The students looked at one another, suddenly realizing that beneath the birdsong and fragrant flowers, Lumen Academy's student body was also a complicated jianghu. And this jianghu had clearly defined ranks and walls as impenetrable as iron.
Setting aside the Student Union officers, ordinary students and Tribute Students alone already belonged to two different worlds.
Ordinary students could only attend lectures in study halls, while Tribute Students could attend lectures in academies.
What was a study hall?
The places where Second Heavenly Layer Heart Arts teachers held classes were called study halls.
What was an academy?
Only places where Third Heavenly Layer Heart Arts masters taught could be called academies.
Wasn't that the difference between heaven and earth?
Quite a few students were stirred, and someone shouted, "Senior! How can we become Tribute Students?"
"Too noisy." Yan Shijie looked at the student, ghostly light gleaming in his eyes. "I already said it. I. Hate. Noise."
Buzz, buzz, buzz—visible ripples blossomed from his mouth, forming transparent shockwaves that struck the student with unerring precision.
The student was not sent flying, but his face suddenly flushed red, then turned white. Unable to control himself, he dropped to the ground with a thud and vomited with a wail.
Yan Shijie's expression was icy, lofty and untouchable. "You dirtied the campus. One warning. Do it again, and you'll receive a demerit. Understand?"
Many students changed color in fury and shouted, "Are you trying to establish a tyranny? We refuse to accept this!"
Yan Shijie was dismissive. "And what if you refuse?"
Many students yelled, "Then we'll take you down!"
"Take me down? Heh heh, fine. I'll give you a chance. Go register together at the Student Union's Organization Department first. Three days from now, I'll accept your challenges. Now, I'll tell you what you