Painting of the Nine Immortals

Translator: _Tat_ Editor: Rundi

Dong Fang Yu was depressed. Very depressed.

Since 10 days ago, after being publically humiliated by Ling Xian and after being unable to punish him, her entire being was at a state of close to imploding.

Her complexion was cold and frost-like and even the air she breathes was strangely frigid. It was as if she would explode from her anger any time.

As time went on, the air around her got colder and colder, and nobody dared to get close to her anymore.

What could she do? She was extremely enraged.

At first, she thought Ling Xian would be nice enough to come to class. But he didn't show up the first day and skipped the second day. As of today, 10 days had passed and he still was nowhere to be seen.

Why wouldn't Dong Fang Yu be furious at this?

She had personally spoken to Ling Xian and told him that he could choose whether or not he wanted to come to class. But she didn't expect him to actually dare not coming to class.

She had been a teacher for many many years. Even other professors never dared to treat her in such a manner. Yet Ling Xian dared not to come to her classes. What was this?

He wasn't just questioning her power, he didn't think anything of her!

Therefore, Dong Fang Yu was enraged. The oppressed fury she was holding inside finally exploded.

Currently, her beautiful face was green in color and her cheat was puffing up and down. She was fuming and if she didn't have some logic in her, she would be unleashing all of that energy and destroying this entire office.

However, despite the oppression of her own anger, her long hair still tussled in the wind and the entire room was trembling.

"Damn you, Xian Ling, you actually are not coming to class. You sure are challenging my position and my power."

Dong Fang Yu clenched her teeth and decided to teach Ling Xian an unforgettable lesson.

Therefore, she mentally called out and sent a message to Xiang Ru Gu, who was currently inside a classroom.

The general message was asking him to go back to his residence and tell Ling Xian to come to her office.

After a while, Xiang Ru Gu arrived, but he didn't bring Ling Xian.

This made Dong Fang Yu's eyelid jump. The originally suppressed anger was rising at an unstoppable speed.

At this, Xiang Ru Gu bitterly chuckled and quickly explained. He didn't want this anger to be about him.

"Professor Dong Fang Yu, I asked for him, but he seemed to be in an enlightenment state and refused to come with me."

"Enlightenment state?"

Dong Fang Yu hissed, "What else did he say?"

Xiang Ru Gu hesitated and said fearfully, "He said since you agreed that he no longer needed to come to class, he will no longer come to class."

"What! How dare he!"

Dong Fang Yu was furious and her reign of terror finally expanded and forced Xiang Ru Gu to step back for many steps.

Her hands were now in fists and there were green veins popping. She clenched her teeth, "Xian Ling, how dare you. You are planning on never coming to class anymore? Who does he think he is!"

Xiang Ru Gu bitterly smiled. He thought Ling Xian was pushing the boundaries as well. However, the reasons were behind him and he wasn't doing anything wrong technically.

As a newly admitted pupil, he had humiliated a teacher and slapped her in the face. After all of that, he said he was planning on never coming to class again. Being too gutsy wasn't even enough to describe this situation. He truly didn't think much of Dong Fang Yu.

Therefore, how could this nicknamed Devil of the East, endure this?

However, since she personally announced that Ling Xian didn't need to come to class anymore, if she forcefully ordered him to, then she would be eating her own words and slapping her own face.

Therefore, she deeply inhaled and exhaled to swallow her anger away. Then, after a moment of silence, she had an idea.

"So he's not coming to class eh. Alright, you go back and tell him something."

Dong Fang Yu had a sarcastic, cold, and taunting smile on her lips, "Tell him, if he can make an eighth realm craft within three days, then I will agree to his request of never coming to class again."

"Eight realm craft?"

Xiang Ru Gu was first startled, then realized Dong Fang Yu's plan.

The way Ling Xian made his craft the other day, they all saw it and were certain that his abilities were of the ninth realm. To improve to be an eighth realm craftsman was without a doubt, a difficult and almost impossible achievement.

This is why Dong Fang Yu had come up with this plan. She planned on forcing him to come to class without explicitly biting back her words.

"You are Professor Dong Fang Yu after all. I truly believe he will come to class." Xiang Ru Gu complimented and agreed to this plan.

"I think so as well."

Dong Fang Yu had a smile of success on her lips and muttered to herself, "Xian Ling, we will see if you still can find a reason not to come to class."

"I will go tell him right now."

Xiang Ru Gu smiled faintly, and a smile more gentle than a woman's smile froze on his face.

It was obvious that these two were certain that Ling Xian would not be able to make an eighth realm craft and would have to follow through with this request.

As Dong Fang Yu watched Xiang Ru Gu leave, her mood suddenly took a turn for the better. Because she was already certain that Ling Xian would follow her order.

Therefore, some of her anger faded and she was now calm enough to be able to sit on her chair and enjoy the tea in her hand.

Yet after about half an hour, all her anger reappeared and her entire being became crazy.

Because before him, a Spiritual Sensing Rock suspended before her. Based on the energy it was emitting, the Qi Testing Disc was of the eighth realm.

This treasure was sent by Xiang Ru Gu.

In other words, Ling Xian had made this eighth realm Spiritual Sensing Rock. He had once again fulfilled Dong Fang Yu's request and once again slapped her in the face.

This made her entire face green and she was going insane from anger.

"Damn you, Xian Ling!"

Dong Fang Yu's black hair was in a disarray and like a possessed demon, she was exuding terrifying killer's intent. However, as furious as she was, she was feeling a strong sense of surprise.

Just 10 days ago, Ling Xian had publically made a ninth realm craft. Though the process of it was very simple, she was certain that he was only of the ninth realm with crafts. After 10 days, however, he had somehow made an eighth realm Spiritual Sensing Rock, what this represented made her speechless.

Ten days!

He had used merely ten days to improve himself enough to be an eighth realm craftsman. Just how unbelievable was this?!

Even she was shocked by this insane person's speed of improvement.

As for Xiang Ru Gu, he didn't even know how to react from all this. Or in other words, he didn't even know how he made his journey here. Even after this long, he still hadn't collected himself.

What could he do? What Ling Xian achieved was far too shocking. It was enough for them both to stare at each other but neither could find a word.

Only after a long while did Dong Fang Yu calmed herself. Then, her rage burned on even more.

Because Ling Xian had completed her provocation, which meant he had slapped her in the face yet again. This was also a loud slap, and she, being as proud as she was, was enraged.

She was going crazy from her anger!

Yet, she had no way out. She could only use words to express the fury inside her heart!

"Damn you, Xian Ling! I vow to show you who's in charge someday!"