When the time emblem shattered, a dense and sticky green light flowed like paint, covering the entire guest room.
In Sun Mo's mind, it was as if a star had exploded. Countless pieces of knowledge gushed forth from nothing, filling up every single one of his neurons.
In that instant, Sun Mo's facial features contorted. He felt so much pain that he couldn't help but hammer his forehead with his right hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Luckily, this information flow came and went quickly. Otherwise, Sun Mo's head would have exploded from the overload.
The skills, experience, and comprehension that had been tempered for 50 years would erupt at this instant. Therefore, it wasn't that the older the time emblem was, the better it would be. It depended on the host's endurance.
It was like a computer. If too much information was input, the CPU might not be able to handle it and burn down.
Ding!
"Congratulations, the number of your Universe Formless Clones has increased to 12. The sixth level of proficiency has been upgraded to the grandmaster-grade."
After the pain lessened, Sun Mo sat on the bed, feeling numb. Even though he heard the system's congratulations, he still didn't feel happy. It was because the knowledge and experience in his mind were all complicated and disorderly.
Simply put, they were useless.
Sun Mo frowned, feeling a little regret. He had been too rash.
50 years of experience was a lot, but if you made a mistake when you first started practicing, these experiences would be useless.
"Very good, you didn't become an idiot!"
The system teased. "Also, from the looks of it, you've realized your ignorance."
Although it was teasing Sun Mo, the system heaved a sigh of relief in its heart. After all, up until now, this host's performance had been very good.
If he were to die because of something like this, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.
Sun Mo fell silent.
"Are you blaming me for not reminding you and putting you in a dangerous situation?" Putting you in danger? "The system hesitated for a moment before giving an explanation.
"I'm just a great teacher support system after all. There are some fundamental theories that I can't help you with."
The system could sell knowledge, skill books, alchemy pills, and even time. However, it wouldn't interfere with the host's thoughts. Otherwise, wouldn't all the hosts it nurtured be the same?
Before Sun Mo became a great teacher, the system needed him to become a person with his own 'personality'.
"There's no need to explain. I don't hate you!"
As a man, he still had this bit of breadth of mind. Besides, making a mistake wasn't scary. What was scary was not being able to learn from it.
The system felt at ease and wanted to crack a joke to ease the tense atmosphere. However, it discovered that Sun Mo was in deep contemplation again. Clearly, he had comprehended something. Hence, it shut its mouth.
"I've been going astray from the very beginning."
Sun Mo reflected.
The original intention of the great teacher who created the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art was to guide his students and help them grow.
Looking at each level was for the sake of teaching, not for the sake of battle. Even the fifth level, Paying someone back in their own coin, wasn't for the sake of counterattacking. Instead, it was for the sake of comprehending the opponent's cultivation technique more comprehensively and observing its destructive effects.
Next was the Universe Formless Doppelganger.
He had always treated it as a part of his battle tactics, used to mislead and deceive the enemy, and even used multiple attacks. He had never thought of using it in teaching.
The purpose of a master teacher was to impart knowledge, not to kill. Thus, the Universe Formless Clone Technique should be there to simulate a cultivation technique to practice with the main body.
Since that was the case, the clone would have its own consciousness and could retaliate on its own. Otherwise, it would be no different from hitting a punching bag.
But how could he let them have their own consciousness?
Spirit qi gushed out from Sun Mo's surroundings. Many clones appeared until there were 12 of them, almost filling up the guest room.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Sun Mo asked, but it was a pity that the clones didn't have any reaction.
Naturally, if Sun Mo commanded them, they would carry out his commands unconditionally.
Sun Mo pondered and thought of the darkness illusion dojo. How did the illusions there have their own consciousness? Gradually, Sun Mo caught a hint of inspiration.
After all, Sun Mo had stayed in the darkness illusion dojo in the ruins before and even defeated the final illusion, obtaining this strongest secret treasure. After that, he rebuilt it.
This was the most valuable experience.
Sun Mo circulated his spirit qi and then released it abruptly, charging at the glabella of one of the clones. The amount of spirit qi used would increase each time.
However, after trying over ten times, there was no reaction.
"Seems like spirit qi won't work. What if I add my consciousness?"
Sun Mo did it the moment he thought of it. He focused his attention and looked straight into the eyes of the clone, using spirit qi as a medium to attach his consciousness onto it. After that, he released it to attack the clone.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
After three cycles, the doppelganger's lifeless eyes suddenly opened.
"It's useful?"
Sun Mo was overjoyed and continued.
Suddenly.
Pak!
The clone's eyes flashed, turning from a sluggish state to a spirited one.
"It's done?"
Sun Mo immediately placed his face against the clone's and observed it carefully.
The impact of these consciousnesses were like sparks, igniting that strand of consciousness in the clone's mind, causing it to come to life.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Sun Mo waved his hand before the clone's eyes.
The clone stiffly turned its head and looked toward Sun Mo.
This feeling was like a child who had just been born and was starting to understand the world.
"Don't tell me that I have to nurture him bit by bit?"
Sun Mo felt a toothache. He didn't want to be a nanny.
Actually, Sun Mo didn't know that it was extremely difficult to raise the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art to the sixth level. It could easily take tens or even hundreds of years. It was because every genius who cultivated this cultivation art might take a different path.
Some focused on giving birth to more clones, while some did their best to nurture one. There were also some who took care of both. But no matter what, if one couldn't cultivate the sixth level to perfection, they would never be able to see the possibility of reaching the seventh level.
The previous headmasters of the Skyraise Academy would only impart cultivation arts up to the sixth level. After that, they would have to rely on their own comprehension. If they couldn't learn it, they wouldn't have the qualifications to inherit the position of headmaster.
Sun Mo had accidentally discovered his mistake so quickly and allowed a clone to give birth to consciousness in just half a night. Even if the headmaster of the Skyraise Academy were to see this, he would be astonished by his aptitude.
Of course, the reason why Sun Mo could do all this, other than being intelligent, was because he had the experience in the darkness illusion dojo and was able to make use of it.
Therefore, every bit of knowledge you have will become nourishment for your growth.
Sun Mo was very happy and wanted to ignite another clone's consciousness in one go. However, after trying twice, his head started to hurt. It was like a towel that was wrung dry forcefully. Even his brain juice was about to flow out.
"It's time to rest. You still have to participate in the championship battle tomorrow!"
The system reminded him.
"En!"
Sun Mo glanced at the sky. He could still rest for a while. Therefore, with a single thought, he dispelled the clones and returned to his bed to rest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The clones shattered into balls of red spirit qi and disappeared from the guest room. However, Sun Mo didn't notice that one of the clones in the corner had a strange look in its eyes. Before it disappeared, it cast a deep glance at Sun Mo.
Ding!
"Congratulations, your Universe Formless Clone has advanced to the half-step ancestor level!"
Sun Mo had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the system notification.
"You're intentionally not letting me get the championship, right?"
Sun Mo was speechless.
...
Another morning arrived in Westmountain City. The porridge stalls by the roadside were steaming, and the waiters were calling out their wares loudly.
It was still early, but there were already many people rushing toward the Westmountain Academy. Today was the finals of the Great Teachers Battle. The strongest dark horse of this batch against the most dazzling newcomer. This battle would definitely be fascinating.
Sun Mo woke up according to the routine and sparred with Gu Xiuxun. After that, he ate breakfast and walked toward the school. On the way, the examinees he met would point at him.
"Teacher, you are also a famous person now."
Lu Zhiruo was very happy.
"It's gold. It will always shine."
Li Ziqi would be surprised if her teacher couldn't become famous.
Ying Baiwu and the other five followed Sun Mo into the resting area. Later on, they could go to the preparation area and watch the competition from a close distance. This was the special treatment they received as Sun Mo's personal students.
"Teacher Sun, good morning!"
A middle-aged man had just greeted Sun Mo. Before he could walk over, a slightly balding man rushed out from the side and intercepted him. However, before he could finish his self-introduction, another three people rushed over.
"Teacher Sun, I'm Liang Zhan from the Leap Academy. I'm the vice-headmaster."
"Teacher Sun, do you still remember me? I'm Bai Zao, the vice-headmaster of the Virtuous Academy. I had planned to treat you to a meal, but I was worried that I'd disturb your rest and affect your chances of winning the championship. "
"What impact can there be? To Teacher Sun, the championship is already within his grasp. Oh right, I'm Jiang Mu from the Wingspread Academy. We've met before. "
A total of four people surrounded Sun Mo and spoke in an extremely friendly tone.
When the other three heard these major characters introducing themselves, they suddenly paused in their steps and didn't dare to come over. There was no solution to it. Their school was only a'D 'grade school and they were only the head of the department. Their status wasn't high enough. Even if they headhunted Sun Mo, they wouldn't succeed.
Xia Yuan had come as well and could be considered Sun Mo's group of friends and relatives. Now that she saw this scene, she was extremely envious. Look at Sun Mo's popularity. It was too terrifying.
Xia Yuan hadn't experienced headhunting before, but she had seen it before. However, the scene today still shocked her. It was because the people who came were all at the vice-headmaster level.
(When can I be as outstanding as Sun Mo?)
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Xia Yuan + 100. Respect (3,170/10000).
...
At the guest platform, the vice-headmaster of the Royal Dragon Academy had arrived very early. He snatched a good seat and was preparing to observe Sun Mo in detail.
This would determine the final price he would pay to headhunt Sun Mo.
"Old Huang, why are you still sitting here?"
An old man greeted.
"Vice-headmaster Yu!"
Huang Hai turned his head and saw that it was the vice-headmaster of Shanyue Academy. After greeting him, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"I saw Old Jiang, Old Bai, and the others waiting backstage. If you don't hurry up, Sun Mo will definitely be headhunted."
Old Yu sat down.
"What?"
Huang Hai started and subconsciously wanted to stand up. However, he endured it. If he were to be in such a hurry, it would make it seem like his school wasn't reserved.
"It's fine. My Royal Dragon Academy is the number one famous school in the 'C' grade!"
Huang Hai pretended to be confident.
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