy with the notebook.

Then another student from the Yangming Cultivation Department looked over and said, "Damn, just entering the school and we run into this guy. He got third place at the provincial level in last year's Cultivation competition!"

"Oh man, Fang Ren is going to be in trouble now."

"Bullshit, what are you spouting doing nothing? Are we just going to stand by and watch our schoolmate get beaten up?"

"The thing is, Fang Ren started it, how do we help?"

"If it wasn't for those students from Baili starting the trouble, would Fang Ren have kicked them? At this point, who cares about right or wrong, I just know Fang Ren is from my school."

"Right, although I don't particularly like Fang Ren usually, we are after all from the same school, and his girlfriend once saved a life of our school."

"Now you've mentioned it, that's really the case. Damn it, even if the opposite side is Su Sen, we can't lose our momentum on the first day of school. Let's go!"

With that, several students from the Yangming Cultivation Department started walking directly towards Fang Ren.

In their eyes, Fang Ren was, after all, a mortal. Facing a Cultivator like Su Sen, who was third in the province last year, he had no chance of resisting. Although Fang Ren had displayed surprisingly strong physical power just now, it was useless in front of Cultivators.

Su Sen stopped one meter in front of Fang Ren with a look of listlessness.

His gaze was elsewhere as he spoke with a disdainful and arrogant tone, "Now you have two choices, one is to kneel and apologize to them and then go to the Academic Affairs Office, or I make you kneel and apologize and then you go to the Academic Affairs Office."

Fang Ren sensed this man's aura, which seemed to be at the Yuanxin Realm Peak, an entire major Realm higher than his.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ren's face revealed a smile, "You try."

Asuras naturally crave battle, they get excited when facing the strong, not fearful.

"Ignorant of the heavens and the earth."

Su Sen gave him a disdainful glance as azure True Qi began to surge from his body, and the surrounding temperature started dropping quickly.

Ice attribute Spiritual Root.

Seeing this, Fang Ren was about to activate the Nine Techniques of Lethal Combat when suddenly, three men in white school uniforms rushed to his side, shielding him behind them.

Students from Yangming University's Cultivation Department.

"Su Sen, what's it to you if mortals fight? Doesn't it disgrace a cultivator to stoop to fighting mortals?"

A slender male student, standing in front of him, looked at Su Sen across from him and spoke up, and then brown True Qi began to surge around his body.

Hearing his words, Fang Ren was slightly taken aback. It seemed they still didn't know he could cultivate, probably because of the chaos at the sports field the day before yesterday, these people hadn't seen him use True Qi.

Immediately after, a tall and burly male student in white school uniform patted Fang Ren on the shoulder and said with a righteous face, "You go first, we'll take care of the rest."

Fang Ren glanced at him, not expecting that these cultivators from his school, usually so unsightly, could actually be of some use at the right time.

However, since the trouble had come for him and no actual fight had taken place, why would he leave?

Besides, all three male students had only reached the early Yuanxin Realm, while aside from their leader, the other four on the opposite side were at the mid Yuanxin Realm.

With the gap in numbers and the difference in strength, these three guys dared to stand in front of him; they were indeed brazen, but Fang Ren didn't dislike such fellows.

"I'll give you three seconds to get lost, or the three of you will end up just like him," Su Sen said disdainfully.

"Tsh, you're quite the joke for a provincial third rank, getting interested in a fight between mortals. Ha, you're like someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong," the slender male student replied with disdain.

As soon as he finished speaking, True Qi also burst forth from the four people behind Su Sen.

With a wave of his hand, Su Sen addressed the four behind him, "I alone am enough, you just watch."

As his words fell, the True Qi of the four behind him also subsided.

"3!"

Su Sen revealed a scornful smile, starting the countdown as he watched the three across from him.

"Su Sen! Teach them a lesson!"

"Let them see the difference between Mediocre University and us!"

"Exactly! What's this junk thinking, coming here to rebel? Beat them up!"

"2!"

Su Sen continued the countdown.

"Nine Techniques of Lethal Combat! First Technique! Begin!"

Fang Ren didn't care whether he was counting or not; a maniacal smile crossed his face, and the True Qi within his body instantly activated, causing scorching waves of heat to blaze around his body.

Boom—

With a stamp of his foot, Fang Ren transformed into a streak of red light, soaring past the three in front of him, aiming a kick right at Su Sen's face, who was in the midst of counting.

Caught by the sudden attack, Su Sen quickly raised his arms in front of his face to block, while shouting, "Ice Sword!"

But before the Ice Sword could fully form, Fang Ren's kick already landed on his blocking arms.

The sound of shoes scraping the ground pierced everyone's ears, and the immense impact sent Su Sen shooting backward at high speed, his shoes leaving twin four-meter-long black streaks that continued to emit black smoke on the ground.

"What the... what's happening?"

"Su Sen got kicked flying?"

"Fang Ren... is a cultivator?"

Grit, grit, grit—

Su Sen's teeth ground together, smoke rising from his arms where the skin had been kicked charred by Fang Ren's foot.

An Ice Sword had formed and appeared before him, but he had already been hit and hadn't managed to block Fang Ren's kick.

Gone was the disdain from Su Sen's face, replaced by sheer anger.

The three Cultivation System students from Yangming who had just run up to help Fang Ren were stunned, ready to make their move in that instant but Fang Ren had taken the lead, causing Su Sen to be at a disadvantage.

Fang Ren, wreathed in a fiery aura, faced Su Sen, who was grimacing with rage, with an excited smile blooming on his face.

"Useless trash!"

Su Sen roared in fury as azure True Qi burst forth from his body, and with a longsword in hand, he charged at Fang Ren.

Seeing this, Fang Ren's True Qi burst forth as well, the Nine Techniques of Lethal Combat running at full throttle as he threw a punch directly at Su Sen's head.

Hiss—bang—

There was a crisp snap, followed by a heavy thud.

Fang Ren's chest was lacerated with a twenty-centimeter-long bloody gash, from which blood poured continuously.

His smile grew more exhilarated.

Su Sen, on the other hand, was sent hurtling backward by the punch, his shoes' soles worn through, and the flesh on his shoulder muddled into a blur by the force of the punch, blood flowing uninterrupted. Unable to hold onto the Ice Sword, it fell to the ground.

Clenching his teeth in pain and anger, he couldn't understand how Fang Ren, merely at the Peak of Intense Concentration, a whole major Realm lower, could match his speed and even punch through his True Qi body shield, dislocating his shoulder!

It was incomprehensible!