Chapter no.34 Shen Xiu_Heavenly Simulation: Tales of Demons and Gods

Nie Li found himself drifting into a wave of nostalgia as he and Lu Piao settled into the back seats of the Fighter Apprentice class at the Holy Orchid Institute.

Over thirty students filled the room, their focus directed towards the front, but Nie Li's mind was elsewhere. He couldn't help but smile, reminiscing about how he and Lu Piao had always been the back benchers, even in their past life.

Suddenly, Nie Li's nostalgic thoughts were ruined by the gossip around them.

"I heard that the new teacher, Shen Xiu, is one of the Sacred Family's 3-star Silver rank Demon Spiritualists!" whispered one of the students nearby.

Nie Li overheard the comment and leaned towards Lu Piao, whispering,

"Thoughts."

Lu Piao, more interested in other matters, whispered back, "Is she a hot babe? That's the real question."

Nie Li chuckled softly. "With you, it's always about looks, isn't it?"

Lu Piao grinned. "Hey, a man's got to have his priorities."

As they talked quietly, the teacher, Shen Xiu, entered the classroom.

As Shen Xiu entered the room, her presence was undeniably commanding.

Dressed in a purple outfit that accentuated her figure, she exuded both beauty and elegance.

Her tall stature, complemented by slender legs and exquisite makeup, gave her an air of refined nobility. However, her eyes, full of pride and arrogance, betrayed her noble birth and high status as a 3-star Silver rank Demon Spiritualist from the Sacred Family.

Lu Piao couldn't help but comment, his eyes following Shen Xiu's figure as she moved to the front of the class.

"Wow, look at her. That's what I call a stunning teacher. And those legs, man," he whispered to Nie Li, his tone laced with lust.

Nie Li rolled his eyes in response.

"Sure, she's attractive, but don't let her looks fool you. That arrogance in her eyes? It's a sure sign of trouble."

Lu Piao grinned, undeterred. "A little bit of spice makes things interesting, doesn't it? Beauty with a bit of attitude."

Nie Li just shook his head, knowing all too well the reality behind Shen Xiu's façade. Her noble heritage and status as a 3-star Silver rank Demon Spiritualist gave her reasons to be proud, but Nie Li remembered her personality from his past life.

Her arrogance and haughtiness overshadowed her physical beauty, making her less appealing to those who knew her true nature.

Out of curiosity, Nie Li used his ability to glance at Shen Xiu's stats:

[ Name: Shen Xiu ]

[ Status: Half Sister of the Patriach of the Sacred Family ]

[ Cultivation Level: 3 Star Silver Rank ]

[ Physique Level: 4 Star Bronze Rank ]

[ Class: Demon Spiritualists, Fighter, Inscription Array Scribe ]

[ Race: Human ]

[ Health Points: 36.4K /36.4K ]

[ Soul Force: 3,000 /3,000 ]

[ Battle Power: 154K ]

[ Class Features:

- Soul Manipulation.

- Perception.

- Array Infuse ]

[ Allies: Sacred Family ]

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[ Equipment: ]

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[ Description: The Half-Sister of the Patriarch of the Sacred Family. Because of her background, she is always under pressure to prove her worth to the family. To her, the honor of the family is important; to her, she is nothing without the Sacred Family, so she dedicated everything to the Sacred Family because she is nothing to herself. Even her pride of being a master scribe doesn't amount to much compared to the family, so she is here in the Holy Orchid Institute to complete her mission and prove herself to the sacred family and more importantly to herself. ]

Nie Li leaned against the back wall of the classroom, his eyes scanning the information that floated before his eyes. Shen Xiu's profile was displayed in clear, crisp letters, revealing secrets about her that he never knew.

As he absorbed the details of her status, cultivation level, and her ties to the Sacred Family, he found himself sinking into deep thought.

"Shen Xiu... the half-sister of the Patriarch of the Sacred Family," he mused silently, a flicker of realization crossing his mind. "Always in the shadow, always trying to prove her worth."

He could hardly believe that the Shen Xiu he remembered—the one who had looked down upon him and so many others, the one who carried herself with such unshakeable arrogance—was driven by deep-seated insecurities.

Her entire self-worth was entangled with the Sacred Family, a family that she had dedicated everything to, not out of love or loyalty, but out of a desperate need to find her own value.

"As nothing to herself," Nie Li repeated in his head, the words echoing with a sadness he hadn't expected to feel. He knew what it was like to be seen as less, to be dismissed because of perceived lack of talent. But to see oneself as nothing without the approval of others? That was a prison of a different sort.

It dawned on Nie Li that Shen Xiu's harshness, her relentless pressure on those deemed 'talentless', was not about them at all. It was a reflection of her own fears, her own feelings of inadequacy. She needed to assert her superiority to mask her insecurities, to convince herself of her worth in the eyes of her family and, more critically, in her own eyes.

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As Shen Xiu took her place at the front of the classroom, her presence commanded attention.

"Cultivation," she began, her gaze sweeping over the students, lingering only on those of noble birth, "is about absorbing soul force into the body. There are two paths one might follow."

She paused, ensuring her words sank in. "One involves channeling soul force into one's dantians, and the other, into the muscles."

She walked slowly across the room, her steps measured, her voice unwavering. "Those who absorb soul force into their muscles, after months, even years of rigorous effort, earn the title of Fighter. But those, like myself, who channel it into the dantian, we ascend to become Demon Spiritualists."

Shen Xiu stopped, her back straight, her eyes alight with a superiority that bordered on disdain.

"These paths are divided into ranks," she continued, her tone dismissive of anyone who might never reach them i.e the talentless.

"From the lowest, Bronze, ascending through Silver, Gold, Black Gold, and to the pinnacle, Legend. Each rank, from one to five stars."

Her focus remained on the noble students, as if they were the only ones capable of understanding, of achieving.

"But let's be clear," she added, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"A Demon Spiritualist always stands above a Fighter in power and prestige. Being a Demon Spiritualist is not for everyone; it's a privilege reserved for the truly talented."

She paused, reveling in the moment, her pride palpable.

"We, Demon Spiritualists, can form a soul realm within our dantian, integrating captured demons into this realm. My demon," she said, her voice dripping with pride, "is a Scarlet Flame Fox. A Demon Spiritualist merged with their demon possesses unparalleled strength, far beyond what mere Fighters can hope to achieve."

As Shen Xiu spoke of her demon, the atmosphere in the classroom shifted. With every word about her Scarlet Flame Fox, she began to change right before the students' eyes. Her face subtly altered, becoming sharper and more intense. Her teeth and nails lengthened, taking on a fierce, pointed appearance, while a scarlet tail unfurled from her back. The transformation was both mesmerizing and intimidating, leaving the class in silent awe.

"This," she said, her voice taking on a new, commanding tone as she gestured to her changed form, "is the true power of a Demon Spiritualist. My demon spirit, the Scarlet Flame Fox, is of a 1 star Gold rank." She let the words hang in the air, ensuring every student grasped the significance. "This means I can amplify my own power to match the Gold rank, despite personally being at the 3 star Silver level."

The room was still, the students captivated by the visual testament to her words.

"This is just one of the many reasons," Shen Xiu continued, her tail swishing behind her with a life of its own, "why a noble Demon Spiritualist stands far above any common Fighter. We possess not just our own strength but also that of our demons."