"Host's authority level is too low. No comment!"
The system's voice was cold and emotionless.
"Then how much authority level do I need? Me to become a saint? "
Sun Mo was displeased. "Other than using this excuse to fool people, do you know anything else?"
"That's right, saint!"
The system gave a clear standard for the first time. "At that time, I will tell you the origin of the system and why I chose you as my host!"
"What if I can't become a saint?"
The number of saints in the Nine Provinces could be counted on one's fingers. Even with the system's help, Sun Mo didn't feel that he could succeed.
It was because becoming a saint was no longer a test from the Saint Gate. Instead, one had to reach a certain mental state. It was a qualitative change after accumulating enough knowledge, life, and experience.
Even if those secondary saints made sufficient preparations, they wouldn't dare to guarantee that they would succeed.
It was truly too difficult to become a saint.
"I will kill you and find a new host!"
The system wasn't threatening him. It was stating a very ordinary fact. "I admire you very much. So, don't disappoint me."
"..."
Sun Mo understood. Either he became a saint or he died on the path to becoming one. Wanting to be a secondary saint and wait for death to pass away?
The system wouldn't allow it.
"Speaking of which, is there no way to get rid of the system?"
After this thought appeared in his mind, Sun Mo quickly tossed it away because he didn't know if the system could read his thoughts.
"Alchemy pills?"
Wang Huo's eyes brightened.
Among his ancestors, there was no lack of outstanding people who wanted to perfect the Nine Desolation True Dragon Art. They had also thought of using the external environment to disperse the scorching true dragon force in their bodies.
Cold ponds, ice caves, and even the rarer and more precious cold jade beds to build coldsteel training rooms...
They had all tried, but the effects weren't good enough.
It would be perfect if there were alchemy pills.
Wait a minute.
Where did Sun Mo learn about the Nine Desolation True Dragon Art?
Wang Huo's countenance turned unsightly. After all, this was a family heirloom. If Sun Mo knew about it...
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The bell signaling the end of the class rang out.
"Everyone, today's public lecture will end here!"
Sun Mo returned to the rostrum.
Pak pak pak!
Enthusiastic applause rang out.
This lesson had truly broadened everyone's horizons. They wished that Sun Mo could continue speaking. This was what everyone felt.
Sun Mo pressed his hands down, indicating for everyone to be quiet.
The five hundred people in the classroom instantly fell silent.
This rallying power made all the big shots raise their eyebrows with grave expressions.
This meant that Sun Mo had already convinced them with his teaching capabilities.
He's awesome.
"I'm sure many of you have already heard of my objective in coming to the Black-White Academy. That's right, I'm here to recruit some graduates and build the Central Province Academy into a supreme school that isn't inferior to the Nine Greats.
"Of course, I also welcome all master teachers to guide me!"
Sun Mo's smile was very refreshing. There wasn't the slightest bit of awkwardness from pulling people over in public. "As for the salary, as long as you guys dare to mention it, I'll dare to accept it!"
"In any case, in the Central Province Academy, not only will you be satisfied materially, but you will also be more satisfied spiritually."
"Thank you everyone!"
Sun Mo left, but the classroom was still very quiet.
Quite a number of people knew that Sun Mo was here to recruit graduates. They felt that it was fine to do this in private as everyone had a tacit understanding. However, if he were to say it out in public, wouldn't he be looking down on the Black-White Academy?
(Or rather, aren't you treating the Central Province Academy too seriously?)
"Teacher Sun is probably going to return empty-handed this time around."
Tang Qian felt a wave of heartache for Sun Mo.
"That's right. Even if everyone's brains are damaged, they won't give up the chance to stay in school and go to the Central Province Academy!"
Zhang Guoping sighed.
Sun Mo's lecture was extremely good, but water flowed downwards while humans walked upwards. This was an unchanging logic since ancient times.
Everyone was discussing and didn't leave. Because they were still reminiscing about Sun Mo's lecture, Wang Chao stood up and chased after Sun Mo, appearing especially eye-catching.
"Teacher Sun, please wait!"
Wang Chao strode forward and caught up to Sun Mo.
Right now, many students were gathered in the corridor. They had discovered that Sun Mo was giving a lecture here halfway and hence stopped to watch the show.
"Sir, do you have any guidance for me?"
Sun Mo smiled.
In public, he had to control his temperament very well.
"My surname is Wang, and my name is Chao. Teacher Sun, you can just call me Teacher Wang."
Wang Chao introduced himself.
"Teacher Wang!"
Sun Mo silently mused. The combination of these two words was tyrannical.
"I wish to ask Teacher Sun if you've seen the Nine Desolation True Dragon Art before?"
After Wang Chao spoke, he stared at Sun Mo, wanting to determine if Sun Mo had said anything through his expression.
"I've seen it before!"
Sun Mo was magnanimous and couldn't be bothered to hide anything.
Si ~
When the people in the surroundings heard this word, they were instantly shocked and subconsciously glanced at Wang Chao.
Even though he had guessed this result, Wang Chao still couldn't accept it when he heard it personally. For a time, he felt a stifling feeling in his chest.
"Teacher Wang, if there's nothing else, I'll make a move first. I still have to prepare for my lecture!"
Sun Mo didn't wish to say anything more.
"Wait a minute, may I be bold enough to ask you a final question? Are you cultivating the complete version?"
Wang Chao was filled with anticipation and trepidation. It was like when he was young, holding onto the presents he had saved up to sell and standing under the willow tree, waiting for the girl he loved.
"I didn't learn it!"
Sun Mo shrugged.
"Why?"
Without Wang Chao saying anything, someone blurted out.
(It's a peerless-grade heaven-tier cultivation art. You actually didn't learn it?
Is your brain soaked in shit?)
Sun Mo smiled and didn't reply. He turned and left.
I look down on you!
I cultivate the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art and the Great Desolate Dragon Subduing Scripture. Those are the ultimate divine arts of the Skyraise Academy and Dragon Subduing Academy.
Moreover, he could learn An Xinhui's Great Dream Heart Sutra at any time!
I'm not interested in your True Dragon Spell, even if it's the complete version.
Wang Huo's expression kept changing. There was relief, disappointment, and a hint of unwillingness.
My Wang Clan treasures our family heirloom, yet you are dismissive of it?
How arrogant must he be?
"Why didn't he answer?"
Many people were curious.
"It's said that Sun Mo's martial arts are extremely powerful. Moreover, he possesses several peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation arts."
"That's right. His disciples just obtained first and second place in the Personal Disciples Battle of the 4-star great teacher examination."
"F * ck, is he that awesome?"
Everyone was stunned.
…
The Black-White Academy's arrangements were very thorough. They even prepared a resting room for Sun Mo.
"Teacher, congratulations! You've achieved victory!"
Li Ziqi passed a teacup over. "Drink some water to moisten your throat."
Not only had she and Lu Zhiruo gone to watch Sun Mo's lesson, but they had also recorded the entire process so that they could savor it in the future.
"It's only a victory if I can recruit students!"
Sun Mo frowned.
It wasn't enough to rely on his charisma alone. He still had to talk about his dreams and give enough money.
"How's the information I asked you to gather?"
Sun Mo asked the little sunny egg to gather information on the most outstanding younger generation in the Black-White Academy. He was planning to start from them.
"There are two strongest ones. Bai Fu has a photographic memory and also has the Single Point Spirit Connection. No matter what she learns, she'll be able to understand it with just a hint."
Li Ziqi took out a small booklet and passed it to Sun Mo. "However, for the past two years, she's been neglecting her cultivation and teaching. She's writing books every day!"
"Writing books?"
Sun Mo frowned. "She's an intellectual girl?"
"I guess so?"
Li Ziqi wasn't sure either. This Bai Fu lived in seclusion and she didn't have the chance to observe her personally.
"It's very hard to deal with an intellectual girl. Moreover, it's one thing for her to read books, but what is she writing?"
Sun Mo was speechless. "Doesn't she know that writing books is a dead-end?"
"Teacher, it's easier if she's an intellectual girl. Write the second half of [Journey to the West] and I guarantee that she'll become your fan and follow you!"
Lu Zhiruo suggested.
From her point of view, [Journey to the West] was a divine book that was extremely good to read.
Sun Mo rolled his eyes at Lu Zhiruo. [Journey to the West] and [Three Kingdoms] were for boys. If he wanted to capture a female intellectual girl, he had to read [Dream of the Red Chamber].
"Go and find out more about Bai Fu!"
Sun Mo instructed. If this girl was really very impressive, Sun Mo didn't mind writing another half of [Dream of the Red Chamber].
"Mn, the second one is Song Huigen. However, for the past year or so, he's been focusing all his energy on comprehending the black-and-white chessboard. It's said that he wants to win against heaven by half a chess piece."
Li Ziqi smiled and her eyes curved. "Teacher, why don't you go and solve the profoundness of the black-and-white chessboard?"
"Don't speak nonsense. You'll attract too much hatred."
Sun Mo reminded, "But the recruitment is almost done. You can go and take a look!"
Because it was the first day of teaching, Sun Mo's schedule wasn't very tight. The second period was scheduled for 2 pm.
This was to let Sun Mo rest his mind and prevent him from screwing up.
...
Tang Qian wasn't interested in spirit runes, but she craved Sun Mo's body. Hence, after lunch, she came to reserve a seat. However, she discovered that it was already full.
"What are they doing?"
Tang Qian was unhappy.
"These students will have to leave later!"
Zhang Guoping knew that the commotion caused by Sun Mo's lecture had been fermented. Hence, these people came because of his reputation.
As expected, after 1 pm, more and more great teachers came. Moreover, their stars were getting higher and higher. How would these students still dare to sit? All of them gave up their seats.
Hence, when the bell rang and Sun Mo walked into the classroom, he discovered that it was overcrowded.
There were many teachers standing behind him.
(Students?
Sorry, they aren't qualified to be here.)
"..."
Sun Mo was speechless. (Don't you guys have lessons?)
However, he didn't mind. It didn't matter to him. It didn't matter if there was one sheep or two.
"For this lesson, we will talk about the study of spirit runes."
Sun Mo took out a circuit board spirit rune and pasted it on the blackboard.
Hua ~
Everyone was in an uproar.
Basically, everyone had used spirit runes before and roughly knew what they were. However, what the hell was this spirit rune that Sun Mo took out?
It was because the spirit rune he pasted out was different from traditional diagrams. The lines were horizontal and vertical, looking very strange. However, there was a different kind of beauty to it.
"Is there anyone who can tell me what spirit runes are?"
Sun Mo asked.
No one replied.
Although Sun Mo's God Hands were famous, no one had seen it before. However, in the study of spirit runes, ever since the Imperial Sky Spirit Rune appeared, he was publicly recognized as the number one.
Before an ancestor-level character like him, no one dared to breathe too loudly.
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