Everyone Is Non-Human Except Me [Rebirth] Chapter 16

After the sorting ceremony, new students from each academy were taken away by academy-level instructors to assign dorms and classes.

Wei Huan was distracted the entire way. He didn’t know where this so-called fire came from, or how it had ended up in this human body.

A waist-high fire rat wearing glasses led a group of students to a classroom. “Students of Combat Preparedness Class One, please find your seat according to your name. The teacher will explain the relevant matters shortly.”

Wei Huan followed the group into the classroom. Several monsters who clearly disliked him shoved at his arm with mocking expressions on their faces.

Childish. Already in university and still playing schoolyard bully?

Wei Huan’s brow twitched as he looked around the classroom. Above every seat floated a glowing red name tag.

He wasn’t used to his new name, so he just searched for “Wei Heng.” Finally spotting it in a corner, he walked over and sat down.

Even though he was officially in Yansui now, Wei Huan still didn’t feel a sense of belonging—and couldn’t figure out why. If he truly had fire abilities, why was he still human?

He tried to sense any trace of demonic aura in this body—but found nothing. It really was a human body, without the slightest trace of a demon.

[There is fire in your body.]

Yun Yang’s words echoed over and over in his head. Wei Huan looked down and snapped his fingers—nothing. He clapped his hands—just a few sharp sounds, no flame in sight.

“So noisy.”

A familiar voice. Wei Huan looked up—Yang Ling, the one who had once beaten him into a hospital bed. She had two braided pigtails again, swinging as she spoke. This time she wore the Yansui Academy uniform—a wine-red blazer and pleated skirt embroidered with golden-red vermilion patterns.

Yang Ling’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed, full of haughty air. “What’re you looking at? Still want another beating from this young lady?”

Spoiled brat. Wei Huan put on a cheeky smile. “I was wondering who it was. An old acquaintance! You’re in Yansui too?” Then he slapped his mouth playfully. “Pfft, of course the young miss would be here! Your Crimson Lotus True Flame is amazing—you’re the future star of Yansui, pillar of Shanhai, pride of the demon realm. On the battlefield, you’ll shine the brightest—”

“Quit kissing up. I don’t need you to say that.” Despite her words, the corners of Yang Ling’s mouth curled upward as she looked him up and down. “But you, weakling—how’d you end up in Yansui? That old tree Yun Yang must really be losing it.”

“Totally senile,” Wei Huan nodded solemnly.

Yang Ling added, “I can say that. You can’t.”

Wei Huan blinked. “Big sisters can, but little sisters can’t?”

“You—!”

Seeing her getting riled up again, he quickly softened his tone. “Okay, okay, I can’t. You can. You can do anything.”

“Hmph. Probably didn’t even know where to sort you, so just shoved you into Yansui at random.” She turned around, and her pigtails smacked Wei Huan’s face. “Let’s see how long you last.”

Rubbing his face, Wei Huan muttered, “Exactly. Probably did a round of eenie-meenie-miney-moe and I landed in Yansui.”

Yang Ling turned again, her twin tails whipping toward him like weapons. But this time, Wei Huan dodged just in time.

“You’re full of cr*p. Shanhai’s sorting ceremony would never be that sloppy.”

Wei Huan’s ability to go with the wind was unmatched. “Right! I was just talking nonsense.” He added with faux solemnity, “A man’s mouth is full of lies.”

“You—!” Yang Ling was ready to argue back, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence. As if she saw something, she quickly pulled her pointing hand back and lowered her head like nothing had happened.

Seeing her reaction, Wei Huan curiously followed her gaze.

A tall girl entered the classroom, also wearing Yansui’s wine-red uniform. Her straight black hair fell to her waist, with three thin braids running tight along her right temple. A tuft of snow-white fur dangled from her right ear, brushing against her sharp shoulder.

As she walked, nine snowy, elegant fox tails swayed behind her.

A fox? Wei Huan thought. Back when he entered the academy in his past life, there had also been a nine-tailed fox—but a male one. Though he’d inherited the typical beauty of the nine-tailed clan, he was nothing but a showpiece. Mediocre talent, and spent all day keeping humans as pets and partying.

Everyone knew nine-tailed foxes produced beauties—usually sultry, seductive ones. But this girl, though her features were delicate and her eyes the classic fox shape, carried a sharp, cold air of commanding presence.

The only particularly striking feature was the pair of cinnabar moles nestled at the inner corners of her eyes, slightly slanting downward, perfectly symmetrical—easily the most seductive part of her entire face.

“Campus belle, hands down,” Wei Huan lay lazily across his desk, bored out of his mind. Remembering that Yang Ling was right beside him, he quickly added for self-preservation, “Not saying you’re not pretty, of course. Your style is also…” Mid-sentence, he noticed Yang Ling’s whole body had gone tense, her face blushing, and her large eyes fixed unmoving on the nine-tailed girl who had just walked in.

“Hey.” Wei Huan waved a hand in front of her face. “You okay?”

“N-no problem…” Yang Ling quickly ducked her head and pretended to read, flipping through her book noisily. Amused, Wei Huan pressed down on the book and turned it around. “It’s upside down.”

Startled, Yang Ling immediately stuffed the book into her desk drawer.

“Hey, Eldest Miss, do you owe her money or something?” Wei Huan looked toward the nine-tailed girl who had now taken her seat. “Who is she?”

Yang Ling got flustered and burst out cursing: “I do not! You’re the one who owes money, you stupid human!”

Wei Huan gave a dry laugh. “Stupid human”? What kind of childish insult was that?

Yang Ling added, “She’s a nine-tailed fox, name’s Yan Shanyue. She’s amazing—like really, really amazing.” Her face brimmed with admiration, and as if her words weren’t convincing enough, she immediately added, “Sister Shanyue got first place in the Shanhai entrance exam!”

What the h*ll? She’s the top scorer? I finally found my savior!

Wei Huan jolted upright and was just about to run over when Yang Ling yanked him back into his seat. “What are you doing?!”

“I need to talk to her!” Wei Huan didn’t hesitate—he planted his hands on Yang Ling’s desk and vaulted over it, darting straight toward Yan Shanyue with a serious expression. “Classmate Yan, I need to speak with you.”

Yan Shanyue lifted her eyes. Her gaze wasn’t as cold as Wei Huan expected—it was more like how you’d look at a small animal. Her tone was neutral: “You’re that human.”

“Can I talk to you privately?” Wei Huan wished he could cry on the spot, but all he could manage was a pitiful and helpless expression. “It’s really important. Please.”

Yan Shanyue looked him straight in the eyes. “Right here is fine.”

“This isn’t the place,” Wei Huan glanced around. Many students were already looking their way. “Too many people.”

“Here is fine,” Yan Shanyue said as she raised her index and middle fingers and casually traced a coin-sized circle in the air.

In an instant, the black circle expanded rapidly, like a fast-growing black hole. A flash of white light—then suddenly, it was just the two of them. The noisy classroom had vanished, replaced by a quiet, empty forest.

A nine-tailed fox’s illusion art.

Wei Huan finally relaxed. This nine-tailed girl was a lot easier to deal with than she looked. Not like Yun Yongzhou—now that guy was cold inside and out. Seems like his pitiful face earlier worked pretty well. He should use it more often…

“Speak,” Yan Shanyue said.

Wei Huan quickly pulled himself out of his smug expression and straightened up. “Right, okay.”

Then, bracing himself, he dropped to his knees. “Nine-tailed fox sister! Please save this child!”