287: If they're unreasonable, then slap them.

Kunlun Academy, Principals Office.

Li Heng pressed his temples, feeling a throbbing headache.

This scene was even more intense than when he faced a joint siege by a dozen Ancient Great Demons.

He looked through the window at the crowd at the foot of the mountain.

It was a sea of people, with banners waving.

Someone who didn't know might think there was some kind of world-class concert happening here.

Li Heng had still underestimated the Dragon Kingdom people's enthusiasm for Immortal Cultivation.

Although they knew it would be difficult to join an Immortal Cultivation Academy, they could still come to watch and soak in some Immortal Qi.

Li Heng couldn't make them leave; after all, even he, if he didn't have the System and was just an ordinary person, would want to join in the fun.

"Zhang He."

Li Heng answered the communication.

"Dean!" Zhang He's voice was tinged with fatigue and helplessness. "Do you have any instructions?"

"I have no instructions."

Li Heng's tone was very bad. "I just want to ask, are you The Authorities going to manage that crowd at the foot of the mountain? If this continues, they'll be pitching tents at my mountain gate."

Zhang He on the other end of the phone gave a bitter laugh.

"Dean, it's not that we're not managing it. It's just... the public's enthusiasm is too high, and we can't use strong-arm tactics, can we? The whole world's eyes are on us right now."

"My Kunlun mountain-protecting array is for fending off powerful enemies, not for them to use as a photo backdrop!" Li Heng said irritably.

"Calm down, calm down." Zhang He quickly soothed him. "Let me tell you something that might make your head hurt even more. The hottest travel guide online right now is 'Kunlun Immortal Mountain Three-Day Tour.' I heard that old man selling 'enlightened instant noodles' at the foot of the mountain earned over a million last month."

A vein throbbed on Li Heng's forehead.

"Strengthen the cordon! Absolutely no one is allowed to trespass into the Academy grounds, otherwise, they will bear the consequences!"

"Yes! Mission accomplished!"

Li Heng hung up the communication with a snap, looked at the surreal scene on the screen, and let out a long sigh.

Immortal Cultivation, one can overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, but not the human tribulation... Meanwhile, at the Kunlun Academy Martial Arts Training Ground.

Several sword lights descended, and the figures of Fang Yuan, Han Li, and Liu Lian appeared.

"Damn it! We're finally back!"

Liu Lian was the first to jump down. As soon as he stretched, he was stunned by the lively scene at the mountain entrance.

"What... what's going on? Have we been turned into an internet-famous check-in spot?"

He complained, but his eyes unconsciously scanned the scantily clad female Streamers in the crowd.

"An Immortal Cultivation Holy Land, turned into a vegetable market, what kind of decorum is this! It completely loses the style of us Immortals!"

Han Li habitually straightened his collar, a gentle smile on his face.

"You'll get used to it. From the moment our Kunlun Academy was globally live-streamed, this place was destined to be the focus of the entire world."

Fang Yuan stood aside, looking at the bustling scene at the foot of the mountain and listening to the faint clamor, feeling completely uncomfortable.

He still wasn't used to the feeling of being watched by countless people.

The last sword light fell, and Lin Xiao appeared.

He merely glanced at the situation at the foot of the mountain, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly. Without a word, he turned and prepared to return to his Sword Cultivator dormitory.

For him, this kind of excitement was more annoying than facing a Nascent Soul Great Demon.

"Hey! Lin Xiao! Don't go!"

Liu Lian was quick-witted and grabbed him.

"What's the rush to go back into seclusion? Come on, let's go experience the feeling of being revered by thousands! This is the prestige we fought for with our lives!"

Without further ado, Liu Lian pulled Lin Xiao and flew towards the foot of the mountain on the wind.

Fang Yuan and Han Li exchanged glances and could only follow helplessly.

As soon as the four figures approached the cordon at the foot of the mountain, it immediately caused a tumultuous commotion like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Look! It's Immortals! The Immortals of Kunlun have come down!"

"Oh my god! It's Fang Yuan! That Immortal Fang who can summon Thunder Dragons!"

"And Sword Cultivator Liu Lian! Dressed in white, so handsome!"

"Ah ah ah! It's Lin Xiao! It's Kunlun Sword Immortal Lin Xiao! He's a million times more handsome than in the live stream!"

Countless screams, cheers, and camera clicks converged into a terrifying sound wave, soaring into the sky.

Fang Yuan was so startled by the display that he repeatedly stepped back, unsure where to put his hands and feet, his face full of embarrassment.

Han Li, on the other hand, was at ease, smiling and waving to the crowd, even stopping to sign autographs for a few fans who squeezed to the front, eliciting an even higher-decibel scream.

Liu Lian was even more in his element. He directly jumped onto a large rock, struck what he considered his most handsome pose, and interacted loudly with the crowd.

"Fellow Daoists! Fellow Daoists! I feel your enthusiasm! If you want to cultivate immortality, first follow me!"

As he spoke, he had already skillfully exchanged WeChat with a hot Streamer in a sports vest.

Only Lin Xiao stood alone.

Around him, there seemed to be an invisible barrier, isolating all the noise and frenzy.

He just frowned, coldly observing everything.

Just then, a female Streamer holding a selfie stick squeezed out of the crowd with all her might and stood in front of Lin Xiao.

"Sword Immortal Lin Xiao! Hello!"

The Streamer's face was plastered with a sweet smile, and she aimed her camera at Lin Xiao.

"I'm your loyal fan! Can you say hello to our family members (audience) in the live stream?"

Lin Xiao's gaze swept over her, not lingering for a second, as if looking at a wisp of air.

He turned, preparing to leave.

Being ignored in front of millions of viewers, the Streamer's smile instantly froze, then was replaced by a furious resentment.

She suddenly raised her voice and yelled loudly into the live stream.

"family members (audience)! Did you see that! This is the so-called Kunlun Sword Immortal! Acting all high and mighty! Isn't he just a bit skilled in some paltry martial arts? What's so great about that!"

"He really thinks highly of himself! Doesn't even know basic manners! Is this kind of character worthy of being an Immortal?"

Her words caused a moment of silence in the already noisy scene.

Lin Xiao, who had already walked a few steps, stopped.

He slowly turned around.

Seeing Lin Xiao turn back, the Streamer thought he was scared and showed a triumphant expression, about to continue saying something.

However, the next second.

Slap!

A crisp, loud slap rang out in everyone's ears.

The Streamer was spun half a circle on the spot, her cheek swelling visibly at a rapid pace, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

The selfie stick in her hand dropped to the ground. After violent shaking, the live stream screen froze on her face, which was filled with shock, humiliation, and disbelief.

The entire venue was silent.

Lin Xiao retracted his hand, looked at her expressionlessly, and uttered three words.

"Go back."