The Legendary F Rank

Chapter 83: Teacher Lin.

"Done." Haru sighed as he unloaded the last box of herbs on to the cart. He sighed and then walked over to Jake who was sat on a bench panting.

"Why are you panting? It wasn't that hard." Haru said and then sat next to him.

"Wasn't that hard?! You weren't here for most of it. You carried three boxes at most. I had to move like fifty of them. Don't tell me it wasn't that hard!" Jake shouted.

Haru and Jake then both looked at each other and started laughing. It wasn't something they should be arguing about. Nobody had forced them to help out anyway. It was their choice.

"Where did you go anyway? You just seemed to vanish for a few hours." Jake asked Haru as they both sat outside.

"Oh, I just went to talk. You know how it is. Cultivator stuff. I can tell you about it but you will be here all day listening to my explanation." Haru said as a drop of rain fell from the sky and hit the tip of his nose.

"Oh, Shit. We better get inside before the heavens decide to open up." He said as another drop of rain hit the top of his head.

Haru and Jake then both made their way over to the main building. It was called the Annex and it was where the cultivators would have their meals on the ground floor in the cafeteria. And then on the top floor, there were meeting rooms and classrooms where they would instruct new students.

Although new students were somewhat of a rarity in the black star sect. They only took in the most exceptional people. But that didn't stop people from using to hang out and talk.

As they opened the door, Countless voices could be heard as around sixty or seventy people were all sat around wearing sect clothes and talking to each other. Haru was only at the sect for around a day before he left the last time he was here so he didn't know how many people were actually there.

He just assumed it was a place filled with old men but there appeared to be people ranging from the age of ten to thirty.

There were people much stronger than him in this room but none of them seemed to pay any attention as they both walked in through the entrance.

The further they walked into the room the more obvious it became that something was wrong. More and more people began to notice them and couldn't stop staring as they ordered their food and then sat down.

As they sat down and waited for their food a quiet murmur between the disciples in the room could be heard. And with every second that past it was only becoming louder.

"Why is there a crippled kid here? He doesn't even cultivate. What gives him the right to sit with us? Who are the outsiders?" The criticism of Jake only went on and on until there was an even louder voice that made the rest go silent.

"Shut up! I'm trying to eat!" A voice yelled as a poisonous Qi began to fill the room. It forced nearly everyone in the room to shut up instantly and stop what they were doing as they tried to fight against the Poison.

Haru and Jake were the only two people remaining as the Qi only became stronger in an attempt to pressure them too. But before the Qi even made its way toward them Haru had already formed a barrier around his table.

He had a gut feeling right before it happened and his body tensed up. So he made the barrier as a precaution. But he also realised the heightened sense of Qi that he felt was a sign that he had already reached the peak of the Qi creation stage and he was about to break through into the manifestation stage.

The people who were in the room that was much older than Haru were still sitting as if nothing had happened. They didn't even realise the Qi had spread through the room because it wasn't even a threat to them. They just sat and ate their food in silence as the Qi continued to get stronger and stronger.

"Hey, can you stop that, please? I don't think we need to make an issue out of this. Just eat your food. No one will interrupt you anymore." Haru asked out loud up to the second floor of the cafeteria where the Qi seemed to be coming from.

The Qi only continued to rise. But this time even faster.

"Fine, If you don't want to stop then I will make you stop." Haru sighed and then spread out his own Qi toward the source and increased it until the poisonous Qi completely disappeared.

One after another the people in the room began to stand up and then a look of horror was painted on their faces as a chill ran down Haru's spine.

He quickly moved out of the way as a sword sliced through the air.

BOOM!

The sound of expounding wood rung through the air as splinters flew around the room. Jake covered his eyes as a gust of wind shot past his face as he was covered in wood.

"What the fuck?" He said as he opened his eyes and saw that Haru was now stood up and there was a man with long black hair covering his face stood with a sword in his hand.

He looked to be around twenty years old and had a crazed look in his eyes. He stood with his back to Haru before bringing his sword up once again and then swinging it towards him once again.

The feeling of nervousness that Haru felt had now faded since he could now see the person who was attacking him. He wasn't all that powerful. But his blood lust was like nothing Haru had experienced before.

He was a full stage behind Haru but he was clearly a master of sneak attacks. The attack that he launched took Haru completely by surprise.

But luckily his perception was higher than the average cultivator so He was able to sense the attacks.

As the sword came racing toward his face. Haru held out his hand and then reached towards the sword. Stopping the blade immediately.

Everyone in the room looked over in shock as they saw Haru stop the attack.

"Did he just stop an attack from that mad man?" One of them asked out loud.

The man looked back at Haru, his eyes wide and then felt a deep fear in his heart as he smiled.

"Now that isn't very nice was it?" Haru said with a grin and then grabbed onto the guy's wrist before punching him in the stomach. His body then dropped to the floor as he struggled to breathe.

The air in his lungs had been forced out from the power of Haru's fist.

As soon as his body dropped there was a loud crash as an old man stumbled into the cafeteria he looked to be drunk and burped loudly. He sat down on the same table where Haru was sat and then took everyone's attention away from the man laying on the floor.

'What is this? Why is everyone here so strange?' Haru thought as the man began to sing to himself. He held his hand up in the air.

A few seconds went by before one of the staff who worked in the kitchen ran over with a glass of alcohol and handed it to him.

"You, You're Haru aren't you? I remember you from that day. How did it go with those people from the association? Did they manage to recruit you?" The man said and then pointed to Haru.

"Oh, You are Teacher Lin, Is that right?" Haru asked the drunken old man.

"Haha, Yes I am the Teacher Lin!" He said and then drank the alcohol.

"Here. Sit and tell me about it." Teacher Lin said to Haru and then patted the seat next to him. As his hand came down toward the chair he felt something soft instead of the wood of the chair.

He looked up seeing Jake sat next to him and then jumped.

"Don't sneak up on me like that boy! You will give me a heart attack." He then laughed.

Teacher Lin was really drunk. It didn't seem like he was drinking to drown his sorrows though. It seemed more like he was drinking because he enjoyed it.

He was clearly much stronger than Haru at his current level since he couldn't sense any Qi coming from the man. So that made Haru certain that Teacher Lin was very rich. According to Li Jun alcohol strong enough to get a cultivator drunk is extremely expensive.

But as the old man spoke. More and more people began to leave the hall one after another.

"Boy. Do you drink?" Teacher Lin asked Jake and then pulled out a silver bottle from a storage ring. A smile formed on Jakes ring.

"Yes, Yes I do drink." He said and then emptied the glass of water he currently had in front of him.

'I've had enough interaction with strange people for today. I need to take a break.' Haru thought before slipping out of the room before the attention could be put on him again.