When Earth Awakened, I Became a Sword Saintess

Chapter 5 : Harassment

5: Harassment

Getting into a Source Martial University, especially a relatively good one, would at least prevent harassment from those debt collectors. Yingluo had said that students of Source Martial Universities received state subsidies, so their living expenses would also be covered.

Yuyin couldn't help but look down. Her skin was as smooth as jade, her fingers so fine they seemed translucent. It seemed she was a pampered young lady in this life, but who would have thought that on the very day of her rebirth, she had already lost everything.

Her mother had run off to Africa. What could be done? As for her father, she had just checked online. Xia Youxue was a single mother. At a time like this, her relatives were probably avoiding her. Otherwise, why wouldn't she have arranged for Yuyin to stay with them?

She could only rely on herself.

As for the Ghost King's betrothal... with Yuyin's current perspective and knowledge, even if she racked her brains to come up with a solution, she would be completely clueless... Since that was the case, thinking more was useless. She could only take it one step at a time.

But although she had stood at the window and vowed to get into a Source Martial Academy, she had no foundation at all.

Looking at how, in the middle of the night, there were still so many people cultivating in the school, either exercising their physiques or practicing things Yuyin couldn't comprehend at all, it was clear how intense the competition was. The acceptance rates Yingluo had mentioned were even more frighteningly low.

It seemed her physical education and academic scores were good, but cultivation... Yuyin had a concept of it from her original world, regardless of its origin. Cultivation depended on aptitude.

Did she have aptitude?

That she didn't know. But thinking optimistically, since she could be reborn, she must have something unusual about her, right?

In this regard, some children from well-off families in Lingdu, according to what she'd read online, started from a young age. On weekends in kindergarten, they attended all sorts of cultivation tutoring classes. There were even cultivation classes for fetuses.

She, on the other hand, had no foundation at all, and the college entrance exam was only 60 days away... In this aspect, she was far, far behind others.

It was almost midnight, and the school had started to clear out.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Yuyin walked alone on the small path on campus. Since the back gate wasn't closed, it was closer to cut through the campus to the place her mother had arranged for her.

Thump, thump...

On the dimly lit road, a soccer ball bounced over from ahead.

A large, burly black shadow ran out of the grass, following the ball.

"Xia Yuyin?" This boy had a crew cut, wore a soccer uniform, and had particularly well-developed leg muscles. He moved with an agility that showed he was a skilled player.

Him?

Wasn't this Zhang Biaoyang, nicknamed the "Pujiang Demon"? The captain of the school soccer team, a powerful center forward, quite a celebrity in school. However, his reputation with girls was terrible. It was said he had gotten someone pregnant, and when her family came to confront him, he even beat and hospitalized the girl's father. But despite such a serious incident, he got away with it scot-free. No one knew how he smoothed it over. Of course, this was all from before her rebirth. The Zhang Biaoyang of this world wasn't necessarily the same.

Just as Yuyin was thinking this, Zhang Biaoyang had already casually walked closer. The fact that he could be so relaxed when seeing such a beauty was enough to show that this guy was very experienced with women.

He walked into a distance that was a bit disrespectful to Yuyin, forcing her to take half a step back.

"Xia Yuyin, Miss Xia. When are you going to have Auntie Xia invite me to your house for dinner?" Zhang Biaoyang's breathing was a bit rough, clearly from just finishing a game.

Probably because Yuyin was usually cold and distant, and her relationships with her classmates were relatively remote, her lack of memory from this life didn't arouse any suspicion from her classmates. But this guy, did he have some connection to her family?

"My mom is not home right now."

"Oh? Oh! I, I remember now. Your mom's company went bankrupt, and she fled to Africa. Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up. Africa is a very chaotic place, you know. Your mom, uh, I mean Auntie Xia, with her looks and her figure... she's probably in great danger. It would be safer for her in a domestic prison!" Zhang Biaoyang said, his voice rising and falling dramatically.

Yuyin's face darkened. Even if it was a mother from a new life, she was not to be profaned! But it was late at night, and they were the only two on this road. It was better not to provoke him.

"I'm going home. If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow." With that, Yuyin tried to walk past him.

But Zhang Biaoyang blocked her way.

"What's wrong? Unhappy? No wonder, with something like that happening to your family. Do you want me to comfort you?" He said this, moving his face close to Yuyin's ear.

Yuyin immediately stepped back. Whether out of instinct or self-preservation, she was extremely repulsed by this action.

"I forgot my book." Yuyin said, turning to walk back toward the school building. Her classmates should still be around, and there were teachers on night patrol.

Smack.

Yuyin's slender arm was grabbed by Zhang Biaoyang's strong hand. His strength seemed to exceed what was already a burly physique. The boys in this world were very strong! They must have trained.

Yuyin felt a sharp pain in her arm, as if it were in a vise. She couldn't break free at all.

Powerlessness... this was a deep powerlessness she had never experienced, even as a frail boy.

"I saw in the news that your house was seized, right? Where are you living now?"

"..."

"Don't tell me you have nowhere to stay. Come to my dorm. I'm the only one there tonight. By the way, my uncle got me a secret manual from somewhere. It's really useful for cultivating Primordial Energy. You can't buy it for a million outside. Come to my place and take a look. How about it?" Zhang Biaoyang forcefully pulled Yuyin toward him, harshly whispering threats and temptations in her ear.

A secret cultivation manual, Yuyin couldn't say she wasn't interested.

But Yuyin wasn't a fool. Did she not understand men? Secret cultivation manuals, eating apples, it was all a pretext! Besides, what kind of person was Zhang Biaoyang? With that lecherous look, he was even worse than she could have imagined!

"Let go of me. This is a school. There are security cameras everywhere. You don't want any trouble before the college entrance exam, do you?" Yuyin said calmly.

Security cameras. This seemed to remind the brawny Zhang Biaoyang. He hesitated slightly.

But soon, he said viciously, "Security cameras? You think I'm afraid of security cameras? Go ahead and post the video online! Your mom still owes my family money! Twelve million. Your mom ran away, if I don't get the money from you, who should I get it from?"

It was hard to tell if this was true or false, and for a moment, Yuyin didn't know how to rebut.

"If you owe a debt, you pay it back. That's only fair. If you don't have money, you can pay in other ways." Zhang Biaoyang whispered in Yuyin's ear.

"Get lost!"

Yuyin's actions were faster than her thoughts. She viciously stomped her high heel on the back of Zhang Biaoyang's foot. He was caught completely off guard and cried out in pain.

Yuyin seized the opportunity to break free and ran toward the school building.

Zhang Biaoyang cursed and gave chase. Yuyin was wearing high heels; how could she outrun the soccer team captain? She was about to be caught.

"Over there, what's going on?"

A dazzling flashlight shone over.

It was the P.E. teacher on night patrol, along with Yingluo. In fact, Yingluo had been watching Yuyin leave from the school building and saw her being harassed. She immediately went to get the night patrol teacher.

P.E. teachers in this world were not to be trifled with. Most of them were lay cultivators or retired veterans. Although Zhang Biaoyang wasn't afraid, he didn't want to suffer an immediate loss.

"It's nothing, nothing. I was just discussing my studies with the President." Saying this, Zhang Biaoyang shot Yuyin a fierce glare, turned, and kicked his ball away.

Although Yuyin breathed a sigh of relief, she was deeply shaken inside.

She had still underestimated the dangers a beautiful girl might encounter in this world.

Strength... if she had strength, how could she be bullied by someone like this!

"Hmph." Yuyin shook her head in resignation. Without strength, even her tears were a mistake. To feel wronged? That was a completely useless emotion.

Under Yingluo's signal, the teacher and Yingluo escorted Yuyin to the school gate.

After thanking the teacher, he gave a few words of advice and left.

"Yingluo... thank you." Yuyin looked at Yingluo, who was much shorter than her, and said sincerely.

"Yuyin, is there anything... is there anything I can help you with?" Now that they were alone at the school gate, she became hesitant again, her gaze turning to the cement flowerbed to the side.

"It's nothing. I live just up ahead."

"Then..."

"Goodbye." Yuyin said.

A simple goodbye, yet it seemed to leave a hollow feeling in Yingluo's heart.

"Good... goodbye." Yingluo seemed to want to say something more, but in the end, she didn't.

After saying goodbye to Yingluo, Yuyin walked carefully and cautiously on the quiet, dilapidated shantytown path. A goofy-looking, bald fat man was sitting at his doorstep late at night, staring straight at Yuyin, muttering something she couldn't understand. Yuyin quickened her pace.

Along the way, although she encountered some unfriendly gazes, no one acted on them. After all, even a sexy, beautiful woman walking alone late at night wouldn't necessarily run into thugs every time. Lingdu's public security wasn't that bad.

"You have arrived at your destination. Navigation has ended."

Yuyin found the place she was to live: an old, five-story Lingdu apartment building, dilapidated beyond belief.

The old building manager seemed to be hard of hearing, stooped with sunken eyes. Under the dim light, he looked like an elder from some dark fantasy game.

"Young lady, make sure you lock your door tight tonight." The old man made a special point of reminding her after giving her the key.

On this staircase, cluttered with junk and electric bicycles, a place where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, Yuyin would have done so even without him saying so.