Chapter 6: Chicken Slaughtering Sword Art

The teacher was a male with short white hair, his lazy eyes roamed around the class, only stopping briefly at three people: Xiurong, Lu Qinlian, and a handsome guy at 9th Level of Body Refinement, Lin Jitian.

"I am Yun Xiaodao, your classroom teacher for a month. I am also one of the elders in the Mortal Section of Heavenly Academy.

First of all, I want to make one thing clear. If you think you can stay here in luxury and eat free food for life without putting any effort, then you are very wrong. Even though you are called disciple, in fact, you aren't at all.

Only those who pass the examination that will occur three months from now on will officially be accepted as outer disciple of Mortal Section.

The place you are right now is the outer perimeter of Heavenly Academy, the abundance and quality of Qi here is lowest. If you become a outer disciple, then you will be able to tell the difference.

The only condition to appear in the following examination is you must at least be in 5th Level Of Body Refinement Realm.

In this Realm of Heavenly Academy, it takes on average two months for a person to go from 1st to 5th Level of Body Refinement if they are diligent. So my job here is to solidify your foundation and help you get to that 5th level mark."

Listening to teacher's words, students had mixed reactions, from nodding, confusion, dread, excitement to hell yeah!

That means, I was safe to participate, but... participation wasn't the only that I desired. Although I wanted to stay low like those cool protagonists, it would be hard to come in contact with multiple girls. I also didn't want to do that arduous training Xiurong was going through for hours, fortunately, I can increase it using SP.

But you can only gain limited point after you had stayed with a particular girl for long time. After that one time I got 500SP from Xiurong, four odd days of sex only earned me 100 something SP. Although I won't throw away the girls I like, I really need to find other women.

The class ended after five hours and we were free to go. Xiurong had to meet with her elder sister so she took off earlier, leaving me all to my myself. Before leaving she advised me not get into any mess.

Unfortunately, that wasn't meant to be since after two hours of roaming around in the nearby area, I found myself surrounded by five men. It was that rich guy from morning, along with his platoon of followers.

Obviously I knew they were tailing me and I had this itch to try my new sword technique. So I lured them in. All of them were either in 5th or 6th Realm of Body Refinement so it shouldn't be too problematic. Although I was no expert in sword, Xiurong verdict was that I had above average talent.

"Humph. Weren't you very arrogant in the class, why are you silent now?" He sneered with disdain.

Since I was thinking, it seems like they mistook it for me rooted to place in fear or something. Snorting, I took out the sword I was carrying.

"Hey, what is that? A girl's sword haha..."

"Really, this dude is carry a pink sword! Haha..."

"You should have accepted the money earlier, you poor bloke. Now you will forfeit your fake pride and life."

Well, I did borrowed it from Xiurong who was a fanatic at collecting pink swords. But still, I was somehow irked.

I took a deep breath to not fall in their pace. "I may have a feminine sword but by the amount of meaningless shit you clowns are spewing, you may as well have pussies."

This time it was their turn to turn angry.

"Motherfucker!"

"Get him!"

All of them jumped towards me, surrounding me in a moments notice. They moved around in circles, swords aimed at me. I sharpened my senses, waiting patiently, leaving no one on my back even for a second.

Suddenly two of them charged, swinging their weapon on my opposite sides.

Swish!

Clang!

I swiftly blocked one, and side-stepped the another. Before any other took aggression, with a weird looking stance, I forged ahead, targeting directly at the leader.

[Chicken Slaughtering Sword Art 1st art: Cutting Wings]

That guy tried to put his sword against it but my technique was too much for him to handle, adding to the fact that the sword I was using wasn't a normal sword, it cut his sword right in two and consequently gave a deep wound on his chest.

With a yell, he threw his sword and used his palms to stop the blood flow. Guess he wasn't as tough as he looked.

"Bastard!" One of them yelled and dashed towards me.

[Chicken Slaughtering Sword Art 2nd art: Chopping Shield]

The moment I took the defensive stance, a wave of nausea hit me, blood started dripping from my nose. The repercussion of using such advanced techniques with my low strength. I knew it, but I wanted to test my limits and even push them.

With a clang, I blocked the stab right in the tracks. Spinning around, I swung my sword, cutting his arms from shoulders. A strange sensation came from the blood flowing in my veins—it was ecstatic. And it was definitely affecting me, I never thought I would see so much blood and become excited instead. Guess I really did became a devil.

"Argh!!!" Grabbing his arms, he furiously rolled on the ground, dirt had covered his whole body but the pain had cut all of his other senses.

The rest seeing their comrade state had an expression of dread in their faces. I chuckled coldly, loud enough for everyone to hear. Walking towards the leader who was leaning against the tree scared stiff, I placed my boots on his chest wound, and pressed it.

"Arghhh!" He cried loudly, tears dropped from the eyes.

"Humph. Trash. Weren't you very arrogant earlier? Why are you so silent now?" I again surprisingly had fun watching him shiver in pain, the colour was draining from his face.

"Wait! W-wait! Don't kill me, I promise to not mess with you ever again."