"Get up and speak!"
Sun Mo placed one hand behind his back and assessed the young girl. "What difficulties do you have?"
As the sky was too dark and the young girl was kneeling under the shadow of the tree, Sun Mo couldn't see her face clearly. He could only see that her body was trembling, clearly experiencing a huge psychological conflict.
"I... I..."
The young girl stuttered but didn't get up.
"What's your name?"
Sun Mo had been a teacher for so many years and had seen many students with different personalities.
The one before him clearly belonged to the shy category. Hence, he started with the simplest question to ease the young girl's nervousness.
"I... I'm sorry for disturbing you."
After saying that, the young girl got up and ran. However, the sky was too dark and she didn't know the way. After running for a few steps, she slipped and tripped on a piece of rock.
"Ah!"
The young girl screamed.
"Where are you injured?"
Sun Mo quickly chased after her and squatted down to check.
"I... Boohoohoo!"
The young girl buried her head in her knees and cried out.
"Your knee is scraped."
Sun Mo stretched out his hand and checked the young girl's right leg. After that, he slid his hand down and touched her ankle. "Other than a slight sprain on your ankle, there's no other problem. I'll help you massage it!"
Sun Mo performed the bone setting technique and treated her quietly, not asking anything.
Gradually, the young girl who had cried enough stabilized her emotions.
"Teacher, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
The young girl apologized.
"You came to me for help because you care about others, but you're worried that your actions will make the situation of 'others' worse. That's why you don't know what to do, right?"
Sun Mo asked and activated Divine Sight.
An Rou, 17 years old. Peak of the spirit-refinement realm.
Strength: 19. Don't be fooled by your weak martial strength. You can kill a bull with one punch.
Intellect: 17. Not considered extremely smart, but your intelligence surpasses others. You can beat 80% of your peers.
Agility: 18. Your current cultivation art isn't able to unleash your advantage in speed.
Will: 14. Too weak. Because you've been protected too well, you haven't experienced any major setbacks.
Endurance: 16. You're lacking a lot in terms of endurance. You rely on your talent to survive.
...
Potential value: Extremely high.
Note: You're a weakling in terms of will. After all, you're from a wealthy family and don't have to worry about food and clothing.
You know that you're working hard, but it's not enough. If you continue like this, your talent will be wasted.
Note: Please try a hundred times harder.
"Teacher … I … What should I do?"
An Rou sobbed, feeling wronged like a little wild cat.
"If you don't mind, tell me your story?"
Sun Mo smiled. He placed one hand on his knees and the other on his shoulder, carrying An Rou. "Let's go. I'll bring you to a good place!"
Being supported by Sun Mo's big hands, An Rou's face turned red.
Aiya, so embarrassing!
Not long later, Sun Mo landed on the roof of the private library.
"It's a pity that there's no moon tonight!"
Sun Mo put An Rou down and smiled. "But the wind isn't bad."
An Rou was very nervous. She lowered her head, not knowing what to say.
"You're already at the peak of the Spirit Refinement Realm. At your age, you can be said to have far surpassed your peers. What's there to be unhappy about?"
Sun Mo teased, "If it was me, my nose would be so high up in the sky, not placing anyone in my eyes."
Hearing Sun Mo's interesting words, An Rou burst out laughing.
"Teacher, you must be joking. You're not that kind of person!"
An Rou felt that her teacher was very gentle and approachable. He was already the number one great teacher in Jinling at such a young age. She didn't see her teacher as arrogant usually.
(Wait a minute.
How does Teacher know that I'm at the peak of the Spirit Refinement Realm?)
(The Ancient Dragon Capturing Hands is actually so terrifying?)
(He knows my realm just by hugging me?)
"Your condition is very good and you haven't reached a bottleneck. As long as you work a little harder, you'll be able to step into the blood-ignition realm in at most three months. I don't understand why you're so vexed."
Sun Mo suggested, "It's better for you to relax your mind."
"But … but … there's no time."
An Rou mumbled.
"What do you mean there's no time?"
Sun Mo frowned. "You can treat me as a friend and tell me about it!"
Sigh!
(It's easy for me to earn favorable impression points. I've even started to work part-time as a psychiatrist.)
However, the mood of a girl in her prime was like the weather in June, changing at the drop of a hat. It was hard to fathom. Guys were better. Everything would be resolved after a few bottles of beer and an open heart.
"The 4-star great teacher examination is about to begin. Teacher, do you think I'll be able to get a good ranking in the personal disciples battle?"
An Rou lifted her head and looked at Sun Mo with a face filled with hope.
"Which great teacher's personal student are you?"
Sun Mo counter-asked, changing the topic. (Let alone someone at the spirit-refinement realm like you, even someone at the blood-ignition realm isn't good enough. Without the divine force realm as a foundation, you won't even have the qualifications to go up the arena.)
An Rou hesitated for a moment but still said, "Teacher Jin Mujie!"
"Huh?"
Sun Mo was stunned and assessed An Rou again. "If it's Teacher Jin, I remember that she has an amazing personal student under her. There's no need for you to go up."
(But why do you feel so stressed?)
"Eldest... Eldest Martial Brother won't be able to do it."
An Rou had a pained look on her face as she grabbed her hair with force.
"Teacher Jin and I are close friends. You can tell me in detail. I'll definitely keep it a secret."
Sun Mo continued to ask.
"We're the ones who've held Teacher back!"
An Rou blamed herself.
Given Jin Mujie's strength, she had long since met the requirements to become a 4-star great teacher. However, her personal students were disappointing.
Second Martial Sister, who was the most amazing, had died during a pioneering expedition in the Darkness Continent.
Eldest Martial Brother worked very hard, but the pressure was too great. Although he pretended to be very confident on the surface, An Rou had seen him secretly drinking to drown his sorrows. He had even gone to the Red Joy Brothel to drink and get drunk.
"Eldest Martial Brother just joined the school early. His talent and strength are ordinary. Second Martial Sister should have been the one to participate in the personal disciples battle, but she died. The cultivation bases of the others aren't high enough, so Eldest Martial Brother can only go up himself."
An Rou spoke a little incoherently, but Sun Mo still understood.
To put it bluntly, Eldest Martial Brother, whom Jin Mujie had placed high hopes on, was under too much pressure and had a mental breakdown. An Rou knew that he wasn't reliable and thus planned on going up herself.
As her cultivation base wasn't high enough, An Rou came to look for Sun Mo, wanting to improve through God Hands.
However, An Rou had a personal teacher. Therefore, something like begging Sun Mo was a taboo. If Jin Mujie were to find out about this, she might be punished.
In serious cases, she might even be expelled from the school.
Of course, An Rou felt conflicted because even though she had improved tremendously and obtained a good ranking in the personal disciples battle, it was because of Sun Mo's guidance. She felt that she had let down Teacher Jin.
"Ever since Second Martial Sister died, Teacher never mentioned the matter of taking the 4-star great teacher examination again. I don't know why, but she suddenly brought it up this year."
An Rou cried like a deserter, wanting nothing more than for Jin Mujie to never mention this matter again.
"There are some things that a person would have to face eventually. Could it be that they can avoid it forever?"
Sun Mo sighed in his heart. He reckoned that 80% of the reason why Jin Mujie wanted to participate in the star-level examination was because of the pressure brought by him.
After he passed the year-end examination, he would be a 3-star great teacher and be on the same level as her.
To any genius who was also a great teacher's senior, this was something that was unacceptable. After all, her pride that hadn't died would allow her to fight.
"We're the ones who held Teacher back!"
An Rou's tears fell down with pitter patter.
Sun Mo hadn't wanted to make a move and wanted An Rou to rely on her own capabilities to strive for a breakthrough. It was because such experience would be beneficial to her in the future. However, when he saw that her will kept on weakening, to the point that it had even fallen below the single digits, he felt that he had to take action.
"Since others can't be relied on, then do it yourself. You can also help Teacher Jin bring back the title of a 4-star great teacher."
Sun Mo encouraged her.
"Really?"
An Rou raised her head abruptly and hugged Sun Mo's arm. Her eyes gleamed as if she had discovered her last life-saving straw. She looked at Sun Mo with hope in her eyes.
"En!"
Sun Mo braced himself and lied. At the very least, he could temper An Rou's will during these two months. "But you'll have to pay an extremely great price."
"I'm not afraid of suffering!"
An Rou clenched her small fists.
"Is that so?"
As Sun Mo said this, he grabbed the back of An Rou's neck and exerted force with his five fingers.
An Rou almost cried out in pain. However, just as she let out a sound, she held it in.
Sun Mo didn't waste his breath either. His hands pressed down on An Rou's body with great force and brutality. This was also a type of tempering.
An Rou was in so much pain that her entire body was trembling. However, she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.
The ancient massage technique was activated!
As An Rou didn't work hard enough, she had only stimulated over 60% of her body's potential. Right now, Sun Mo had stimulated all of them.
Very soon, An Rou was in so much pain that she was drenched in sweat. It was as if she had just been fished out of the water. With a twist of her school uniform, one would be able to squeeze out a handful of water.
15 minutes later.
Boom!
Spirit qi erupted from An Rou's body, forming a spirit qi tornado above her head. It then absorbed the spirit qi in the surroundings and channeled it into her body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With Sun Mo guarding her, An Rou stepped into the blood-ignition realm steadily.
"I... I... leveled up?"
An Rou sensed the changes in her body and felt that the pain she had endured earlier was worth it.
Of course, the most important thing was that the God Hands were super amazing!
"Teacher, thank you for your grace!"
An Rou knelt down and kowtowed to Sun Mo.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from An Rou + 1,000. Reverence (2,100/10000).
"Get up first!"
Sun Mo didn't claim credit for himself. "Given your aptitude, you'll be able to step into the blood-ignition realm in at most two to three months. I merely accelerated this process. Also, if you want to help Teacher Jin, then the pain and suffering you have to endure today will be ten times more than today."
"I'm not afraid!"
An Rou's gaze was resolute.
"Alright, you can go back first. Tomorrow morning, come to the villa to look for me. I'll write a training plan for you."
Sun Mo felt that he should look for Jin Mujie to discuss this. From the looks of it, her condition had already affected the students.
Drinking wine with prostitutes?
She really deserved to be punished!
(I've never been to one before.)
"Teacher, I'll take my leave then."
An Rou left. As the path ahead was no longer bleak, there was a smile on her face, making her look even more beautiful.
"Teacher, you're so gentle!"
Qin Yaoguang walked out from the shadow of the library's pillar. She lifted her head and looked at Sun Mo, teasing.
"How long have you been watching?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"From the moment you exerted force and started touching that girl."
Qin Yaoguang spoke bluntly.
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