After Sun Mo returned to school, he started to enter seclusion in the Wind King Divine Hall.
Firstly, it was to prepare for the 3-star master teacher examination, and secondly, it was to hide from others.
As the news of him comprehending the Battlegod Catalog spread out, his fame also grew. Many major characters took the initiative to send over their visiting cards, wanting to get to know him.
These people were not coveting this divine art. They were purely here to make friends and form good karma so that it would be convenient for them to interact in the future.
All of the visitors were important figures in Jinling.
This also meant that Sun Mo had finally been accepted by the highest echelons of authority in this city. However, Sun Mo found it troublesome and used seclusion as an excuse to avoid it.
Of course, there were still some people he had to meet.
For example, Zheng Qingfang.
"Sun Mo, one mustn't be too virtuous."
Zheng Qingfang used his philosophy of life to remind Sun Mo. "As long as a person is alive, there will always be all sorts of social circles. For some people, even if you don't like them, you still have to get to know them."
"Even a secondary saint would need a large amount of resources if they want to advance further. If they don't make friends with some big shots, they can't possibly gather the resources themselves, right? How much time would that waste? "
"The smartest secondary saint is to transform his influence into resources that can allow him or his subordinates to climb to a higher level."
"Moreover, if you want to revitalize the Central Province Academy, you won't be able to do without these major characters."
A true big shot would have a complicated network. When faced with a crisis, he would be able to raise his arm and call for help, and his followers would gather. He would not be alone.
"I've learned a lot!"
Sun Mo listened to the advice and used half a month's time to receive these major characters and attend various banquets.
In the past, Zheng Qingfang would always reject these invitations. But this time around, in order to support Sun Mo, he would definitely show up.
One must know that this person was an old official who had served for three dynasties. His influence in the Great Tang was extremely great.
In the eyes of those major characters, Sun Mo's value had increased by quite a bit.
…
"Great Teacher Sun is very handsome, but it's a pity that he is already engaged. If not, I really want to marry my daughter to him."
A merchant was full of regret.
The senior officials at the side couldn't help but twitch their lips. You just have some stinky money. Who do you think you are? If Sun Mo didn't have a fiancée, would your daughter even have a chance?
Sun Mo could casually pick the daughter of a high official or the princess of a king.
"I heard that there's a secondary saint in the Central Province Academy. Is that true?"
A noblewoman couldn't help but ask.
If so, she wanted to find a way to send her child to study under them.
"It's true. That quasi-sage's surname is …"
Someone who was in the know couldn't continue after saying this because it involved the Second Sage's name. Thus, he changed the topic. "I heard that the Second Sage used to be a great teacher of the Black-White College."
"Ah? Then why did he come to the Central Province Academy? Aren't you lowering yourself? "
"I heard that it's because of Great Teacher Sun's Priceless Advice, allowing him to gain enlightenment and step into the secondary saint realm. Hence, he came here to take up a post to repay his kindness."
"Sun Mo is actually so powerful?"
"Can you not call out Great Teacher Sun's name? You really don't know any manners! "
Other than gossiping, the circle of aristocratic ladies was filled with all sorts of schemes. Recently, when they gathered, Sun Mo's name would always be mentioned.
In fact, there were even people who privately used a hundred mu of manors as a wager, betting on who would be the first to make Sun Mo fall under their skirts.
...
Given An Xinhui's personality, she definitely wouldn't use the name of a secondary saint to promote the school. Sun Mo wanted to, but before he could do so, many major characters already knew about it and brought their children over to visit the school.
Sun Mo couldn't help but feel emotional. Regardless of whether it was the Nine Provinces or the modern era, the desire of parents to have a bright future for their children would never change.
"At the very least, my child won't have to worry about housing in the school district, studies, and supplementary lessons in the future."
Sun Mo felt that given the favor Shi Sheng owed him, he would definitely do his best to guide his child, right?
As for acknowledging a teacher, he definitely wouldn't do so. It was because Sun Mo also wanted to find a saint to guide his child.
"Your mentality isn't right!"
After Jin Mujie heard Sun Mo's words, she couldn't help but want to scold him. "What's suitable for the child is the best."
"Then what about your child? Are you going to teach him yourself? "
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"That can't be done. That's my biological son. Hence, I must find a saint to teach him."
Jin Mujie's tone was as though it was a matter of course, causing Sun Mo to be stunned.
"I'm not raising him!"
At the mention of education and saints, Sun Mo thought of An Xinhui's grandfather, An Zaidao.
Speaking of which, he was indebted to this old man. After all, who would marry such an outstanding and beautiful granddaughter to someone mediocre?
No, even if the groom was a genius, it would be a disgrace to An Xinhui.
Sun Mo understood that regardless of whether it was for official or personal reasons, he should have paid a visit to the old headmaster long ago. However, his soul ultimately didn't belong to this era. Moreover, the term 'secondary saint' caused people to be filled with reverence. Even if he was unconscious, Sun Mo was still worried that there would be flaws...
However, he couldn't drag this on any longer.
From An Xinhui's point of view, Sun Mo had obtained an achievement that left others in the dust, and the school's situation was getting better. No matter what, he should report this to her grandfather.
Maybe if her grandfather was happy, he would wake up.
An Xinhui was very understanding and didn't rush Sun Mo. However, Sun Mo mustn't be a dead fish forever.
Hence, with the mentality that he would be cut no matter what, Sun Mo took the initiative to suggest paying a visit to the old headmaster.
...
Jinling Jade Mountain was a mountain peak with beautiful scenery. There was a Daoist temple at the peak.
This was built 200 years ago by the old headmaster for a good friend. Now, his good friend was no longer around, but the Daoists remembered the old headmaster's kindness and allowed him to recuperate here. They also took good care of him.
"The air is so good!"
After the rain, the air was fresh. Taking a deep breath, Sun Mo felt very comfortable, causing him to gradually forget the fear of being dominated by the smog.
"Sister An, this way please!"
A young Daoist received the gift An Xinhui passed over. After thanking her, he led the way.
After passing through the side hall and a few courtyards, Sun Mo finally stopped in front of a thatched hut.
The fence made of bamboo had already turned yellow. In the courtyard, there were a few vegetable beds and a few hens were strolling in the fields, pecking at the worms.
Sun Mo looked toward An Xinhui. Wasn't this environment a little too poor?
"Before my grandfather tried to strive to become a saint, he had instructed me repeatedly that if an accident were to happen, I should make such arrangements..."
An Xinhui smiled bitterly. No matter how poor she was, she wouldn't let her grandfather suffer. However, she didn't dare to disobey her grandfather's instructions.
After all, to an unfathomable secondary saint, he might have already predicted her calamity. Such arrangements might also be a kind of cultivation comprehension.
Creak!
The door opened and a little Daoist walked out. After bowing to the two of them, he tactfully left.
"Don't take offense, he's a mute!"
An Xinhui explained, "He has been taking care of grandpa."
"Mn!"
Sun Mo secretly took two deep breaths to calm his emotions. He then followed behind An Xinhui and entered the room.
The furnishings in the room were extremely simple. Other than a table and two chairs, there was only a wooden wardrobe. However, it was very clean.
There was also a fragrance that refreshed one's heart.
An Zaidao was lying on the wooden bed. He wasn't even breathing, but he wasn't dead yet.
"Grandpa, Little Momo and I are here to visit you."
An Xinhui sat by the bed and held An Zaidao's hand.
"Headmaster!"
Sun Mo had just called out when An Xinhui rolled her eyes at him. Hence, he could only bite the bullet and change his words.
"Grandpa!"
An Xinhui smiled and started to tell An Zaidao about Sun Mo's achievements during this period of time.
Sun Mo felt a little embarrassed as he listened.
Such flattery, especially coming from a great beauty, could easily make one feel smug.
Sun Mo had nothing to do. Hence, he activated Divine Sight and observed An Zaidao, hoping to find a way to wake him up.
However, a row of red words appeared. Target: Unknown!
"You are so trash, what use do I have for you?"
Sun Mo was speechless.
"Grandpa, my goal this year is to become a 4-star great teacher, and Little Momo will become a 3-star great teacher. It would be even better if I can become the champion. As for the league tournament, I will maintain the 'C' grade and strive for the 'B' grade."
An Xinhui told him about her plan.
Over an hour later, the two of them ended their visit and silently left the Jade Mountain Daoist Temple.
"Do you know of a way to wake up old... grandpa?"
Sun Mo wanted to help out.
"I feel that if we can find the Divine Wisdom Fruit or the [Styx River Soul Returning Scripture], there might be a chance for grandpa to wake up."
An Xinhui had sought guidance from some experts before, but they had no way.
"Are these two items very difficult to obtain?"
At the same time Sun Mo asked, he also got the system to open the merchant store and browse through the catalog.
Sorry, there were no such items for sale.
There were no fruits, but there was the [Styx River Soul Returning Scripture]. However, it cost one million favorable impression points. It was extremely expensive.
"There's an extremely rare fruit tree in the Darkness Continent. It takes 1,000 years to bloom, 1,000 years to bear fruit, and 1,000 years to mature. Each of these fruits contains different divine abilities, and one of them is called the Divine Wisdom Fruit. After eating it, it's said that one can obtain the wisdom of a deity and refine one's soul.
"Even if one is an idiot, as long as they consume the Divine Wisdom Fruit, they'll immediately become a wise person that's hard to come by in 1,000 years."
An Xinhui explained.
Sun Mo's lips twitched. Just this effect alone was enough to tell that it wasn't an ordinary item.
No matter when, the rarer something was, the harder it was to obtain it.
"The [Styx River Soul Returning Scripture] is a legendary divine art. It's said that after one reaches the grand completion stage, their soul can leave their body and enter the netherworld, bringing back the souls of the dead. Hence, as long as the body of the dead isn't damaged, there's hope for them to revive."
An Xinhui's eyes were filled with longing.
"It must be fake, right?"
In any case, Sun Mo didn't believe in the resurrection of the dead. However, after saying that, he regretted it. After all, this was An Xinhui's hope, and he shouldn't have refuted it.
Moreover, this divine art was still lying in the merchant store.
"System, is this divine art really so amazing?"
Sun Mo looked at the introduction.
"It's impossible to bring the dead back to life, but it can communicate with the souls of other lifeforms. After death, one can abandon their body and live on as a soul. These are all possible."
The system introduced.
"..."
Sun Mo was dumbfounded. The divine arts of the Middle-Earth Nine Provinces were truly an eye-opener.
"If it's the Divine Wisdom Fruit, there's still a chance to find it. However, the [Styx River Soul Returning Scripture] has long been lost. No, even in history, there are only rumors and no concrete records of it..."
An Xinhui sighed.
"Don't worry, there will always be a way!"
Sun Mo thought of his map of the Greenhaze Forest. There were seven great treasures marked on it. There might be a divine art tree among them.
Mn, after he became a 3-star great teacher, he would head to the Darkness Continent to search for it. But before that, he had to open the rainbow-colored diamond treasure chest first.
He hoped that there would be some good stuff inside. If there was a Divine Wisdom Fruit, wouldn't he strike it rich?
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