C2 A Literal Slap in the Face!

"Yuan Jiacheng, sit down!"

Rui Chen looked at Ling Feng, who was standing there with a strange smile on his face, and said: "You! Lin Feng, you get out here right now!"

Hearing that, Ling Feng just stood there quietly. His eyes met with Rui Chen's, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer. He didn't seem to care at all.

Rui Chen belonged to a side branch of the Bai family and the entire student union was basically Bai family's backyard.

In order to curry favor with Bai Fei, Rui Chen often bullied Ling Feng and blackmailed Ling Feng's father for benefits.

Ling Feng's attitude stunned everyone. Yuan Jiacheng, who was beside Ling Feng, kept on tugging at his sleeves and advising him to apologize.

Was this the same Ling Feng who could easily be bullied in the past? Was he still in a daze? He dared to treat Rui Chen like that?

At this point, even Rui Chen was surprised.

He thought that Ling Feng, like always, would just lower his head and apologize. After all, in the past, Ling Feng wouldn't even dare to look him in the eye.

However, never did he expect that Ling Feng, the public joke, would dare to ignore him today.

"Bastard! Your stupid parents really gave birth to a bastard! How dare you ignore your master?"

Being ignored like that by the likes of Ling Feng, filled Rui Chen with anger and humiliation. He suppressed his rage as his face turned dark, and slammed his hand on the podium. It created such a loud sound that it shook every fresher's heart.

Ling Feng's mouth twitched. Suddenly, killing intent burst out from his eyes as he walked towards the podium.

An ice-cold killing intent spread inside the classroom. It was a hot summer day, yet every student that day felt as if the air surrounding them had frozen over. The killing intent was the frigid frore killing intent from hell itself.

Soon, Ling Feng stood in front of the podium, an arm's length from Rui Chen. Without any useless chatter, he simply slapped Rui Chen.

The moment his palm met Rui Chen's cheek, a thunderous erupted and shook everyone to their very core.

Rui Chen was sent flying out of the classroom.

Ling Feng had gone mad.

This thought went through everyone's head simultaneously.

They were dumbstruck to the point that they didn't even think about how Ling Feng was able to send a 140-pound person flying with a single slap.

Ling Feng didn't pay any attention to them. He directly walked towards Rui Chen, stepped on him, and said: "Whoever dares to offend my family will be sentenced to death! You should be glad that I only slapped you!"

"You dare threaten me?"

"Threaten you? No, no, no. You don't meet the qualifications for that."

Ling Feng grinned, but in Rui Chen's heart, that smile was akin to the embodiment of death. Right now, the fear of death was overflowing in his heart.

Ling Feng looked for a second longer before deciding to spare him. Without saying anything, he walked out of the classroom with big steps.

Splat!

Ling Feng — a reputed piece of trash, an easy target for bullying, and a loser. But now that Rui Chen looked at the trash's back, his own back broke out in a cold sweat.

......

While walking out of the school, Ling Feng tried to sense the spiritual qi in his body and found that his immortal sword energy had completely disappeared.

The spiritual qi he had gained from shattering real stars was also gone. Right now, his body was as weak as it could be and his current physique was already at its limits.

"After rebirth, my cultivation has disappeared. Right now, I'm but an ordinary human."

Ling Feng rubbed the black ring on his left index finger. His eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he said seriously, "I will once again step into the Sword Immortal realm and become the strongest existence!"

"..."

He rushed back home as, all this while, he had really missed his father.

Soon, Lin Feng arrived in the rural parts of the city and saw the dilapidated but well-kept house in front of him. When he saw the house, a lot of memories popped into his head.

His father, Ling Tian, was cooking. When he saw Ling Feng's arrival, he did not say anything and just smiled. That smile was enough to bring tears to Ling Feng's eyes.

Afraid that his father would see him crying, he hurried back into the room.

The spiritual qi on Earth was sparse. If he wanted to cultivate again, he would have to find a treasure land full of spiritual energy to recreate his Sword Immortal body. This was the most basic method.

Ling Feng laid on his bed and kept thinking about cultivation.

Cultivating has a total of eight realms: Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Stage, and so on.

Each realm had four stages: early, intermediate, late, and peak.

Stepping into the Foundation-Building realm was the key to becoming a real Immortal Cultivator.

People from earth who stepped on the cultivation path couldn't be considered cultivators, at most, they could be called half cultivators. So, even if they somehow stepped into the Sword Immortal realm, they would be half-baked immortals at best.