High School Student with Immortal Race System

For nearly a month, the man in black had been in hiding, under strict orders from his organization not to reveal himself.

Only in the last few days had he begun executing missions again, a necessity for his organization.

Years of planning were ruined in an instant. His meticulously crafted identity was exposed and rendered useless. A single incident had torn him from his once-peaceful life, turning him into a fugitive forced to skulk in the shadows.

He was a wanted man now, and because of it, he had even lost the opportunity to serve his organization...

He was clear on his mission and objectives, possessing a resolve that would not shrink from death itself. Still, in the quiet of the night, he sometimes felt a sense of loss, a desire to do more to compensate for his organization’s losses.

’After being chosen by so many back home, I struggled just to get to Cyan Blue Star. And in all these years, I haven’t accomplished a single thing. How can I be at peace with myself?!’

That was what the man in black had been thinking, right up until the moment a kick sent him flying into a wall.

After warning Zhou’s parents, Yang Shen lunged forward, wrenching the man’s arms behind his back and pinning him. He grabbed at the man’s face and tore off a strange, flesh-colored object.

"Wu... long time no see!"

The face underneath belonged to the main culprit from the Training Camp, the one who had turned traitor and ambushed Zhou Yao from behind!

Yang Shen wasn’t sure why he had dared to return, but he knew one thing: he absolutely could not let the man escape again!

The man possessed a powerful Acupoint Martial Skill, which was why Yang Shen had immediately seized and restrained his hands.

As Yang Shen pinned his hands, "Wu" was secretly shocked by the immense Power. ’How did this kid improve so fast?!’

’Are all Cyan Blue Star People this monstrously talented?’

’Of course, the bigger question is how he saw through my Masked Gu... Theoretically, only a powerhouse in the Jade Viscera Realm should be able to see through it so easily.’

"Wu" feigned panic. "Who are you?! What are you doing! Sir, Ma’am, help me call the police! This man is insane! He has Martial Arts Psychosis!"

This blatant attempt to sow confusion actually worked; the elderly couple didn’t retreat into the house as Yang Shen had told them. Instead, they froze with hesitation.

Even though Yang Shen had just told them this was their daughter’s murderer, the two of them couldn’t process it that quickly.

Only Huang Gang reacted swiftly. He chose to trust Yang Shen unconditionally, pulling the old couple back to safety.

Just as Yang Shen was about to say something more, he felt the hands he had pinned suddenly retract at an unnatural, anti-anatomical angle.

The man’s hands moved like boneless snakes, surprisingly strong. Catching Yang Shen off guard, he broke free and jabbed a finger toward his back.

’Holy shit, is this guy a man or a snake demon?!’

Knowing how dangerous this Martial Arts technique was, Yang Shen quickly arched backward to dodge. The man in black seized the opportunity and rushed into the house.

He didn’t harm the elderly couple. Instead, in a single bound, he rushed to the memorial altar and snatched Teacher Zhou Yao’s urn!?

After all, the man was a practitioner at the mid-to-late stage of Marrow Refining. The entire sequence took less than a second, happening in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, he was clutching the urn as he crashed through the glass and leaped outside.

Yang Shen followed without hesitation, leaping down from the fourth floor.

’A mere four floors? No problem!’

Countless glass shards flew through the midair, but they couldn’t scratch Yang Shen’s skin in the slightest, merely shredding his formal suit.

’Damn it! I knew he was up to no good, but I never thought he was here to steal the ashes!’

’What are you gonna do, mix it with rice?!’

His physical constitution, far superior to others at his level, allowed Yang Shen to land solidly. He didn’t even bother to cushion the impact. As he immediately gave chase, he yelled over his shoulder, "Call the police!!"

Passersby in the complex turned their heads in shock. Huang Gang also rushed to the window, but after one glance, he decisively chose the path of self-preservation.

He wouldn’t dare jump from that height. ’A scrub like me at the Skin Refining stage has no business trying to look cool.’

Regardless of whether he could make it in time, he dialed the police while running for the stairwell, intent on following them.

Zhou Yao’s father gritted his teeth in fury, but there was nothing he could do. The gap between a Martial Arts Practitioner and an ordinary person was simply too vast.

....

Yang Shen gave chase relentlessly. Now in the initial stage of Marrow Refining, he was a far cry from the person he’d been back at the Training Camp.

But his opponent was at the mid-stage of Marrow Refining, and his straight-line acceleration was no weaker than Yang Shen’s. Yang Shen could only erupt with even greater Power, each step causing the paving stones beneath his feet to crack and shatter.

Yang Shen was the pursuer. As long as he could keep up, he could wait for the police or a passerby to help. His opponent, however, had to shake him completely to be safe.

The fleeing "Wu" understood this as well. He glanced up at the setting sun; the sky had already grown dim and yellow, but it wasn’t true night yet. He couldn’t use his stealth abilities.

So, as he ran, he secretly bit the tip of his tongue.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his own palm, drawing several messy traces. The mixture of blood and saliva held its shape, and he continued running with his hand held high.

Yang Shen was gradually closing the distance, still puzzled by his opponent’s bizarre posture, when he quickly realized what was happening.

Within a hundred-meter radius, countless mosquitos, flies, and even flying cockroaches began to rapidly converge on them. In the blink of an eye, a black swarm formed above the man in black’s head, seemingly drawn by some odor.

"Wu" turned his head, a savage grin on his face, and pointed at Yang Shen while still running at full tilt.

The next moment, thousands of disgusting insects swarmed toward him.

The sight made Yang Shen’s stomach churn. ’These Aliens who practice Witchcraft are a whole new breed of disgusting!’

’Absolutely revolting!’

At the same time, his right hand flashed into a Finger Technique!

[Bee Control Technique]!

’Good thing I know this one too!’

As Spiritual Power radiated from his palm, the black cloud of thousands of vile insects began to hesitate. They circled uncertainly, as if caught in a tug-of-war.

Fueled by his immense Qi and Blood Value, Yang Shen had only to slightly increase his power. The swarm of vile insects immediately switched allegiance, submitting to the more refined Magical Power and turning back toward the man in black.

The man in black was stunned. Everything that had happened today defied his expectations. ’How does he know the Witchcraft and Gu Technique, too?’

He vaguely recalled the fate of the Giant-mouthed Woman from the Training Camp, but he had no time to dwell on it now.

Under Yang Shen’s control, the swarm of vile insects tried to block the man in black’s path. However, while disgusting to behold, they couldn’t stop a Marrow Refining Martial Artist who had the stomach to brave the swarm.

And his opponent was clearly one such expert. Mosquitos crawled across his cheeks, cockroaches burrowed into his collar, and flies buzzed into his ears, yet his expression remained unchanged.

Yang Shen gritted his teeth and gave up on controlling the disgusting insects with the [Bee Control Technique].

’He’s a tough bastard!’

’Too bad I was at a funeral today and didn’t bring my Sun Worms!’

The man in black glanced at the sky again. Finally... it was getting dark...

He bit the tip of his tongue once more and used it to trace a more complex pattern onto his right palm.

This time, he wasn’t summoning external pests but the Gu Insects from within his own body!

The tiny legs of an insect suddenly appeared at the corner of his eye, followed by a swarm of translucent bugs crawling out from behind his eyeballs.

The man in black rounded a corner, gaining a three-second window out of Yang Shen’s line of sight, and immediately hid in the shadow of the wall.

The translucent insects opened their carapaces. Their flapping wings released a strange mist, and the man in black’s entire presence began to fade until, like a chameleon, he vanished, merging with the wall.

"Mist Gu."

It could not only mimic the colors of its surroundings but also conceal one’s aura.

Its only drawback was that if used during the day, the refraction of light would expose the illusion.

This was the exact method he had used at the Training Camp to assassinate the Innate Realm expert, Zhou Yao!

Three seconds later, Yang Shen rounded the corner in hot pursuit. From the shadows, the man in black revealed a venomous smile.

’If I didn’t have a mission from the organization to complete, I would have already ambushed this reckless student.’

However, the smile quickly froze on his face.

After rounding the corner, Yang Shen’s eyes widened. He screeched to a halt, shattering several paving stones, but he showed no hesitation.

He threw a punch straight ahead!

"What!?"

There was no concealment, no mist. All Yang Shen saw was a massive blob of Spiritual Energy Fluctuations that perfectly outlined a human figure!

It was as conspicuous as a searchlight in the dead of night!

’What is this flashy nonsense! I’ll just punch it first and figure it out later!’

The man in black only had time to throw up his arms to block before an immense Power struck him. The flimsy brick wall behind him shattered, and he was sent tumbling for two full rotations.

He scrambled to his feet and, without a word, started running again!

’Run! Running is the only option!’

’This is fucking impossible! This high school student isn’t normal!’

’How did he see through my disguise again?!’

"Put the urn down!!"

The man in black gritted his teeth, secretly regretting that he had gone out of his way to cause more trouble. But it was too late for regrets now.

Yang Shen, for his part, was annoyed that he hadn’t brought his Standard Long Spear. After all, it wasn’t exactly appropriate to carry one on your back to a funeral.

Without a weapon, he couldn’t efficiently inflict a fatal wound. His opponent’s practical combat skills might be inferior, but his cultivation realm was no lower than his own; otherwise, the chase wouldn’t have dragged on for so long.

One chasing, one fleeing, the two moved at extreme speed, covering several kilometers in the blink of an eye.

Passersby must have already called the police, given the commotion the two were making. But because Yang Shen and the man in black were moving targets and not standing still, the police weren’t able to respond so quickly.

Before they knew it, the chase had spilled onto a commercial street.

The density of pedestrians increased dramatically. It was Sunday, and this was the only bustling commercial street in Jinshui District. There were probably thousands of people here.

"Wu" showed no restraint, knocking over numerous pedestrians as he fled.

"Watch out! He’s a wanted fugitive!"

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