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Chapter 1315

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Ji Shiwen didn't put on the airs of a saint and treated Sun Mo extremely well, arranging everything in an orderly manner.

"He only treats his son like this, right?"

Gu Xiuxun was very astonished. Sun Mo was indeed very outstanding, but he was someone else's beloved child after all, right?

If it wasn't for the fact that she knew Ji Shiwen didn't have a daughter, Gu Xiuxun would suspect that he planned to treat Sun Mo as his son-in-law. Also, Ji Shiwen didn't have a son either.

It was because he didn't have a wife until now.

Sun Mo tactfully told Ji Shiwen that he didn't need luxurious residences, delicacies, and beautiful maids. Simple meals were enough.

For the next half a month, Sun Mo held three classes every day. He lectured in the Skyraise Academy, directly proving his talent. Some people who had doubts and wanted to challenge him now shut their mouths.

Young great teachers were inferior to Sun Mo, but high-star great teachers did have some capabilities. However, they didn't dare to challenge him. After all, they were much older than Sun Mo.

If he won, it should be fine. But if he lost, his reputation would hit rock bottom.

Hence, Sun Mo gained a great sense of existence.

...

In the Skyraise Academy, Ji Shiwen accompanied Sun Mo and strolled around the campus.

"How's the atmosphere in our school?"

Ji Shiwen placed his hands behind his back and looked at the passing teachers and students. He was like a farmer looking at the seedlings in his field, filled with pride and anticipation.

"Very good!"

Sun Mo spoke honestly. The atmosphere in the Skyraise Academy was very strong. They didn't feel complacent or slack off just because they were in a top-tier school. On the contrary, they cherished their time even more and treated every day as though it was the last day of their lives.

That sense of urgency and thirst for knowledge made Sun Mo feel far inferior.

"I wonder how the saint taught them?"

Sun Mo humbly sought guidance.

It was said that these changes were brought about by Ji Shiwen.

"Our lives might seem very long, but sleeping takes up one-third of it. After deducting the time spent on eating, relaxing, commuting, etc., the time spent on work is less than half. Just thinking about it makes me feel pitiful!"

Ji Shiwen looked at the teaching building not far away. It was brightly lit. "Many people's lives are spent in vain. There's no meaning to it."

Sun Mo fell silent.

"I only told them that only time and talent can't be wasted!"

Ji Shiwen was a very busy person, and he hated wasting time.

Sun Mo didn't know that ever since he came to the Skyraise Academy, Ji Shiwen had been accompanying him. This was the most leisurely period of time Ji Shiwen had ever had since he started attending school at the age of 12.

The concept of playing and relaxing did not exist in Ji Shiwen's mind.

"Just like how we laugh at the ignorance of summer insects, when compared to the long river of time, aren't our lives just a drop in the ocean?"

Ji Shiwen sighed. "Time will annihilate everything. If you want to leave a trace of your life, you must create a great cause that will not be erased by time!"

Sun Mo was stunned when he heard that.

Wasn't this dream a little too lofty?

I'm such an insignificant person, I'm afraid I don't deserve to hear it, right?

Sun Mo had the thought of becoming a saint. After all, that was the pinnacle of life. But honestly speaking, he didn't give it his all. This was especially so after his relationship with Gu Xiuxun grew warmer. He felt that such a salted fish life wasn't bad.

"Teacher Sun, do you want to be the headmaster of the Skyraise Academy?"

Ji Shiwen turned his head and looked at Sun Mo. His gaze contained encouragement, admiration, and hope.

"Ah?"

Sun Mo was stunned.

"As long as you agree, I'll help you clear the remaining path!"

Ji Shiwen smiled.

"Aren't you thinking too highly of me?"

Sun Mo smiled in self-mockery.

Although Ji Shiwen made it sound easy, Sun Mo knew that this was very difficult.

In any circle, there would always be people with vested interests.

For example, the Skyraise Academy had three vice-headmasters, and each of them had a power behind them. If Sun Mo suddenly interfered, it would mean that he was going to take away the biggest piece of the cake. How could they possibly agree?

In this famous school, there were members of the most top-notch and noblest social classes in the Nine Provinces. There were also the most intelligent, the most powerful, and the most talented new generations. These students would become the rulers of a certain domain in the Nine Provinces in the future.

If Sun Mo became the headmaster, he could influence the three views of these students and make this world develop in the direction he wanted.

If he became the headmaster of so many geniuses, how terrifying would Sun Mo's influence be? At the very least, he would be able to give birth to a superpower clan.

If Sun Mo was a little more shameless and held on to this position, his clan would be able to continue on.

"Humans are creatures filled with emotions and desires. Giving birth to children, extending the clan, and maintaining wealth are things that are rooted in one's nature. It's impossible to erase them."

Ji Shiwen then looked at some great teachers who were passing by in the distance. "I didn't ask them to selflessly contribute, but I also don't wish to see many great teacher clans continue on for 1,000 years.

"Just like how a big tree will grow worms and wither if it grows for too long, a clan that exists for too long will also give rise to all sorts of problems that will harm the world.

"As for those ordinary humans, they are like ants that can't struggle and will be harmed."

Sun Mo rubbed his nose. "Saint, you think too highly of me. I will also marry and have children. I also wish to leave all my wealth and knowledge to them. Of course, I don't wish for them to live a poor and lowly life."

Sun Mo knew that Ji Shiwen didn't marry and have children. It couldn't be that he had such a great ambition, right?

"I like your honesty!"

Ji Shiwen laughed and patted Sun Mo's shoulder hard.

"Hehe!"

Sun Mo felt a little overwhelmed by the favor.

"I don't expect you to put everything down and work hard for the sake of making the world a better place!"

Ji Shiwen teased. "I just feel that since we have to choose a successor anyway, why not choose a junior with more vision, more talent, and a greater sense of justice and ideals?"

Sun Mo bowed slightly, thanking Ji Shiwen for his great kindness.

"How about it? Do you want to be the headmaster of the Skyraise Academy?"

Ji Shiwen asked.

Sun Mo shook his head. "I can't bear such a heavy responsibility!"

Ji Shiwen looked seriously at Sun Mo. He wasn't disappointed and smiled instead.

Sun Mo's reply meant that he could recognize himself and could withstand the temptation.

"No matter what, you still have a lot of time!"

Ji Shiwen smiled. "Oh right, young people must know how to control themselves. Don't spoil your body."

Swoosh!

Sun Mo's face turned red. He knew that the matter between him and Gu Xiuxun had been seen through by the headmaster.

However, he had been too indulgent recently.

This was the strong back of someone at the Longevity Realm. Even now, he was starting to feel a little sore.

The conversation after the meal was very pleasant.

After Sun Mo bade farewell to Ji Shiwen, he walked toward the library.

Ji Shiwen looked at Sun Mo's back view, and his expression gradually turned cold, exuding a sense of desolation. "It's a pity that I'm running out of time soon!"

(I have to find an outstanding leader for the Skyraise Academy as soon as possible.)

Although the three vice-headmasters weren't bad, they had no hope of improving. This meant that they were unable to bring about miracles.

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