Startled by the commotion outside, Qiu Changfeng pushed open the window. He had intended to put on the dean's authority and scold them a little, but the moment he saw the two people chasing each other through the sky, he was dumbfounded.
My god, why were these two little ancestors fighting each other?
Without daring to think further, Qiu Changfeng immediately used a divine ability. The two in the sky only felt dizzy; when they came to their senses again, they were already in the dean's office.
Ning Rong held a silver sword, trembling with rage, her pretty little face filled with fury.
But Little Huang, dangling from Xiang Tian's hand, suffered for it. Black water still dripped from all over its body, its tongue lolled out, and its eyes had rolled white. Xiang Tian had flown far too fast just now, rather than holding it tightly in his arms as before.
Xiang Tian's heart pounded wildly as well, and the blood beneath his nose made him look somewhat comical. Once he saw the situation clearly and relaxed, he finally noticed Little Huang in his hand.
"Ah! Little Huang, are you all right? Wake up!"
Xiang Tian picked it up and vigorously rubbed its head, finally bringing Little Huang back around.
As for the Immortal Academy, the onlookers who had no idea what was going on were all baffled. How had they vanished in the blink of an eye?
Looking at Ning Rong, who seemed ready to ignite the room, Qiu Changfeng felt helpless. And judging by the situation, Xiang Tian was clearly at a disadvantage, clutching the dog and only daring to sneak glances at Ning Rong.
"Well... you two students, students should care for and help one another. There's really no need for all this fighting and killing."
Qiu Changfeng truly did not know how to begin. After holding it in for a long while, this was all he managed to say.
"Right, right!"
Xiang Tian hurriedly nodded in agreement.
But then Ning Rong cast him a murderous glare. Forget Xiang Tian—even Qiu Changfeng shrank his neck. Women were truly not to be provoked.
Qiu Changfeng had a headache. "At least tell me the reason. Then I can help mediate between you."
Ning Rong gritted her teeth, her face flushing red. How could a girl like her possibly bring such a thing herself to say?
But Xiang Tian was different. He coughed twice and felt that this matter had better be made clear.
"Well... it's actually nothing. I just wanted to take Little Huang up the mountain for a bath."
"Shut up!"
Before he could even finish, Ning Rong interrupted him with a shriek. She had turned red all the way to her neck, her eyes nearly spitting fire as she stared at Xiang Tian, the hand gripping her silver sword trembling.
A... bath?
Qiu Changfeng suddenly understood. This... was brilliant! Student Xiang Tian was simply brilliant!
Xiang Tian looked embarrassed and muttered softly, "Who told that mountain spring to be on my mountain? How was I supposed to know you would be there?"
But upon hearing that, Ning Rong froze.
"You live on that mountain?"
Xiang Tian curled his lip. "If I didn't live there, would I have run there?"
Ning Rong was dumbfounded. How had someone moved onto her mountain without her knowing?
"You live on the north side of the mountain?"
Hearing Ning Rong's question, Xiang Tian sensed something was wrong as well. He really did live on the northern side. Could it be... that this girl also lived on his mountain?
At once, the two turned their gazes toward Qiu Changfeng.
Qiu Changfeng broke out in a cold sweat. You two are both little ancestors. Was it wrong for me to assign the best mountain in the academy to you? It was only right and proper—I did nothing wrong!
Although Qiu Changfeng felt entirely justified, he somehow felt a little guilty now.
"Well... well... Student Xiang Tian, Student Ning Rong, this is also for your own good. After all, you both know that mountain has the most abundant spiritual energy."
After a long while, this was the only reason Qiu Changfeng could come up with.
But after hearing the name Xiang Tian, Ning Rong began looking him over from head to toe. "You're the Xiang Tian everyone says is arrogant and overbearing, with every evil deed under the sun? Heh, it seems the rumors were true after all."
Ning Rong sneered. She had heard of Xiang Tian's deeds—he had crippled Ding Yang over a dog. In her eyes, that was exactly the conduct of an unpromising Lineage brat. It disgusted her from the bottom of her heart, and her grip on the sword tightened a little more.
Xiang Tian: ...
Arrogant and overbearing? Every evil deed under the sun?
Heaven and earth could bear witness—aside from beating Ding Yang once, what else had he done? Though he had struck a little heavily, he felt he had done nothing wrong. Was he supposed to wait for Ding Yang's immortal sword to skewer him?
Others were allowed to strike ruthlessly, but he was not? Xiang Tian was no such honest fool.
Xiang Tian looked at Qiu Changfeng again. He felt that the Immortal Academy had serious problems—especially serious problems.
"Well... Student Ning Rong, I think there may be some misunderstanding between you. Don't listen to idle gossip. Student Xiang Tian has performed quite well at the academy: he respects his teachers and honors the Way, is united and friendly, helps others, and has received unanimous praise from teachers and students alike."
"I know. Isn't he simply the person favored by the Immortal King Changning? I understand why you're all so biased toward him."
Ning Rong sneered again, rendering Qiu Changfeng speechless with a single sentence.
Xiang Tian was stunned. There was actually someone in the Immortal Academy who dared speak to the dean like that? And from what she meant, she did not seem to fear the Immortal King Changning at all. Who exactly was this girl?
Qiu Changfeng could not help raising his sleeve to wipe away his sweat. This Student Ning Rong was far too fierce. How was he supposed to respond?
"Tell me, are you going to do it yourself, or shall I gouge out your eyeballs for you?"
Ning Rong stared at Xiang Tian without giving an inch, making him feel rather stifled. Xiang Tian directly said, "How about I take off my clothes and let you have a look? Then we'll call it even?"
Ning Rong flew into a rage upon hearing that and shouted, "Shameless!"
With that, she raised her sword, and a streak of Sword Qi shot into the heavens.
Boom!
Everyone saw the dean's office explode. Two figures flew out from within, both familiar—Xiang Tian and Ning Rong.
The crowd watched with great relish. As expected of the academy's two ruthless figures—they had directly demolished the dean's office. Truly incredible!
Xiang Tian fled in utter disarray, leaving the academy at once. Without another word, he tore open a rift in the void and dove inside. The method greatly shocked Ning Rong, who was chasing after him.
When she recovered, she was so furious that she jumped up and down. How could someone in Spirit Transformation break through the void? Wasn't that a method only available in the Void Shattering Realm? Xiang Tian must have some magical treasure.
Even if she chased in now, the chance of finding Xiang Tian was slim. Though Ning Rong was unwilling, there was nothing she could do.
After fleeing, Xiang Tian traveled a hundred li in one rush before stopping halfway up a mountain. Seeing Little Huang's eyes roll white again, Xiang Tian could only gasp for breath and give its head another vigorous rub.
He silently cursed his bad luck. Ning Rong could indeed be called beautiful, but he had seen plenty of women more beautiful than her. Not to mention his two older sisters—even any one of those goddesses bearing Divine Offices could surpass him by a hundred and eight thousand miles, couldn't they?
But the problem was that he really was in the wrong. That was why she had chased him down the road trying to hack him apart, and he had not dared strike back even once.
Xiang Tian did not dare return home. After all, he had made a military pledge back then: unless he reached the Ascension Realm, he would never return.
With nowhere else to go, he could only head for the Linglong Treasure Pavilion, intending to mooch food and drink for a while.
Back at the Immortal Academy, Ning Rong returned to the dean's office. Qiu Changfeng was still staring at the huge hole in the wall, frowning in thought. Fixing that gaping hole was not the problem—the problem was how to reasonably explain this matter to the entire academy.
"Dean, what exactly is Xiang Tian's identity? You can tell me now, can't you?"
Suddenly hearing someone speak behind him, Qiu Changfeng turned and saw Ning Rong. His head immediately started aching again.
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